Huoyun Temple, in the backyard.

Qingyuan was like a furious lion, puffing out his beard and glaring at his junior nephew in front of him, demanding an explanation from the other party.

You know, so many people came in today, which scared him a lot. All of them asked to rent a room.

Qingyuan will certainly welcome one or two of them and will even actively promote them.

But if so many people came at once, it would definitely not be a good thing, so he wisely did not agree, but instead called for help urgently.

"Uncle Master, don't be anxious. We have a set of rules for moving in!"

"I will definitely not cause any trouble to my uncle. Hehe, this is actually a good deed, and my uncle can also benefit from it."

The prerequisite for opening the side rooms is that they must be truly destined to be with you, so that your efforts will not be in vain.

As for what it takes to be considered a destined person? Of course, it's still the same old rules, just draw lots to decide!

People who come to ask for help can only get a house if they draw the "best lot", which means they are destined to be together.

Each lucky draw can only allow one month of stay. They can re-enter the lottery, and if they still get a lucky draw, it means their fate is not over and they can continue to stay.

"Great! How long have you been down the mountain this time? How did your little head become so smart?"

"Then I'll do as you say, nephew. Hehe, if we run into those rich people, I'll ask for a high price. You won't disagree, right?"

Qingyuan clenched his hands and asked with a serious expression.

He noticed today that among the many people who came, a large proportion were rich, although this seemed a bit like taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

But is this for myself? Obviously not. I want to make more money so that I can have money to give the ancestor a golden body!

The ancestors feel comfortable and will be more willing to protect them. This will benefit both parties and is the long-term solution.

"Hehe, uncle-master is the current abbot of the temple. You can handle these small matters yourself, uncle-master. Don't worry about it, oh!"

Yaoyao said in a baby voice

This invisible flattery actually made Qingyuan feel comfortable. He had been frowning all morning, and at this moment his brows finally relaxed slowly.

However, he seemed to have thought of something and paused before speaking.

"Now that the rules are in place, it won't be difficult to implement them. But someone has asked you for help. I think his fate is... really bad."

"Uncle Master, I can't stop you. You have to do it yourself."

Qingyuan had nothing to feel embarrassed about. After all, the new generation pushes the old generation forward. So what does it matter if the younger generation is better than him?

Those who are complaining are definitely the ones who say the grapes are sour because they can't eat them. Qingyuan is not an old stubborn person who cares too much about face.

With his current cultivation level, he is among the best even among the former temple masters, so there is no need for him to feel inferior.

Therefore, if you encounter something that you cannot do, it is best to ask for help in time to avoid making things worse.

"Hmm? Since Master-uncle is so powerful, he said so. Then let's go and take a look."

"Where are the people?" Yaoyao responded tactfully.

Qingyuan felt very comfortable after hearing this conversation. He nodded, turned around and went to the side room with his beloved nephew.

......

In the side room, Xie Shuyi looked a little nervous, picking up and putting down the teacup in his hand.

He glanced at his heartless nephew who was addicted to playing 'TIMI', and finally couldn't control his temper.

"Play, play, play. It's already this late and you still want to play!"

Xie Shuyi changed his usual kind-hearted and compassionate personality and hit his little nephew hard on the head with his backhand.

The sound was clear and pleasant, and it made Xie Xuan run away with his head in his hands, completely ignoring the hero in his hand. When he reacted, he found that he was already dead.

He was currently waiting at the spring for resurrection, and now he had some free time. He raised his head angrily.

He said in a cold voice: "Uncle, what are you doing? You are killing me. I am playing ranked!"

Xie Shuyi looked at his angry little nephew in front of him, slowly withdrew his hand, and calmly pressed the forbidden step in his hand.

"If you continue playing, I will tell your parents. I believe they don't want to see you addicted to games even more than I do."

"By then, it won't just be a loss in a qualifying match. You'll probably have to hand in your phone as well."

"Don't blame your uncle for being unreasonable. I'll give you one more chance. Think about it carefully."

These few casual words instantly calmed down Xie Xuan, who was originally full of anger.

He smiled flatteringly and said in a very servile manner: "Uncle, what are you talking about? How can I not care about you!"

"Don't worry, the temple master said he's going to get help. Your trouble will be solved soon. Don't scare yourself."

Although my uncle seems to be very calm at ordinary times, he is actually just an ordinary person.

For ordinary people, the fear of death is ingrained in their bones. When the young uncle was irritable, he expressed his understanding and gave him some caring comfort.

"You've changed so quickly. Your cell phone is really your Achilles' heel!"

Seeing that his nephew quickly admitted his mistake, Xie Shuyi no longer had the urge to find fault with him.

He took a deep breath. What he was worried about at the moment was how to persuade the latter if he was unwilling.

Does the other person like money or something else?

Xie Shuyi originally wanted to please the other party, but unfortunately his time was too short and he had no time to inquire, so he had to come in a hurry.

That's why he was unsure about this unprepared battle.

While I was thinking, I heard footsteps outside, and the door was pushed open with a creaky sound. I saw the abbot who I had met in the morning, coming back.

However, there were more little babies around him.

"This must be... the little master. Nice to meet you."

After listening to some scientific knowledge from his nephew, Xie Shuyi realized that the only one with real power in Huoyun Temple was the little kid in front of him.

While he was sizing up the person, Yaoyao was also sizing up the other person. Just with one glance, she understood why her uncle said it was a big trouble.

The blood cloud on the fate palace of this destined person has reached the point where it can no longer be covered. Logically speaking, a person with this face should have died long ago.

But he is still alive. It is not because of luck, but because of his fate of Sha Po Lang, which has preserved his life.

This kind of fate itself is extremely bad, but they say that one will not die unless there is a life-or-death crisis.

To put it in the words of ordinary people, this is called a disaster that will last for a thousand years, and Sha Po Lang is the source of disaster.

People with this kind of physique will attract ghosts from a hundred miles around, or even wider, when faced with a life-or-death crisis.

This big brother is so unlucky that his life-or-death crisis happened during the "Zhongyuan Festival", which is a miserable time when hundreds of ghosts roam at night.

Now with this fuel adding to the raging fire, if things go wrong, thousands of ghosts will gather together and the scene will be absolutely terrifying.

Ordinary Xuanmen monks, as long as they have any ability, would not dare to accept it once they have calculated this step, even if they are beaten to death, after all, accepting it means certain death.

This is also the reason why this elder brother has money, but he can't find any help.

However, just because others are afraid doesn’t mean Yaoyao is the same.

On the contrary, her eyes lit up strangely. You know, she was originally thinking about how to find these ghosts, after all, they were too scattered.

Now, it's delivered to her doorstep. For a moment, the look in her eyes when she looked at people was flashing with light.

Xie Shuyi was not clear about the connection between them. For some reason, under such a gaze, he trembled inexplicably.