When he got home, Bai Ling told her, "Sister Yaoyao, the details of Bai Zongming you asked me to check are beyond what you know now."
The blond boy looked helpless, "We can only find out that Grandpa Bai Zongming's generation moved to Yuncheng. As for what happened before moving here, there are no traces to be found."
It seems that what Luo Muxin said is somewhat true.
Bai Zongming's lineage broke away from the real Bai family from his grandfather's generation and came to Yuncheng to establish his own family.
So Bai Zongming didn't know anything about the Xuanmen Bai family.
But why does Luo Muxin know the details of Bai Zongming?
Could it be that she is also from Xuanmen?
How else to explain that she knows so much.
Bai Yao was thoughtful.
Bai Ling said again: "Sister Yaoyao, there is one more thing. Lotus Temple said that they have something to do with you."
"What's the matter?" She looked calmly.
"It is said that a young man is haunted by evil spirits, and the Lotus Temple cannot handle it. I want you to help them."
"No problem, let them come to my house to find me. I'm too lazy to go out." Bai Yao yawned, lying lazily on the sofa like an untamed wild cat.
Bai Ling had already expected it, "That's what I told them, it's almost here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Cao was about to arrive, and the doorbell rang outside.
The little old man Sheng Huang happily stood outside the door with a young man wearing a peaked cap.
"Master, are you sure there is really someone here who can settle my matter?" The man hiding his head and tail is none other than Dong Chen, who is haunted by ghosts from the Qing Dynasty.
Dong Chen did not forget to say: "I am a public figure. This matter cannot be known to outsiders, otherwise where will I put my face?"
He tried taking sleeping pills and getting himself drunk.
But I still wake up in the middle of the night, and there is always the sound of singing and sobbing in my ears.
Medicine was useless, so I thought of seeking help from metaphysics.
The paparazzi must not find out about asking a master to catch ghosts, otherwise it will be an indelible stain in his life.
Dong Chen looked at this luxurious manor cautiously, and couldn't help but show a hint of envy in his eyes.
When will he be able to live in such a nice house?
Sheng Huang reminded: "Do you want your child's life or your face? I can't deal with this Qing Dynasty ghost, so I can only find the ancestor."
Dong Chen frowned slightly: "Ancestor?"
Why does this name sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere.
But he didn't think about it.
After several days of poor sleep, his mind was confused.
Bai Ling jumped up and opened the door.
Shenghuan was very discerning and smiled amiably: "You are bothering me late at night, ancestor."
He took Dong Chen inside.
As soon as Dong Chen walked in, his eyes widened.
It is indeed the most expensive house in Yuncheng. Look at the area, it is equivalent to a residential area!
His eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and he couldn't help but look forward to it.
A ghost-catching master who can live here must be very capable, otherwise how can he have the money to live here?
etc--
His expression suddenly changed.
He quietly tugged at the corner of Taoist Priest Sheng Huang's clothes.
"Master, will it be expensive here?"
This confused Sheng Huang.
Because they never gave Bai Yao any money, and Bai Yao didn't seem like someone who was short of money.
What Bai Yao needs has always been the power of merit.
As for this young man, he doesn't look very good, and he looks like a person with little merit.
This is difficult to do.
"Let's play it by ear. Let Ancestor see it first. It's not sure whether she can help you subdue that ghost." Sheng Huang opened the door.
Dong Chen had no choice but to follow.
Sheng Huang glanced at Bai Yao sleeping on the sofa.
He was very blind and shouted enthusiastically: "Ancestor!!!"
This voice.
The shout made Bai Yao quietly open his eyes and glance away sharply.
Dong Chen followed Sheng Huang with his hands and feet tied up. From his angle, he could only see a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs on the sofa.
The skin is so white and tender.
Dong Chen couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Shengzhuan said kindly and respectfully: "I'm really sorry to disturb my ancestor so late. It's just that this child's hall has turned black and a bloody disaster is coming soon. I have no choice but to..."
Bai Yao couldn't bear to get up and sat up angrily, "Where's the person?"
"Leave it here." Sheng Huang pulled Dong Chen behind him to the front.
Only then did Dong Chen see the so-called master's face clearly.
His eyes widened in disbelief: "Why is it you!!"
Bai Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, it turns out he is an 'acquaintance'."
"You guys know each other, that's great, this matter is easy to handle!" Sheng Huang breathed a sigh of relief.
"I know you. Not long ago, he stopped working on the drama I invested in, and he also found people to cause trouble and ruined my territory." Her red lips were slightly hooked, and her smile was wanton, showing a strong sense of oppression, "No, this is retribution.
Here we come.”
"You, how can you be a master of catching ghosts..." Dong Chen's face turned into the color of pig liver, and he couldn't leave or not leave.
Only then did Shenghuan realize that the two of them had a holiday.
He immediately put things right and said, "You are so short-sighted that you don't want to offend our ancestors. Forget it. Find someone else to resolve this matter!"
As he spoke, he was about to push Dong Chen out.
Dong Chen also said angrily: "If I had known you would bring me to her house, I wouldn't have come even to death! What a bad luck!"
He turned and left.
Bai Yao suddenly said: "Stop."
Dong Chen's eyes flashed with guilt, and he forced himself to shout: "What, do you want to take the opportunity to retaliate against me?"
"What's the point of taking revenge on you? I just want you to see something clearly."
Bai Yao said with a smile.
Dong Chen didn't understand.
I saw her waving her bare hand.
Immediately afterwards, a female ghost wearing a tattered traditional dress appeared in front of him.
The female ghost's face was pale and twisted, and her scarlet tongue was so long that it was still dripping with blood. She stood less than half a meter in front of him, staring at him and smiling sinisterly.
"ah!!!"
Dong Chen was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, "There is a ghost, there really is a ghost!!!"
"Master, help me, I don't want to die!!"
He hugged Sheng Huang's legs desperately.
"Hey~~~" The female ghost of the Qing Dynasty began to sing again, and her strange singing voice was a bit more sinister.
Her long red tongue hung by Dong Chen's ear.
It's ice cold and has the sticky feel of blood.
Dong Chen was so frightened that he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Bai Yao shouted softly: "Dirty my carpet and I will beat you to tears!"
Female ghost of the Qing Dynasty: "..."
She had been severely beaten by her once before. She was really afraid of this living hell, so she immediately shut up.
Sheng Huang was shocked when he saw how the evil ghosts of the Qing Dynasty became obedient.
"Tell me, why are you pestering this person?" Bai Yao asked calmly.
The female ghost of the Qing Dynasty opened her mouth and said another scene, "Hey~~nujia~~"
"Stop talking human words, oh no, talk serious lies!"
Bai Yao thought she was noisy.
The Qing Dynasty female ghost's blood-red eyes flashed with a hint of grievance, and she had no choice but to speak out.