Princess Menglang is hard to change, the whole capital is embarrassed for her

"Mrs. Fang" shook her head and said to the master, "I will die with my eyes wide open. They still want to harm my child. I will make their family restless. Sob, sob, sob, sob..."

The master's mouth twitched.

This guy is even more pretentious than him. What the hell is "嘤嘤嘤"?

Well, now that you've changed your story, he'll cooperate.

So the master asked, "How can you eliminate the obsession in your heart and let go of those who harmed you?"

He understood that the plot was changed temporarily in order to bargain.

As expected, "Ms. Fang" lowered her head and choked out sobs, saying, "Please bring my tablet into the ancestral hall and hold a funeral with the rites for the original wife."

Just at this moment, another gust of cold wind blew by.

The white candles on the incense table flickered, swaying left and right in the wind, adding a bit of weirdness to the scene, and scared away the objection that had just arisen in Zhao's mind.

"If you don't do as I say, I will come back every year and take one of them away," Fang pointed at the old lady, then at Zhao, "or take their children away..."

"Do as I'm told. I'll definitely do it. I'll take care of this for you," the master said, slowly pacing amidst the sound of his disciples chanting. He relit the incense and clasped his hands together before "Fang." "Do you have any other obsessions?"

"Mrs. Fang" looked at Shen Li, and Shen Li shook her head slightly.

"No, I'm gone. I'm going to wait in the underworld. If you don't welcome me in, if you don't bury me properly, I will come back, come back, come back, come, come..."

As the sound gradually faded away, the ghost of "Fang" slowly floated backwards, and disappeared into the darkness.

Everything fell silent and motionless.

The master chanted "Amitabha" and struck the wooden fish again.

Everyone was terrified, and it took a long time for them to regain consciousness.

Finally, the master put down the wooden fish and bowed to Zhao: "Madam, did you understand what happened just now?"

"See, I understand." Zhao was shocked and suspicious. She didn't want to believe it, but she didn't dare not to believe it.

The ghost said that if they didn’t agree, he would take their children away. Which mother would dare to gamble with her children’s lives?

"In that case, the mansion should do as she says. Otherwise, if we can send her away now, there is a chance she will come back later."

The master put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha" several times in succession.

The lie he told today was so outrageous that he was panicking himself.

Recite a few more times, hoping that Buddha will not blame him.

He was also forced.

The person who forced him introduced himself as a death warrior and asked him if he knew anything about the late wife of the Shen family, Fang.

Of course I know. I’ve heard it from the ladies who asked him to perform rituals. Isn’t it just an affair?

The assassins said that those ladies were talking nonsense and that Fang was wrongly killed.

He actually didn't care who was wronged. He only knew that the assassin wanted him to do this and that tonight. If he dared not cooperate, the assassin would publish a list of the wealthy and powerful ladies he had deceived over the years.

In order to prove that he did have the list, the assassin kindly reported a few names.

The master was so scared that he peed his pants on the spot.

He found out all the private matters of these ladies' families, and even bribed others to do it.

Either he poisoned his concubine or had an affair with another man.

The ladies thought that no one knew about it except God and the earth, but they didn't know that he deliberately met them by chance, said a few mysterious words, closed his eyes and calculated, and then told them the ghost in their hearts clearly.

The ladies were so frightened that they kowtowed and burned incense. They did not have the courage to kill anyone, so they were willing to pay a large sum of money to ask him to help them perform rituals to eliminate their karma.

He made a fortune.

If these lists were to be made public, not only would he be unable to stay in the capital, but his survival would also be at risk.

He agreed and I dared not refuse.

But he also has concerns.

Pretending to be a ghost can scare the women in the inner house, but it cannot scare Shen Zhaojiang, a third-rank official and the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple. What if Shen Zhaojiang calls him over for detailed questioning and he reveals his flaws?

The assassin said that he had already arranged a way out for him, and he would "die" the next day after the ritual, and the cause of death was revealing the secret.

Fuck you.

He only dared to say this in his heart.

His face was covered with tears, and he said he didn't want to die.

The assassin said he was crying, it was just fake death.

After completing this mission, he was sent to the Western Frontier. There was a shortage of "high-ranking monks" like him there, and the people there had more money and were easier to cheat, so he was sent there to make a fortune.

Is it easy to be cheated if you have a lot of money?

So, it’s not impossible to go to Xinjiang.

But what if the assassin tricked him and killed him?

He originally wanted to say that if the assassin dared to lie to him, he would go to the Shen family to confess his crime, and no one would have an easy time.

But when he saw the shining sword in the assassin's hand, he swallowed his words again.

Whether it is true or not, take a gamble.

If you don't do it, you will definitely die.

If you do it, you may die, or you may not die.

So he gritted his teeth and agreed, and came with his disciples.

He asked the old lady to drive all the secret guards and security guards out. He said that if those people were nearby, the ghosts would not dare to show up and could not be driven away.

The old lady obeyed his orders.

Master, please be happy.

I didn’t expect that the eldest daughter of the Shen family has so many talented people around her. Judging from the footsteps of that “ghost”, his lightness skills must be among the best among the masters.

Amitabha, good, good, thank goodness he agreed, otherwise I would not even know how I died.

......

The ritual was successfully completed, and the old lady, Zhao and Wan, supported by the maids, returned home with unsteady steps, trembling with fear, and in a daze.

This master was found by the Wan family and is quite famous in Beijing.

What he said is quite credible.

But when the master left, he kept sighing and saying that he had revealed too many secrets and that it might shorten his lifespan and that he would not live long.

As he spoke, he began to cry, and his disciples also cried around him.

Very scary.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The ladies were so frightened that they dared not sleep, while the girls in the Corner Courtyard kept chattering and giggling.

Qili was surrounded in the middle, demonstrating her lightness skills by floating on the ground.

Shen Li sat cross-legged on the small couch and checked the contents of the medicine box.

It's strange that there are so many asthma medicines in the medicine cabinet, which is inexplicable.

The girls were curious about the mysterious appearance of the medicine box, but they all knew that they should not ask about things they shouldn't.

They witnessed the magic of the medicine box.

The girl only took out a little bit of potion from it and asked Gulu and others to apply it on the silver needles, and then all the secret guards and security guards of the Shen Mansion were knocked down.

It is said that they will not wake up until tomorrow and will not remember anything.

Even if they told the old lady, she would think that they disobeyed orders, secretly stayed in the inner courtyard, and were punished by the master and the late lady.

The girl said that as long as people are willing, such miracles will happen again in the future, so they can just wait and see and watch the fun.

It was not until late at night that the Corner Courtyard became quiet and the girls finally fell asleep.

The secret guard lay on the tree, hearing the rustling sound of wind blowing through leaves and the occasional barking of dogs.

In the silence, two familiar bird calls were heard.

On duty tonight are the ancient roads and ancient paintings.

The two responded with two bird calls.

Two black shadows appeared on the roof, floated down a few times, and came to the two of them.

"The master has been properly placed. Tomorrow morning we will receive news of his sudden death," a shadowy figure said. "The general said that the master's 'corpse' must be kept in the temple for three days. If Shen Zhaojiang has any suspicions, he can go to the temple to inspect it. After that, the master can be released."

"I see," Gulu whispered, "Qiluo's fake death potion is really good. Last time she and Gu Zi played a trick on me, I actually believed it."

"Yes," said another shadowy figure, "Without their skills, the general wouldn't have placed them beside my cousin."

Two more dog barks were heard in the distance.

Several people immediately fell silent.

After a while, the two dark shadows left quietly.