Hei Xinjiu and the short and Fat Man were no longer the same as they were in the past. The two of them did not go on foot. Instead, each of them rode a gale ghost horse to the headquarters of the hurricane hunting group.
On the way, Yun Chujiu also stuffed a stack of Ghost Talismans to the short and Fat Man. The short and Fat Man’s reaction was much more exaggerated than Sha Wuhen’s. He laughed so hard that he almost fell off his horse:
“Little Jiu, Haha, Haha, Don’t Tease Me! These are all ghost talismans? Do you think I’m a three-year-old child?”
Yun chujiu glanced at him and said faintly, “Believe it or not, you’ll know when the time comes.”
The short fatty casually took out a ghost talisman. After injecting elemental energy into it, he threw it to the side and said, “Since you say so, then I’ll try...”