Priest He sheepishly clasped his hands together, "Back then, my spiritual cultivation was too shallow, and I misjudged! Misjudged! The young lady at the time was under the decree of Her Majesty! This I guarantee is without a mistake!"
"Still spouting nonsense! He's nothing but a charlatan!" Pei Qian angrily pointed at him.
Yet Shen Songming came over, grabbed him and pulled him into the room, "Is her soul unstable right now? Is someone causing trouble?" pointing to Pei Qin on the bed.
Upon seeing her, Priest He's face suddenly changed. He took out three talismans, murmuring something, and placed them on Pei Qin's forehead and both shoulders. He bit his finger, letting three drops of blood fall on them, then fiercely blew a breath over them.
The three talismans instantly ignited by themselves.
Not long after, Pei Qin opened her eyes and woke up, "Mo Heng, I'm so hungry."
