After the fortune-telling incident, Si Shui Liu Nian became curious about mysterious things, but when he heard An Rugu say that such things really existed, he said goodbye to them and left in a hurry.
——She doesn't want to face that kind of thing!
The seniors were being arranged to stay by the nanny and were carrying their luggage up the stairs. At the same time, Zhang Ling and his wife followed the nanny to help them settle down.
An Rugu's room was the first one on the second floor, not far from them, so everyone in the villa heard what An Rugu and the little Taoist priest said.
When everyone heard this, they were stunned. They felt a strong sense of absurdity and thought the person who spoke was joking.
How did An Rugu know that the other party would come at three o'clock?
How can it be so specific?
The cute little Taoist priest had the same idea. He looked up at An Rugu with his eyes wide open and asked the question everyone wanted to ask: "Sister, how did you know?"
An Rugu looked down at the little Taoist priest who was only as tall as her waist. A trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, as if she was surprised that he actually asked this question. She asked directly, "Don't you know?"
The question was thrown back, causing the experts to look at each other in bewilderment, and remain silent as if they were choked.
An Rugu's expression and tone were too serious, without any intention of showing off. She seemed to be just wondering why they didn't know, as if it was a matter of course.
They felt a sense of embarrassment and regret and began to doubt themselves.
Is it really because of my lack of ability?
It took them a long time to come back to their senses, and they were a little angry. Why should they feel sorry? Where in the world can there be such a powerful foresight technique? If there really is one, then the other party must be a half-immortal!
No matter how you look at it, it seems that An Rugu is bluffing!
Zhang Ling's family were outsiders and did not know the mysteries of predicting time. After hearing An Rugu's words, they were simply delighted. Since they knew what time the other party would come, they were mentally prepared.
Wang Jianguo scratched his head, glanced in the direction of An Rugu, then glanced in the direction of the masters, and made a decision: "The female ghost actually came at three o'clock, so you can really get some sleep and get enough rest so that you can exert your abilities."
Other masters: "..."
The other person was just bluffing, why did the boss believe it!
The young Taoist priest met An Rugu face to face, and he keenly felt that his sister, who had a calm temperament, would not lie, so he believed An Rugu's words 80%.
"But why didn't my master figure it out?" The young Taoist said to himself, then he walked out of the room and walked to the old Taoist, his eyes full of hope: "Master, that sister said that the female ghost will come at three o'clock tomorrow morning, is what she said true?"
As soon as the young Taoist priest finished speaking, everyone, including the host, looked towards the old Taoist priest.
Especially Zhang Ling and his wife, they looked at the old Taoist priest with eyes full of respect, not much different from those of the young Taoist priest.
Zhang Ling asked, "Yes, Taoist Wen Yang, is that thing really coming at three o'clock tomorrow? Why didn't you tell me before?"
If Zhang Ling were asked to choose the candidate she likes most from this group of experts, it would definitely be Taoist Master Wen Yang.
Taoist Priest Wen Yang came from Qingfeng Temple, the first Taoist temple in South City. He had a good reputation and had helped her friend solve problems. Taoist Priest Wen Yang was in his fifties, with half white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, and had a kind appearance. He met all of Zhang Ling's imaginations of a Taoist.
Taoist Priest Wen Yang: “…”
Under the burning gazes of the crowd, Taoist Wen Yang fell silent, pondering his words. After struggling for a long time, he could only answer honestly: "I am not proficient in divination."
When everyone heard this, they were inevitably a little disappointed, but then they thought, it's normal that everyone has their own expertise.
The young Taoist priest who admired Taoist Master Wen Yang the most pursed his lips, suddenly feeling a little disillusioned. How could his omnipotent master not be able to figure out such a small matter?
When the old Taoist saw the young Taoist's expression, he felt ashamed and annoyed. He rubbed the young Taoist's round face and was speechless.
It's not that he is incompetent, it's that what the other party said was too abstruse and completely beyond his ability and cognitive scope.
He thought about the divinations his friend who was proficient in divination usually did, and it seemed that they were not as accurate as this.
Wang Jianguo seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at the astrologer. This was the person he invited. He was aware of the other party's abilities. This person was proficient in divination!
"Master, what do you think?"
At this time, the astrologer picked up his crystal ball like a treasure, and a deep female voice came from under the hood: "The crystal ball gave me a picture, it looks like a grave. I guess that is the grave of the female ghost. As for what time the other party will come, I don't know."
“I see.”
Wang Jianguo asked around, but the experts were vague. Things gradually became clear, and no one could calculate the time, except An Rugu.
Wang Jianguo clapped his hands and laughed. An Rugu's image suddenly rose to a higher level in his mind, so he tried to smooth things over: "So, do you want to go to bed early like Miss An, or stay up all night? Don't worry, I will prepare tea and snacks for you, and I will definitely not neglect you."
Almost all the experts were skeptical about what An Rugu said, and for the sake of one million, they didn't want to listen to An Rugu.
What if the three o'clock was a smokescreen released by the competitor, and the female ghost didn't actually come at that time, and the other party dealt with it, then wouldn't the one million have flown away with wings?
After a moment's thought, everyone made a decision - to continue the night watch.
So, most people packed up their things and went downstairs to the sofa and marble table to prepare for the exorcism ceremony.
The scene was really like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their supernatural powers.
The old Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest took out peach wood swords and talismans from their luggage; the witch took out black donkey hooves, black dog blood, millet and other items... Even the monk who looked the calmest began to recite scriptures.
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There are many entertainments in modern society, and staying up late is a common thing. Zhang Ling and his wife and Wang Ke did not intend to sleep, and they could not sleep at all. After all, who can sleep peacefully when they know that ghosts are coming to claim their lives?
Zhang Ling and his wife pulled Wang Ke to sit on the sofa. They watched the expert tinkering with things, and they felt full of security.
With these experts around, my son will definitely be saved!
Wang Ke frowned when he saw that he was covered with a spell and sprinkled with strange smelly things. But he knew the dangers, so he took out his phone to watch short videos to divert his attention.
Everyone was so determined to get the one million that they were busy. Occasionally, someone would think of An Rugu who was sleeping soundly upstairs, and would smile softly. She hadn't prepared anything yet, so she must be giving up.
The second hand of the exquisite giant clock on the wall moved one tick at a time, time passed quickly, and it was eleven o'clock.
Everyone looked at the clock, paused, and with a shudder in their hearts, they took the prepared weapons in their hands, looking ready to go.
Eleven o'clock at night to one o'clock in the morning is commonly known as the Zi hour, which is also the time when yin and yang meet and the yin energy is the heaviest. The ancients often never went out at this time, just for fear of encountering something. Generally, ghosts often appear at the Zi hour when the yin energy is the heaviest.
As a result, everyone waited and waited for a long time. Until midnight passed and the time came to two o'clock, there was no movement around.
Everyone thought, could it really be three o'clock?
By two o'clock, the elderly man was already a little sleepy, but for the sake of one million, he had to try his best to hold on.
At this moment, there was a rustling sound suddenly coming from outside the window, and the light footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if something was approaching. It formed a great contrast with the room where you could hear a pin drop, which made people's scalp tingle.
"Oh my god, here she comes, here she comes."
When Wang Ke heard the unusual movement, he was so scared that he didn't even check his phone. He hugged his parents tightly, fearing that ghosts would come to claim his life.
Zhang Ling was also very scared, but she suppressed her fear and comforted her son: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here."
Wang Ke wanted to cry but had no tears. She thought of what An Rugu had said before: "Didn't that person say she would come at three o'clock? I'm not mentally prepared yet. This is more terrible than the exam being brought forward suddenly!"
The other experts who were eager to try disagreed.
The witch sneered softly, speaking for everyone else's inner thoughts: "You believed what they said."
Wang Ke realized that he had been fooled, and quickly begged these experts: "Why is she so unreliable? Then forget about her, you must protect me."
Everyone regained their position, put on mysterious smiles on their faces, and agreed one after another. The young Taoist priest once again cast an admiring gaze at his master, and Taoist Master Wen Yang smiled calmly.
I really don't know who put such an amateur like An Rugu in. When it comes to the critical moment, we still have to rely on him!
He pinched his fingers and made a spell, feeling the surrounding Yin Qi. There was a gust of Yin wind in the air, but it was not very thick, and the black air was a little thin. From this, it can be inferred that this ghost is not a fierce ghost!
It's just a ghost that is more powerful than ordinary ghosts.
Taoist Wen Yang gained confidence, stood up quickly, and picked up his peach wood sword with great determination.
If he didn't show off his skills like a weasel by pulling the door curtain, this group of people would really think he was incompetent!
Taoist Master Wen Yang walked to the window with the heaviest yin energy, pushed it open, got into position, and prepared to use the peach wood sword to pierce the ghost that was about to come in.
When Zhang Ling's family saw how brave Taoist Master Wen Yang was and his back looked like Superman, they were so moved that they almost burst into tears.
At the same time, a dog barked outside the window: "Woof woof woof, woof woof woof!"
The footsteps that were originally very light gradually became heavier, and a man's erratic voice was heard: "Stop making noise, stop making noise, or I'll beat you up, hiccup~"
Everyone went back to the window and saw that it was a man in a suit. He seemed to be drunk, and the dog of the owner of the villa next door started barking at him.
But the dog kept barking, and the man started barking like the dog. Maybe it was because the man barked too loudly, but the dog's voice gradually became smaller and stopped barking. The man left with satisfaction.
Taoist Priest Wen Yang: “…”
Zhang Ling's family: "..."
Taoist Master Wen Yang was extremely embarrassed. He coughed lightly and tried to make excuses for himself: "Well... I heard footsteps and was worried that it was a thief, so I came to check it out."
Everyone: “…”
I don't believe you. Didn't you look like you were going to catch ghosts or something like that just now?
Taoist Master Wen Yang knew that he had made a mistake, so he had to tell the information he had obtained to change the subject: "I saw a lot of negative energy in the house at that time, and I thought that the female ghost was coming. It turned out that this negative energy was left by the female ghost last time. Do you know what this means?"
Zhang Ling and her family shook their heads, not understanding anything at all.
The witch sighed and wavered in her heart: "That female ghost left behind so much Yin energy after she left. Her strength must be extraordinary!"
This one million is nothing compared to life.
These masters gradually divided into two camps. The powerful ones on one side decided to catch ghosts, while the weaker ones on the other side had already started packing their bags.
The second hand moved one by one, and before we knew it, it was three o'clock in the morning. The seniors were busy communicating, and no one noticed that it was already three o'clock. The temperature gradually dropped, and the coolness climbed up from the toes to the body, making people feel hairy all over.
Wang Ke rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and turned to look at his parents on the sofa: "Did you turn up the air conditioner? Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"
"No, I've been here the whole time, how can I turn on the air conditioner?"
"The temperature was just right before, why should I adjust the air conditioner?"
Just as they were wondering, suddenly, the main light in the living room went out for some reason, and the room fell into darkness, with only the moonlight coming in from the window to provide barely enough illumination.
"What the hell!?"
"What happened? Is there a power outage?"
Wang Ke's family was horrified, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. The masters quickly grabbed their weapons and looked around quickly.
The witch took some time to comfort Wang Ke: "Stop talking, she's coming!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling quickly hugged her son, who was about to faint from fear, and held him tightly, fearing that the ghost would come to claim her life.
Suddenly, a shrill laugh reached everyone's ears, making people's hair stand on end. The woman in the bright red wedding dress turned around, revealing her true face under the extremely gloomy air and moonlight.
She was wearing a phoenix coronet and a bridal robe with a tight waist and sleeves that reached her knees. Her hair was tied into an exquisite bun, and as she turned around, the golden hairpin swayed slowly.
She was looking for someone in the crowd, and when she saw the slovenly Wang Ke lying on the sofa, her eyes paused, as if she was thinking about something. After a long time, she made up her mind and walked over.
She held a hydrangea made of red silk in her right hand. Holding one end of the red silk, she slowly walked in front of Wang Ke in the shocked eyes of everyone, smiled shyly, and handed the other end of the red silk to Wang Ke.
Her manners were excellent, and she must have been trained. She was probably from a wealthy family.
But Wang Ke didn't dare to appreciate it at all. He hid back in fear and stammered, "You, what are you doing?!"
The woman blushed when she heard this, and said angrily, "Of course I'm here to pick you up, husband, you're so stupid."
Wang Ke: “!!!”
Wang Ke was so scared that she pushed the red silk at hand away and said, "I'm not your husband. I don't even recognize you."
"It's enough that I know you." The female ghost lowered her head and smiled shyly. She was not angry because of Wang Ke's resistance. She handed the red silk to Wang Ke again: "Today is a great day for our wedding. Don't delay it. If you delay the time, you will definitely blame me."
Wang Ke was speechless. Why was this female ghost talking to herself? He was already hiding from her, so how could he be in a hurry to marry her?
Are you crazy!
Wang Ke hurriedly wanted to find someone to help him. He turned his gaze in the direction of the masters, but found that they were standing still for some reason. He shouted loudly: "Don't just stand there and watch. Come and help me, or she will really take me away!"
However, no one moved, as if they had been paused. Wang Ke looked closely and found something unusual. The masters had not spoken for a long time. They stood still, staring at this place with their eyes fixed.
He turned around and saw that his parents were also motionless. His mother's eyes moistened when she saw him being haunted by the ghost, and a tear fell.
Oops, they're all pinned down!
"It's just a small spell to freeze the body." Seeing Wang Ke being so silly, the female ghost smiled and said, "I have waited for you for so many years, and I have learned something."
"If you like this spell, I can teach you when you become like me." The ghost girl blushed, "After all, if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog."
The ghost girl became more and more excited as she spoke, and she had already made clear arrangements for her married life: "By the way, you haven't looked as handsome as before recently, and I don't like it. You must get back to your original appearance, otherwise I will be unhappy. If I am unhappy, I will abandon you and find someone else."
Wang Ke felt like crying but had no tears, yet he also felt a little sad. Was he really chosen because of his handsomeness?
It's a sin to be handsome!
But when he thought about what the female ghost had just said, "just like her", and that she was probably going to turn him into a ghost too, the joy in his heart immediately disappeared.
How sad would his parents and girlfriend be if they knew about this?
In a hurry, he threw the red silk that the ghost girl handed to him to the ground, stepped on it twice, and cursed: "I already have a girlfriend, and we are going to get married soon. You are greedy for my body, you are a slut!"
When the female ghost heard his words, the smile on her face froze, her expression became gloomy, and a dangerous smell filled the air.
Just when Wang Ke thought he would be killed on the spot, the female ghost suddenly restrained her momentum and did not attack on the spot, but she was no longer as friendly as before.
She said seriously and firmly: "I can only be your wife."
Wang Ke was surprised at the other party's shamelessness, and forgot his inner fear, blurting out: "Why? Who do you think you are?"
At the same time, a strange, clear voice came to Wang Ke's ears: "She was your wife in your previous life."
All the people and the ghosts looked up and found that An Rugu was standing on the stairs on the second floor, looking down from above.
Zhang Ling and the others saw that the masters they had invited with great effort were speechless and unable to move. However, An Rugu was strolling leisurely in the garden, not being controlled by any spells of immobilization at all.
There was a flash of horror and realization in their eyes.
It turns out that the real master is right beside them!
Seeing that An Rugu was out of control, the female ghost was worried that An Rugu would kill her, so she wanted to pounce on her. However, when she took a closer look, she found that there was nothing on her.
There was no peach wood sword, no black donkey hoof, no talismans or anything like that, and there was no intention of chanting any spell.
There was an ordinary Five Emperors Coin on his arm, but it was not a threat to her.
It seems that the other party does not have any ill will towards her like that group of old Taoist priests and bald monks.
The female ghost then restrained her movements and even bowed politely: "Master, you are right. I am honored to be here."
Everyone: “!!!”
Wang Ke: “???”
What the hell, is this female ghost his wife in his previous life?
An Rugu slept soundly. When she woke up, it was already past two o'clock. After washing up, she went downstairs. When she realized that the female ghost had come, she was ready to capture her, but she seemed to have no ill intentions, so she just waited and watched.
The female ghost has no blood debt, which means she has never harmed anyone.
She is not a person who cannot distinguish between good and evil. If Wang Ke has a grudge with the female ghost, or if he has harmed the female ghost, she will let the two communicate properly and figure out what is going on. She will not kill the ghost at will.
When she saw the ghost girl clearly, she realized her identity.
It was not until the female ghost was angered by Wang Ke and was about to take away souls that she spoke out to stop him.
Amid the admiring and curious gazes of the crowd, An Rugu slowly walked up to the female ghost, his eyes fell on the two of them, and he seemed to sigh: "Why bother?"
Everyone was very confused. What did he mean by "Why?" What was going on between this female ghost and Wang Ke?
Only the female ghost could understand An Rugu's words. She smiled shyly and held the hydrangea, a symbol of eternal love, in her arms: "We agreed to be husband and wife in all our lives. Whoever goes first will wait on the Yellow Springs Road, reincarnate together, and still be husband and wife in the next life. I waited for him for four hundred and twelve years, but found out that he had already reincarnated. What should I do? Since the mountain doesn't belong to me, I will come to the mountain."
Everyone: “!!!”
Wang Ke: “!!!”
An Rugu glanced at the panicked Wang Ke and said calmly, "But you are not destined to be together in this life. Even if his wife is not someone else, it will not be you as a ghost. You have no blood debt and you can be reborn in a good way in the next life. Why do you have to cling to this man? If you can't forget, drink Mengpo soup and you will forget everything.
If you really take his soul away and harm a living person, then you will have committed a serious mistake and become a wanted evil ghost. If you are caught by the underworld, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell. Is it worth it?"
The female ghost had been waiting for so many years and had heard so many words like this that her ears were callused and she had no patience for other people's condescending preaching.
How do others know that her love for Wang Lang is as strong as gold?
But An Rugu was different. Her tone was pure doubt, not condescending advice. It seemed that she was really just weighing the pros and cons, curious whether it was worth it.
The ghost girl softened her attitude and began to explain herself. She told me the past: "My father was a wealthy local businessman and treated me very well. He was worried that I would be bullied by my mother-in-law if I went to another family, so he asked me to marry a man. Among so many people, I fell in love with Wang Lang at first sight. Although he was a poor scholar, he was the most handsome. Later I learned that he was a famous handsome young man in the area. However, he was in poor health and died before he reached the age of thirty. He told me that the love of this life should be repaid in the next life."
There was a hint of nostalgia in the ghost girl's tone. Her eyes fell on Wang Ke's dusty face on the sofa. She paused, then turned her head away as if she couldn't bear to look any further.
She simply looked at An Rugu, her eyes wandering over her face, a faint blush on her cheeks, how could this woman be so beautiful, the more she looked at her, the more amazing she was. After seeing her, she didn't want to look at Wang Lang, who was now so ugly.
If she were a man...
Oh no, I can’t think about it anymore, her husband is Wang Lang!
The female ghost tried hard to collect her thoughts, picked up the red silk on the ground, and prepared to hook Wang Ke's soul away. As if she thought of something, she turned her head to look at An Rugu and decided to let her go: "I don't know how you escaped the spell of immobilization, but I know more than that. If you don't want to die, you'd better leave quickly."
Then he forcefully stuffed the red silk into Wang Ke's hand, raised his hand and slapped Wang Ke's shoulder hard, pinching his soul and pretending to pull him away.
Wang Ke's parents were so angry that they wished they could die instead. The masters on the other side were even more distressed when they saw that they were powerless and might even lose their lives.
Wang Ke's soul was grabbed, and he vaguely felt that he was about to leave his body. The scrolling kaleidoscope of life flashed before his eyes. He opened his mouth but was too weak to speak, so he could only think silently.
Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, but I didn't know I made such a promise in my previous life!
However, at this moment, a hollow sigh came from my ear: "If that's the case, don't blame me."
An Rugu untied the Five Emperors' Coins on his arm and threw them into the female ghost's hand. The female ghost screamed as if she was scalded by boiling water and withdrew her hand in pain. The soul-collecting process was forced to be interrupted.
"ah!"
The female ghost felt a burning pain, and when she looked more closely, she saw that her entire right hand had turned into nothingness and disappeared, leaving only an empty arm.
Her eyes fell on the culprit on Wang Ke's knees, and she was horrified: "Five Emperors' Coins? This is impossible. How could ordinary Five Emperors' Coins hurt me?!"
An Rugu was a little confused when he heard this: "This is the Five Emperors' Coin that I came to consecrate. What's the difference?"
The female ghost covered her arm and looked at An Rugu in horror.
She had seen the Five Emperors' Coins, a magical tool for exorcising evil spirits. Compared with what she threw out, there was a world of difference. So when she saw what An Rugu had in her hand, she was not afraid at all.
As a result, compared with ordinary Five Emperors' Coins, the Anrugu Five Emperors' Coins are like missiles to machine guns!
The female ghost suspected that An Rugu was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, deliberately plotting against her. In fact, An Rugu really didn't know, and she had never seen the Five Emperors' Coins made by others, so she had no way to compare.
At this moment, the Five Emperors' Coins fell from the ghost girl's hand and landed on Wang Ke's legs. Wang Ke immediately broke free from the shackles, his body returned to normal, and he quickly hugged the Five Emperors' Coins as if they were a treasure. There was no moment more clearly than now that he realized that this thing was a life-saving thing!
Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she felt even more annoyed. She had bought a Five Emperors Coin when she went to Chuyun Temple, but she didn't take it seriously, thinking it was a lucky charm, and put it in a box when she got home. If she had known that the Five Emperors Coin was so powerful, she would have definitely kept it close to her.
The female ghost looked at An Rugu seriously for the first time. After a long time, she found that she could not see through her cultivation level. She had to show weakness with moist eyes: "Master, it was he who made a vow to me. I came to him to fulfill the agreement. Am I wrong?"
Wang Ke's parents and the elders could not move, but seeing the pitiful look of the female ghost, with an expression of great sorrow, they couldn't help but be touched.
She waited for Wang Ke for more than 400 years for a promise. If there is true love in the world, it would probably look like this female ghost.
The balance in their hearts inevitably tilted a little towards the female ghost.
Even after Wang Ke figured out what happened, he still felt sorry for the female ghost and was very upset.
He and his girlfriend are just an ordinary campus love. It's not that they love each other that much, he just thinks that she is the best person he can find.
It turns out that the female ghost's love for him is so strong that there is only him in her eyes, as hot as the sun, which even moved him a little.
Who doesn’t want to have such a devoted and loyal lover?
Moreover, the female ghost looked pretty good. Wang Ke's heart was slightly moved, like ripples in the water of a pond.
If you are with such a person, you must be very happy.
However, at this time, An Rugu said coldly: "You are wrong."
Others: “?”
Facing the ghost's puzzled gaze, An Rugu said, "You violated the will of the underworld and intended to take away the soul of a mortal. This is disloyalty. You ignored the wishes of the parents of the person you love and insisted on separating them from each other. This is unfilial. You ignored the thoughts of the person you love and forced a marriage contract. This is unkindness. You interfered with the relationship of the person you love. This is unrighteousness. You are unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous. How dare you tell me that you are not wrong?"
An Rugu's words were like thunder, deafening and making everyone dazed.
The ghost girl burst into tears upon hearing this, tears streaming down her face like crazy. She seemed not to be able to accept that she was such a despicable person, and could only retort, "But he is Wang Lang!"
An Rugu became more indifferent: "After a mortal drinks Meng Po soup, all his memories of the past become empty. They are no longer the same person. You must know this, but you still came. Do you love him, or do you love yourself more?"
The female ghost seemed to have lost all her strength. She collapsed to the ground, covering her face and crying. Her mournful cries could be heard everywhere.
Four hundred years had long worn away her love for Wang Ke, and she waited until later just to wait for a result and an answer. When she knew that the other party had been reincarnated, she wanted to choose someone to devour.
It turned out that the other party was a hypocritical person. How dare he lie to her!
The reason why she came to find Wang Ke's reincarnation was that she didn't want to admit that she didn't know people well.
She is not willing to give in!
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Because she was almost collapsed, her immobilization spell lost its effect, and everyone was finally able to move. The masters held their magic weapons tightly, but they saw the strength of the female ghost and did not dare to get too close. Instead, they quietly walked to the corner.
The people who retreated looked at each other and found that others were as timid as themselves, and awkward smiles appeared on their faces.
Wang Ke's parents tried hard to suppress the fear of facing the female ghost and hugged Wang Ke tightly.
Wang Ke looked at the beautiful and gentle female ghost in front of him with a dazed and somewhat absent-minded expression.
An Rugu looked at the collapsed female ghost and vaguely guessed some truth in her heart.
If the female ghost had studied economics, she would probably know why she was so obsessed.
——Sunk costs.
Because the sunk cost is too high, this gambler has already lost everything, but he still wants to gamble with red eyes. He is unwilling and cannot accept the reality that he has lost everything.
After some twists and turns, it was almost dawn. The daytime sunlight was directly harmful to ghosts.
The female ghost was caught off guard and picked up by An Rugu.
"Come back to the temple with me."
Afterwards, An Rugu took the luggage she had just packed and prepared to leave.
Although everyone stayed awake all night, they had no intention of sleeping and were extremely excited.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling hurriedly spoke to persuade him to stay: "Master, don't leave."
An Rugu: "The money will be transferred to my account."
Zhang Ling and his wife: "..."
Other experts: “…”
Zhang Ling quickly said, "Oh, okay, okay, but we haven't treated you properly yet, why don't you stay for dinner?"
After what happened just now, Zhang Ling finally realized that this low-key person is the true master!
She quietly looked at the masters next to her and sighed imperceptibly. These masters were just like ordinary people when they encountered the female ghost. They couldn't move at all. It was too lame.
The masters: “…”
That’s a four hundred year old female ghost with powerful magical powers!
But the superiors dared not speak out, after all, they really did not contribute anything.
An Rugu turned around and looked at her in surprise, and raised the female ghost who was doubting her life: "You want to treat her to a meal?"
Zhang Ling smiled awkwardly: "I dare not."
An Rugu: "I will take her back to pray for her soul to rest in peace."
Zhang Ling nodded, and then mentioned her intention: "Master, do you still have the Five Emperors Coins? I want to buy a few more."
She just saw that when the Five Emperors' Coins were thrown out, the female ghost's hands were burned off. It was so serious that she had to give it to all her family members.
An Rugu looked at the Five Emperors' Coins in Wang Ke's hand and said, "I can sell this to you. You need to go to Chuyun Temple to buy the others."
Zhang Ling agreed repeatedly, and then said: "Master, this place is a bit far from Chuyun Temple. I'll ask the driver to take you back."
An Rugu then turned around and left the villa.
Wang Ke held the Five Emperors' Coins in his hand and quietly looked at the female ghost in An Rugu's hand. He seemed to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, he said nothing.
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Because the negative energy dissipated and the female ghost did not want to show up, the driver and passers-by only saw An Rugu's hands at her side and did not know that her empty hands were holding the female ghost's clothes.
The female ghost is now most sad because she is heartbroken. She is doubting her life and no longer cares about her own situation.
If An Rugu wants to help her to be reborn, then let her be reborn.
But when An Rugu approached the Taoist temple, the female ghost finally reacted, terrified, and begged, "Master, don't take me in!"
Taoist temples worship true gods, so if a ghost goes in, wouldn't that be seeking death?
Then, the female ghost was so scared that she was shaking: "No, Master, although it is difficult to reincarnate in the underworld, I can still get a chance if I work hard. I don't want to be reduced to ashes!"
However, An Rugu ignored her wishes and took her forward. The female ghost wanted to break free, but she was completely unable to do so. She was as tragic as a white crane waiting to be killed.
She closed her eyes and thought, she would have no memories after reincarnation anyway, so it would be no different from being reduced to ashes, so let it be reduced to ashes.
However, after a long time, she did not feel any pain until she opened her eyes out of curiosity and found herself in a Taoist temple.
An Rugu looked down at the female ghost lying on the ground, holding her head and shaking: "What's your name?"
She had marked the female ghost with her own mark long ago, so the real god in the Taoist temple would not do anything to her.
Seeing that the other party didn't want to harm her, the female ghost felt relieved and answered honestly: "My name is Shang Yue."
"Shang Yue, I will pray for your soul to be reborn. You didn't commit any serious mistakes as a ghost, so you should be able to be reborn in a good way and not end up as an animal."
Seeing this, Shang Yue pinched the corner of his clothes, raised his eyes to look at An Rugu, and said with hope: "Master, can you not help me to be liberated?"
"Why, do you still want to find that person?"
Shang Yue quickly shook her head: "No, I definitely didn't. I've let it go. They are no longer the same person. There's no point in getting entangled with them any further."
The most important thing is... Wang Ke is too ugly now, so ugly that she doesn't even want to look at him, and even doubts her own vision.
"So what do you want to do?"
Shang Yue answered truthfully: "If you send me down now, I will have to queue up again, and it may take hundreds of years before it is my turn."
An Rugu was a little curious: "What's going on?"
Shang Yue, as a person who has experienced the underworld, knows the things in the underworld very well. She said, "There are too many ghosts in the underworld, but there are too few newborn babies now. There are simply not enough to go around. We can't assign those who need to be reborn as humans to the animal realm, so they have to queue up. The queue is getting harder every year. If I start queuing now, I'm afraid it will take more than 200 years."
It's too cold and lonely underground, far less enjoyable than the hustle and bustle of the human world. Shang Yue doesn't want to go to the underworld.
An Rugu: “…”
She looked at Shang Yue, feeling a little conflicted. Shang Yue actually knew magic, and had basically entered the realm of ghost cultivation. If she was saved, she could easily escape the control of the underworld, and might even cause trouble.
An Rugu then asked: "Where do you want to go?"
Shang Yue didn't have any place she wanted to go, and she knew her freedom was not hers, so she offered her courtesy: "Master, I'll be wherever you think I should be."
An Rugu seemed to be meeting Shang Yue for the first time. She didn't expect that this man had such a servile temperament.
She thought about it and suddenly an inspiration came to her.
The Izumo Temple was a large place, and it took several hours every day just to clean it. Although An Rugu didn't hate cleaning, it was a bit of a waste of time.
"How about you help me with the chores at the Taoist temple?"
Shang Yue thought it was a good idea and quickly agreed: "Okay."
An Rugu's eyes fell on Shang Yue's bright red phoenix coronet and bridal robe: "You can't wear this dress anymore. Do you have any other clothes?"
"Yes." Shang Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice, lifted her skirt and turned around, and changed her clothes into a simple short T-shirt and long pants.
This is the clothes that Shang Yue saw passers-by transform into. Ordinary ghosts are completely unable to do this and can only wear paper clothes.
An Rugu did not ask her where she got the chance to learn magic. After all, everyone has their own secrets, so there is no need to delve into them. Then, she handed the job over to Shang Yue.
Shang Yue swept the floor with ease and care, not like a lady who once lived a life of luxury.
When An Rugu asked about this, Shang Yue answered truthfully: "After I died, no one would take care of me. I have been relying on myself all these years."
Putting a ghost in a Taoist temple is unheard of. If there were any Taoist priests there, they would probably be shocked.
But An Rugu was not afraid of ghosts. The Taoist temple worshiped real gods. If Shang Yue had bad intentions, she would not have to do anything. The other party would be wiped out. If Shang Yue ran away, she had her mark on her body, and the other party would not be able to make any trouble.
An Rugu got rid of the chores and relaxed over a cup of tea. His cell phone dinged, and when he opened it, he saw that one million had been transferred into his bank card. It was the one million yuan in remuneration transferred by Zhang Ling.
She felt a little emotional. Shang Yue was so cooperative. She didn't do anything, but she got one million. Could she be given a second Shang Yue?
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The next day was the time for the third live broadcast.
She walked into the room, turned on her desktop computer, and activated the live broadcast software and camera.
As soon as the live broadcast began, many viewers flocked in.
【The missing people return! 】
[Grandma, the anchor you follow is on air! ]
[You broadcast three days a month. You are amazing. Even the donkeys in the production team don't dare to rest like this.]
Facing the audience's ridicule, An Rugu remained calm. She just seldom broadcast live and did not stand for an appointment, so she would not take the blame.
She spoke the lines about the process more and more skillfully: "Today, I will only count three hexagrams. I will hold a lottery and draw three predestined people."
At the same time, Shark is in a live broadcast room with five million followers.
Game anchor Egg and his teammates captured the opponent's crystal, and a huge "victory" and gorgeous cutscenes were displayed on the screen.
After playing games for a whole morning, he felt a little tired, so he looked at the comments: "I can't take it anymore, brothers. I'm a little tired."
[How can a man say he is tired? ]
[Okay, type Egger's kidney deficiency on the public screen.]
[You used to play games all night without feeling tired, but today you only played for half a day. If you want to be perfunctory to your fans, just tell me directly. I will never forgive you! ]
Iger laughed and waved his hand: "If you want to see me die suddenly, just tell me. I don't want to play anymore. How about I play a video for you and you can watch it."
At this time, a comment caught Egg's attention: [What's so good about the video? Why not check the room. ]
Egg rubbed his chin, thinking it was feasible, so he nodded: "Okay, let's check the room. Which anchor do you want to watch?"
The barrage of comments began to report their favorite anchors, including the beautiful anchors from the Shark platform and Egg's former teammates.
"Go see AZ? Forget it, he's just playing games and doesn't talk, it's boring."
Iger then reopened a browser, opened the Shark platform and entered the homepage, looking for the target casually.
Suddenly, his cat jumped from the ground in front of him, causing his hand to slip and click on a partition.
He calmed the cat down and looked at the section, his eyes flashing with confusion: "What is this section for? Hey, there is a fortune-telling live broadcast room here, is it true? This is the first time I've seen it."
He curiously clicked on the fortune-telling live room.
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