Han Ye and Wei Ting drove to the courtyard, opened the locked vermilion lacquer gate, and walked along the gravel path through the atrium.

Han Ye led Wei Ting around the wide courtyard, checking room by room, especially the various locations where accidents occurred, and repeatedly and carefully inspecting, hoping to find out the reasons for the frequent accidents.

It's just that after looking for most of the day, he even used the Taishi Divine Eye, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

"Nothing found?" Wei Ting looked at Han Ye's slightly frowning brows and guessed the result.

Han Ye shook his head: "It's true that I didn't find it." ”

"That's weird. Could it be that the accident that happened in this house was really just a series of accidental events?" Wei Ting said in disbelief, "That's too much of a coincidence, it's even lower than the chance of being struck by lightning!"

"I'm not convinced either. Han Ye said, "Let's go around again, anyway, there are still a few rooms that have not been checked, including an original accident room, and it is possible to find some clues there." ”

Wei Ting was about to agree, when a Buddha horn sounded from behind her: "Amitabha." Don't come unharmed, this donor. ”

She turned her head in some surprise and saw a monk in his forties with a shiny face standing not far behind her, looking at her and Han Ye with a smile.

Wei Ting is quite confident in her memory, she has never seen this monk, so she must be looking for Han Ye.

Sure enough, I only heard Han Ye say lightly: "Master, this is my house, you don't even say hello like this, you just break in when you say you break in, isn't it okay?"

The great monk didn't seem to see that Han Ye was very unhappy at all, and said with a smile: "Donor, the door is open and not locked, I thought that the donor was a warm-hearted person who opened the door to welcome guests, so he came in, naturally he couldn't be called a breakout." ”

Han Ye smiled, he could say such shameless words so high-soundingly, he could be regarded as a talent.

Wei Ting didn't know what the relationship between Han Ye and this monk was at first, so she didn't speak.

However, with her shrewdness, through the few words of conversation between the two, she basically guessed the approximate relationship between the two, so she asked the monk: "What are you doing here?"

The great monk replied: "I came here because I heard that some bad things have happened in this house recently, so I wanted to come and take a look at the situation, but I didn't expect to meet two donors here, which is really a blessing."

According to my observation, the yin qi of this house seems to be a little stronger than the last time I came, and if it is not dispelled as soon as possible, the impact will be even worse in the future, and I am afraid that it will become a murderous house, and no one will dare to live in it again. ”

Wei Ting had a smile on her face, but her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp flash flashed: "This house has had accidents one after another, it turns out that you are the ghost?"

The great monk said solemnly: "The female benefactor is wrong, I am a monk, and I am compassionate, how can I do those things that destroy my cultivation?"

"Then who knows?" Wei Ting snorted coldly, not believing his nonsense at all.

Han Ye smiled and asked, "Then I want to ask the master, what should I do to disperse the yin qi of this house?"

The great monk looked around, then pondered for a moment before replying: "When I came to this mansion last time, the yin qi was not so heavy, so as long as it takes three days of dharma, it can almost suppress the yin qi, and even reciting a light mantra can keep you safe for a while."

But now, the yin qi is too strong, and it is impossible to dispel the yin qi without the seven-day ritual. ”

"You've heard that there have been accidents here, so let's sit on the ground and start the price. Wei Ting exposed the mind of the great monk as soon as he could.

The monk pronounced the Buddha's name, and said solemnly: "The female benefactor thinks too badly about people's hearts, and also thinks too badly about the poor monks, I am purely for the sake of the two donors, if the female donor really thinks that the seven-day Dharma is too much, then I can also reduce it as appropriate, but in case the effect is not good, I can't complain about the poor monk." ”

If it had been placed in the past, Wei Ting was afraid that she would have blasted this magic stick out on the spot, but since she had seen Han Ye's ability to serve ghosts and gods with her own eyes, she finally had a little awe of the words of ghosts and gods.

Since there were accidents one after another in Han Ye's new mansion, and the timing of this monk's appearance was so appropriate, she couldn't help but wonder if this monk really had any magical powers, so she finally endured it, didn't continue to sneer, just clasped her hands in front of her chest, and said coldly:

"How much does it cost to do the seven-day ritual?"

The great monk replied with a solemn face: "The monks don't talk about money, they only talk about merit. Two donors, this courtyard covers a vast area, and the yin qi is strong, so it will be very difficult and very dangerous to completely purify, and if you are not careful, you may be eaten by the yin qi and go crazy. I hope that the two donors will donate more merit to help me get through this difficult time. ”

Han Ye asked, "Then how much merit does the master need?"

The great monk replied, "It's not much, as long as 150,000 merits a day." ”

When Wei Ting heard this, she was slightly stunned, and then she chuckled: "150,000 a day? More than 1 million in seven days! Great monk, you are not doing something, but robbing!"