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The family nervously waited for a while. The sky was completely dark and Daoist Yun Yang still hadn't come. Yang Qianyun was a bit worried as she said to Third Brother Fan, "Third Brother, why hasn't Daoist Yun Yang come yet? It can't be that he hasn't found us yet, right? Why don't you go out and take a look, and invite Daoist Yun Yang into our house? "

Even Fan Lao San was a bit worried. When he thought of the red-clothed female ghost he had dreamt of last night, his heart was in turmoil. If Daoist Yun Yang had not come tonight, then there would have been no way for him to pass the night.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a knock on the door. The old man happily went over to open the gate, and saw Daoist Yun Yang with a horsetail whisk in his hand, and a short distance behind him, appearing right in front of him.

Seeing that they had arrived, Fan Lao San was overjoyed. He quickly greeted them and invited them into the courtyard.

When he arrived in the middle of the courtyard, he suddenly stopped and sighed, "There's really something wrong with this old house. It's filled with killing intent, it's like a demon from the north, and there's even an old locust tree planted in this yard. The tree must be full of leaves and leaves, and the locust tree is like a spirit of wood, easily hiding away all the filth and filth from the spirits."

Hearing this old Daoist's words, Fan Lao San couldn't help but feel deep veneration for him once again. These words were similar to what the old lady had said, but were more detailed than what the old lady had said. It seemed that this Daoist was indeed a master, and Fan Lao San was full of admiration for him.

At this time, the Daoist stood on the side and said, "Master, the ghosts in this old mansion are very powerful. It's not easy to subdue them, and there's a chance that they might devour us. This mission is very dangerous, how about …"

The old Daoist looked gloomy once again as he stood there silently.

Hearing the Daoist's meaning, Fan Lao San didn't want to help anymore, so he was a bit flustered and begged again, "Daoist …" "No matter what, you have to save my family. If you can resolve this matter, I will thank all of you greatly …"

The mother of the third brother carefully sized up Daoist Yun Yang, only to see his white beard, white hair, and extraordinary bearing; he had the appearance of an expert. Seeing his appearance, she was more convinced, and hearing that the little Daoist was unwilling to help, she was afraid of danger, so she agreed, "Daoist Yun Yang … "We really have no other choice at home, so please help us. The child is still so young. If there were any mishaps, how would our family be able to live on …"

Dao Elder Yun Yang remained reserved for a while, before he turned and glared at the Dao Priest, and said angrily, "You traitorous disciple, how can you speak like that? Even though the wraiths in this old house are fierce, we cultivators must not leave them in the lurch. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will still take the wraiths in this house! "

The little Daoist was submissive and only said, "Disciple understands his mistake."

Daoist Cloud Yang's words were righteous, and he was clearly a great Daoist. Naturally, Third Elder Fan's family was extremely grateful, and Third Elder Fan said that dinner was already prepared at home, so it wouldn't be too late to invite Daoist Cloud Yang and the little Daoist Priest to dinner before catching ghosts.

Daoist Yunyang raised his head and looked at the sky. He extended his fingers and pretended to count before saying, "That's fine, now is not the time to catch ghosts. Let's fill up our stomachs first."

In this way, Fan Lao San led the two sect elders into the room. Dinner had already been prepared at the table, and everything was ready. In addition, he was also afraid that the old Daoist wouldn't eat meat or fish, and had prepared some vegetarian food.

Who knew that the moment the two Taoists, one old and one young, sat at the table, they would immediately feast on meat and meat. They even drank quite a bit of white wine, the entire bottle having been cleanly drunk by the Taoists until their faces were red and their necks thick.

After eating dinner, the old Daoist walked a bit erratically. He raised his head again to look at the sky and said that the auspicious hour had arrived, so he could open the altar.

As a result, the family began to get busy. Fan Lao San and the Daoist Priest brought out a table from the house and placed it in the middle of the courtyard. The Daoist priest placed a layer of yellow cloth on the table and placed some chicken, duck, fish, melon and other offerings on it.

After the old Daoist added three sticks of fragrance into the incense burner, he took a horsetail whisk and began to circle around the altar. As he walked in circles, he began to mumble to himself at a very fast speed, no one could hear what he was mumbling about.

If someone was listening closely to his side, they might be able to hear his words. The old Daoist read: "I've struck gold tonight, and my wealth is rolling in. I don't have enough delicacies to eat, and I can eat anything with a flick of my horsetail whisk …"

The family of three stood not far from the altar respectfully, looking at the old Daoist with a respectful face, not even daring to breathe out.

In the end, the old Daoist stopped in front of the altar again. His entire body started trembling as he waved the horsetail whisk in his hand from left to right and shouted, "Today, the old Daoist is here to catch the ghosts and monsters. Leave quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Daoist took out a handful of paper money from within the sleeves of his loose Daoist robe. As the paper money spilled over the sky, his body once again trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew across the courtyard, causing the tribute on the altar to sway for a while. A few apples fell from the plates onto the ground.

The candles around the altar were extinguished in an instant, especially the incense stick that had broken from the center and fell to the ground.

The old Daoist suddenly felt that something was wrong and turned around to look at the Daoist priest beside him. The Daoist priest also had a helpless look on his face as he shook his head, indicating that he was not the cause of the old Daoist priest's mischief.

That old Daoist was also a bit anxious, but he still did things that required a lot of face. He suddenly stomped his foot and shouted: "Tai! "How dare you! This humble Taoist's kindness surpassed yours, yet you refuse to listen. Do you really have to use such ruthless means to shatter your soul?"

As he spoke, the old Daoist swung his horsetail whisk once again, sweeping through the courtyard. His horsetail whisk flew into the air as he cursed, "Let's see if I won't beat you to death, you bear toy!"