C92 Ghosts(1)

Shocked, I looked towards the direction of the voice and saw a man dressed in Daoist robes standing in front of me. This man looked to be in his thirties. He held a horsetail whisk in his right hand and had a scar on the right side of his face.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm here to help you, so you can call me Jingxian. I've been tracking this guy for a long time." As Jing Xu spoke