I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

You Ziming shuddered, "There really is a ghost..." He looked around, "Then where is it hiding?"

Shang Qing didn't say anything. He walked around the room and came to a mirror in the living room. "Where did this come from?"

Jiang Qi's hand shaking when pushing the glasses, "It's... my dad bought it. He said it's not an antique, it's just a well-made handicraft. It's been more than a year since I bought it! There's no ghost hidden in this mirror." Bar?"

Shang Qing nodded calmly, "Mirrors raise ghosts, and many lonely ghosts like to hide in them."

You Ziming supported the slumped Jiang Qi, "Then what, you tell the buddies here, we have something to discuss! It's not a problem to live in other people's homes like this, right? What if it has other ideas? Wherever it goes, we will reimburse it for its travel expenses! Please move it away quickly!"

Shang Qing was speechless. Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned, "No! It's going to run away!"

Just as he finished speaking, the lights in the room suddenly went out, like a power outage, and the whole room was dark! At the same time, a strange strong wind blew in the house, the window was blown open, the sound of shattering mirrors was heard, and a figure visible to the naked eye jumped out of the window!

In just ten seconds, the lights came on again, and Shang Qing couldn't care about anything else, "Chase!"

What happened was so sudden that the other three people didn't even care about being scared and chased after him.

Everyone chased him into the yard. It was calm outside and nothing happened.

Shang Qing: "It's hidden."

He looked around. Since Jiang Qi could be neighbors with You Ziming, his family background was naturally good. His villa is halfway up the mountainside, and they are the only family on the entire hillside. It is the villa used by the Jiang family for vacation, and there are barren mountains and ridges outside the door.

You Ziming: "Can you find it?"

Shang Qing took out the compass from his bag, injected spiritual power into it, and the compass started spinning crazily! However, before it could stop, a dark wind blew by, and the compass cracked with a crack.

This little compass from the dollar store did everything it could and died with honor.

Shang Qing has a pretty face.

Behind him, Meng Huai took out an identical compass from his bag and handed it over tremblingly.

Shang Qing looked at the Ultraman sticker on the compass and his expression became even better.

Meng Huai clenched his fist: "A new storm has emerged, how can we stand still!"

Shang Qing: "..."

Meng Huai: "...Dang, I didn't say..."

Shang Qing couldn't bear it and snatched the compass, injected spiritual power into it, and the pointer started to rotate crazily. With Ultraman's blessing... finally, the pointer pointed in one direction and stopped.

Shang Qing: "Let's go!"

The four of them chased him in the direction indicated by the compass, and after a few steps they reached a small forest.

Seeing Shang Qing about to go in, Jiang Qi shouted, "This, it's not safe in here!"

You Ziming was worried, "What's unsafe? It's such a small forest. Is it possible that there are wolves?"

Jiang Qi: "There are no wolves, but...my mother said that this place is haunted..."

Ah this...

What kind of mother would say such things to her son?

Meng Huai patted him comfortingly, "You have forgotten what we are here for. If it wasn't haunted, we wouldn't be here!"

Shang Qing had already entered first, and several people quickly chased after him.

They shivered as soon as they entered. The forest was at least five degrees different from the outside. It felt like warm spring outside, but it was as cold as an ice cellar inside.

Moreover, only after they came in did they know what "haunting" meant. It was really haunted!

In the starless and moonless night, countless white ghosts floated in the forest, some of which were no longer human, flying around like white plastic bags. There was also a weird laugh in my ears. No one would believe that this scene was not haunted!

Jiang Qi's legs were weak and he collapsed on You Ziming in fear. If he had known he would face this scene, he would rather go back and write a hundred "I love you" to the ghost!

You Ziming looked around carefully, fearing that he might disturb something, and whispered: "Let's go quickly!"

Shang Qing: "I can't leave."

The laughter in the air also became ethereal, "Yes, why are you leaving?"

"Little brother, stay and play with us!"

"Hehe, this little fat guy's meat is so tender!"

"Stay, stay, stay..."

Those white shadows gathered over and densely surrounded the four people. Each of them looked expressionless and even had no facial features. It was so frightening that one's soul would fly away.

Jiang Qi was so frightened that he burst into tears, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Shang Qing couldn't bear it anymore and took out a talisman and lit it with a snap of his fingers. The talisman turned into a long fire whip and was held in his hand. He swung the whip fiercely!

It was like a tongue of fire passing through the sky, and there was a burning smell in the air. The temperature had risen a lot, and it was no longer so cold that it made people shiver.

The white shadows surrounding him dispersed in panic, seeing the fire whip as if they were seeing a natural enemy.

Shang Qing continued to crack his whip and snorted coldly, "I hate people like you who just get close to people! Don't you know how cold you are!"

The group of ghosts were driven back and forth with whips, like herding sheep, and were finally herded together and lined up straight in two rows. Their heads without features raised their heads pitifully, and they said in a flurry of words:

"We were wrong, please let us go!"

"We haven't harmed anyone."

"I just want to joke with you..."

"It's not finished yet!"

Shang Qing: "Shut up, come in front of me and still want to leave?"

He walked up to Jiang Qi, drew a Taoist charm on his phone, and said, "Call your bodyguards and ask them to buy something and send it over."

Jiang Qi nodded quickly, dialed the phone and started talking.

After a while, the bodyguard arrived with two large bags of things, and Shang Qing took them. They were full of paper money, incense, candles and other things used for sacrifice.

The ghosts in the forest smelled the scent of incense and candles, and were a little ready to move. The people who can gather here are all wandering souls who have no idea how long they have been wandering in the world. No one has offered sacrifices to them for a long time, and they haven't tasted the taste of incense for who knows how long.

Shang counted the paper money and moved a stone slab to serve as an incense table. Green smoke curled up. The ghosts lined up in two rows started to stir and stretched out their hands to reach for the incense.

The fire whip that had not yet been extinguished was whipped through the air, and Shang Qing said coldly and solemnly: "Come one by one, otherwise you won't get a share!"

The ghosts fell silent and still watched eagerly.

Upon seeing this, You Ziming and Meng Huai hurried over to help maintain order, and the three of them became busy as if they were sharing rice from a big pot.

Shang Qing stood at the front, giving each ghost a handful of paper money and two sticks of fragrance. After eating and drinking enough, he took a picture of a rebirth charm on its forehead.

The ghosts originally thought they were lucky if they had food and drink, but they didn't expect that they could still be reborn! This is simply a great thing. Now there is no need for You Ziming and Meng Huai to maintain order. They no longer fight. They only look at the young man who is helping them with concentration and gratitude, waiting for their turn.

As soon as the rebirth talisman is pasted, the confusion of death is broken, revealing their appearance in life. Poor, rich, men, women, old and young... all are equal before death.

They may be reluctant or resentful, but their life as a human being is over.

One after another, the ghosts were sent away, and they bowed to the ground towards the young man behind the incense table to express their gratitude in their hearts.

The last person to be saved was a three-year-old girl. She imitated the others and bowed to Shang Qing in a confused manner, and said in a soft voice: "Thank you, big brother."

Meng Huai's eyes were red at that time, "It's so pitiful that you are so young and haven't even had a few bites of food!"

Turning their heads, they saw You Ziming and Jiang Qi were both a little sad, but Shang Qingzheng was calmly cleaning up the incense table. When he saw him looking over, he said, "Have a rest and look for the escaped ghost later."

Jiang Qi looked at You Ziming, "He..."

You Ziming sighed, "He has seen it too much, so he is probably used to it."

Meng Huai sniffed, "I don't think I'm used to it. In fact, Shang Qing is softer than us. If it weren't for him, we would have run away when we saw those ghosts. How could we bother to save them!"

You Ziming nodded, "That's right! Master is indeed a master. He has the world in his heart. My Buddha is compassionate, Amitabha!"

Meng Huai & Jiang Qi: "..."

You have the wrong sect!

Shang Qing packed up the incense case and found that there was still a handful of paper money left. The paper money he brought out could not be taken back, so he threw it into the fire that was not extinguished and burned it.

Green smoke rose and swirled to his side.

Fu Lianzhi showed his figure and smiled, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Shang Qing: "You're welcome." Then he immediately grabbed a handful of dead leaves from the fire.

Fu Lianzhi extinguished the fire and smiled gently, "Why are you so temperamental? Weren't you still soft-hearted just now?"

Shang Qing shrugged, "I've never been nice to others, and you're the one I particularly hate." He held out a finger, "You want blood, right? Here it is."

Fu Lianzhi looked down and saw that his pointed fingers were stained with dirt, paper dust, and grass clippings, and his fingertips had turned black.

He sighed, wiped the boy's hands, and murmured: "They say boys are naughty, but I have seen it first."

With a little pride on his face, Shang Qing saw him wipe his fingertips clean, then leaned down and took a sip.

It was much lighter than the previous two times, like a kiss.

Fu Liengzhi gently rubbed his fingers, "Does it hurt this time?"

Shang Qing took his hand back and said, "Drink your blood, no matter if it hurts me or not!"

After saying that, he stood up in a hurry, picked up the three people who were confused, and said, "Let's go."

Fu Lianzhi looked at his back and shook his head, "The heart of a child is like a needle in the sea."

He turned his head, and a tree suddenly trembled. A small tree charm hid in the trunk and looked at him in horror.

The Ghost King had a gentle expression on his face, "What, you want to drink his blood too?"

Shu Mei panicked and wanted to run away, but was held down, "Yes... I'm sorry, I was wrong. I just thought about it... I was wrong! Lord Ghost King, please let me go!"

The Ghost King chuckled, "This can't be done..." He stretched out his hand and pinched it with his fingers like claws. The living tree charm was crushed by him and disappeared.

"Think about it, it won't work either."