The front hall was eerily quiet at that moment.

No one dared to laugh or joke casually, after all, Master Xuanchan represented the gods.

Before the gods, keeping to one's duty is a sign of respect and reverence.

About fifteen minutes later, Master Xuanchan had finished drinking his tea and eating his fill.

Having finished his meal, he stood up. "Esteemed benefactor, shall we first consult on the feng shui of which place?"

Upon hearing this, the old lady hurriedly said, "Go see my child first, my child!"

Master Xuanchan looked at her calmly, chanting Buddhist mantras, "Amitabha, please lead the way, benefactor."

Since the fall, the old lady has had difficulty moving around. Now that Master Xuanzhan has agreed to go to her courtyard first.

He doesn't even need a cane anymore; he walks with incredible agility.

A group of people followed behind her.

The old lady had been waiting for Master Xuanchan to come to her door for a long time. These days she was restless and felt that the old man was bothering her.

She dared not tell Dehong about this shameful matter, and each time she spoke vaguely, Dehong would refuse on the grounds that he was too busy with official duties.

Now that Master Xuanchan has come to her door, she is determined to ask him to examine her carefully.

Upon arriving at the old lady's Yufu Hall, the group dispersed.

Master Xuanchan reached the doorway and immediately felt the blazing sun. He then said, "Madam, the feng shui of your west courtyard is excellent."

"Good?" the old lady said excitedly. "Then, Master Xuanchan, is there anything unclean about it?"

Master Xuanchan made a mental count on his fingers and asked with a solemn expression, "Has the old lady been having nightmares lately?"

The old lady was overjoyed; finally, someone who understood her predicament had come.

"Yes, yes, Master, is there a way to break this?"

"Amitabha Buddha, it is common for kind people to be bullied. The old lady has a kind face, so it is normal for her to attract unclean things. If you want to break this..."

Master Xuanchan seemed solemn, swaying his body from side to side, his fingers calculating repeatedly.

"tear……"

"this……"

The Marquis of Zhenbei asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

“Strange, this humble monk is finding it somewhat difficult to calculate.”

Upon hearing this, the old lady became anxious. "Master, please calculate carefully. I still have some silver here."

As she spoke, the old lady took a silver note from her waist and stuffed it into Master Xuanchan's hand.

Master Xuanzan smiled and said, "Of course, of course."

"Madam, there is a solution. From today onwards, please put your excrement and urine inside the room, and it will get better."

【Ha ha ha ha……】

Lin Wanwan couldn't stop smiling.

The baby's cries sounded eerily terrifying in the yard.

The Marquis of Zhenbei glared at Lin Wanwan, and even the old lady felt that she was ill-mannered.

Don't you know what kind of situation this is? You're always doing things that are beneath your dignity.

Her Wanqing was not like that.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zou Wanqing, who was looking down on Lin Wanwan.

"Master, is this all you need?"

Master Xuanzan had weathered many storms.

He was completely unaffected by Lin Wanwan's laughter, except for a bruise on his thigh.

“Amitabha, Madam, let me go inside and perform a divination before I give you an answer.”

The old lady hurriedly made way, "Master, please, please come in quickly."

He truly is a master; his predictions are always accurate!

Master Xuanchan flicked the whisk in his hand and walked into the house.

The interior furnishings were simple, but everything inside was exquisite, including some high-quality jade items.

Master Xuanchan looked around, walked to the main hall, and then stretched out his left hand to do some calculations.

"Where do you think you're going!" came the shout.

Before anyone could react, he flicked the whisk at the vase on the long table with his right hand.

The white vase was teetering on the verge of collapse.

With a loud crash, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, he ran behind the screen, his whisk never stopping as he wildly swung it around.

He kept muttering, "Demon, where do you think you're going!"

"Hurry, hurry, and be executed!"

Inside the room, the crackling sounds made everyone's hearts leap into their throats, and no one came to their senses.

After chanting the mantra, Master Xuanchan finally stopped.

He stretched out his sleeve, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and bowed to the old lady, saying:

“Benefactor, I have already driven away the unclean thing.”

The old lady was dumbfounded.

What had she just heard? A sense of unease rose within her.

He then took a step and walked shakily behind the screen, only to be suddenly startled.

The room was a complete mess; vases, flowerpots, porcelain, teacups, and all sorts of precious items were smashed to pieces.

Her heart was bleeding.

The Marquis of Zhenbei, following behind her, was already stunned. Was Master Xuanchan here to exorcise evil spirits or to destroy the house?

The items inside are priceless; they were all treasures that Ye Lanyin gave to her mother.

Just smashed it like that?

These days, no matter how poor he is, he can't bear to buy these treasures, thinking of leaving them to Shixuan in the future.

"master……"

He called out to the master.

The master smiled and said, "Oh, my lord, I'm sorry, when I'm performing exorcisms, I inevitably break some things. I wonder if I should pay for them?"

Marquis Zhenbei twitched the corner of his mouth, "Master... Master..."

"It's alright, if there's any compensation to be paid, this humble monk will go back and get it right away..."

They finally managed to invite Master Xuanchan here. What if he doesn't come back after they go back?

This is just the beginning...

Ye Lanyin then walked to the side of the Marquis of Zhenbei, "My lord, this person is hard to invite. If it were you..."

“Master, no need, these things aren’t worth much.” The Marquis of Zhenbei’s words nearly made the old lady die of anger.

These were all plundered from Ye Lanyin; they were priceless. What do you mean they're worthless?

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