Hoshino family, Hoshino Ryuri was making supper, and Natsuhiko was floating in the air, looking out bored through the window.

When Hoshino Ryuri put the first dish on the dining table, the sound of the door opening sounded.

Xia Yan looked up and saw that Kei Hoshino walked in with a monk.

A monk!

You actually lead the way for the monk!

Xia Yan looked at the monk vigilantly.

He attached great importance to it, but he was not panicked.

Even if there is a master who can eliminate spirits in this world, it is not something that Hoshino Kei can easily invite.

If Kei Hoshino had the money to hire those masters who started millions, she wouldn't have even stolen the Ghost's ten dollars.

Like the monks who make ten thousand yuan a day and witches who make ten thousand yuan a day are basically impossible to appear in reality.

Xia Yan strategically underestimated the monk, but still attached great importance to it tactical.

He first shrank his body, hid, and then used his mind to raise a knife from the kitchen counter.

He quietly placed the knife under the dining table.

If the monk finds him, he will definitely come to the kitchen. Then he will be able to control the knife and attack from behind the monk.

The monk slowly walked to the center of the living room, and Xia Yan saw his appearance clearly.

It was a young man, 1.8 meters tall, strong, with a bare head and a monk's robe.

The monk looked around with a serious expression.

"Master, how about it?" Kei Hoshino asked.

"Not good! The yin energy is too heavy!" The monk's voice was loud, like a bell ringing.

"I am worthy of being a master, you can see it at a glance!" Kei Hoshino was overjoyed, "Master, how do you solve it?"

The monk did not answer. He walked around the living room, stopping and watching from time to time, his face changing.

At this moment, Hoshino Liuri also noticed the uninvited guest at home. When she poked her head out and saw the monk, her hands were so scared that she trembled.

After rushing back to the kitchen, Hoshino Liuri whispered: "Xia Yanjun, brother, please ask the monk to catch you, what should I do?"

Xia Yan patted the girl's head and told her not to panic.

After Hoshino Ryuri settled down a little, she said, "I'll drive the monk away?"

Xia Yan clicked her left hand and said no.

He also wanted to observe the monks in this world.

Although this monk is probably not a powerful character, the depth of this world can be seen from the other party.

He continued to observe the monk.

The monk walked around the living room and came to Kei Hoshino: "This house has died in the past hundred years!"

"That's right, how did you know, Master, it's so amazing!" Kei Hoshino held the monk's hand and was surprised.

The monk touched his bald head with a reserved attitude and said, "It's not just that. Does the donor sometimes feel cold when he wakes up at night?"

"Yes, right, I often feel this way in January!" The surprise in Kei Hoshino's eyes turned into worship.

The monk asked again: "Does the donor sometimes have inexplicably aches in the eyes at night?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Kei Hoshino looked at the monk, and it was like looking at God.

"This is because the yin energy is too heavy!" said the monk firmly, "It was the ancestor who died before, and the yin energy left behind cannot dissipate!"

"Master, what should I do?" Kei Hoshino said in panic.

"Don't panic, wait until I recite the Buddhist scriptures for half an hour to the donor, the yin energy will naturally be illuminated by the Buddha's light." The monk looked serious.

"Okay, okay." Kei Hoshino nodded happily.

"The donor, please leave the living room first. After the monk recites the scriptures, the yin energy may become restless and hurt you." The monk clasped his hands together and had a kind face.

"Okay." After Kei Hoshino agreed, he remembered the serious matter, "By the way, Master."

"Hmm?" the monk asked with his head turned.

"There is a ghost in this family!" Kei Hoshino said seriously.

"Ghost?" The monk was stunned. He touched his bald head. "For ghosts, half an hour of scriptures is not enough, it takes an hour, but chanting a scripture for one hour will consume a lot of money for me..."

"Sixty thousand!" Kei Hoshino promised.

The monk smiled with relief: "I am merciful and helping the donor is also a kind of practice."

"Thank you, Master!" Kei Hoshino bowed, "I'll leave the living room now."

After saying that, he shouted at Ryuri Hoshino in the kitchen: "Did you hear it? Go back to your room!"

The monk glanced at the fried dish in the pot and waved his hand and said, "No, the female donor should not walk out of the kitchen."

"Okay, Master, you're busy." Kei Hoshino got into the room obediently.

The monk sat cross-legged in the center of the living room and recited the scriptures.

"What should I do?" Hoshino Ryuri asked Natsuhiko nervously.

According to the monk, the ghost will disappear after an hour of reciting.

Xia Yan patted the girl's head and comforted her.

Unlike the more he listens, the more he becomes more afraid, the more he listens, the happier he becomes.

If he was not mistaken, this monk was just a simple liar.

Which house has not died in a century?

Who hasn't been frozen at night?

Who can't look at your phone all day long without any sore eyes?

What this monk said was simply fooling people.

Thinking of this, Xia Yan restored his body to its original size and knocked over the chopstick tube to attract the monk to see it.

The monk looked at the kitchen, without any abnormality, and continued to lower his head and recite the scriptures.

He didn't see Xia Yan at all.

Yoshino Ryuri also discovered this and finally relaxed.

Ten minutes later, Hoshino Ryuri finished cooking and asked in a low voice: "Xia Yanjun, are you okay?"

Xia Yan poked her right hand to show her affirmation.

He continued to observe the monk, who was looking at the kitchen with his eyes at the corner of his eyes.

After confirming that Hoshino Ryuri did not stare at him, the monk took out his phone from his pocket and pressed the play button.

The sound of chanting scriptures sounded on his phone, and he didn't need to recite them by himself.

He lowered his head, pretended, and sighed at Kei Hoshino's easy fraud.

He has been in this industry for a long time, and those who have invited him before were all elderly people. This time, when he saw Kei Hoshino, this young man, he thought he was a mess.

As a result, he used one-tenth of deception, and this young man was fooled!

It's even more superstitious than an empty-nest elderly person, and it's easier to cheat.

I also talk about ghosts, laughing so hard that I still believe in that thing in my era.

But the more fools like this, the faster he will make money.

Close your eyes and the monk was napping.

An hour later, the phone vibrated and woke the monk up.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

"Amitabha, donor, has been completed." He shouted.

Kei Hoshino couldn't wait to walk out of the room.

"The ghost has solved it?" Kei Hoshino asked in surprise.

"It's solved." The monk nodded, "Donor, come with me."

After saying that, the monk walked around the living room twice quickly.

Kei Hoshino followed him in confusion and walked quickly for ten seconds.

"Don't you feel that the living room is not so cold?" the monk asked with a smile.

Kei Hoshino felt it, and her body was indeed hotter.

"This is the yin energy that has dissipated and the yang energy has returned!" the monk explained.

"So that's it, thank you Master!" Kei Hoshino kept bowing.
To be continued...