The first fairy of the United States

At this time, the door closed automatically, locking Mao Shanming in the house.After a while, there was a noise of fighting inside, and after a while, the noise of fighting stopped, and the people outside the house only heard shouting from inside:

"Help me quickly, open the door, I can't accept this ghost, Master Tan, I will return the money to you! Help me..."

It turned out that just after Mao Shanming entered, all the ghosts appeared. Originally, Mao Shanming only knew the basics of Taoism, and his magic power was low. I had to ask for help.

"Haha, it's time for our brothers to make a move."

After speaking, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai kicked open the door and rushed in with their mahogany swords in hand.Mao Shanming crawled out of the room, probably the first time in his life that he was in such a mess.

"Little goblin, catch it before it's too late!"

While shouting, the two played a few ghost-suppressing talismans from Uncle Jiu, repelled the ghosts, raised their swords and slashed, injuring several of them in an instant.

Seeing the two people showing their supernatural power, the people outside the house immediately applauded.He also cast a glance at Mao Shanming, showing a look of contempt, watching Qiu Shengwencai and the two chasing all the ghosts around, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "You are worthy of the nine uncles."

The two were triumphant in the house, and the ghost they were chasing was in a panic. At this moment, the two found that the talismans they had brought in from Uncle Jiu had been used up, and they hurriedly thought to themselves, why didn't they steal a few more and bring them with them.

When the ghosts saw that the two of them could not play those amazingly powerful talismans, they stopped running away and turned around to attack the two of them. However, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had practiced for more than ten years, and they were still wandering in the early days of Acquired Heaven.

It's just that Qiu Sheng was a little bit higher than the realm of literary talent, faintly touching the edge of the middle stage, and his supernatural powers were not even comparable to that of the five-year-old Ye Wentian back then.

All the ghosts were dressed in late Qing costumes, and all of them had practiced for more than a hundred years. The female ghost with the highest cultivation level snatched the mahogany swords from the two of them and broke them off.

Now the two of them didn't even have their last protective body, and they had consumed a lot of mana. If they ran out of mana, they might not even be able to touch the ghost's body with their fists and feet, and they would pass right through them.

"Brother Wentian, help me!"

"Help me..."

The two hurriedly called for help. Seeing that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, everyone outside the house was dumbfounded. Didn't they just fight loudly? !Why did it start calling for help after a while...

Ye Wentian twitched his lips, and secretly said, "These two parallel importers".Shrinking the ground into an inch, the two came to the front of the house, pinched the Six Suns Curse, and the inscription was condensed in the palm of the hand, and they did not disperse.

Mana and spiritual energy poured into his breath, and Ye Wentian's palm shone with a strong light, as if he was holding a sun in his hand.

All the ghosts in the room were burned by the glare of the sun and smoked all over their bodies. They were frozen in place, too weak to move. Seeing that their souls and bodies were about to disperse, the female ghost with the strongest cultivation base begged for mercy:

"Shangxian, quickly withdraw your supernatural powers, our family has never harmed anyone."

Ye Wentian heard the words and received the spell, but didn't speak, just watched quietly.All the ghosts in the room relaxed after seeing the light dissipate, and fell to the ground.Seeing that Ye Wentian didn't reply, the female ghost spoke again:

"This Tan Wanwan built a new house on top of our family's tomb a year ago, and we didn't cast spells on them. We just moved them out of bed every night so that they could live a restless life. Maybe we can move by ourselves soon." Get out of here."

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

"This~ when the foundation was built, the bones were indeed dug out, and the excavation was not too deep, but we just regarded it as a wild grave and didn't pay too much attention to it." Tan Wanwan said a little nervously.

Ye Wentian turned his head to look at the female ghost again:

"It's been so long, why not reincarnate?"

"Reporting to the Immortal, you don't know. These years, the world has entered the age of Dharma. I met an old senior who said before that all the immortals and monsters have left this world one after another. The underworld is also slowly curbing power. Take care of the affairs of the world."

Ye Wentian noticed the information in the words, and his heart was actually quite fluctuated. All the immortals and monsters left this place, probably because of the arrival of the Dharma-ending era.

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

This world, like the previous life, is in the shape of a cosmic planet, and the mythical and legendary Great Desolate Continent, with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, is a world with a circle of one day, and it is definitely not here.

It is estimated that this world is one of the worlds under the jurisdiction of Honghuang, and the underworld here should be opened up by the people who came to preach with great magic power. It is probably not a real underworld. The reincarnation governs the heavens. Every world has projections, and the laws operate autonomously to maintain the reproduction of life.

There is also the problem of the underworld. If you encounter a ghost messenger in the future, please inquire about it by the way.

"Shangxian?"

Ye Wentian came to his senses when he heard someone shouting.

"Since that's the case, I won't take care of your affairs anymore, as long as no one is killed."

"Thank you Shangxian."

After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he greeted Ren Tingting to leave, and Ren Tingting was about to leave with Ye Wentian, but Tan Wanwan stopped the two of them.

"Oh, real man, you can't leave. It took more than 2000 oceans to build my house. Even if you don't care, you can give me a solution."

"You built your house on top of someone else's old and small private house, how dare you say that?! If someone else built their house on your ancestral grave, wouldn't you have no complaints?!"

"Really, don't I know that I was wrong? I, Tan Wanwan, am not a very evil person, so you should help me."

Ye Wentian pondered for a while, looked at all the ghosts in the room, and then at Tan Wanwan before saying:

"Either you demolish the house, or you build a long-lived rank for this family, as an ancestor, and worship it every day. In the future, these ghosts will also protect your family's safety!"

"This~ this... okay."

After a moment of embarrassment, Master Tan could only agree.

"What do you think?" Ye Wentian turned his head and asked all the ghosts in the room.

"I'm all up to the gods to make the decision."

"I'm all up to the gods to make the decision."

"I wait…"

"..."

The ghosts can only agree, there is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and the yin house has been pressed down, even if the house is demolished, it will not be able to return to the previous state, it is better to be with the Tan Wanwan family in the future Living in harmony, they are not evil spirits in the first place.

Seeing that the ghosts agreed, Tan Wanwan's heart that had been calm all along fell to the ground.Ye Wentian saw that the matter had landed perfectly, so he prepared to deal with Mao Shanming's problem.

"Take it out!" Ye Wentian stared at Mao Shanming with lightning-like eyes.Other people around also turned their heads to look at Mao Shanming.

"You liar, return the money." Tan Wanwan began to feel sorry for the 550 taels posted earlier.

"Friend Daoist, this is not good." Mao Shanming smiled awkwardly.

"Where do you come from, who do you study under, and what is your level of cultivation? Do you dare to call me a fellow Taoist?! I am now the guardian of Maoshan, and the generation of elders in Maoshan. What can you do?! Make ghosts cheat money, be greedy, and ask for 550 taels, in a famine year, such a huge amount of money can feed tens of thousands of victims, you are worthy of cultivation?!"