"It doesn't matter, monk, I will teach you." He leaned on the bed, looked at Tang Ning, and said, "It is usually a mantra to pass through the dead soul. With your wisdom and the Buddha's fate and holy light, it is easier to pass through the dead soul than to ordinary people."

"Do you really want me to do it? Then do I need to take a shower, change clothes, burn incense and rinse my mouth?" she asked with a smile.

The old monk shook his head and smiled and said, "No need to be so troublesome. You just need to recite the mantra of rebirth for the dead soul. Listen carefully and I will teach you."

Seeing this, Tang Ning listened carefully. When she heard the scriptures muttered from the old monk, her eyes flashed slightly. It seemed that even if time and space were different, the scriptures in this Buddhist scripture were the same. The mantra of rebirth in the old monk was the same as the mantra of rebirth she had contacted before.

Zheng Heng outside was waiting, looking at the guest room from time to time. After a while, he saw Tang Ning coming out, and then he stepped forward and called out: "Master Tang?"

"Just tonight! Take your sister's ashes and I will pass on her and send her to death." Tang Ning said.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Heng looked happy and bowed: "Thank you, Master Tang, I will go back and tell my parents now."

When Tang Ning saw him walking out with brisk steps, he smiled, leaped his toes, jumped onto the roof, and looked towards the direction where the Chang family was.

The clouds surging above the Chang family's house, and it is even more surging before nightfall. It seems that the disaster of the Chang family's extermination will be tonight.

If the Chang family is a family that accumulates good deeds, even if there is a disaster, there will be noble people to help them. Naturally, there will be no disaster of extermination. Unfortunately, the Chang family is not upright and wrong. If a century-old family wants to destroy them, what is the difficulty of destroying them overnight?

Withdrawing her gaze, she sat cross-legged on the roof, running the spiritual energy in her body and starting to practice...

Until, at night, she came to the main courtyard.

The servants in the main courtyard have been deported, and there are only Zheng Chonglin and his wife, Zheng Heng, and a jar of urns held by Zheng Heng.

Seeing Tang Ning come in, they respectfully called out: "Master Tang."

Tang Ning nodded at them, his eyes fell on the urn jar that Zheng Heng was holding. As he watched the fainter soul shadow appear, she asked, "Are you ready?"

"Master Tang, let me bid farewell to my parents and brothers." When the voice came, the soul shadow slowly knelt down to the three of them and kowtowed three times.

"My daughter cannot serve her parents in the future. Please forgive her daughter for being unfilial. The greatest blessing in this life is to be her parents' daughter. If she has the next life, I hope I can still be the daughter of the Zheng family."

Mrs. Zheng wiped her tears and sobbed: "Good child, you will always be our good daughter."

Zheng Chonglin gently patted his wife's hand and looked at his daughter. He wanted to speak several times, but it seemed to be stuck in his throat and couldn't speak. His eyes were slightly red, and he looked at her for a long time without saying anything.

Who would have thought that the little children who were born in the first place would now be ahead of them and become a ghost? Whenever he thought of this, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Sister, don't worry, father and mother. I will take good care of them. You can go with peace of mind!" Zheng Heng said.

Tang Ning looked at the soul shadow and bowed again, and came to her.
Chapter completed!