"No, the Earth Temple was completely destroyed in that catastrophe. The existing Earth Temple was rebuilt later.
Let's put it this way. Because there were no clergymen in the human world now, even if there were reapers on the land and underground, they would only rush to the human world at the last minute.”
"What the hell? Without land, could these ghosts still enter the netherworld?”
"Yes, the ghosts are gone. The household register of the land is a divine artifact produced by the Heavenly Dao. Even if there is no local temple, the household register of that land will still exist.
However, in that case, it would exist at the intersection of Yin and Yang. Only after the local dead souls died would they receive guidance or be led by the souls of their ancestors.”
"Dizzy! After all this time, what Heavenly God! Even the Yin God is gone. I still want to find some land to gather for a cup of tea!”
Yang Hao shook his head and ended the conversation with the system.
Then, he looked at the ghost who was still kneeling in front of him."Get up. I'm not free these two days. Let's go in a few days. I'll help you in a few days!”
It was fine if he didn't encounter it. It would be even better if this ghost was an evil ghost. He would get rid of it and make it a merit.
However, this ghost had a pure ghost body. It was obvious that it did not harm anyone. In this situation, he would help if he could!
Of course, he couldn't do it tonight. Yang Hao was prepared to continue his money-making plan. After all, this ghost had been dead for so many years and had been floating for so long. He didn't mind waiting a few more days.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
The ghost in front of him was very excited. He finally saw a chance to reincarnate!
"Alright, I'll open the door. Wait!”
There was also a pile of paper money ash in the corner of the backyard. Now that it had happened to bump into him, it would be good for him to take it away.
Yang Hao entered through the wall and went to the front to open the door.
Ordinary little ghosts couldn't walk through the walls and could only enter the Yang Mansion through the door. Yang Hao had known about this long ago.
"Big... Master, I can't go in. It's fine if I don't go in. I can just wait in the shade of a tree nearby!”
"Forget it, I didn't say I'd let you stay at my house. There's joss paper in my backyard. I burned it today, but no ghosts picked it up.”
As he spoke, Yang Hao took out a black umbrella from behind the door.
After opening it, Yang Hao said,"Come in!"”
He knew why this ghost couldn't enter his house.
Although the old man did not have great abilities, he could be a Yin Yang Earth Doctor. It was easy for him to decorate the house.
Moreover, this business had been passed down for hundreds of years. After several generations, all the wooden furniture in this shop was made of aged peach wood and pear wood.
In many places, the real Five Emperors Copper Coins were dyed with cinnabar cockscomb blood and even black dog blood and buried in the corners of the walls.
There were many good things.
It could be said that in this shop, ordinary ghosts would take a detour from afar, let alone enter. If they dared to step into the door, their Yin souls would immediately be washed away by the Yang qi!
However, after using a black umbrella to put him away, although he still felt uncomfortable, at least entering was definitely not a problem.
In the backyard.
Even with his Yin Yang Eyes, the pile of paper money ashes in the corner was still black and gray in Yang Hao's eyes.
But this ghost's eyes were shining.
With a strange cry, he pounced over. The paper dust flew in the air without any wind, and he scooped up a handful of shiny yellow copper coins.
Yang Hao was curious. This was the first time he had seen a ghost pick up a burning joss paper.
He walked over and saw some copper coins that had slipped out of his hand and dropped on the ground. Yang Hao picked one up as well.
"Eh?"
It was a very surprising scene. The copper coin that was originally shining yellow had turned into black ashes when Yang Hao touched it…
The ghost at the side saw this scene.
"Master, only ghosts can pick up copper coins. When a living person comes into contact with it, the thoughts inside will dissipate!”He said with a little heartache.
He had never seen so much paper money in the corner of the wall before.
Yang Hao clapped his hands and stood up. He watched as he picked up a copper coin with one hand. Then, the copper coin disappeared, and he looked like he was taking drugs.
"Alright, take your time picking them up. You can move around in this courtyard, but don't go into the house at the back and the shop in front. I have something to do and I'll be leaving first!”
Yang Hao said. With the ghost's assurance, he jumped over the wall again.
This time, Yang Hao had learned his lesson.
Regardless of whether Old Master Lin was at home or not.
He was prepared to run further away.
Moreover, he had not considered it properly just now. Now, he had considered it clearly.
Usually, people would consider their strength when they were burning money. Since he was looking for a ghost casually, the richer the ghost, the better.
Of course, this money was not referring to a ghost. It was a ghost in a living person's home…
It was only two o'clock in the morning, and there were no signs of human traffic nearby. However, Yang Hao ran for two kilometers and saw many cars on the main road leading to Urban area.
He stood by the roadside and waited for a while. Then, he waved his hand and hailed a taxi.
"Master, let's go to Tianyuan Villa Complex!"
Where could one find a rich ghost?
It was definitely a place where rich people gathered!
When he found out that the fallen leaves returned to their roots, he immediately thought of this.
The villa area was filled with rich people who had moved here later. There were actually very few locals. In this situation, if someone in the family died and was not sent back to be buried, the final result would be a ghost lingering around the house and the grave…
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