Hearing this, Sun Baolu's face showed a trace of confusion, but he quickly returned to normal. "I don't really know if those Luo Sect lamas count. Anyway, both my father and grandfather respected them greatly, saying they could commune with spirits and command ghosts."
"That's just what I've heard, but I haven't seen them much. I've only seen them twice in my life—they were begging for alms, and my father hosted them very well."
According to Sun Baolu's explanation, Li Huowang now had a basic idea of what the so-called Luo Sect lamas were like. From his description, all weddings and funerals in Qingqiu required their lamas to preside. They were also very worldly, eating meat and drinking wine with no taboos.
Furthermore, the lamas claimed that it was because of the protection of their Eternal Heaven that there were no Evil Spirits in all of Qingqiu.
"No Evil Spirits? Really nothing at all?" Li Huowang looked around again in astonishment. This place was so different from others.
