The Duke Zhenguo's Mansion.

As soon as it got dark, the whole mansion was filled with cold and eerie winds. The servants did not even dare to raise their heads as they were extremely busy.

In the large open space in the middle of the yard, there was a table covered with a yellow cloth. On it were a large copper stove, a peach wood sword, incense and many other things used for rituals. There were more than a dozen monks and Taoists, and it was a grand scene.

"Master, will this work?" The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo looked worried.

His son was born on July 15th. Every year, the Duke of Zhenguo would invite many monks and Taoists on this day, but to no avail. The next day, his son was as weak as if he had lost half his life. It took him half a year to recover.

This happens repeatedly, and as a mother, it is natural that she feels extremely distressed.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I went to Baoguo Temple a month in advance to invite eminent monks, including the famous Master Daotian. You can rest assured with them here." The Duke of Zhenguo comforted.

"But--------"

"Mom, please don't worry. This Taoist master Daotian is very powerful. I heard that he has performed magic for nobles in the palace. There must be no problem.

As long as nothing happens tonight, I will go and smash the gate of Prince Mo's Mansion tomorrow. That damn woman Ye Xingchen actually said that a female ghost sucked my essence tonight, I will beat her to death!" Yan Tianming said angrily.

He was the late-born son of the Duke of Zhenguo. He grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, was doted on by his parents, and had an elder sister who was a concubine. Naturally, he was flattered and fawned upon by others, and no one dared to curse him to his face.

"What? Ye Xingchen actually dared to curse my son. Who is she, an unpopular Princess Mo? I'm going to settle the score with her right now!" Lady Zhenguogong said angrily.

"Even if Ye Xingchen is not favored, she is still the princess of Prince Mo. We must give Prince Mo some face. Tomorrow, I will go to the emperor to file a complaint and ask His Majesty to punish her!" The Duke of Zhenguo was also furious.

Daring to curse his son is outrageous.

"Mom, don't go yet. She said her son's life is in danger tonight. I will stand in front of her unharmed tomorrow and smash her face!" Yan Tianming said gritting his teeth.

The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo thought about it and it made sense: "Okay, then wait until after tonight. The noble ladies in the capital are all on good terms with me. I will exclude her to death."

Soon it was midnight, and the whole Zhenguo Mansion was filled with a howling cold wind, which seemed to be mixed with the laughter of women, making people's scalps tingle.

All the maids and servants avoided the situation and hid in their own rooms, closing the doors tightly. No one dared to come out.

In the middle of the yard, Yan Tianming sat in the middle, with a dozen monks sitting around him chanting scriptures loudly. The Master Daotian next to him even picked up a copper bell and performed a ritual, surrounding Yan Tianming and speaking eloquently.

The Duke of Zhenguo and his wife hid in the nearest room. Because they were worried about their son, they pasted yellow talismans on the door, leaving only a gap so that they could see what was happening outside.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and Yan Tianming, who had originally had a calm expression, suddenly looked painful. His whole body began to tremble, his face became paler and paler, and he kept waving his hands.

"Get out, get out, all of you get out!" Yan Tianming cursed.

The lady of the Duke of Zhenguo in the room had a tense expression on her face: "Master, what happened to my son? Is there really a ghost here?"

The Duke of Zhenguo also frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. The mansion is covered with yellow talismans to drive away evil spirits. With so many monks, there will be no problem."

He tried to comfort himself, but when he saw his son falling to the ground in agony, rolling back and forth, the Duke of Zhenguo clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Although they couldn't see the evil spirit, they could tell from their son's actions that the evil spirit was very difficult to deal with.

The monks chanting outside had cold sweat on their foreheads, and it seemed that something was swaying behind them.

Suddenly, the handle of the copper bell in Master Daotian's hand fell off. He immediately picked up the peach wood sword and swung it vigorously: "Evil ghost, retreat quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his peach wood sword broke.

A gust of wind blew and the entire table was blown to the ground. The things on it were scattered all over the yard. Even Master Daotian was blown several meters away.

"Evil ghost, evil ghost!" Taoist Master shouted and immediately took out the yellow talisman to suppress it.

Some of the younger monks were so frightened that they fainted. Other monks rushed over again, but before they could even recite any sutras, they were knocked away by the evil spirit.

"Ghost, the evil ghost is here to take our lives!" Someone shouted, and the monks were frightened half to death and ran away crawling.

Master Daotian held on: "Evil ghost, let go of Master Yan immediately, otherwise I will kill you all today!" As he said that, he used all the magic weapons on his body to eliminate demons.

But this evil ghost was too powerful, and Master Daotian was defeated. He was knocked more than ten meters away by the evil ghost. He fell heavily to the ground and spit out blood.

"I'm sorry, Duke Zhenguo, you'd better seek help from someone else. I can't subdue this evil ghost!" Master Daotian was about to flee, but was stopped by the Duke Zhenguo's wife who rushed out.

"Master, you can't leave. If you leave, what will happen to my son? You were hired back by my master at a high price!"

"Madam, no, I have never encountered such a powerful ghost. I will return the banknote to you. I don't want to live to earn money but not to spend it." Master Daotian took out the banknote and stuffed it directly into the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo.

"If you dare to escape today, I will have someone kill you!" The Duke of Zhenguo roared and ran over.

Master Daotian's raised foot froze in mid-air. He really regretted it at that moment. If he had known earlier, he would not have been blinded by greed. Although the money he gave was a lot, this ghost was really powerful.

"Duke Zhenguo, please calm down. It's not that I don't want to save Young Master Ling. It's just that my Taoist skills are shallow. If you want to save Young Master Ling, you have to ask someone more powerful to come." Master Daotian answered stiffly.

"Master, please go and find someone more powerful, even if you have to search the entire capital." The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and prayed to God.

"That's easier said than done. But where can we find it?" The Duke of Zhenguo frowned.

A servant with a yellow talisman on his forehead came over tremblingly and said, "Master, I followed the young master to Yunlou yesterday. At that time, Princess Mo said that the young master would have a great disaster tonight, and that the young master would ask her for a favor."

"Princess Mo, how is it possible that that idiot can exorcise evil spirits?" the Duke of Zhenguo said angrily.

Just now my son said that Princess Mo cursed him and asked him to invite her. How is that possible?

The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo no longer cared about her anger and contempt. At this moment, her son was the only one in her mind.

"Master, send someone to ask her. No matter if she can or not, we have to try. Even if we have to beg her, I will kneel down for her as long as it can save my son."

"Nonsense, you are the wife of a duke, how can you ask out the daughter of a merchant?" The Duke of Zhenguo retorted immediately.

"What does it matter if she's a merchant's daughter? As long as she can save my son, Liujin, go to Princess Mo right away!" the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo ordered.

"Don't go. There must be someone more powerful. Send someone to find him right away!" The Duke of Zhenguo stopped them.

"My son will be gone by the time you find me. What's more important, your face or my son's life? I will go there myself. If you dare to stop me, I will bang my head against the door of the Duke of Zhenguo and die. Don't forget who you relied on to sit on the position of the Duke of Zhenguo!" The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo roared, and got up and left.