Possessed by Evil

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"Then why are you still standing there! Go invite him!" Zhao Xi glared sternly at Zhao Qian, then looked at me with some displeasure.

He probably thought I was hitting on his daughter and that we were dating. Seeing my poor attire, he looked down on me.

You have to know that the Zhao family is a prominent family in the county. All their potential partners are from good families. Look at all the young masters who came, all dressed in suits. You, dressed like that, aren't you ashamed?

"Oh." Zhao Qian, on the verge of tears, turned to invite the layman.

I shook my head helplessly and followed Zhao Qian, as I was a bit worried about her.

We accompanied Zhao Qian to the lounge and saw Layman Shengyun from Sanxian Temple and his disciples calmly drinking tea.

Zhao Qian anxiously went over and explained the general situation to them. Layman Shengyun didn't neglect her, put down his cup, and headed towards the main hall.

Halfway there, a group of monks, sweating profusely, carried their injured companions and escorted a monk who was trying to bite people as he walked, running towards the parking lot.

Monk Jishi sighed, his head covered in alcohol, his beard messy. It seemed either the ghost was too ferocious, or Zhao Yuan was too powerful, and their Pantian Temple was truly helpless.

"Haha, I thought the great monks of Pantian Temple were amazing, but they're just freeloaders, right, Master?" A Taoist from Sanxian Temple laughed loudly, looking very smug.

"Isn't that right? He was acting all high and mighty today, but he's got no skills and still went to die. He must be tired of living," another Taoist carrying equipment chimed in.

"Hmph, if you don't learn any skills, this is what happens when you encounter trouble. You must all keep this in mind." Layman Shengyun also took this opportunity to lecture his disciples.

The remaining disciples nodded in agreement and followed Layman Shengyun to the main hall.

At the entrance to the main hall, I looked inside but didn't see Zhao Zhou. Didn't that old guy go to invite the master? How did we end up getting here first?

Turning back, I saw Zhao Zhou and that master arriving from the parking lot outside the manor, talking in low voices as they walked. In the dark, what were those two old men doing running to the parking lot outside the manor for?

Zhao Yi was being watched by Zhao Qian's maternal uncle and second uncle. He wasn't tied up and was squatting nearby, trembling as he watched everything unfold.

There were several pools of blood on the ground. I frowned. Could Zhao Yi have really been possessed by a ghost earlier?

But where was the dirty spirit that possessed him?

Zhao Xi hurried over and grabbed Layman Shengyun's hand, saying anxiously, "Master, you're finally here. Please help us see what's going on. Earlier, after Ah Yi was possessed by a ghost, the monks from Pantian Temple seemed to have driven away the evil with their chanting. But just as it was driven away, the monk who snatched Ah Yi's knife was possessed, stabbed two of his junior brothers, and almost stabbed Monk Jishi's backside while he was praying."

"Oh? Such a thing happened?" Layman Shengyun, looking unconcerned, walked over to look at the old man Zhao lying in the inner room. He found Zhao Lao lying on the bed, his face pale, but not much different from how he looked today.

"Old Master Zhao is not in any serious danger, but his body can't withstand much more. I'll first place a Calming Talisman to protect his three souls, then use a Ghost Exorcism Talisman to protect his seven spirits, and then I'll set up an altar to exorcise the ghost," Layman Shengyun said calmly, casually tucking a few Exorcism paper talismans under Old Master Zhao.

Upon hearing Layman Shengyun's words, several disciples unceremoniously threw all the equipment that Monk Jishi had not managed to take away outside.

The old lady of the Zhao family had no objections. Instead, she was grateful that Layman Shengyun prioritized protecting the old man before performing any rituals. This made Zhao Xi very happy, as it showed that the master he invited was knowledgeable and capable, unlike Monk Jishi, who let his father suffer all day without achieving anything significant.

"Mom, Layman Shengyun was specifically invited by your son. I didn't spend a single penny, though I invited him several times. The layman was always traveling, covering thousands of kilometers back and forth. Mom, we truly aren't short of money, but if it weren't for our past relationship, the layman might not have come," Zhao Xi said shamelessly to the old lady Zhao.

"Yes, that's how it should be. Only you, the eldest brother, do things reliably and have a good reputation outside," the old lady Zhao said, flattered and almost moved to tears.

Zhao Xi felt that half of his position as Family Head was secured.

After coming out, Layman Shengyun took out a paper with a drawn curse, wrapped the blood-stained knife, and held it before his eyes. After carefully examining it, he disdainfully tossed it aside.

He then looked at Zhao Yi again and concluded, "The knife is fine. The person was possessed by a ghost. You can see that the ghostly energy hasn't dissipated from his glabella, and there's still residual Yin energy on him. Oh, right, I forgot to mention, young nephew Zhao Yi, you don't need to stay here anymore. Go to the hospital quickly."

After saying that, he urged Zhao Yi to go to the hospital. Zhao Yi was startled and quickly called the driver, who helped him up and they rushed off.

I almost burst out laughing. If they could see like Layman Shengyun, they would truly be seeing ghosts. I, for one, didn't see anything. Didn't that possessing ghost just possess Monk Jishi's disciple earlier!

But just as I was thinking this, Old Master Zhao, lying on the bed, began to shake violently as if possessed!

After a few shakes, he suddenly sprang up like a zombie! His eyes rolled back, his tongue lolled out of his mouth, sticking out very long.

I saw this and knew it was bad. Old Master Zhao was going to die this time.