The ghouls of the Baili family were chatting happily.
Xie Qiao finally stopped when it was almost noon the next day. When she stood up, she shook her head and wiped her forehead with a confused look.
Abig piece of makeup fell off.
Baili Ji and the others were shocked.
Her skin fell off?
“The old ancestor is right…” the ghouls nodded obediently.
They all sneakily hid next to the cabinet, their voices as soft as mosquitoes.
That piece of skin had fallen too much. Xie Qiao also noticed it, so she got someone to bring a basin of water and washed up briefly.
The makeup on her face was washed off, and she had to put it on again.
“Yes, because I’m young, when I was pretending to be a Taoist master, others didn’t believe in my ability, so I had to change my appearance,” Xie Qiao told the truth.
Other miscellaneous things would only be a waste of time!
It was not just Baili Ji who had complaints. Even the other members of the Baili family looked at Xie Qiao with a look of contempt at this moment.
“My main duty is to take care of ghouls, and my secondary hobby is reading,” Xie Qiao emphasized.
Secondary… secondary?!
The Baili family members were all a little angry.
In this world, how many disciples of the humble class had no way out? If they had the opportunity to study, they would do their best to climb up the ladder!
The group of ghouls had fierce eyes.
Xie Qiao, however, calmly put on her makeup and wore a gray Taoist robe. Then, she took the living soul that she had collected yesterday and left the Fortune Pavilion.
“If it weren’t for her, no one would help you find your relatives.” Baili Ji sighed in the end.
Everyone had their own fate, and everyone had their own theorem.
It was not easy to meet a disciple that he liked. It was even more rare to meet a talented disciple.
