July fifteenth.

The Zhongyuan Festival in Taoism and the Ullam Festival in Buddhism are commonly known as the Ghost Festival in the folk. There are many complex statements about why the festivals between the former come together.

But what is Ghost Festival?

In the eyes of ancient people, any festival related to ancestor worship can basically be considered a ghost festival.

On such days, there are many taboos, and there will not be so many activities like in modern festivals, and anything will become very serious and filial.

In the courtyard on the south side of the Minjiang River, north of Fuzhou City.

After practicing a few sets of boxing, Zhao Qingchan came to the willow tree outside the gate to avoid the sun, take advantage of the coolness to watch the river and drink tea. His life was leisurely, free and boring.

What a starting point orphan.

Before crossing, there were orphans.

After traveling through time, there are orphans.

Who did you ask him to pay tribute to?

His master Zhang Sanfeng lives for a hundred years...

Bah, Bah, it’s obvious that you will live a long life.

The key is that he is still away and does not need to participate in some Taoist activities. Everything is as simple as possible.

Originally, this was an ordinary festival.

But as the sun sets, he plans to go home and take a shower and go to bed.

Song Yutian, the leader of the Minjiang Gang, sent his subordinates to find him to help exorcise ghosts...

Zhao Qingchan stretched out half of his head from between the door and looked at the visitor in a daze: "Don't worry, if you have something to say, is your gang leader damn it?"

"Yes." The third-grade warrior nodded, shook his head again, and said with a wry smile: "No, no, my gang leader is a ghost, it is my gang leader's father-in-law's mansion that is haunted. Xu Gua Xian, Xu Shangxian, come and help."

"It's true, did he see Song Tianyu?" Zhao Qingchan was a little disbelief.

He wanted to do well in Fuzhou City. In addition to his talent in martial arts and a lot of money, he had mostly shown his skills in drawing talismans, Feng Shui, and fortune-telling.

But it was this mysterious method that really made these warriors look at him with admiration and label him as unprovoked.

Even he made the name of Xu Guaxian in Fuzhou City.

Some outsiders didn't know the situation. When they came to visit, they called Grandpa Xu and Xu Guaxian...

There were many jokes among them, and some people thought he was too young to believe it.

But with the ability of a level 11 hexagram master and a wise mouth, it was so troublesome that it never appeared.

Zhao Qingchan also showed the means of drawing talismans, but did not show the means of exorcism.

According to this situation, Song Yutian is more secure. He must have gone to the Taoist temple and the temple for help. What's the point of looking for him?

"The ghost seemed to be avoiding the leader of the gang, but the granddaughter of the gang father-in-law saw the ghost several times, and now he was scared to death. Many servants in the mansion also saw it, and they were all scared to the point of being out of control."

The visitor continued: "The gang leader asked me to invite you, but in fact, it was because there was something in the gang. The gang leader had to cross the river today and could not stay in the mansion all the time. Now I just want Mr. Xu to help you more."

Zhao Qingchan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but murmur: "Even if today is the time when the yin energy is the heaviest in a year, it's no reason that it's just dark, and this ghost has appeared several times. Who is your gang leader's father-in-law?"

The young trot was a little impatient, and he was also a little scared, so he told the truth: "Our gang leader's father-in-law is in charge of one-third of the brothels, pleasure boats, and that ghost... According to the servants, he looks like a female ghost who was sunk by the river."

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Zhao Qingchan gently raised the wooden door with her fingers, and she was so scared that she trembled with errands. Fortunately, the former hesitated for a long time and nodded: "Wait for me here, I'll go get some big treasures and then go."

"Okay, Mr. Xu, hurry up."

…………

A cup of tea passed.

Liu Mansion.

Zhao Qingchan met his friend Song Yutian, the leader of the Minjiang Gang, who is a first-class expert.

"Young Master Xu, you're here. I've seen all the ghosts or not."

Brother Chan smiled and nodded: "Oh, sister-in-law, are you okay?"

"Well, she's pretty good, the key isn't this."

"Now there are many evil spirits in the mansion, as if they are trying their best to trouble my father-in-law, but no matter how good my martial arts is, I can't beat her." A hurriedly pulled Zhao Qingchan's arm and walked inside.

"Your father-in-law knows martial arts?"

Song Yutian nodded: "My father-in-law is named Liu Zhenjiang. He was also a master in Fuzhou decades ago. But now he is old this year and has too many secret injuries. He was so obsessed with something a few days ago. He is fine, but his skills are gone so much."

Zhao Qingchan nodded thoughtfully. He looked at the mansion that occupied a large area. On the surface, the Feng Shui seemed to be good.

But he soon saw a lot of things.

Because people live.

The land is also alive.

Then Feng Shui will change.

People have magnetic fields.

There is also a magnetic field in the ground.

Some things complement each other.

Decades ago, the Feng Shui of this Liu Mansion could condense luck, make its business prosperous, and have all the Feng Shui.

That's because Liu Zhenjiang's name and martial arts cultivation can suppress the Feng Shui of the mansion and move forward with the help of the Minjiang River.

But he did a brothel business and had harmed many good women.

Not to mention the cause and effect, he was assassinated and his martial arts cultivation was dispersed. Now he obviously could not suppress the Feng Shui of the Liu Mansion.

Feng Shui, Feng Shui, with wind and water, it also means that one dragon is needed to suppress it, and with the help of Feng Shui, it will turn the world upside down.

Now his dragon is ruined.

Feng Shui suddenly changes.

The heavy yin energy is unimaginable.

Of course, according to the principle, Feng Shui cannot change so quickly, but if those women who have been sinking into the river have all come to the door...

Can the yin energy here be less heavy?

How to detect the existence of Yin Qi?

Zhao Qingchan's realm has not yet reached, and she has never opened her eyes.

But as a Taoist disciple, and his physical practice of Tai Chi, he not only had the changes of yin and yang, but also learned a lot about Feng Shui and talismans, so he could naturally feel the yin energy in it.

First, he followed Song Yutian to see the old-looking but majestic Liu Zhenjiang, and then took the initiative to say, "Let's not talk about the exorcism of ghosts, Mr. Liu's granddaughter has not yet resurrected his soul?"

Liu Zhenjiang's expression remained unchanged and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Xiaomi is in the backyard. There are several second-grade martial artists next to him now. Even if there is really a ghost, she will definitely not be able to hurt her!"

Zhao Qingchan twitched: "Old man, if your granddaughter doesn't lose his soul, you can find those warriors with strong qi and blood to guard it, but she loses her soul. You are letting those people guard her. Even if she wants to come back, she won't be able to come back."

Liu Zhenjiang's expression changed slightly, and he stopped pretending. He walked down quickly with a pale face: "Mr. Xu, my grandson has lost his father since he was a child, and her mother passed away early. Xiaomi's life is very miserable. I feed it with shit and urine... it's all about it."

"I know you have some tricks. You can save her. As long as you save her, you can do as much money as you want."

"My father-in-law, I am a brother, don't worry." Song Yutian hurriedly threw a look with golden light.

Zhao Qingchan waved his hand pretentiously: "Money is something outside of your body. Without further ado, let me see your granddaughter first."

"Okay." Liu Zhenjiang and Song Yutian led the way.

When Zhao Qingchan passed through the backyard, he vaguely felt a few yin energy passing by on both sides.

He narrowed his eyes: "There are faults and debts, and you have to find the right person to settle the accounts."

"Liu Zhenjiang is still majestic. You dare not cause trouble for him. It is a bit unreasonable to find a little girl."

"Hey!" Zhao Qingchan sighed: "You are looking for me, I can definitely bear it."

………

Brother Chan’s Theater PS: Zhao Qingchan used his internal skills of ‘recommended vote’ and finally saw the monster hidden deep in the depths. He was suddenly stunned. What was that?
Chapter completed!