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Fan Lao San stared blankly, his heart pounding like it was about to leap out of his throat. Deep autumn, the night was cold, but Fan Lao San was covered in cold sweat, and his pajamas were completely soaked in sweat.

Her body was shaking violently, and the red-clothed ghost girl's pale face was hovering in her mind. There were also those words that came out of her mouth: "Your whole family will die …"

A deep chill enveloped the surroundings, leaving Fan Lao San unable to react for a long time.

All he could hear were the concerned voices of his wife Yang Qianyun and his mother, so he didn't even hear a word.

Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and then said with a trembling voice, "Mother …" Qiao Yun, I believe you. There is something strange about this old mansion. I also dreamt of that woman in red. It … "It's hanging on the beam of our living room …"

When they heard Fan Lao San say these words, Yang Qianyun and the old man both became silent.

The room suddenly became silent.

After a while, the old man said, "Today, I burned some paper money onto the spirits of the wrongdoers in this room. They were unwilling to accept it, so it seems like they don't want us to disturb their peace …" Just now, I also dreamed about that woman in red. Her face was as white as paper, her eyes were still bleeding, and she even told me … "Our entire family is going to die …"

At this point, Fan Lao San and Yang Qianyun's bodies trembled again, especially Fan Lao San's. His mother's dream was no different from his own. Both of them had said the same thing, that their entire family would die.

That was because Fan Lao San had never experienced it, and now in his dreams, when he saw that female ghost in red with his own eyes, he couldn't help but find it hard to believe. Panicking, Fan Lao San grabbed hold of his mother's arm and said, "Mother, then what should we do? How about we wait until dawn before we move out so that the female ghost won't harm us …"

The old man sighed and said, "It's good to do this, but I'm afraid that the red ghost will come after us. Even if we move to the ends of the earth, it will find us, and when mother dreams of the ghost, it will only threaten us to kill it and not tell us to move us out. If it really wants to hurt us, then it will be useless no matter where we go …"

"Mother …" "You're too experienced, so think of a way. The child is still young, what if something happens to him?" Fan Lao San begged.

Yang Qianyun was also panicking. Only her mother-in-law would know about this sort of thing, so she said, "Grandma … …." "Think about it. Is there any other way? Your grandson is too young, we can't let that ghost girl harm us …"

The old man thought for a while, then said: "Why don't we find an expert to help us take a look at the magic. We can do some magic and see if we can catch this ghost girl, even if we can't hold her down, we can't let her harm our family …"

"Mother …" Do you know where there is such an expert? "I invited master over as soon as the sun rose. I won't be going to work tomorrow, that's all." A spark of hope ignited in Fan Lao San's heart as he spoke.

The old man thought carefully for a moment and said, "There seems to be a Taoist temple in the south of the city, there is an old Taoist named Taoist Yun Yang. The old man thought carefully and said," There seems to be a Taoist temple in the south of the city, there is an old Taoist named Yun Yang, I heard that he is called Taoist Yun Yang.

"Alright, I'll go as soon as the sun shines." Fan Lao San hurriedly said.

At this moment, it was already the latter half of the night. No one in the family dared to stay in the living room, as they all hid in their bedrooms, staring at the sleeping child, waiting for daybreak.

There were no longer any clicks of footsteps in the living room, but the whole family remained silent as they struggled with each other.

It wasn't easy for him to wait until dawn. Before he even had time to eat breakfast, he went to the factory to get a day off, then bought some gifts and went to a monastery in the south of the city to invite that Daoist Master Yun Yang.

The monastery to the south of the city was halfway up the mountain, and by the time Fan Lao San had reached it, it was already past ten in the afternoon.

This was a very awe-inspiring Taoist temple, with an ancient atmosphere. Fan Lao San bought some food and drink, but didn't buy anything like tobacco or alcohol, he was worried that people's cooking rules were strict. Without cigarettes or alcohol, even the food they bought was the highest grade of vegetarian food in the market, and he spent quite a bit of money on it.

After hesitating at the monastery's entrance for a while, Fan Lao San knocked on the temple's red lacquer door with an uneasy heart.

After waiting for a while, a reply came from the courtyard. A small sound of footsteps could be heard walking towards the door.

The door opened, and a twenty-something year old Daoist stuck his head out. He looked Fan Lao San up and down before asking, "What are you doing here?"

Fan Lao San said respectfully, "Hello..." I... I am here to see Taoist Yun Yang, is he here? "

The little Daoist looked at Fan Lao San once more and impatiently said, "My master is taking a nap, wait here for a bit. When he wakes up, I'll come call you."

With that, the little cultivator was about to close the door when Fan Lao San said, "Fellow cultivator, I'll have to trouble you to inform me that I have urgent business with Daoist Yun Yang and that my life is in danger …"

"Then you still have to wait. My master is taking a nap, so I don't dare to disturb him. Who would be worried if he lost his temper?" The Daoist said again.

The third brother wasn't someone who didn't have eyes, so he hurriedly took out 20 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the Daoist's hands. He said politely, "Daoist, please help me. I do have urgent matters at home."

The little Daoist looked at the twenty dollars in his hand and immediately smiled. In that year, twenty dollars was not a small sum; it was equivalent to Fan Lao San's salary for several days.

The Daoist laughed and said, "Sure, who's still in a good situation? Just wait here, I'll tell Master right away."

With that, the Daoist turned and walked back into the courtyard. Seeing the long-gone back of the small path, Fan Lao San felt a bit more at ease.

He thought to himself, it looks like this Daoist Yun Yang is quite the capable person, even his youngest disciple is so domineering, there should be many people looking for Taoist Yun Yang to do things.

After waiting at the door for a while, the Daoist turned back and said, "Benefactor, please come in. My master has already woken up and is waiting for you in the room."