The Real Daughter Has Become Famous All Over the World for Fortune-telling Chapter 249

 Master Song's thoughts are actually very easy to understand.

He just wanted to live a happy and prosperous life before and after death, otherwise he would not have spent so much energy building his tomb like it is now.

For a good ghost like Mr. Song who maintains his rationality, it is futile to move him with emotion or reason. Only the core interests can impress the other party.

 Having this prerequisite, Pei Anzhu will not worry about not achieving his goal this time.

 She waited for Mr. Song to think for a while and said:

 “There are only two roads before you now.”

“Article 1, according to what I said, you take these ghosts to the underworld, reincarnate those who deserve to be reincarnated, and serve the sentences that deserve to be reincarnated. We will do it in accordance with the order. No one can be an exception."

“The advantage of doing this is that your tomb can be handed over to outside countries for protective excavation, and everything inside will enter the museum and become very valuable cultural relics that will be passed down for a long time under the protection of special means.”

"And I can also help you negotiate terms with the country, such as building an incense temple for you, or help you negotiate terms with the underworld and find you an official position underground so that you can continue to be prosperous."

“Of course, the premise for all this is that you have never committed any crime before or after your life, your hands are clean, you are not burdened with any sins and debts, and you have merit and blessings.”

"If you destroy these four hundred years of practice, then these conditions will not be achieved."

When Master Song heard the words "incense temple" and "underworld official position", his eyes flashed slightly, and he could see that he was a little moved on his innocent and mixed face.

 But he did not agree immediately, and only asked:

 “What about the second way?”

Pei Anzhu smiled at him and continued:

"The second way is that you reject me now and bring hundreds of ghost servants against me, and then I will subdue you and **** you to the underworld."

 “By that time, you won't have any preferential treatment.”

 There are laws in the human world, ghosts and monsters have their own ways, and both the yin and yang realms have their own fixed order. It is said that there is no circle without rules. Only by abiding by the rules can the world avoid chaos.

Take the mausoleum of Mr. Song as an example—

It was indeed built under the supervision of Mr. Song during his lifetime, and he indeed lived here for more than four hundred years. In his opinion, it belonged to him.

 But he ignored the fact that he was already dead.

If it weren't for Pei Anzhu, the noise he made underground would have been discovered by other people in Gaoqiao Village sooner or later, and they would have reported it.

 Eventually, the country will discover that there is a large tomb here from hundreds of years ago, and then find ways to start excavation and bring it to light.

At that point, whether Mr. Song took action to protect his own territory, or the country took action to protect cultural relics, both sides were not wrong from their standpoints, but the confrontation between man and ghost was destined to be a difficult battle. resentment.

 So, it is better for Pei Anzhu to take action in advance to nip the problem in the bud.

Master Song and his ghost servants have enjoyed more than four hundred years of leisurely life, and now it is time to go where they are destined to go.

"Mr. Song, have you thought it through?" Pei Anzhu asked after finishing speaking.

Mr. Song looked at the young girl in front of him and felt very confused:

He has indeed considered the pros and cons clearly, but the girl in front of him is too young, and it is not certain how capable she is. Maybe she is bluffing.

 In case this girl is a liar, he may not be able to fight her.

After all, with more than 400 years of cultivation, he has already reached the strength of a ghost king. What's more, he has four to five hundred ghost servants under his command, which are much more powerful than those ghost kings who fought alone in the past.

Thinking of this, Mr. Song wanted to struggle again, so he said:

"Master is young and doesn't know how much cultivation he has. He may not be able to defeat ghost servants like me." "Really?" Pei Anzhu raised his eyebrows.

She didn't explain much. No words can be as concrete as actions. She directly made seals with her hands, without restraining her cultivation at all.

 The next second, the coercion of the Golden Core stage spread across the scene.

At the same time, a formation formed on her fingertips, and golden light flew out from her fingertips, flew into the air, and spread out in an instant, like an inverted bowl, covering the entire mausoleum.

The inverted bowl is transparent, and there seems to be a thin barrier in the air. Occasionally, golden Buddhist scriptures flash through the transparent barrier, accompanied by continuous Sanskrit sounds, coming from all directions.

Overhead, on the ground, in all directions, southeast and northwest, these Sanskrit sounds seemed to be surrounded by 360 degrees without blind spots, and penetrated into the ears of these ghosts with an extremely cunning attitude.

Soon, they began to have headaches, covered their ears and began to scream.

There are some low-level ghosts whose cultivation level is not high enough. They cannot withstand the double attack of the Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit sounds. White smoke begins to smoke on their bodies, as if they are being burned by something invisible. The real ghost body gradually became transparent.

 From the time Pei Anzhu formed the seal to this moment, it took no more than ten seconds.

Mr. Song's face changed drastically. He stood up immediately and said to Pei Anzhu:

"I agree to your proposal. These ghost servants were all miserable people during their lifetime. They will live here with me after their death and have never gone out to do evil. You can let them go."

After hearing this, Pei Anzhu did not hesitate, closed the formation, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Song, please rest assured. I am not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. I have modified the formation just now. It is not lethal and will only make the ghosts feel a little pain."

“Those low-level ghosts will be fine after just a few days of cultivation.”

“I just want to tell you that if I really want to do something to you, you have hundreds of ghosts all over the yard, which is really not enough for me.”

Mr. Song now truly believes it.

 It was because he underestimated the young master and wanted to take advantage of it. Even if he could not stay here anymore, he would still tear off another piece of flesh from her hand.

 But now it seems that the other party is indeed too polite.

As long as she is an impulsive and indiscriminate master, I am afraid that all the ghost servants in the yard will be gone in an instant.

After Mr. Song figured it out, he suddenly waved his hand and the surrounding scene changed again.

The excitement of singing, dancing, and the sound of silk and bamboo had all faded away, and the ghost servants all over the yard had also disappeared. Everyone saw the most real layer of the mausoleum.

"Let's sit in the flower hall." Mr. Song made an invitation gesture to Pei Anzhu, "I agree to return to the underworld with the ghost servant, but you can't take me for granted, and you can't fool me with what you promised."

Pei Anzhu glanced at Officer Du calmly, but saw Officer Du nodded slightly.

This means that she is given full authority to make her decision.

Police Officer Du has experienced a lot with Pei Anzhu. He knows that Pei Anzhu is a measured person and will not casually promise things that are difficult to fulfill.

With Pei Anzhu negotiating with Mr. Song, he was relieved. He only needed to report the matter to the superiors for approval after the negotiations were completed.

So, Pei Anzhu followed Mr. Song into the flower hall and began to discuss the deal.

Master Song wanted Pei Anzhu to build him an incense temple in the human world, and also give him an official position in the underworld. In a word:

 He doesn't want to be reincarnated as a human being, but he also doesn't want to be an idle ghost.

 If he wants to be a ghost for a long time, he still needs to continuously improve his cultivation, but he doesn't want to practice through human flesh and blood like other ghost kings, so incense is the best source of energy.

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