Jiang Beiran walked slowly to the small house that had a very sinister " temperament " and knocked on the door twice.
Then, with a creak, the wooden door opened automatically.
Looking inside, the decorations in the room were still as sinister as before. This time, blood was even seeping out of the walls. He did not know if the house was terminally ill or if there was really something strange embedded in the walls.
At this moment, a flame suddenly ignited and lit the candle on the table.
"Please hand in the visiting card before you come next time."
Tang Jingran's voice was still cold and emotionless.
" I'm sorry," Jiang Beiran bowed." I'm sorry for being rude. May I come in now?""
"Sure."
"Thank you."
Jiang Beiran nodded and asked Ling Dang to stay outside while he led Mo Xia into the house.
When Mo Xia came in, Tang Jingran sized him up and instantly understood who Jiang Beiran had given the ghost cultivation method to.
