Mao Jing was right. This was indeed something we needed to consider.
But I was thinking, if they had managed to nurture a Red Fiend Ghost Infant—
could those two Female Ghosts really be ordinary?
So I said,
"Those two Female Ghosts probably aren't simple either. They may have some sort of background.
How about this? I'll ask my master.
See if he knows anything..."
Everyone hummed in agreement.
It was also a good time to call my master back. After all, he had given me instructions today.
The call connected quickly.
"Xiao Jiang!"
"Master, I've figured things out on my end.
My childhood friend really isn't just being haunted by an ordinary ghost. There's a ghost infant being raised inside his stomach.
And Pan Ling saw that the ghost infant might be Red Fiend level."
The moment my master heard that, he exclaimed in delight from the other end of the line,
"A Red Fiend ghost infant? Are you sure it hasn't been born?"
I nodded as I continued,
"Yes, I'm sure. We don't know how to deal with it right now, and we've never encountered anything like this.
Master, do you know how to handle it?"
Even after working in this line for so long, there were still many evil entities we did not understand.
But why was Master so delighted to hear this?
"That's wonderful, wonderful! What is there to deal with?
Immediately bring your childhood friend to Westwater Town in Qi City, to the place where your Second Senior Sister Wanxi was buried!"
I was completely dumbfounded. Why?
And why did we suddenly have to go to the place where Second Senior Sister was buried?
Based on how my senior brothers and sisters had died, Master had buried them at three Feng Shui sites in Mountain