Since the traitor Mingxu appeared in Sanqingguan, its reputation has not been as good as before.

Not many people came to the temple to seek talismans, and the Taoist priests in the temple were almost out of food.

The current temple owner is Minghao. His abilities are average and he could fish in troubled waters before. Now few people come to Sanqing Temple to worship and ask for help. He, the temple owner, can no longer fish in troubled waters.

Suddenly, a young disciple came quickly and said: "Master, someone is going up the mountain!"

Minghao was drinking tea and said nonchalantly: "There are people who are there, as for those who are yelling?"

"No, those two people riding in the carriage are dressed very expensively!" the young disciple said hurriedly.

Minghao stood up suddenly, his eyes seemed to glow with golden light, and said: "We have an honored guest here! Quick, ring the bell and let all the disciples in the temple go out to greet him!"

Not long after, Minghao led his disciples to the treasure hall and greeted Shen Xiang and Yan Ling.

The mother and son were despised at the Marquis Mansion in Anyang, but when they came to Sanqing Temple and were suddenly treated with such hospitality, their vanity was greatly satisfied.

Minghao glanced at the two of them. Although he couldn't see anything, he still said nonsense: "You two have bad luck and are haunted by ghosts. This is not good."

Shen Xiang raised his eyebrows and said: "Why is it that your Taoist priest is different from what my niece said? She clearly said that we are not haunted by ghosts!"

Have they come to the wrong place?

Yan Ling also said: "Mother, there is a Qi spy in Sanqing Temple. It shouldn't be trustworthy. Should we look elsewhere?"

"Wait a minute!" Minghao was anxious in his heart, but his face was calm, "I have practiced Taoism for decades and never said anything empty. However, the two of you are contaminated with very little ghost energy, so some people can't notice it.

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Some of the people here are those who have been practicing for a few years.

When Shen Xiang heard this, he also felt that what the Taoist priest said was reasonable.

How old is Chu Nanli? She must have been able to serve the emperor by accident.

As the saying goes, old ginger is still spicy!

"Taoist Master Gaoming." Shen Xiang said, "Our mother and son came here mainly to ask for two talismans and seals."

She thought that her son must be close to the prince of the Duke of Jin, so he was tainted with a little ghost spirit.

Minghao was extremely happy in his heart: "I have a fate with you two, please tell me."

Shen Xiang then said that he wanted a ghost exorcism talisman and an evil spirit exorcism talisman.

Taoist priests who have practiced for several years can draw ghost-expelling talismans. It just depends on whether the effect is good or bad and whether it can cure evil spirits.

As for the evil-repelling talisman, he doesn't have the ability.

However, these two people had no ghostly or evil aura on them, so he could just draw two talismans and seals to deal with it.

Minghao immediately ordered people to prepare talisman paper and cinnabar, and with a swipe of his pen in front of them, he drew several talismans.

Shen Xiang and Yan Ling looked at the Taoist Master's sharp energy and thought to themselves that this was much better than Chu Nanli.

The two paid three hundred taels of silver, carried the talisman and left happily.

After sending the person away, Minghao staggered and almost fell.

"Master of the Monastery!" the disciples shouted.

"Hurry!" Minghao tremblingly handed over the banknote, "Hurry and buy rice, I'm starving to death."

"..." The disciples were speechless for a while.

Indeed, there have been few pilgrims in Sanqing Temple for a month, and they are so hungry that their chests are pressing against their backs.

The mother and son got the talisman seal and hurriedly sent it to the Duke of Jin's Mansion.

The Duke of Jin happily received the two of them and served them the best tea and cakes.

When Shen Xiang saw the tea set, it was made of white jade. It was worth a lot at first glance, and he felt happy.

Yan Ling also felt that his face was bright, and he could hold his head high when talking to the Duke of Jin, without any stage fright.

Duke Jin looked at the mother and son with disdain in his heart, but still had a gentle smile on his face: "Mrs. Yan still has a way to beg these talismans for my son."

His son has been riddled with dirty things and has been ill for a long time.

The imperial doctor he invited was helpless, but later a charlatan came to the door and said that his son was haunted by evil spirits, which was why he was ill for a long time.

The charlatan is an honest man, and he bluntly admits that he has no way of exorcising ghosts or evil spirits.

The Duke of Jin was very anxious, and then he thought of Chu Nanli, who had repeatedly helped Emperor Mu Wu solve his problems.

I heard that Ye Siheng was under a curse that made it difficult for him to walk, and Chu Nanli had a solution.

However, he took his son to the store to ask for help in person, but was rejected by Chu Nanli. Otherwise, he would not have looked for another way and asked for help on Shen Xiang's head.

Shen Xiang kept touching the white jade cup and said: "The Duke of the country made a serious statement."

Seeing her like this, the Duke of Jin suppressed his smile: "Let me ask one more question, this talisman was indeed made by Miss Chu Liu, right?"

He suddenly turned serious, which startled both mother and son.

At this point, they had no way out, so Shen Xiang said: "Yes, I saw Nan Li's painting with my own eyes! Please rest assured, Mr. Guo."

"Yes, yes." Yan Ling also nodded hurriedly.

The Duke of Jin then smiled and said, "Then I'll be relieved."

The mother and son breathed a sigh of relief, but their hearts were still beating rapidly.

After the two left, Duke Jin took the talisman and went to his son's room.

There was obviously a charcoal stove burning, but he felt that the room was as cold as ice and there was no warmth at all.

The public of the Jin Dynasty put the ghost and evil spirits amulets on the bedside.

The chill seems to have subsided a little.

The Duke of Jin sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his son who was still seriously ill and in a coma. His eyes were full of love and affection: "Son, dad has asked for a life-saving talisman for you. You will get better tomorrow. You will be better tomorrow."

OK……"

With Fu Zhuan suppressing it, the prince's breathing seemed to be a little stronger.

The Duke of Jin had to admire Chu Nanli. No wonder she, a daughter who had been found from outside, could win the favor of the Ninth Prince and Emperor Mu Wu. She seemed to have some real ability.

He stayed in the room for a while, making sure that his son's condition improved, and then went to rest in peace.

Before leaving, he ordered his servants: "Take good care of the prince, and if anything happens, report him immediately."

The servants responded one by one.

There were several people keeping vigil together.

But it’s late at night and it’s inevitable to take a nap.

But even if they were awake, they would only find the room filled with wind and wind, and they would not see ghosts or evil spirits.

"Where did this talisman come from?"

"It shocked me, I can't get over it..."

"You can't stop me! I want him to die tonight to avenge me!"

After the evil ghost finished speaking, he rushed over.

He broke through the talisman.

Several talismans either burned automatically or fell to the ground and were no longer useful.

Evil spirits and ghosts swarmed up, tightly wrapped around the throat and limbs of the Duke of Jin, and preyed on his yang energy.

The Duke of Jin woke up in a daze. He felt out of breath. He put his hands on his neck, trying to tear away the entanglement.

But it's all in vain.

The harder he struggled, the happier the evil spirits laughed.

Because they were tortured like this before they died.

Tonight, it's finally this scumbag's turn!
Chapter completed!