"But it seems that a certain expert took action and sealed the evil ghost in the mourning hall, leaving it unable to break through. After dawn, it disappeared in the sun. But just in case, it is best to have a fire.

Burn this mourning hall, seal the Wang family's residence, and we'll be fine after a few years."

The county magistrate broke into a cold sweat and said, "Thank you very much for the temple blessing. In this case, I will give the order." He had also come here to worship yesterday. If something had not happened suddenly and he had left early and continued to stay in the Wang family, he might have encountered evil.

Ghostly poisonous hand.

Moreover, if evil spirits really wreak havoc in the city, as the county magistrate, he will not be able to escape the blame, and the consequences will be disastrous. He secretly thought, 'I don't know who the master is, but if there is a chance, I will definitely come and thank you!'

In the crowd, people kept exclaiming, and people kept clasping their hands together and thanking the master again and again.

The accountant and the three mages were hiding in the back, and when they looked at each other, they knew of course that this master was the gentleman who left the note. But the master acted and perhaps did not want to be disturbed. How could they dare to say more, seeing that no one was paying attention?

Turned around and left Wang's house.

"Huh - accountant, you are really lucky. Be sure to keep that calligraphy. If you want to sell it one day..." Before the old mage could finish speaking, he was interrupted, "If you don't want to sell it, don't sell it.

This is an heirloom of my Zhou family, I will definitely keep it forever!"

The accountant covered his chest with a wary look on his face.

The old mage waved his hand, "Don't worry, this gentleman gave you this calligraphy. I wouldn't dare to covet it without his permission."

"Ahem...the old mage misunderstood..." The accountant looked embarrassed.

The old master was well-informed and didn't care. He cupped his hands and said, "Then, the time has come for us, master and disciple, to say goodbye."

He turned around and left with his apprentice.

"Master, what happened to the Wang family has cost us a lot. Countless talismans were burned, we didn't get any money, and we don't even have money to eat." The second apprentice looked sad.

The eldest disciple nodded, "Eating is a big deal."

The old mage gave him a reward, and he said, "I have worked for the master for decades, but I don't know any more than you do? Don't worry, the Wang family's affairs are over, and we still have other things to do." He said with a proud face, "A few days ago,

The Zhang family sent someone to invite me to perform a ritual ceremony for them to establish the Water Temple for them. The price is very generous. It is our duty to practice Xuan Dharma and relieve the worries of the world."

The second disciple glared and said, "Master, you are so arrogant. Nothing will happen again, right?"

The old mage rolled his eyes, "Bah, bah, bah! The strong wind blows away the childish words! Disciple, cover his mouth for me. He is grinning every day. How can there be so many accidents in this peaceful and prosperous world."
Chapter completed!