I love you

"Save me!"

The monk lying on the ground had spotted Mu Jinyu and the dozen or so people approaching. Unable to get up from the ground, he struggled to speak and reached out to Mu Jinyu, pleading for help.

As he spoke, his facial expressions twisted and changed.

Sometimes he flashed a hideous smile, imbued with a chilly sense of malice; sometimes it was as if he was crying and laughing at the same time, making one faintly hear the playful and quarreling sounds of children, adults, and the elderly.

Mu Jinyu's gaze sharpened, and she knew right away that this was indeed the Ghost-Faced Demon.

Moreover, it seemed to be, just as Ru Muhongchen had said, a Second-Level Demon that wasn't very dangerous.

"Eh, when did this monk sneak into our ancestral hall? Why is he lying on the ground motionless? Is he trying to pull off a scam in our village?"