"Forgive me for being powerless. Your son is being calculated. He has a ghost on him, and I can't deal with it."
Ye Qingqing was stunned, resentful ghost?
"My cousin, is he being abused by a ghost?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help asking.
The goddess nodded and shook her head again, looking very confused. Sang Liangjie's situation was the first time she had seen it in her life. It looked like a ghost's upper body, but it was not very similar.
"It's hard to say whether it's a ghost or not, but there is a ghost on your cousin. You must get rid of it as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the ghost **** up your cousin's yang energy, even if you wake up, you will become a crippled person." The goddess warned.
Sun Qiuyun was in a hurry, "I also ask for your help. Money is not a problem, as long as you can save my son."
The goddess shook her head, "It's not about money. You are my friend. I will definitely try my best to help, but I am limited in Taoism, so I am not the opponent of this grudge."
The ghost on Sang Liangjie was the only ghost she had ever seen in her life. She didn't know what kind of inhuman torture the ghost suffered during her lifetime. Even after she died, she still had such deep grudges, and it was not enough time. The ghost turned into a ghost, and Sang Liangjie was already dead.
Sun Qiuyun burst into tears, her mind was very confused, she could only murmur, "What should I do... What should I do..."
Manager He and Sun Qiuyun have a good personal relationship. Seeing Sang Liangjie like this, he felt uncomfortable. He asked the goddess in a low voice, "Is there really no way? Can you point me to a clear path?"
The goddess pondered for a while, then said: "There is another way, ask the monk to help get over this ghost, and then we can save the life, but the monk is hard to find, and it must be found within three days."
Speaking of which, the goddess shook her head. It would be even more difficult to find a real eminent monk within three days. Most of the so-called eminent monks these days are just false names, and they don't have any real talent. Not to mention resentment, even little devils can't deal with them.
Ye Qingqing moved in her heart and asked, "Why do you have to do it within three days?"
"If the resentful ghost doesn't cross over within seven days, it will turn into a serious ghost. This resentful ghost has been dead for four days. Once it becomes a serious ghost in three days, even if a high-ranking monk makes a move, he will not be able to save this young man."
The goddess again instructed: "At most three days, hurry up and find the eminent monk!"
"Can Master Daoyi do it?" Ye Qingqing asked.
As soon as she said that she was an eminent monk, she thought of Master Daoyi. That old monk is so famous, he must have some real skills, right?
The godmother's eyes lit up, "It would be great if Master Daoyi could make a move, but can you please get it?"
Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and said reservedly, "I heard that Master Daoyi is meditating at the Great Buddha Temple. He must have a benevolent heart, and he will definitely not fail to save him."
Sun Qiuyun's heart was also settled, even if she was asked to kowtow every three steps, she would definitely ask Master Daoyi to save her son. Sun Qiuyun, who had calmed down, resumed her swift and resolute manner.
"I'll call the abbot first to see if he can arrange it." Sang Huaiyuan was not too sure. Master Daoyi was much higher than the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple. If he didn't want to, the abbot couldn't do anything about it.
Moreover, Sang Huaiyuan was half-trusted by the goddess' words, and even the ghosts and ghosts came out, which completely refreshed his cognitive scope. How could there be ghosts in the bright universe?
But the mother-in-law said something serious, and even performed the stunt of floating chopsticks. With his son like this, Sang Huaiyuan's firm atheism also began to shake, and he was very entangled in his heart.