I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

"Today, a pilgrim came up the mountain and said that a strange thing happened down there: there was a dissolute man in the city named Ximen Qing who had an affair with a prostitute, which led to her death. Now, he should be in the county jail..."

Yuantong spoke softly with his eyes closed, his voice remaining steady amidst the groans that rose and fell around him.

It is completely unaffected by its surroundings.

"Nonsense! Qing'er is a girl I personally trained. She's only a hair's breadth away from becoming a vengeful ghost. How could she possibly be reduced to ashes by a mere mortal!"

As soon as Yuan Tong finished speaking, the black-robed man with the ambiguous voice swung his sleeve heavily, striking a young novice monk who was vigorously attacking a female worshipper.

The young novice monk was sent flying, spinning 720 degrees in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, leaving red, yellow, and white blood everywhere.

The female pilgrim, now devoid of the young novice monk, becomes dazed and begins to entangle herself with the female ghost in the pink mist.

Yuantong shook his head, sighed, and clasped his hands together in a compassionate gesture, saying, "Amitabha, it seems that Madam Fan has no affinity with having children, which is truly regrettable..."

As he spoke, the Zen master raised his head.

His beard and hair were all white, but his lips were red and his teeth were white; he had a youthful appearance.

The next moment, a face with feminine features pressed against the side of Monk Yuantong, and said sternly, "Grandma, I've only just arrived in your land and I've already lost a beloved general. Qing'er is someone I painstakingly trained, someone I was going to offer to Lord Black Mountain in the future. You're secretly sabotaging Lord Black Mountain's plans! Tell me, if Lord Black Mountain and I report this truthfully, will your Wutai Sect's Taiyi Hunyuan Ancestor protect you?"

Upon hearing this, Yuantong finally opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a fierce red light.

But the fear quickly vanished, and he solemnly assured him, "Amitabha! You misunderstand. Why should such a trivial matter disturb the Black Mountain Ghost King? This old monk has no intention of standing idly by. The county magistrate in the city and I have a certain degree of mutual respect. I assure you, within three days, this young friend Ximen will definitely come to Lanruo Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings."

"That's excellent!"

The tree demon grandmother, shrouded in a black robe, quickly dissipated, too lazy to continue her conversation with the monk Yuantong.

After watching the tree demon leave, Yuantong frowned slightly, pointed his finger, and several female ghosts quickly approached him to meditate together and relieve the great monk's worries.

Yes, joyful Zen is also Zen!

For a time, the air was filled with vibrant colors and fragrant aromas, accompanied by the sounds of Buddhist chants.

……

When the sun is high in the sky, the yang energy is at its peak.

Ximen Mansion.

Ximen Qing opened his eyes and was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling.

Sigh, it really wasn't a dream!

Last night, Simon and I thought about it for a long time and finally decided to leave this troublesome place first and find a place to make a comeback.

As a traveling herbal medicine merchant, Simonda had herbal medicine shops in many surrounding prefectures and counties.

However, this means his marriage to Nie Xiaoqian will have to be called off.

"What a pity, in the end, Xiaoqian was destined to be apart from him!"

Ximen Qing sighed and had just gotten up when four beautiful maids came in carrying a basin of water, a towel, salt water, and a toothbrush.

She helped him get up, dress, and wash his face and body.

With the original owner's memories intact, Ximen Qing was quickly seduced by this despicable feudal sugar-coated bullet and began to enjoy it with a clear conscience.

"Young Master? You're awake? This morning, there was a young Taoist priest outside who said he was from the Laoshan Taoist Temple in the south of the city and invited you to come."

Just then, Laiwang's announcement came from outside the courtyard.

"Laoshan Taoist Temple? Gu Yunzi? Is it in such a hurry?"

Ximen Qing frowned, a little worried that the old Taoist priest might know something.

Otherwise, why would they be in such a hurry?

It's only the second day!

"Okay! I understand!"

As Ximen Qing spoke, he stopped the maidservants around him from groping him!

Damn it! What kind of people did Dad pick for him?! They're so shady, so wicked!

Since he has taken on the title of Ximen Qing, he must have ambitions. Although these maids are readily available, they are still not good-looking enough.

Ahem, okay, actually it's that Xiao Chunan, both of his incarnations, isn't ready yet.

Just like some readers who enjoyed reading novels in their past lives, they never lost a verbal battle in the comments section, but they were completely clueless when it came to actual practice, always hesitant and overthinking the first time.

After finally getting his clothes sorted out, Ximen Qing hurriedly led Laiwang to the front hall.

Then he saw his father, Ximen Da, preparing tea and a banquet to entertain several young Taoist priests.

"Hey, son, you're finally awake. I've had three rounds of tea with these Taoist priests."

Simon looked at his eldest son and said with a sense of disappointment.

The early bird catches the worm; if you can't even get up in the morning, you're doomed!

Hmm? Something doesn't seem right about that.

"It's alright, Master Ximen. Your son interrogated the dead last night to clear his name and also assisted my master in capturing that bastard of the Naked Cult. He must be exhausted and needs a good rest."

At this moment, the young Taoist priest in the lead spoke up, causing Ximen Da and Ximen Qing to exchange an awkward glance and smile.

These words put them, these "naked cult bastards," in a rather awkward position!

"Hehe, Daoist Master, you flatter me. Qing'er, this is Daoist Master Guyunzi's esteemed disciple from last night, whose Daoist name is Qingsong."

"Oh, so it's Master Qingsong."

Ximen Qing nodded and got to the point: "May I ask what business Master Guyun has with me?"

"this……"

Qing Songzi glanced at Ximen Da in the hall, then at Ximen Qing, and said, "To be honest, I don't know either, but my master is quite fond of Young Master Ximen, which is rare in the past."

"Oh?"

Ximen Qing raised an eyebrow and said directly, "Since you have taken a liking to me, Daoist Qingsong, I must make this trip. Please wait outside the courtyard, Daoist Qingsong."

"That's how it should be!"

Qing Songzi left with several young Taoist disciples.

Meanwhile, Ximen Da had already come to Ximen Qing's side and said in a low voice with concern, "Son, this Taoist priest might not know anything, right?"

"Then I'll have to ask you: who else knows about your private dealings with the Naked Cult? And is there a risk of leaks?"

Ximen Qing looked at his father.

Simon shook his head decisively, his words resolute: "Absolutely impossible! I personally deliver every single item, and the location is different each time. The land deed isn't even in our name! Colluding with evil factions is a capital offense, and I haven't been doing this for nothing all these years!"

"Then that settles it? Judging from the Taoist's tone, it shouldn't be a bad thing. If something really happens, it won't be Master Guyun's disciple who comes, but Master Guyun himself! Father, I've decided to take a chance. If we can get the support of this Laoshan Taoist temple, our safety will be more guaranteed."

Ximen Qing spoke seriously, causing Ximen Da beside him to look ashamed.

Everyone else is a burden to their father, but now he's a burden to his son.

"My son, be careful in everything you do."

"Um!"

Recalling the look in the old Taoist priest's eyes last night, Ximen Qing was extremely certain that the other party had designs on him, but definitely not on him.