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Chapter 1497 Resentful Ghost Upper Body

"I'm helpless. Your son is a scam. He has a grudge on him, so I can't deal with it." The witch was in a state of energy and was not energetic.

Ye Qingqing was stunned for a moment, resentful ghost?

"Is my cousin over a resentful ghost?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help asking.

The witch nodded and shook her head again, looking very entangled. Sang Liangjie's situation was the first time she had seen it in her life. It looked like a ghost, but it didn't look very similar.

"It's hard to say whether it's a ghost or not, but your cousin has a grudge, so it must be removed as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the grudge sucks your cousin's yang energy, even if you wake up, you will become a useless person." The witch warned.

Sun Qiuyun suddenly became anxious, "I would like to ask you to help me, money is not a problem, as long as I can save my son."

The witch shook her head, "It's not a matter of money. You are my godson's friend. I will definitely do my best to help, but my knowledge is limited and I am not a match for this resentful ghost."

The resentful ghost in Sang Liangjie was the only one who saw in his life. I don’t know what inhuman torture this resentful ghost suffered during his lifetime. I still had such deep resentment after his death, and it was not enough time. If the resentful ghost turned into a resentful ghost in a few days, Sang Liangjie would have died long ago.

Sun Qiuyun burst into tears and her mind was very messy. She only murmured, "What should I do... What should I do..."

Manager He and Sun Qiuyun had a good personal relationship. Seeing Sang Liangjie like this, he felt uncomfortable and asked the witch in a low voice, "Is there really no way? Can you point out a clear way?"

The witch pondered for a while and said, "There is another way. I will ask the monk who has achieved enlightenment to help me save this resentful ghost. However, the monk who has achieved enlightenment is difficult to find, and it must be found within three days."

As he said that, the witch shook her head. It was extremely difficult to find a real monk within three days. Nowadays, many so-called monks are mostly just reputations and have no real talent and knowledge. Not to mention resentful ghosts, even the little ghosts can't deal with them.

Ye Qingqing's heart moved and asked, "Why do you have to do it within three days?"

"If the resentful ghost does not pass through within seven days, it will become a fierce ghost. This resentful ghost has been dead for four days. Once it becomes a fierce ghost in three days, even if the monk takes action, he will not be able to save the young man."

The witch told me again, "At most, three days, hurry up and find the monk!"

"Is Master Daoyi okay?" Ye Qingqing asked.

As soon as she became a Taoist monk, she thought of Master Daoyi. That old monk is so famous, so he should have some real skills, right?

The witch's eyes lit up, "It's better for Master Daoyi to take action, but can you please get it?"

Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I heard that a master was reciting in the Great Buddha Temple. He must be compassionate and will never refuse to save him."

Sun Qiuyun was also calmed down. Even if she asked her to kowtow in three steps, she would definitely ask Master Daoyi to save her son. Sun Qiuyun, who calmed down, returned to her resolute behavior and sent the witch away, but she was about to go to the Great Buddha Temple to ask for the master.

"I'll call the abbot first to see if he can arrange it." Sang Huaiyuan was not very sure. Master Daoyi's seniority was much higher than that of the abbot of the Big Buddha Temple. If he didn't want to, the abbot would have no choice.

Moreover, Sang Huaiyuan was half-believing and half-doubted about the witch's words, and even the resentful ghosts came out, which completely refreshed his cognitive scope. How could there be ghosts in the bright world?

But the witch was very serious and performed the unique skill of floating chopsticks. Her son was like this again. Sang Huaiyuan's originally firm atheism began to shake, and he was very entangled inside.
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