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In this world, Lin absolutely couldn't find any righteous people, so he could only hope to invite some fake Monks and wild Taoists over.

Inside the Lin family's main hall, about six or seven people were sizing each other up.

After all, they were peers. For those in their line of work, it didn't matter if their skills were poor; as long as they had a little basic skill and a glib tongue, they could make a living.

It would be even better if their peers' skills were worse than theirs, as it would just highlight their own good skills and high abilities.

However, among these six or seven people, there were fake Monks, wild Taoists, those who practiced Gu techniques, those who controlled snakes...

"Cough cough, Masters, I really have no other choice. The reason I invited you all here this time is to resolve this matter..."

Meanwhile, Lu Qing was standing on the mountain path of this hillside. On the other side, guided by Lin, six Masters had also set off. They did have some ability after all; they didn't agree immediately but wanted to go see what was going on with that dead man's land first.

Lin said that he just picked up a gold ingot and was then haunted by a ghost that wanted his family ruined and him dead.

These words could only fool those who didn't understand the trade.

After all, there were many taboos in this line of work. Some wild sorcerers who didn't inherit their skills from a family lineage would often trip up and fail because they didn't know these experienced insights.

The six people looked at the peers who had come this time, and they all had some skills themselves.

Let's take a look together. If the problem isn't too big, we'll take it on.

The clouds in the sky were like swallows' tails, separating to reveal a clear line of the long sky.

However, this sky, which had just been beautiful and clean, suddenly turned foul as this group of people began to ascend the mountain.

The clouds dispersed, and dark clouds gathered.

The sunlight was also hidden behind the thick layer of clouds that had suddenly arrived.

"This weather, it changed too quickly."

Someone among the peers muttered.

"This mountain, it's not good."

Some also remained silent, but their eyes flickered occasionally, and they felt a sense of dread and unease in their bodies.

"Masters, it's just ahead."

"Hah!"

"Are you people tired of living?!"

"Amitabha!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Two voices arrived, one after the other.

One Monk, and one Taoist.

This strange combination appearing here also surprised people.

"Sirs, what is the meaning of this?"

"What else could it mean? Hmph, I didn't expect such an evil entity to be born right under the Emperor's feet!"

"This old Monk will not let it off lightly!"

"Bald donkey, don't trip up and fail!"

"This bunch of idiots, they actually want to run inside!"

As soon as this Monk and Taoist arrived, they immediately took the initiative, blocking everything the people present wanted to say in their throats.

Lin was even more overwhelmed.

He was both angry and resentful in his heart, but none of the Masters beside him spoke up. Lin, having witnessed the methods of these Masters, also felt guilty inside.

Master Le Hong said "Amitabha," "This place must be suppressed as soon as possible, otherwise once it is born, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable."

Taoist Qingyang also let out a cold laugh. The two of them were equal in their cultivation, but he agreed with these words.

He glanced at Lin with disgust, "This person has also committed many evil deeds."

A sharp, strange cry appeared here.

"What fierce resentment!"

Hearing this sound, the two became even more cautious.

And those Masters were all dizzy and disoriented. Lin was directly pressed down onto the ground, "No!"

"I didn't do it!"

"I'm not the murderer!"

"I didn't take your treasure!"

"Master, expert!! Please save me quickly!"

Lin's entire body convulsed, and his face twitched for a while.

"Trouble, things with spirits are not easy to deal with."

In the Imperial City.

In a magnificent palace, a young man with dark circles under his eyes and a cruel expression on his face suddenly woke up from a dream.

"Your Highness! Crown Prince! What's wrong?!"

It was someone beside him shaking his arm.

The young man became impatient and backhanded a slap. The attendant was struck until he saw stars, but he didn't dare show any complaint and immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Highness! Please spare my life!"

"You go out first."

Another middle-aged man's voice appeared.

In this bedchamber, besides the young man, there was also a middle-aged scholar sitting on a grand tutor's chair on the other side.

His temples were gray, his hair and beard were clean and tidy, and even the texture of his clothes had a slight sheen, with hidden pearl threads within.

At a glance, one could tell he was either rich or noble.

"Get out!"

The middle-aged scholar spoke, and the young man also reluctantly suppressed his tyranny, "Get lost!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Mr. Xie!"

The attendant moved his steps backward, and then walked towards the palace door a little faster than usual.

When there were only two people in the hall again, the middle-aged scholar seemed not to have seen the trace of fright the Crown Prince had when he woke up.

He still spoke in that slow, deliberate manner: "Your Highness, had a nightmare?"

This was, of course, a rhetorical question!

But his own worth and handle were probably nothing in the eyes of this Mr. Xie before him.

The usually extremely violent young man also held onto his composure, but there was still a hint of urgency in his words, "Mr. Xie, please don't jest."

"Why hasn't that person been dealt with cleanly yet!"

"He! He can actually enter my dreams!"

Thinking of the darkness in his dream, deep and without light, his throat being choked, his legs being dragged out, the panic and fear of being unable to run, this Great Qi Crown Prince, who could still pretend to be humble and courteous in front of outsiders, was completely unable to control his emotions well.

Mr. Xie, who was the middle-aged scholar, just let out a light hum upon hearing this, "Your Highness, I said long ago that this method has many flaws, and even I only had seventy percent certainty."

"His fate was originally excellent. For so many years, he was only missing the final step of a violent death. It is normal for him to come seeking revenge."

"But there are always accidents," Mr. Xie said unhurriedly, "As for the current plan..."

"What should we do?!"

The Great Qi Crown Prince couldn't wait any longer!

Even though he could casually kill others and play with them like ants on a daily basis, it didn't mean that such a person had no fear of death in his heart at all.

On the contrary, in the eyes of the Great Qi Crown Prince, how could those lowly ants compare to him!

Especially that scholar!

How could someone from a mountain ditch have such a good fate and Qi Fortune?

He could suppress him for a while, and he could also suppress him for a lifetime! Therefore, his expression became even more sinister.

Mr. Xie smiled as he looked at this Crown Prince.

That dead scholar would have had great achievements in the future. That kind of purple energy made him look more like a Crown Prince than the person before him, but who told him to be unlucky enough to be targeted?

A hidden Dragon in the abyss must come out of the abyss to become a Dragon flying in the sky.

He spoke slowly, each word clear and fluent, so that this Crown Prince could hear the key point of every word.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, as for the current plan, if you want to succeed, you can only ascend the throne first."

"With the Dynasty's Qi Fortune, you are the Emperor, the Son of Heaven. That mere evil entity was personally killed by you when he was alive, so how can he harm you, who possesses the aura of the Son of Heaven, after death?"

The Great Qi Crown Prince's expression froze for a moment, seemingly with a little hesitation, "But I am already the Crown Prince..."

"No," without waiting for the young man to finish, Mr. Xie smiled and shook his head, "Your Highness, you are mistaken."

"A country only has one True Dragon. The aura of a True Dragon and the aura of the Son of Heaven are only possessed by His Majesty. As the Crown Prince, although you are of the imperial family, in my opinion, that evil entity will likely break through my seal within days."

"By then, let alone seeking immortality, Your Highness, your life might not even be yours anymore."

Mr. Xie sighed faintly at the end, seemingly feeling very sorry for the Crown Prince.

Seems to be saying, you've done so much before, are you really willing to have all your efforts go to waste at the end?

Although the appearance of that evil entity was unexpected, Mr. Xie had not failed to leave behind some means.

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