Jiang Li was about to walk in that direction when Tonger couldn't help but reach out and grab the hem of her dress. Jiang Li turned her head to look, and with reluctance, Tonger let go of her hand, her eyes brimming with tears.
She just couldn't feel at ease.
The Chongxu Daoist Master led Jiang Li to stand between the four pillars that were strung with lines, handing her a bell to hold in her hands. He then walked over to the altar where the Taoist boy offered him a live chicken, and with a swipe of his sword, the Chongxu Daoist Master slit the chicken's neck, causing blood to spurt out.
"Ah!" The little maids in the courtyard all turned away, covering their eyes in fright. At that moment, the darkness increased, almost like night, casting a sinister gloom everywhere.
Ji Shuran instinctively pulled Jiang Youyao closer to her side, stepping back. Even though she knew this was all staged, the ghostly atmosphere now pervading the courtyard was genuinely making her hair stand on end.
