Chapter 93 92. Wuliang Temple

When the servant was about to take Xu Qing and the other person to the guest room, a monk in a white robe walked in from outside the door and bumped into Xu Qing and the other person.

The two sides looked at each other, and the monk in white was the first to put his hands together and chanted: "Amitabha, I greet the two Taoist priests and all the donors."

"Two Taoist priests, this matter concerns my father, so I also invited the master from Wuliang Temple to come here. I hope you two Taoist priests can forgive me." The head of the Tao family hurriedly came up to explain.

Xu Qing frowned slightly.

Wuliang Temple and Yuanfu Temple are both spiritual sects located within the jurisdiction of Nandu, but one is located in Huai'an and the other in Nandu.

In name, Huai'an Prefecture and even several nearby prefectures are the territory of Yuanfu Temple.

Any evil incidents that occur here will be handled by Yuanfu Temple in cooperation with local authorities. This is one of the requirements of the imperial court to allow local sects to exist and grow.

Therefore, Yuanfu Temple will try its best to complete the assistance requests submitted by the government.

However, Wuliang Temple is not in Huai'an, and they are not responsible for dealing with the haunted affairs of the Tao family. If the Tao family wants to invite monks from Wuliang Temple, it must cost real money.

According to the information Xu Qing obtained from Mo Qingxue, although the Tao family is a noble family in Huai'an, the glory of their ancestors is gone, and they are now just the lowest noble family.

The highest level of cultivation in the clan is only a Confucian cultivator at the second level of sincerity. And this person is not in Huai'an City now, but is an official in another place.

In order to save his father who had turned into a ghost, the head of the Tao family spent a large amount of money to invite monks from the Wuliang Temple?
If it is really out of filial piety, it can be understood.

But cultivators have sharp ears and eyes, especially in front of Xu Qing, whose yang orifice is perfect and whose five senses are extraordinary, it is obvious whether the head of the Tao family is truly sad or falsely sad about his father's death.

There must be something fishy here.

However, Xu Qing did not intend to delve into it further.

Their mission is only to convert ghosts. They don't need to get involved in the intrigues and tricks in these wealthy houses, but they also need to figure out who is right and who is wrong.

"Greetings, Master." After Xu Qing greeted the monk from Wuliang Temple, he took Zhao Yinxi to the guest room.

The monks of Wuliang Temple watched the backs of Xu and Zhao as they left, their eyes deep and dark, and no one knew what they were thinking.

In the guest room next to the Tao family's wing.

"What should we do now?" Zhao Yinxi stood bored in front of the porch looking at the rain chains on the eaves. The rain flowed down the lotus-shaped iron chains, making sounds and interesting.

"Let's wait until night. Ghosts hide during the day and only show up at night."

"Oh." Zhao Yinxi raised her head, "What should we do during this time in the evening?"

"Practice!"

Xu Qing doesn't want to waste too much time now.

Leaving Zhao Yinxi behind, he found a place to sit in the room and immediately started practicing the body refining method.

The Qi of the five elements of the five internal organs in the body quickly circulates in a circle, stimulating the snake gall energy stored in the limbs and internal organs to temper the body and refine the shape.

Zhao Yinxi, who was standing by, twitched her ears slightly, and noticed the surge of blood and energy running through Xu Qing's body. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she stopped admiring the rain chains on the eaves. Instead, she found a place to meditate and practice like Xu Qing.

Time passes quietly.

The sun gradually set from the zenith to the west, and then unknowingly, the crescent moon climbed up the branches, and the moonlight spread all over the earth like water.

“It smells like a ghost.”

In the dark and silent room, Zhao Yinxi suddenly opened her eyes.

Xu Qing opened his eyes at the same time, and when he heard what Zhao Yinxi said, he realized that her nasal orifices had been opened, and her sense of smell was so sensitive that she could smell yin and yang.

No wonder Xiang Wushi could smell the crab roe soup dumplings from such a distance.

"Don't be in a hurry. Let's see what the monk from Wuliang Temple can do first."

Xu Qing did not act rashly.

Since the Tao family invited the monks from Wuliang Temple, they naturally had to give them a stage to perform. They just had to stay there for now. It would be best if they didn't have to do anything, and the white-robed monk directly converted the old Patriarch Tao. Anyway, the temple wouldn't deny the Taoist merits just because of this.

"You won't do anything?" Zhao Yinxi frowned slightly, "But my mission is to convert the evil spirits that are causing trouble in this household."

"Wait a minute."

Xu Qing stood up and walked towards the door, while a rustling sound was heard in his ears.

These are the footsteps of a ghost.

Normally, ghosts are souls, light and intangible, so they don't make any footsteps. But on the Night of the Return of the Soul, even mortals can hear the footsteps of ghosts.

This seems to be a rule of heaven and earth, designed to keep strangers away.

Although the old master of the Tao family has passed the seventh day after his death, he has shown no signs of entering the underworld since then, so the nature of his returning soul continues to remain.

Xu Qing jumped onto the roof, his eyes as sharp as torches, and with just a little moonlight, he could still see through everything in this dark house.

No need to search.

Xu Qing saw the white-robed monk at first sight.

The other person was sitting in a pavilion in the backyard, holding Buddhist beads tightly in both hands and chanting Buddhist scriptures softly. A faint soft light emanated from his body, giving people a solemn and sacred feeling.

"Back house?"

Xu Qing's eyes moved slightly.

"What happened in the backyard?" Zhao Yinxi jumped onto the roof.

"The backyard is where the family lives, and outsiders are generally not allowed in. Even outsiders like us."

Xu Qing expressed his thoughts: "Why does this monk feel like someone hired by the Tao family to protect them?"

"Moreover, the ghost has already appeared, but the monk did not take any action and just stayed in the backyard. With the Buddha's light covering the backyard, the ghost would definitely not dare to approach the backyard."

"The ghost transformed by Patriarch Tao has no record of hurting anyone, so why do the Tao family members seem so scared?"

“This is a little different from what we know.”

"Are you saying that this ghost might be wrong?" Zhao Yinxi heard Xu Qing's voice-over.

"Yeah." Xu Qing nodded: "Although from the aura, the ghost transformed by Patriarch Tao seems to be very unusual, but the current situation is a bit weird. Anyway, it won't go wrong for us to be careful."

Zhao Yinxi asked: "Shall we take action?"

Xu Qing glanced at the white-robed monk who was sitting still. If the other party did not move, then he would have to move. After all, this was an assignment assigned by their temple.

"Do it!"

Because of the presence of monks from Wuliang Temple, Xu Qing did not plan to show his Dharma image this time. Moreover, he had just decided in the morning to fight to support himself.

So this time he planned to solve it with his fists and feet.

Xu Qing took out two Six Ding and Six Jia talismans, ready to bless him and Zhao Yinxi with a layer of golden light, but the word "take action" had just come out of his mouth.

Zhao Yinxi's figure rushed out directly.

Her nostrils were open, and the ghost energy was enough to quickly get to where the ghost was. After a few leaps, she appeared in front of the ghost transformed by the old master Tao.

Then, he punched out.

After this punch, the ghost transformed by Old Patriarch Tao almost shattered directly. It was fortunate that Zhao Yinxi recovered most of his energy and blood in the end.

Zhao Yinxi looked at the fist in confusion.

Xu Qing spoke so seriously just now, but this ghost is obviously very weak!

(End of this chapter)