This is a lonely ghost. Since Zhao Qingshan saw him, he had already made an accurate judgment in his heart. This ghost sat naked on the Sanqing God Poseidon of the altar with short hair, and should be a modern ghost, not an ancient ghost.

Zhao Qingshan did not see any trace of the extradition order from him, which means that he had no chance of reincarnation and was a lonely ghost with no fixed place.

Among the group of lonely ghosts, most of them are dead in vain. This kind of ghost died of wronged grievances. Because of its resentment, it cannot obtain the extradition order for the Huangquan to float in the world. If you are lucky, you can find the murderer to take revenge and relieve your resentment, so that you can get the opportunity to be reincarnated after 49 days.

But if you are not lucky and cannot eliminate your resentment within 7749 days, you will be punished every seven years and get a chance to reincarnate every seven years.

But in fact, many lonely ghosts have only survived the God-slaughtering seven times. The chances of being able to survive and reincarnate are simply low, and some lonely ghosts have given up the opportunity to reincarnate and become human again, and have entered the ranks of ghost cultivators, hoping to become the ghost immortal.

In this process, the chance of success is actually lower than reincarnation. Most of them become evil ghosts, evil ghosts, and are directly erased by powerful people in the world.

The lonely ghost in front of him was obviously a poor worm who chose the path of ghost cultivation. The yin energy emitted by his body was very heavy, which means that his Taoism was too shallow. The next time he encountered a disaster, such heavy yin energy would only attract him even more terrifying divine punishment.

Zhao Qingshan took five seconds to make a clearer judgment on the lonely ghost in front of him. He felt a little clearer in his heart. He smiled slightly and said, "The Master Wuliang Tianzun... I believe that you are a ghost cultivator, right?"

"The little Taoist priest has good eyesight." The ghost crossed his legs on the altar and said with a strange smile: "That's right, I'm a ghost cultivator. Are you having any problems? Hahaha~!"

"Since you are a ghost cultivator and will be a member of the immortal class in the future, why do you still have to be entangled with an ordinary family?" Zhao Qingshan smiled gently and said, "Although I am not talented, I can still help you. If you believe me, please tell me about the difficulties you encountered."

...

Zhao Qingshan had a great conversation with the ghost cultivator in front of the altar in the living room on the first floor. Chen Youzhi, Wu Chunhua and others outside the door were already scared and their hands and feet were turned pale. Then the last straw could completely destroy their psychological defense!

They did not have the art of seclusion, so they naturally could not hear the conversation between Zhao Qingshan and the ghost cultivator. However, from their perspective, they could see the scene of Zhao Qingshan entering the living room, and the incense candles on the altar were blown out directly.

Especially after more than a minute, the magical instruments and tributes arranged on the altar were thrown to the ground, but they clearly saw that Zhao Qingshan was at least three steps away from the altar!

Chen Youzhi, who pretended to be a ghost, was now on the verge of a heart attack. He looked at the altar in the living room with horror and murmured: "Ghost... it's really... there's really ghost!"

Wu Chunhua, who was standing next to Chen Youzhi, had her legs weak at this time. While she was frightened and afraid, she was also a little glad that she invited Zhao Qingshan...

A slightly contemptuous look fell on Chen Youzhi's face beside him. At this time, who is stronger and weaker between Zhao Qingshan and Chen Youzhi, I'm afraid that anyone with eyes can see clearly.

After talking to the ghost cultivator for more than five minutes in front of the altar in the living room on the first floor, Zhao Qingshan then said loudly: "Great sage, I will lift the suppression of you, please wait for a moment."

After saying this, Zhao Qingshan turned around and walked out of the living room with great strides. He looked directly at Wu Chunhua and ignored Chen Youzhi beside him. Zhao Qingshan said, "This female donor, in which year was your house built?"

"Ah?" Wu Chunhua was stunned and said hurriedly: "Master, my house was built in 1992. My whole family was honest, but I have never done anything that was harmful to the world!"

"I know." Zhao Qingshan smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid. He came here to bother you, and he didn't have any blood feud with your family... When you built the house and dug the foundation, did you bury a statue of god under the house?"

"The statue of God... Oh, yes, that's the case." Wu Chunhua thought for a while and said quickly: "When I got the house, my old man went to Longsu Mountain to find Xuanyuan Zhenren to ask for a statue of the Demon-Subduing Emperor of the Three Realms to bury it underneath, saying that he could save the house and build a family."

The Demon-Subduing Emperor of the Three Realms, also known as Guan Gongguan Second Master, is also known as the God of Wealth. He is indeed a god who can maintain his home and build a family.

Hearing Wu Chunhua's answer, Zhao Qingshan gently 'tsk' and said, "That's right! Your family is haunted because it is on this statue of the Demon-Subduing Emperor!"

"Ah? Why?" Wu Chunhua was stunned and opened her mouth and said, "This statue was given by Taoist Master Xuanyuan. Why? Does it not suppress ghosts, but it still attracts ghosts?"

"...The statue of the Demon-Subduing Emperor is naturally a ghost-suppressing ghosts." Zhao Qingshan also knew that in Qingyun Temple, in addition to the golden body of the Jade Emperor, there were also some very small statues and divine positions. After the long-term incense worship, these statues and divine positions have certain spirituality and are indeed effective in warding off evil spirits.

He shook his head and said, "But the problem is that there is a body thrown away under the foundation of your house. Once the statue of the Demon Subduing Emperor is pressed up, wouldn't it mean that people will never be reborn? If you encounter such a thing, can you give up?"

"What should I do..." After hearing Zhao Qingshan's statements were well-founded and serious. Wu Chunhua was just a village woman after all, so she couldn't help panic for a while, "Do you want to push the house down?"

"It's not that serious." Zhao Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Just open an altar in the open space outside the door, ask a few strong men to dig the ground and take out the statue of the Demon-Subduing Emperor of the Three Realms. The haunted matter of your family will end here. If you want to accumulate some good deeds, you can also dig out the body from the ground and find a place with good feng shui to bury it again."

"Okay... I want it, I want it." Wu Chunhua put her head on like a chicken pecking at rice, and her trust in Zhao Qingshan soared to an almost blind level.

But Wu Chunhua didn't know what the method of opening an altar and digging the ground to capture the gods was all decided by Zhao Qingshan to expand the influence of Qingyun Temple in this Lotus Town. Otherwise, with his current ability, how much time would it take to erase the spirituality of a god statue?

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