Under the cover of her sleeves, Hei Xinjiu touched the demon sky bell and the wooden fish on her left and right wrists. It turned out that she was the one who... robbed them?
The guy suddenly felt a headache. If these monks knew that she was the reincarnation of the ghost ancestor, they would probably... beat her to death, right?
The guy rolled his eyes and said, “Since the two treasures were taken by the ghost ancestor, they should be in the ghost domain. I’m afraid that your Zen sect will not be able to find them.”
Ji Kong sighed and said, “Yes, Our Zen sect has portraits of the breaking Dawn Bell and the wooden fish in the evening of Xi in all the scriptures halls, hoping to find the treasures. However, it has been ten thousand years, and there has been no news at all.”
