Su Linzhe felt wronged.
This wealthy businessman's woman wasn't someone he provoked.
Why did you take all your anger out on him?
The farce is over.
Although the banquet was ruined by those two idiots, the Su family had already achieved their goal.
No one will dare to bully Ping An anymore.
The wealthy families of Kyoto collectively protested: "Even if you don't hold a banquet, just letting Suya take him around will make us afraid to touch even one of these wealthy families. Besides, why would they bother a child?"
Another week has passed.
Early in the morning, Su Ya received a call from Master Wang.
Tianqing Temple has been renovated.
“Master Wang, we’ll go back today. Take your daughter to the Taoist temple. Have her abstain from meat for the next few days.”
Su Ya followed the instructions given to Master Wang by Master Changqing.
"Ping An, stay home and keep your parents company. Your sister and master will be back in a few days."
"Can't you take me with you?"
Master Changqing shook his head without making a sound.
Su Ya realized that summoning back Master Wang's daughter's soul wouldn't be an easy task.
"Ping An, no, the exam is in a few days. Didn't you want to be in the same class as your senior? If you don't pass the exam, you won't be in the same class as your senior, and you'll have to go to the first year of high school on your own."
Suya coaxed Ping An like she was a child.
"All right."
Ping An pouted.
This time, Su Ya didn't borrow Ye Qinchuan's helicopter. Su Ya now has enough money to buy hundreds of helicopters, but she still needs to apply for flight routes, which is too troublesome.
So Su Ya and Master Changqing flew to Quancheng. After sending his daughter and wife to the mountain, Master Wang specially returned to Quancheng to wait for Su Ya and the others.
By the time they arrived at Daishan, it was already July 14th.
The gates of hell open on the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month.
Master Changqing had already instructed Master Wang to prepare yellow paper, a dog, a rooster, twelve bundles of incense, rice, red dates, cinnabar, and candles.
Then they let Master Wang take his wife down the mountain.
July 15th.
Master Changqing kept looking at the celestial phenomena.
"Disciple, after I cast this spell, I will lose my vital energy. Remember to splash the dog's blood on the ground onto the spot I'm designating."
"I've got it."
Seeing the way Master Changqing was acting, Su Ya knew that this matter was very dangerous.
Master Changqing used cinnabar to draw a Tai Chi symbol in the courtyard of Tianqing Taoist Temple.
They then surrounded the entire Tianqing Temple with rice and red dates.
Place yellow paper in a bowl and light it.
Make Master Wang's daughter, Wang Luoling, drink it.
They lit three bundles of incense at each of the four corners: east, south, west, and north.
Then, Master Wang's daughter, Wang Luoling, was moved to the yin side of the Tai Chi symbol.
A circle of candles was lit around the Tai Chi symbol.
Rooster
Then, holding the peach wood sword in his hand, he jumped left and right like he was jumping rope. His posture was so agile that you couldn't tell he was already 60 years old.
He was muttering to himself.
Soon, the sky, which had been bright and sunny just moments before, suddenly darkened. It grew darker and darker until nothing could be seen except for the candles and the burning incense sticks in the four corners.
Master Changqing roared, "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Laozi, please appear quickly and move the Gates of Hell!"
Although Suya couldn't see, she had a feeling that many unknown things had appeared around her.
I don't know how long it lasted.
Su Ya saw Wang Luoling moving inside the Tai Chi symbol.
But no matter how she moved, she couldn't cross the candlelight outside the Tai Chi circle.
"Damn it, which bastard is trying to burn me alive?"
Wang Luoling suddenly started cursing.
Moreover, her voice was not like that of a teenage girl at all; it was particularly shrill and even had a bit of a theatrical tone.
"You're finally out?"
"Who are you, old Taoist priest?"
Wang Luoling raised her head.
"I am Master Changqing, the 37th generation leader of the Tianqing Sect?"
"Never heard of it."
"Speak, what's the matter that's preventing me from going back?"
"This little girl kindly lent you her body so that you could come out on the day the gates of hell open, breathe the air of the human world, and eat human food. And what did you do? When you went back, you actually took this little girl's soul with you. After that, this little girl was like a lifeless puppet. Where is your conscience?"
"What a joke! Talking about conscience with a ghost? Are you sure I even have that thing?"
"Since you want to become a heartless ghost, then I will grant your wish."
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits! Laozi, please show your power! Thunder God, please..."
The female ghost never expected that the old Taoist priest would start chopping people up without a word.
"Wait a minute."
"You old Taoist priest, your temper is too volatile. Be careful you don't get lost."
Master Changqing was so angry that his beard flew up.
"None of your business."
"It's my fault, really. It wasn't that I wanted to take her spirit with me, but this little girl and I are destined to be together."
"What fate has this? Do you want to be resurrected?"
"I don't want to."
"This little girl is supposed to be my great-great-great-granddaughter. I never imagined that I, an old ghost who has been dead for a thousand years, would meet my own descendant."
It turns out that Master Wang's daughter didn't like studying, but preferred magic and ghosts. One day, while she was learning to spin a pen, she accidentally summoned a thousand-year-old ghost.
The thousand-year-old ghost said she had a wish: to eat some human food and breathe some human air.
Wang Luoling agreed without even thinking about it.
The two agreed that on the day of death, Wang Luoling would go to a designated place to be possessed by the thousand-year-old ghost.
The opening time of this "Gate of Hell" is uncertain every year.
As it turned out, Wang Luoling's school was having make-up classes that day, and her father happened to be busy and couldn't pick her up.
This time, the place where the gates of hell opened was actually an alley outside the school.
Wang Luoling wanted to find the thousand-year-old ghost, but she found herself trapped in a ghost wall. Just when she finally saw the thousand-year-old ghost, the gates of hell were about to close.
In her haste, Wang Luoling's spirit followed the ancient ghost ancestor.
After that, he became a lost soul.
He's always spacing out, but he doesn't cause trouble.
They're just clueless and know nothing.
So you really can't blame the thousand-year-old ghost for this.
"Now you can release her soul, right?"
“I would like to, but she has been hiding in the underworld for a year. The yin energy there is too heavy and has damaged her soul. Even if she comes back, she will not live long.”
This was a problem that Master Changqing had considered before, fearing that the child's spirit would have already damaged his foundation after returning.
"So what are you going to do? Just watch your descendant look like a ghost, and her mother almost cried her eyes out. Her father traveled all over the country to get treatment for his daughter, and was cheated by countless people. Since you are her ancestor, how can you be so heartless?"
Suya couldn't help but speak up.
"This little kid is very quick-witted. I have an idea, but I don't know if you'd like to hear it?"
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