Mrs. Du and Murong Rou were stunned, looked at the monk puzzled and said: "Master, you are..."
"Amitabha, Lao Na passed by the residence of the Marquis of the Kingdom of Zhen, and when he saw the ghostly aura gathering here, he jumped in to check it out. If you are impolite, please benefactor Haihan..." The old monk clasped his hands together, his eyes full of seriousness, just like a highly respected eminent monk .
Murong Rou smiled slightly: "Master, you don't have to be polite, it's just... is there really a ghost here?"
"Monks don't tell lies." The old monk paused every word, his eyes serious.
The maidservant and the nuns looked at each other, with deep horror in their eyes, they gathered together in a crowded place without a trace: Luoxue Pavilion is really haunted, it's really scary.
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled into a cold smile, but she didn't speak, she watched everyone's every move without a trace, only to see Murong Rou bow deeply to the old monk, and said earnestly: "Please help Master!"
"You don't have to be polite, this is Lao Na's business!" The old monk said lightly, raised his head, and quickly glanced at the Luoxue Pavilion: "This Luoxue Pavilion has already attracted two evil spirits, a man and a woman. , the two of them passed away wearing red clothes when they were in their twelfth birthday. They were extremely resentful and cruel. When they were in their twilight hours, they would show up and suck the energy from people..."
"Really?" Murong Rou was startled, and hurriedly said: "Please also master to subdue the ghost, and restore the peace of my Zhenguohou Mansion."
The servant girl and the mothers felt their backs tremble and their bodies trembled when they heard it, and their longing eyes also fell on the old monk.
"Although the ghosts are evil, Lao Na can still deal with them and subdue them, but..." the old monk lowered his eyelids slightly, and counted with his fingers: "The master who lives in this house is cold and cold. Weak, easy to attract ghosts, even if Lao Na subdues these two ghosts, there will still be a third, fourth, fifth, and sixth ghosts gathered here, and the Zhen Guohou Mansion will not be peaceful. …”
"Really? What should I do?" Murong Rou frowned tightly, and looked anxiously at the old monk: "Master, do you have a solution?"
The old monk pondered for a moment, then said calmly: "The easiest way is to ask the owner of Luoxue Pavilion to move out of Zhen Guohou's mansion. She is no longer in this house, and the evil spirits will naturally not come again..."
The eyes of the maids and nuns fell on Murong Xue one after another, and there was a deep longing in their eyes, hoping that Murong Xue could leave the Hou Mansion as soon as possible and return them to peace and tranquility.
Murong Rou also looked at Murong Xue, so she said in embarrassment: "Xue'er, look at this..."
"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Murong Xue's cold eyes swept over the maidservant, Nanny, Du Shi, and Murong Rou.
"Yes!" Everyone nodded repeatedly: ghosts are so scary, how many people in this world are not afraid of ghosts
"Then you all should move out, move far away from Zhen Guohou's mansion, and far away from me, so you won't encounter ghosts!" Murong Xue said casually.
Murong Rou's apologetic smile instantly froze on her face, she looked at Murong Xue coldly and said, "Murong Xue, it's because your body is cold and easy to attract ghosts, if you want to move, it should be you who moved out!"
The disaster was caused by Murong Xue, so why let them move
Besides, Murong Xue is only one person, so things are easy to pack. They are the ones with their families, and there are several people. If they want to move away, they will definitely be in a hurry...
"Auntie, have you forgotten that the current Zhen Guohou is my elder brother Murong Ye? As his biological sister, even if I recruit ghosts, I am the most qualified to live here. Auntie, you can marry and be divorced. Lived with your mother, brother and sister-in-law, but your elder brother Murong Jian passed his 70s a few years ago, he should have moved out of Zhenguohou's Mansion long ago, and set up a new family. Wouldn't it be nice to take this opportunity to leave the Marquis' Mansion..." Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Rou, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of sarcasm.
Murong Rou's face turned ashen, the Hou Mansion is where their brothers and sisters were born and grew up, and their elder brother will also be the Marquis of Zhen Guo in the future, so they will not leave the Hou Mansion...
Murong Rou glared at Murong Xue bitterly, then raised her head to look at the old monk, "Excuse me, Master, is there another solution?" If Murong Xue can't be forced to leave, she can only use other methods to avoid ghosts.
"Of course there are." The old monk nodded: "That is to find a man whose birth date is pure yang and marry this lady. The man's yang energy can cover the coldness of this lady's body, and the ghosts will not dare to come again." pester this lady."
"Ba Zi Chun Yang? Such a man is hard to find." Murong Rou frowned slightly.
"It's really not easy to find. Lao Na has traveled to most of the Qingyan Kingdom, and only saw one..." the old monk said in a low voice.
Murong Rou's eyes lit up: "Who is that person?"
"Master Su!" The old monk paused every word.
Murong Rou pondered for a moment, then said calmly: "Emperor Su is a bit older, but Mrs. Su has been dead for many years, Xue'er married him, it is also very good to be able to avoid the entanglement of ghosts..."
"Crack!" Murong Xue slapped Murong Rou hard on the cheek with her backhand, knocking her down to the ground. A bright red Five Fingers mountain instantly appeared on her fair and tender face, and it swelled up high. His mouth was filled with a strong rusty taste.
She turned her head to look at Murong Xue, with raging anger burning in her eyes: "Murong Xue, what are you doing?"
"I'll let you wake up." Murong Xue replied coldly: "Su Dishi is already sixty years old, he can be your father, he can be my grandfather, and his granddaughter is older than me, why are you thinking about it?" Ask me to marry him, you're out of your mind."
Murong Rou yelled angrily: "I'm all for your own good..."
Murong Xue sneered disdainfully: "If you are really doing it for my own good, you should get out of Zhen Guohou's mansion, get out of the way so that I can't see and get bored, instead of finding a bald monk to play the oboe with you, They tried every means to drive me out of the Marquis Mansion, and let me marry a dying old man who was seriously ill... "
"I have suffered from cold poisoning for ten years, and I will be extremely weak only when the poison occurs. Normally, I am only physically weaker than ordinary people. Other than that, I am no different from ordinary people. If I can attract ghosts , then aunt, you will also attract ghosts!"
"Miss, be careful, the poor monk is a monk from the Shangling Temple. He likes to travel all over the world and solve problems for the people. He is definitely not a liar who is tricked and abducted!" The old monk paused every word, his eyes full of solemnity.
"Really?" Murong Xue looked at him with raised eyebrows, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, a half-smile!
"Monks don't tell lies!" The old monk clasped his hands together with a firm tone.
"That's it...then master will do something to prove that you are an eminent Taoist monk!" Murong Xue was full of smiles, and there was an indescribable mystery and weirdness in her bright smile...