"Tsk tsk tsk, this Master Fang's son must have been to a place with strong yin energy, otherwise he wouldn't be haunted by so many ghosts."
Wang Yanran's heart tightened, and she held Fubao's hands tightly.
"Don't be afraid, mother. Fubao can subdue those little ghosts."
The little girl's eyes sparkled. When she was a fairy, she had also visited the underworld. In fact, those ghosts were useless...
Wang Yanran was stunned. Who on earth was her Fubao? He had even been to the underworld?
But since Fubao was so confident, she was not so scared anymore.
"Master Fang, Madam Fang, please take us to see your son."
Master Fang immediately led Wang Yanran to his son's courtyard. Young Master Fang lived in the courtyard on the west side. On the plaque of the courtyard were written three large and vigorous characters "Zhusongyuan".
The courtyard is as its name suggests, with lush bamboo forests and vigorous pine trees surrounding Mr. Fang's house.
But Wang Yanran didn't feel elegant, but rather felt chilly.
"Oh my, there's something wrong with this yard. Not even a little light can get in. How can there be yang energy?"
"Mother, please ask Master Fang what's going on in this courtyard."
Wang Yanran asked, and Master Fang's heart trembled. He realized that this might be related to his son's coma, so he hurried to explain.
"In fact, Rong'er's yard was not like this at the beginning. But later, he made a friend. They both liked bamboo and pine trees, so he became obsessed with planting bamboo and pine trees all over the yard."
"Tsk tsk tsk, that's not a good friend. Living in a courtyard without yang energy like this for a long time will easily lead to ghosts haunting you."
"Mother, please ask Master Fang where Mr. Fang went before he fell into a coma."
Wang Yanran acted as an interpreter, and Master Fang's face turned pale.
"Rong'er went to the cemetery before he fell into a coma, saying he wanted to pay tribute to someone!"
It was obvious that Master Fang was harmed by his friend. That person first made him vulnerable to ghosts, and then took him to the cemetery, summoning a large group of ghosts. Even if Master Fang was not scared to death, he would be entangled to death by these ghostly auras.
Entering Mr. Fang's house, the ghostly aura became even stronger.
Fubao released his good luck and repelled the evil spirit.
Master Fang had been to his son's room many times, and he was always cold every time, but this time, when he was with Fubao, he actually felt warm.
He had been a little skeptical before, wondering how this little guy, who was only one month old, could have such great abilities.
However, at this moment, he was very sure that Fubao could really do it.
Fubao opened his eyes wide and looked at the ghosts crowded together in the room. Some were holding their heads, some had their intestines exposed, and some had broken arms and legs. In short, none of them were complete.
They all stared at Master Fang, waiting for him to die so that they could possess his body.
Mr. Fang's soul was curled up in the corner of the bed, crying and shouting "No" at the top of his lungs.
"Oh, what a poor child."
Fubao couldn't help but sigh.
Wang Yanran felt a little helpless. She wondered if Fubao didn’t know that she was just a one-month-old baby.
Mr. Fang, who was curled up in the corner of the bed, suddenly heard a normal sound and looked over.
He saw a little baby staring at him, with big eyes full of pity.
"You, you can see me?"
Woo woo woo, he tried many times, but he couldn't go back to his body at all, and his parents couldn't see him. He thought he was going to be taken away by these ghosts.
Fubao's arrival was like a ray of light, igniting his strong hope.
Fubao was also a little surprised that this Young Master Fang actually had a completely yin constitution.
When she was playing in the underworld, she heard the ghosts say that people with a completely yin constitution are the easiest to possess and they like people with a completely yin constitution the most.
Uncle Yama also said that people with a completely yin constitution are the best necromancers.
Uncle Yama also said that it is quite cool to have a necromancer as a subordinate.
The little baby's eyes lit up: "Yes, I can see you, and I can save you, but from now on, you have to listen to me.
Of course, I won’t let you kill or burn anything, nor will I let you harm the world.
Do you agree?"
"I agree, I agree. I agree."
Master Fang did not hesitate at all. He didn't care even if he had to work like a slave. He didn't want to see these ghosts with rotten stomachs anymore. He wanted to live.
A golden light flashed from Fubao's body and penetrated into Master Fang's body.
Master Fang only felt his soul warm up and flew into his body uncontrollably.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he could control his body.
"Rong'er, Rong'er, you finally woke up!"
Grand Tutor Fang threw himself on the ground crying. He only had this one son. If Master Fang died, their Fang family would be extinct. How could he face his ancestors?
Master Fang was still trembling. How could he still see these ghosts?
"Don't worry, you have already signed a contract with me. These ghosts dare not do anything to you." Fubao said with a sly look.
Master Fang looked again and found that these ghosts were indeed different from before. Their originally ferocious eyes were now filled with fear.
"You have a completely yin body type, and they like the smell of you."
Fubao paused and then said to Master Fang.
"But luckily you didn't lose your virginity, otherwise you would have been torn to pieces by those ghosts long ago."
Mr. Fang was extremely embarrassed and looked around subconsciously.
Fortunately, no one seemed to hear it.
Wang Yanran tried her best to keep her face calm, but her heart was in turmoil.
When we get home, we must educate Fubao and tell him not to say such irrelevant words in public.
"Can you make these ghosts leave?"
Mr. Fang really doesn't want to see these ghosts anymore.
Fubao smiled and said, "No, you have to get used to seeing them."
"You belong to Fubao now. You will help Fubao summon his spirit from now on. You can't be afraid of these ghosts."
Master Fang wanted to faint, but his body suddenly became extremely strong and he couldn't faint at all.
"You're too timid. You need to practice. Just stay with them for two more days."
After Fubao finished speaking, he yawned and felt tired.
She is still just a little baby, she can't work too hard, she needs to sleep well so that she can grow tall.
Mr. Fang felt a little guilty. Fubao must have put in a lot of effort to save him.
"Thank you, Fubao!"
The little guy half-closed his eyes, thinking of an important thing he hadn't asked.
"May I have your name?"
"Fang Zhanrong!"
The little man nodded and thought of something else.
"That friend of yours isn't a good person, but now that you're better, he'll probably suffer some retaliation from the gods. Go check it out yourself. Also, cut down the bamboo and pine trees in your yard and plant peach trees!"
Fang Zhanrong nodded repeatedly. He had heard the conversation between Wang Yanran and her father just now.
Master Fang finally came to his senses, thanked Fubao, and quickly asked his servants to bring the gold over.
All the money in the house was converted into gold.
The glittering gold instantly refreshed Fubao.
"Wow, wow, so much gold."
“Hey, but Fang Zhanrong is one of us, so it’s not appropriate for him to ask for gold.
Forget it, forget it, I won’t take the gold this time, I’ll go earn gold from someone else next time.”
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