The old lady also said yes repeatedly, "Go quickly and ask someone to notify the master and ask him to bring someone over quickly."
Shen Mingzhu immediately said: "Old Madam, didn't Madam invite many eminent monks? Why not let them do rituals to drive away evil spirits?"
The old lady immediately turned to look at her, "Mingzhu, do you think so too?"
Shen Mingzhu nodded, "Old Madam, of course, since there are monsters and ghosts, we still have to rely on senior monks, and we can't help them."
The old lady felt proud and glanced at Madam Liu, "Just let go and let them do their rituals properly. I will restrain those monsters and don't let them cause trouble again."
Mrs. Liu immediately agreed and asked the eldest wife and the fourth wife to escort the old lady. The ladies quickly went to Zhongxin Hall to stay.
She then ordered the brothers He Ming and He Liang to be summoned, along with powerful guards and servants to assist the eminent monks in their practice.
Seeing how impatient she looked, Shen Mingzhu became even more calm. She comforted Shen Mingfu and protected Shen Mingtiao. When she said this to Shen Mingwei, she looked calm, dignified and calm, just like a big sister.
There was no panic at all.
The old lady couldn't help but peek at her. She was also surprised that Pei Ruolan had died a long time ago and Shen Mingzhu had not received a good education. How could she be so well-educated and noble?
Although they are both rich ladies of the prime minister's house, compared with Shen Mingzhu, they all fall behind.
It's not that they are not dignified and elegant, but that they are enough. They are standard rich ladies, but Shen Mingzhu clearly has something more than them, a temperament that transcends that of a famous lady.
The old lady herself had to admit it, and the more she admitted it, the more jealous she became.
Thinking of Pei Ruolan's cold temperament, her heart ached.
Soon, everyone was waiting in Zhongwu Hall, which is safer in the high-walled compound.
Mrs. Chu comforted the old lady, "Mom, there won't be any danger in broad daylight, but it's only scary at night. Why don't you go to our place to avoid it."
The old lady snorted, "I want to see what kind of monsters are causing trouble."
Shen Mingxuan woke up at this time. Her face was pale and her eyes were lifeless. Aunt Zhao helped her sit up.
Several people from the old lady came over to take a look. When Shen Mingxuan saw the old lady, she burst into tears and said, "Grandma, Xuan'er almost didn't see you."
At this time, she saw Shen Mingzhu, and her expression immediately changed, "Ah - ghost, ghost!"
She kicked her feet wildly, and her fingers were bent as if she wanted to grab something, and also as if she wanted to push something.
Everyone was in panic for a while. Aunt Zhao hugged her tightly, but she caught her twice.
Shen Yunluo said hurriedly: "Old madam, quickly put your Buddhist beads on the second sister's head to suppress the evil spirits."
The old lady immediately followed the instructions, Shen Mingxuan felt better, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a rich Buddha's call came, "Amitabha, my merits are immeasurable, and no evil spirit can get close to me. Don't panic, I will take care of this evildoer!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and burly monk with white eyebrows and fluttering eyebrows walked in. He was wearing monk robes and sandals, with a long rosary hanging around his neck, and a string of rosewood-colored beads in his palm.
Entering the courtyard, he saluted repeatedly and nodded to everyone, and everyone saw the ring scar on his head.
