Ning Dai and Shen Yanhe had just finished talking. After hearing the news, the main courtyard of the Yang Mansion sent servants to invite her. The Yang family thought that Ning Dai was here to help deal with Second Master Yang's affairs.

As for why she rushed to Shenyan River first, the Yang family snorted from their nostrils and spurned the flattering Ning family with disdain!

Ning Dai looked at the servants who were sent to invite her, and thought that they were so considerate. The Yang family was reminding her that they had not brought any harm to them.

Since everyone was here in a hurry, how could she not give him face?

Standing up, she said goodbye to Shen Yanhe with a smile and prepared to move the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yanhe also stood up and said warmly: "That's right, let's go together." As he said that, he straightened the wrinkles on his body that were not there at all.

Ning Dai glanced at him but said nothing.

Over in the main courtyard, Taoist Master Mingjing is making preparations.

The servants were coming in and out, looking busy.

The coffin where Mr. Yang had slept had been brought back. Taoist Master Ming Jing's two disciples were stuffing things into the coffin. When they got closer, they could smell the smell of blood wafting out.

Ning Dai could tell after just a slight sniff that it was the smell of chicken blood.

Of course, this is not Ning Dai's skill, but the skill of the original owner. In the ghost hunting business, there is too much contact with chicken blood and dog blood. She is so familiar that she can tell the difference between rooster blood, hen blood and black blood just by using her nose. The difference between dog blood and ordinary dog ​​blood.

Just at this time, the smell of black dog blood also penetrated Ning Dai's nose.

Ning Dai looked to the side and saw that Taoist Master Mingjing was leaning over the Eight Immortals table and drawing talismans. The red talisman on the yellow talisman happened to be made of cinnabar mixed with black dog blood.

After Taoist Master Mingjing finished writing another talisman, he looked up and saw Ning Dai and smiled kindly at her.

As for her coming back to help again, Taoist Master Ming Jing felt that he had a better chance of winning, and hoped that he could restrain Mr. Yang tonight and end the events of the past few days.

He couldn't get used to staying in Yang Mansion every day.

Ning Dai, on the other hand, was not interested in his kindness and kindness, and looked away with a glance.

This old Taoist priest is still in contact with her family, but he doesn't help at all at critical moments. This friendship is more fragile than plastic flowers. When her cheap father comes back later, she must turn a deaf ear to it. If it doesn't work, break it off as soon as possible.

Taoist Master Mingjing's smile that had not yet subsided froze again. This junior is so awesome! We haven't been so rude when we met before. The older we get, the louder our tempers!

The Yang family were all staying in the main room of the main courtyard, and the wife of the second wife was crying and mumbling over and over again. The noise made the other people in the other rooms frown, and they couldn't say much. If she talked too much, it seemed like they were bullying the second room. It's as if there is no support left.

"Second sister-in-law, I've got everything up to you, so just relax and take care of yourself, okay?" The third wife of the third room was really having a headache from being talked about, and she couldn't help but complain.

After learning that the bodies of the third concubine and the two other zombies had been burned, the second lady began to cry. Then she grabbed Taoist Master Ming Jing's robe and said that they could not burn the body of Mr. Yang under any circumstances. His whole body must be kept.

The others looked very ugly after hearing this, and they all turned into zombies. If they didn't burn the corpses, would they have to raise them?

But the second lady didn't care, she must tell Jingjing to think of a way and not to burn it.

Taoist Master Mingjing understood the second lady's feelings. There were ways to avoid burning the body, but it was a bit cumbersome. But since the master asked for it, he would use the method of surrender.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the aunt in the third room heard that there was a way to preserve the body, she immediately burst into tears, pitying her innocent son who died in vain.

But what's the use? One is a concubine, and the other is a second-in-law. They have different statuses, and the aunt who keeps crying has no choice but to be sent back to her own small courtyard.

When Ning Dai and Shen Yanhe walked into the main room, the second lady was about to talk back to the third lady, but when she caught sight of Shen Yanhe, she swallowed back her words and continued her humming.

Others also saw Shen Yanhe, and the main room instantly became quiet.

Ning Dai glanced at everyone present, cleared her throat, and said in a sinister tone: "Everyone is fine, sir. I haven't seen you for a few days, and you all look even worse."

Everyone in the Yang family: "..."

What's the name of this?!

"I heard that some gentlemen and ladies are so hospitable that they insist on keeping my old mother as a guest in the house? Your enthusiasm is good, but you should also check whether the feng shui of your own place is good. A place that is even worse is still worse. If you want to keep guests, is this because my old mother is in good physical condition and wants to play Heartbeat Time?"

"Can you please take it easy, ladies and gentlemen? You guys are always stingy. Last time I came to help you didn't give me a penny. I spent all my own money to come and go. I scared my old mother into getting sick, so what can I do? Do you expect you to compensate for medical expenses?"

Ning Dai opened her mouth like a machine gun, and there was no time to breathe.

So everyone in the Yang family could only continue: "..."

"...Originally, I was going back to take care of my old mother, but my old mother was grateful for Marshal Shen's generosity, so she specifically told me that if Marshal Shen asked me to help, I would definitely help."

There was no need for her to say more. If Shen Yanhe didn't need her help, she wouldn't be here.

Everyone still said: "..."

But it felt terrible.

Only Shen Yanhe, who was beside Ningdai, curled up the corners of his mouth and looked at Ningdai with joy in his eyes.

He could tell that she was giving him face.

It's really enjoyable.

After Ning Dai finished speaking, she looked at the people in the room and counted a series of numbers in her mind.

She waited for the Yang family to talk back to her.

After counting the numbers, there was still no one in the room talking, only a pair of eyes looking at her. She snorted, turned around and left.

She gave them a chance. If they didn't want it, she wouldn't waste it with them.

When Shen Yanhe saw her going out, he thought she was leaving and followed him out of the house without thinking. Unexpectedly, she walked directly to Taoist Mingjing and asked angrily: "Taoist, what do you want me to do? "

It turned out that he was not leaving, so Shen Yanhe was relieved.

Taoist Master Mingjing didn't expect that this junior would come to talk to her again and take the initiative to help. After thinking about it, she told her some other matters that she had not yet prepared.

Ning Dai said a dry "Oh" and asked someone to call Yi Qing and Yi Bai and let them handle it.

As for her, she found an empty seat in the courtyard and sat down, leisurely basking in the sun.

With all the preparations completed, night quickly fell.

After the wind and rain have subsided, the moon hangs high in the night sky tonight. The moonlight is full and the moon shines surprisingly brightly.

But for the Yang family, this bright moon is life-threatening.
Chapter completed!