Chapter 159 - 158: Helping You Activate Your Yin Yang Eyes
The truth was exactly as Su Chenzhou had thought: indeed, a few people were hopping mad.
"Ghosts from suicides queueing up? Where do they queue? That’s clearly nonsense. Suicidal ghosts only repeat their deaths over and over at the same spot."
"Senior Brother, you’re right. Besides, even if it’s not a suicide, shouldn’t you set up an altar and burn incense to summon a ghost? Master also said that those ghosts who have been dead for a long time and are probably waiting in the Underworld to be reincarnated can’t be summoned."
"If you ask me, she should show us the details. This is too disgusting. Those with real skills like to be mysterious, showing just enough to intrigue but not enough to satisfy, leaving us no way out."
The more they talked, the angrier they became, glaring at Mianmian on the screen with resentment. They were angry not only at Mianmian but also started cursing their own Master under their breath.
Having joined this Sect, everyone wanted to learn Supreme Magic and become immortal. But their Master, who had initiated them, simply wouldn’t teach them much, instead having them undertake Sect tasks to exchange for Magic with their points.
Not doing the tasks wasn’t an option either, as one would then be deemed a traitor and targeted by members of the Sect. Then you’d become just a means for others to earn points. Wouldn’t that be even more frustrating?
The group cursed passionately, and as they kept cursing, they clasped their mouths and groaned.
Damn, bitten their tongue, what’s going on?
They recalled the Little Bun’s mention of cursing figures, spat out blood, and looked panic-stricken. Were the curses truly hitting them? Just a few words, and they bit their tongues?