Unexpectedly, the door automatically closed as soon as he entered, locking Mao Shanming in the room in the blink of an eye.

After a while, there was a sound of fighting inside. After a while, the fighting gradually stopped, and everyone outside the house only heard the shouting inside:

"Hurry and help! Open the door, I can't take this guy away! Mr. Tan, I'll give you the money back! Save me...save me..."

It turns out that just after Mao Shanming entered, all the ghosts appeared. Originally, Mao Shanming only knew some basics of Taoism and had low magical power.

Only a few magic weapons bought at the farmhouse still had some effect, but they couldn't resist even a little bit, so they had no choice but to ask for help.

"Hahaha, it's time for our brothers and sisters to take action!"

After saying that, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai took their mahogany swords, kicked open the door and rushed in.

Mao Shanming, who was taken over, quickly rolled out of the room and crawled out of the room. This was the first time in his life that he was so embarrassed.

"You little ghost, you can catch it without restraint!"

While shouting, the two of them fired several ghost-suppressing talismans that they had received from Uncle Jiu. While repelling the ghosts, they raised their swords and slashed at them. However, several of them were injured in a short exchange.

When everyone outside the house saw the two men showing off their power, they all applauded and at the same time glanced at Mao Shanming with a look of contempt.

Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wencai chasing all the ghosts around the house, they all subconsciously exclaimed that they are indeed the disciples of Uncle Ninth!

The two of them were enjoying themselves in the house, and the ghosts they were chasing were in a panic. After being arrogant for a while, the two of them discovered that the talisman they had received from Uncle Jiu had been used up.

Now they couldn't help but secretly blame themselves for not stealing more talismans and taking them with them.

When the ghosts saw that the two men could no longer produce the astonishingly powerful talismans, they stopped escaping and turned to attack the two men.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai have been practicing for more than ten years and are still lingering in the early stage of acquired life. However, Qiu Sheng is a little higher than Wen Cai and is faintly touching the edge of the middle stage.

Moreover, there is no room for comparison with the five-year-old Ye Wentian in terms of his magical skills. Suddenly the situation took a turn for the worse, and he almost survived.

All the ghosts were dressed in late Qing Dynasty costumes, and they all had been practicing for more than a hundred years. The female ghost with the highest level of cultivation grabbed the peach wood swords from their hands and broke them in half.

Now the two of them don't even have the last protective object, and they also consume a lot of mana. If they run out of mana, they may not even be able to touch the ghost's body with their fists and feet, and they will pass through them directly.

"Brother Wentian, help me!"

"Help..."

The two people quickly called for help. When everyone outside the house saw that the situation took a turn for the worse, they were stunned. Didn't they fight so vigorously just now?! Why did they start calling for help all of a sudden...

Ye Wentian curled his lips, complaining about "these two parallel imports" in his heart. At the same time, he shrank to the ground and used his strength. The two of them ducked to the front of the house, raised his hand and cast the Six Yang Curse.

The inscriptions were condensed in the palm of his hand, gathering together and never dispersing. Mana and spiritual energy were injected into his breath, and Ye Wentian's palm instantly lit up with a strong light, as if he was holding a sun in his hand.

All the ghosts in the room were burned by the dazzling light like the sun, and their whole bodies were smoking. They were frozen in place, too weak to move. Seeing that their souls were about to disperse, the female ghost with the strongest cultivation hurriedly came out.

Begging for mercy:

"Exalted Immortal! Hurry up and collect your magical powers! Our family has never harmed anyone."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wentian casually extinguished the Six Yang Curse, but did not ask any questions, but just looked at the ghosts quietly.

All the ghosts in the room relaxed when they saw the light dissipated. They all fell to the ground with a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that Ye Wentian didn't reply, the female ghost continued to speak:

"This Tan Wanwan built his new house on top of our family's graves a year ago, and we didn't cast any spells to harm them.

I just move them out of bed every night so that they can live a restless life, and maybe they will be able to move out of here voluntarily soon."

"Is this true?" Ye Wentian turned to look at Tan Wanwan and asked.

"This... we did dig out some bones when we were building the foundation, but they didn't dig too deep, but we just regarded them as wild graves and didn't pay too much attention to them."

After hearing this, Tan Wanwan responded with some anxiety.

Ye Wentian turned to look at the female ghost again:

"It's been so long, why don't you reincarnate?"

"Reporting to the Immortal, you don't know something. Over the past few years, the world has entered the Age of Ending Dharma. I have met old seniors who have said before that all the immortals and great demons have left this world one after another, and the underworld has also slowly reined in its power.

Keep an eye on the affairs of the world."

Ye Wentian noticed the information in the words, and his heart actually fluctuated greatly. All the immortals and great demons had left this place, probably because of the arrival of the Age of Ending Law.

The gradual loss of spiritual energy should not be a big problem for people with advanced cultivation. Spiritual energy is just one form of energy. The difficulty in understanding the Taoism is the real reason why they leave.

This world is the same as the previous life, in the form of a cosmic planet. In myths and legends, the heaven where immortals live, the upper world, or fairyland, the prehistoric world, with a radius of hundreds of billions of miles, is a world with a round sky and a square place. It will definitely not

It's here.

It is estimated that this world is one of the worlds under the jurisdiction of the upper realm for preaching, and the underworld here should have been opened up by the people who came to preach with great magic power. It is probably not a real underworld.

The place of reincarnation governs the heavens, and may have a projection in every world, and the laws operate autonomously to maintain the reproduction of life.

There is also the issue of the underworld. If you encounter ghosts in the future, you can inquire about it by the way.

"Exalted Immortal?"

Ye Wentian came back to his senses when he heard the call:

"In this case, I won't care about your affairs anymore, as long as no one is killed."

"Thank you, God!"

After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he called Ren Tingting and prepared to leave. However, when the two were about to leave, they were blocked by Tan Baiwan who sprinted in front of them.

"Oh my god! You can't leave. My house cost more than two thousand dollars to build. You can't just let it go!"

"How dare you say that your house is built on someone else's graveyard?! If someone else built their house on your family's ancestral grave, would you have no complaints?!"

"Master, don't I know I'm wrong? I, Tan Wanwan, am not a very evil person, so just help me!"

Seeing Tan Wanwan's pleading look, Ye Wentian pondered for a while, looked at the ghosts in the room, and then at Tan Wanwan before slowly making a suggestion:

"Either you demolish the house and move away, or you build a place of immortality for this family and treat it as an ancestor and worship it every day. In the future, these ghosts can also protect your family's safety. There is no other way."

Law!"

"This...this...okay."

Mr. Tan was a little embarrassed, but he could only agree.

"What do you think?" Ye Wentian turned to ask the ghosts in the room.

"We all rely on the Immortal to make the final decision!"

"We all rely on the Immortal to make the final decision!"

"I wait…"

"..."

Naturally, the ghosts had no choice but to agree. People had no choice but to bow their heads under the eaves, and the haunted house had been crushed underneath. Even if the house was demolished, it would not be able to return to its previous state.

In this case, it is better to live in harmony with Tan Wanwan's family from now on. They are not evil ghosts in the first place.

Seeing the ghosts agreeing, Tan Wanwan's heart that had been calm fell to the ground. Seeing that the matter was perfectly resolved, Ye Wentian was ready to deal with Mao Shanming's problem.

"take it out!"

Ye Wentian stared at Mao Shanming with lightning eyes. After hearing this, the others immediately turned their heads and looked at Mao Shanming.

"You liar, give me your money back!"

Tan Wanwan began to feel sorry for the five hundred and fifty taels he had posted before.

"Fellow Taoist, isn't this good?" Mao Shanming smiled awkwardly.

"Who are you from? Who do you study under? What is your cultivation level? Do you dare to call me Taoist friend?! Pindao is now the protector of Maoshan, and you are the same generation as the elders of Maoshan, how virtuous and capable are you?!
Chapter completed!