"With fierce ghosts gathering, this house is no longer habitable." Just as Fang Zhiyi was hesitating, the Daoist priest blurted out.
Fang Zhiyi gave him a puzzled look, and the priest returned his gaze.
With two priests saying the same thing in succession, the He family no longer hesitated. Even Old Master He did not insist anymore. Although he was not afraid, thinking of the many people in his family, he could only temporarily agree to move out.
The He family left overnight, and the huge He residence became desolate. Fang Zhiyi remained motionless, his eyes staring straight at the priest.
A ghostly shadow drifted by.
"Daoist Master, we can go back..." Mei'er stopped mid-sentence when she saw the priest, instantly freezing in place. The other ghosts who had gathered also froze. Another priest?
The priest glanced at the ghosts with interest and said to Fang Zhiyi, "Fellow Daoist, could you do me a favor?"
"Speak."
"Could you let me take these ghosts away?"
"Why?"
"If I'm not mistaken, my fellow Daoist doesn't have the slightest bit of magical power, so you probably can't help them cross over, can you?"
Fang Zhiyi did not reply.
"These ghosts no longer have any malevolent aura on them, so their lingering attachments must have been resolved. How about letting me handle the rest?" the priest said with a smile.
Xiaobai sensed its master's tension and took a step forward. When the priest saw it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he frowned.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly said, "Fine, then I'll trouble my fellow Daoist to send them down to the underworld to report."
The priest turned to look at Fang Zhiyi, his smile returning. "Easy enough, easy enough."
Fang Zhiyi gave the ghosts some instructions. The ghosts looked at each other, then at Fang Zhiyi in disbelief. They previously thought Fang Zhiyi was a tyrant, but ever since he took them home to see their loved ones one last time, they considered him a good person, a very good person.
Now, suddenly being told to follow a strange priest, they were somewhat reluctant.
Fang Zhiyi scolded, "Hurry up and get lost! You've been wandering the mortal realm for so long, aren't you satisfied yet?"
The ghosts lowered their heads and walked toward the priest. Xiaobai suddenly thought of something: "Um, Daoist Master!"
The priest gave it a surprised look.
"What is it?"
Xiaobai first glanced at its master, then cautiously said, "On the way from here to the town, there's another one on that crooked tree by the road. Could you..."
The priest was amused and nodded. "Sure, but... who is he to you?" He pointed at Fang Zhiyi.
Xiaobai replied, "He is my master!" It sounded very proud.
The priest realized the situation, nodding and smiling. "A master, a master is good. Well, if I do as you say, your master will have to give me some money as compensation. What do you think?"
Xiaobai was a bit surprised. Are human priests all this greedy for money?
Unexpectedly, without a word, Fang Zhiyi took out his money pouch and tossed it over. The priest caught it backhandedly. "Then I will gladly accept it."
Watching the priest walk away, Fang Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief. Little Hei also breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them exchanged a glance.
"That was terrifying."
"You played me again!"
The two were on completely different wavelengths.
The priest walked unhurriedly until he reached the crooked tree. The hanged ghost was somewhat surprised to see its kind, who had previously gone to the He family, following behind a strange priest. However, out of fear, it gradually faded its figure. Curiosity was not as important as its life, even though it was already dead.
But the priest merely glanced at it and waved the fly whisk in his hand. The branch trapping it snapped with a crisp sound, and the hanged ghost found that it could move.
"Follow behind. Someone paid for your soul." The priest's tone was cold and unquestionable. Tossing the money pouch in his hand, he muttered to himself, "I'll consider this money as an appearance fee."
The hanged ghost sensed something and its body trembled. The entire ghost instantly felt extreme terror, so it obediently followed at the back of the line.
The priest suddenly stopped and turned to ask Mei'er, "How did you meet that... Daoist Master?"
Mei'er didn't understand what the priest meant, but she answered him truthfully. The priest then asked the starved ghost behind her, and then the ghost who died unjustly from falling rocks. Finally, he suddenly let out a laugh.
"Is this the one who changed his fate?" His gaze shifted into the distance, and he muttered in a voice only he could hear, "That stinky monkey really wasn't lying. Does this mean I have to lose another jug of wine to him?"
"When did I play you?" Little Hei yelled.
"Damn it, that guy just now was an immortal! An immortal! The kind that could scare you to death! Why didn't you say so?"
"How was I supposed to know? This didn't happen in the original plot!"
"You..."
Xiaobai suddenly turned its head, its face full of reluctance.
Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes at it, temporarily stopping his argument with Little Hei. "What? Have you grown attached to them?"
"After all, I've been chanting scriptures to them every day, I've gotten used to it..."
"Then should I send you down too? It'll be quick."
"Never mind, Master... I suddenly don't miss them that much anymore."
He Yuling never expected that He Chusheng would actually risk his own life to protect her, nor did she expect that he would be willing to give up his relationship with that vixen to return to Jiang Town with her.
This moved her to tears, completely missing the calculation that flashed through He Chusheng's eyes.
However, when she returned home, she found it completely empty, as if the whole family had left in a hurry. This left her bewildered and caught He Chusheng off guard.
If Old Master He wasn't there, then all his plans would fall through.
The two didn't know what to do. Asking around yielded no clues, because the He family had moved overnight, and since the residence was located outside the city, no one knew what had happened.
Left with no other option, the two could only stay there temporarily.
He Yuling quickly adjusted her mindset. She felt her father's absence was a good thing, as it allowed her to openly be with her lover.
He Chusheng thought much deeper. He found a shop belonging to the He family and, upon inquiring, learned that for some unknown reason, the He family had temporarily moved to their old country estate.
He Yuling didn't care about all that. She just wanted to quickly get married while the old master was away, forcing a done deal. By the time her father returned, there would be nothing he could do about it.
But He Chusheng did not think this way. His original plan was to come back and swindle the He family's fortune so he would have the capital to propose marriage to his enemy's family. Now that the entire He family had moved away, his plan was completely disrupted.
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
