Zhao Hao walked over and helped Madam Ren up.
Ninth Uncle poured the talisman water into Madam Ren's mouth, and Madam Ren's throat kept moving.
"Get a spittoon."
Ninth Uncle supported Madam Ren, and Zhao Hao quickly went to get the spittoon.
As soon as the spittoon came over, Mrs. Ren vomited.
A black, hair-like object came out of Mrs. Ren's mouth and squirmed on the ground.
It looked extremely disgusting.
"Master, what is this?"
Zhao Hao had never seen such a thing in books.
Ninth Uncle looked at the black hair on the ground and gestured for Zhao Hao to throw a few exorcism talismans over.
Zhao Hao obediently took out a white talisman and threw it on it.
The talismans were thrown onto the floor like oil being poured onto a raging fire. A nauseating stench spread out from the room.
Ding! The host has eliminated a trace of evil spirit and received 10 points of blessing.
Ding! The host has eliminated a trace of ghost energy and received 10 points of blessing.
Ding! The host has eliminated a trace of ghost energy and received 10 points of blessing.
Ding! The host has eliminated a trace of ghost energy and received 10 points of blessing.
Ninth Uncle took out another talisman and lit it with his finger. The smell in the room was cleared.
"This is the fiendish energy formed after the fiendish energy is condensed! Weak women, old people, and children were easily affected by this item.”
He added in confusion," This Yang Mansion is a rare place with good feng shui. Why is the evil aura so strong?"”
Zhao Hao wasn't sure either.
On the other side, he heard a commotion coming from outside.
Someone seemed to be speaking.
By the time he heard a female voice, it was already too late.
Ren Tingting walked in angrily.
"I already said that Mom is sick and needs to see a doctor. I didn't invite these mysterious people…"
Before he could finish, the door was pushed open with great force. The fiendish aura that had almost been burned out on the ground found a way out and flew out!
"Be careful!"
Zhao Hao shouted!
He saw the door open, and a fat figure appeared in Ninth Uncle and Zhao Hao's eyes.
It was Ah Wei!
He eagerly pushed open the door for the angry Ren Tingting, and the murderous aura suddenly rushed towards him!
To be precise, it was Ren Tingting who was behind him!
Ah Wei turned his head to talk to Ren Tingting, but before he could turn his head, those evil spirits rushed into his body.
After entering the demonic realm, Ah Wei did not make a sound. He fell to the ground like rotten wood. His teeth were tightly shut, and his eyes were locked.
He fainted.
Ren Tingting was fine.
Zhao Hao was speechless.
Ninth Uncle was speechless.
"Ah!"
Ren Tingting screamed when she saw her cousin, who was still alive and kicking, lying on the ground!
Old Master Ren heard the noise from afar and ran over.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
he asked, panting.
The next thing she saw was Ah Wei lying on the ground, dead or alive.
"What is he doing?"
Old Master Ren looked at Ninth Uncle and heard his wife coughing behind him.
Hearing his wife's voice, Ah Wei immediately forgot about it. He came to the bed in a few steps and saw his wife opening her eyes.
Her lips were trembling in surprise.
Ren Tingting was also pleasantly surprised. She held her dress and walked to the bed in a few steps. Ninth Uncle and Zhao Hao tactfully walked out of the room.
"Master, what about this fatty?”
Zhao Hao kicked him in the stomach maliciously.
Ah Wei was a villain who used the power of a fox to intimidate a tiger. In the original movie, he had tormented Ninth Uncle a lot.
"I'll ask for some interest on behalf of Ninth Uncle, who will be wronged by you in the future.”
Zhao Hao thought to himself.
Ninth Uncle glanced at Ah Wei and said," It's fine. The evil spirit has almost been dissolved. He's a man full of yang qi. At most, he'll sneeze a few times."”
"He deserves it."
Since his life was not in danger and there would be no side effects, Ninth Uncle could not be bothered with him.
Zhao Hao was naturally happy to see this scene.
He set up the incense table, and Ninth Uncle picked up the peach wood sword and the Soul-summoning Bell. The little black dog tied to the table barked wildly into the room.
Ninth Uncle looked at the little black dog that was not even the size of his palm and had a childish voice. He was a little speechless.
"Old Master Ren, Miss Ren, please come out. I want to start the ritual to completely expel Madam's evil aura.”
Old Master Ren pulled Ren Tingting out of the room and stood beside Ninth Uncle, watching nervously.
Ren Tingting still wanted to say something, but Old Master Ren stopped her sternly, not allowing her to speak.
She was just too well protected.
In this world, the low-class people, middle-class businessmen, and upper-class warlords all knew about ghosts.
On the contrary, Ren Tingting, a flower in a greenhouse, did not know anything.
Ninth Uncle began to do the ritual. He chanted and walked with Yu Steps, praying to the heavens.
A gust of wind blew over.
Everyone present shuddered.
Although the autumn wind was chilly, it was still warm in the afternoon. Where did this sudden cold wind come from?
Ninth Uncle's closed eyes suddenly opened!
"Eight Trigrams Mirror!"
Zhao Hao placed the Eight Trigrams Mirror in front of him. Ninth Uncle bit his finger and drew a line on the Eight Trigrams Mirror!
"Point it at the door."
Zhao Hao obediently pointed the mirror at the door.
A burst of black smoke rose! In the mirror, the room seemed to have turned into a ghost's domain. There was a black murderous aura everywhere.
Old Master Ren gasped when he saw this scene.
Even Ren Tingting fell silent.
However, although she did not speak, she was very bold. From time to time, she would look at the Eight Trigrams Mirror and then at the house.
Ninth Uncle picked up a yellow talisman with a mahogany sword and lit an incense stick in front of him. He pointed the talisman at the house and shouted,"Imperial order!"
A gust of wind swept across, causing everyone present to be unable to open their eyes.
After the wind passed, not a trace of black gas was left on the Eight Trigrams Mirror.
The black dog that was tied to the side stopped barking.
"Old Master Ren, Furen's illness has probably recovered, but in the next few days, we need to ask the doctor to take good care of her.”
"I understand, I understand."
He excitedly took out his gold pocket watch from his clothes and handed it to Ninth Uncle.
"This is just a small gift.”
Ninth Uncle still wanted to decline, but Old Master Ren stuffed the gift into Ninth Uncle's hands without any explanation.
"Ninth Uncle, I feel uneasy if I don't take it!”
Old Master Ren's attitude was as firm as iron, so Ninth Uncle had no choice but to keep it.
Zhao Hao looked at Old Master Ren and felt that he was really cunning.
Remuneration was remuneration, and that was all business. If I can control you, that's my duty. If I can't control you, then I have nothing to say.
After all, it was business.
However, this gift was a token of affection. If they managed to build a relationship, they would become friends.
When a friend was in trouble, a kind-hearted person like Ninth Uncle would definitely help.
Although the gold chain pocket watch was expensive, Ninth Uncle's ability was even more valuable!
Zhao Hao was well aware.
It seemed that Old Master Ren had his reasons for doing so much business.
In that case, should he protect Old Master Ren in the future?
He was a big customer, and he was well-educated and polite. He was forthright. There was no harm in building a good relationship with such a gentry.
While Zhao Hao was thinking about this, Ninth Uncle and Old Master Ren were already chatting away.
Ninth Uncle still insisted that there was no problem with the Feng Shui of the Yang house.
The only possible problem was the netherworld.
Even though such a big matter had happened, Old Master Ren still seemed to have some unspeakable secrets and did not want to reveal everything about the netherworld.
Zhao Hao and Ninth Uncle left after receiving the payment.
After Ninth Uncle Zhao Hao left, Old Master Ren locked himself in the study room and smoked one pack after another.
Only the old servants in the family knew that Old Master Ren would only smoke when he was in a dilemma or when he was depressed.
"Twenty years."
Old Master Ren was alone in the room.
He knocked on his pipe and muttered to himself.
"Twenty years. It will be twenty years in three months. That will be the auspicious time to move the grave. The Feng Shui master had said not to move the grave for less than twenty years, and not to mention this to others, or else the family would be in chaos.”
"Should I say it or not?"
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