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Chapter 82
The female ghost couldn't bear this heart-wrenching attack, so she clasped her hands together and begged for mercy, "Sir, have mercy on me, I'm just a little ghost who wants to die in vain and can't survive. I was coerced by others, not my own will."

When Bai Ji heard that it was exactly what he thought, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

The female ghost quickly replied: "Master of Moshan Taoist Temple!"

It turned out to be Wei Changyuan!

Bai Ji paused slightly. If it was Wei Changyuan's handwriting, then everything would be simple and clear.

Although Wei Changyuan is dead, the more important thing is the person behind killing him.

She pinched her eyebrows with a headache. Xu Yingying's incident was probably related to the person behind the scenes. Although it was still calm now, there was probably a turmoil underneath.

The female ghost begged for mercy, "Sir, please let me go. I am just a lonely wild ghost who is restricted by others. I have never had any real intention to harm others. I am instigated by others to suck Mr. Qi's yang energy." !”

"Yang...Yang Qi?" Mr. Qi, who was almost scared to death, looked surprised.

Baiji said calmly: "You have been so in love with this sexy ghost these days. Do you really think she doesn't like fresh meat but old meat?"

"This... is ridiculous, really ridiculous!" When Mr. Qi thought of what happened these days, he was so embarrassed that he almost lost his face.

He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Kill her, beat her until her soul is knocked out, and let her run out and harm others!"

"You're such a shameless old man, do you think I'm happy with it? You're already this old, and you still think about competing with young guys in their early twenties!" When the female ghost heard that Mr. Qi actually wanted Bai Ji to beat her to death, she immediately He was not happy and cursed angrily.

"You!" Mr. Qi was so angry at her that his originally pale face turned red. After all, he was kissing his "grandson" in front of him.

He was so anxious that he jumped, "Shut up!"

The female ghost lost her temper, "I won't, I'm going to say it!"

Bai Ji felt a little sad when he heard it, "Okay, don't say anything anymore."

She said to the female ghost: "Whether you are forced to do it or you have an impure mind, the underworld will naturally make a judgment."

Then she raised her hand slightly, and the female ghost turned into a wisp of smoke and flew back to the painting hanging on the wall.

The beauty in the painting became more vivid in an instant, and a tear slowly fell on the beauty in the painting.

Mr. Qi was a little scared when he saw the female ghost return to the painting, "Why... why did she come back?"

Bai Ji explained, "She was sealed in the painting. Before the ferryman comes, we can only let her go back temporarily."

But he looked at Baiji and asked doubtfully: "Puer... ferryman? Are you really Qi Bosen?"

It was clearly Qi Bosen's face, but his temperament and cold temperament were completely different from his grandson's.

After all, he is his own grandson, what about the underworld, what about being a ferryman, what about subduing female ghosts, Qi Bosen has this ability, why didn’t he know?
Baiji said calmly: "It's not important."

"You, you, you... are you a god?" Mr. Qi was old and had never seen this scene before. He quickly knelt down and became grateful.

"Thank you Daxian for saving my life!"

When Baiji heard this, she curled her lips and said, "Help? This is not even saving you."

Mr. Qi turned pale with fright, "What does the immortal mean?"

She said bluntly: "You are eighty years old, and you have been flirting with this female ghost for so many days. If you hadn't been able to profit from this female ghost, you would have been sucked dry long ago."

"Then...then now I..." Mr. Qi was a little confused at the moment.

"You are going to die! You are just a wisp of soul now." Baiji added.

"Impossible!" He couldn't believe it, and even touched himself, "I still have my ankles, and I can still touch things!" Bai Ji sighed and put down the painting hanging on the wall. The illusion in front of him collapsed instantly.

Everything returned to its original appearance. She went to open the heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains. At this moment, the sky outside turned white and dawn had just arrived.

Mr. Qi still remembered that he had just had breakfast, and he even saw a person who looked exactly like him lying on the bed. He looked haggard, but not as lively as he had remembered these days.

The originally luxurious room has been restored to its original appearance, and many charms to ward off ghosts and evil spirits have been posted.

He looked at his hands in surprise, which had turned into shadows.

"Am I... dead? I don't want to die yet!" Mr. Qi quickly knelt down and begged Baiji to save him.

Bai Ji sighed, "Although you are already over eighty years old, you originally enjoyed a hundred years of blessings because of your good deeds in your previous life, but now you are about to die because of your greed."

Mr. Qi heard that Baiji was connoting the relationship between himself and the female ghost Jiangjiang. He was ashamed and scared. "I was also deceived! I want to know that she is a female ghost. How could it be possible..."

Thinking of this, he prayed again.

Seeing that Bai Ji had almost eaten up his appetite, he smiled and said: "Now that things have come to a point, there is no way to survive!"

"Speak quickly, Great Immortal!" Mr. Qi asked quickly.

She said leisurely: "From now on, I promise to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and not to have any thoughts that I shouldn't have. If I violate my oath, I will be cut into pieces in hell and hell."

"This..." Mr. Qi was slightly startled.

"What? Can't do it?" Bai Ji raised his eyebrows.

"Yes! Thank you for your teachings!" Mr. Qi quickly agreed and knelt down to express his gratitude.

Bai Ji reminded, "This is not an oath made casually by mortals."

Mr. Qi has lived to this age and has never done any bad things. Now at this age, he is scared to see gods and ghosts and wet his pants. How can he dare to question anything.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Bai Ji curled his lips in satisfaction, held a yellow talisman between his fingers, and murmured a spell in a low voice. Mr. Qi felt his soul floating.

The soul turned into a wisp of white smoke and flew towards the withered body on the bed. After the soul merged with the body, the skin gradually returned to its original state, but the old man on the bed was still extremely pale.

At this moment, Lin Huai, who had been waiting quietly, suddenly appeared. Looking at the almost dead old man on the bed, he sighed helplessly.

"I have known him for more than 100 years. I didn't expect that at the end of the day, he would start to become confused."

The Mr. Qi in Lin Huai's memory was originally a smart and sincere man, but he became like this as he got older.

It was Qi Bosen's Bletilla that transformed back to its original appearance, with slightly hooked red lips, "I believe that after this time, he will be much more at ease."

Previously, Mr. Qi also knew that Lin Huai was bound by his promise and deliberately made things difficult for Lin Huai. Now that he has experienced this kind of thing, he should not dare to do evil again.

When Mr. Qi woke up again, he was already lying in the hospital.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his son, daughter-in-law, and his "grandson" Qi Bosen who was stern at him just now.

When Mr. Qi saw Qi Bosen, he was so frightened that he quickly stood up and wanted to kneel down, "Great Immortal, help me!"

This move scared the whole family into panic. Qi's father quickly pressed his father down and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)