The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity Chapter 87 - 84: The Ancient Tomb of Kings and Lords Locks t

Lu Family’s extravagant mansion was built next to a mountain and located in a pri area of Imperial City, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.

In ancient tis, this place was the seat of a Prince’s mansion. Needless to say, the Feng Shui of this place was exceptionally good, having been modified by a specialized Feng Shui Master.

Qin Zhao discovered that the problem lay in the hills behind the mansion.

There was a thick concentration of yin energy on the hill, but it did not spread, as though sothing was suppressing it.

Chu Yan stood by Qin Zhao, his tall figure adorned with a cap and a mask.

When they had left the house, Qin Zhao had changed clothes, and he had also switched into more casual sportswear.

He stared at the grand entrance of the Lu Family, his expression distant.

He had first co here seven years ago.

He was about to enter university, but his mother couldn’t afford the tuition. Soone from the village who had returned from Imperial City ntioned they had encountered Lu Tingming and knew his whereabouts.

So, his mother brought him here.

Back then, the clothes they wore were even shabbier than those of the Lu Family’s servants. They didn’t get to et Lu Tingming and were chased away like beggars.

"Let’s go over there."

Qin Zhao tugged at Chu Yan’s sleeve, snapping him back to reality.

He clenched Qin Zhao’s hand in response and asked her, "Where to?"

Qin Zhao’s body stiffened slightly, but considering he had been bullied that day, she let him hold on for a bit, as they were here to vent his frustrations anyway.

"To the back hill, there’s sothing unusual there.

"Okay."

They walked around the Lu Family’s mansion for a while before finally reaching the back hill.

It was just that the Lu Family’s estate was too large, darn capitalists!

Qin Zhao had felt that the na Lu Tingming sounded familiar, then she rembered seeing it online; apparently, he was a popular candidate this year.

Both the political realm and the public had nothing but praise for him, but Qin Zhao wasn’t fond of him.

The reason? According to physiognomy, Lu Tingming was a typical ungrateful, profit-driven person.

But then, the other big shots in the election weren’t much better.

Half a dozen of one, six of the other, there really wasn’t a purely good person.

Yet, why would such a prominent person want to hit Chu Yan?

What did Chu Yan have to do with the election?

Qin Zhao furrowed her brows but ultimately decided not to ask him.

Lost in thought, they arrived at the back hill.

They had to climb up to reach the spot where the yin energy was concentrated.

Qin Zhao found that an Eight Trigrams Array had been set up with stones, and specific talismanic characters had been inscribed on them, clearly ant to suppress sothing.

She took out her divination tools and perford a divination on the area.

Finally, she understood what was going on. It turned out that beneath them was an ancient tomb.

Originally, it was a Feng Shui treasure site, but with the tomb there, it negatively affected the nearby residences, bringing misfortune to those who lived there.

Obviously, the Lu Family had hired a powerful Feng Shui Master to set up an Array to reform this place, so the tomb hadn’t affected the Lu Family, and the site remained a Feng Shui treasure.

Qin Zhao blinked and, using her Spiritual Power, shattered a rock.

Instantly, yin energy surged forth, and a terrifying layer of gloomy clouds enveloped the mountaintop.

The rock she had broken was crucial to the Eight Trigrams Array, rendering the Feng Shui Bureau set up by that master completely useless.

"We’re going to be unlucky now."

Qin Zhao muttered with a grin.

"What did you do?"

Chu Yan asked her curiously.

"Nothing much, just turned a treasure site into a land of deadly yin energy."

"You an the Lu Family?"

"Who else?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a chilling wind howled by their ears, accompanied by eerie laughter.

"Giggle giggle giggle, I can finally co out!"

A white shadow flew out from the depth of the dark yin energy, trying to escape down the mountain.

"Get back here!"

Qin Zhao scoffed coldly, wrapped the Evil Ghost in a spell, and dragged it back.

"Ah! Who is it? Spare my life! Heavenly Master, spare my life!"

The Evil Ghost, dragged here by Qin Zhao, trembled in fear.

He was trapped here because of a previous master.

"Looks like a ghost that’s quite old."

Qin Zhao showed a satisfied expression.

This ghost had beco an Evil Ghost not because it had killed many people, but because it had died a thousand years ago and couldn’t reincarnate, having been trapped in Jiyin Land, it had evolved into an Evil Ghost.

Now that he was out, his resentful energy was extrely heavy; he probably wanted to harm people.

"Do you want to be reincarnated?"

The Evil Ghost carefully glanced at Qin Zhao. Could he say he didn’t want to be reincarnated?

His cultivation was so advanced, he hadn’t had a chance to enjoy the outside world yet, why would he want to reincarnate!

But the Heavenly Master wouldn’t allow such a thing, so he dared not speak his mind.

"I, I don’t really want to."

The Evil Ghost shrunk his neck but still bravely voiced his thoughts.

"Hmm?"

Qin Zhao’s hum made him terribly frightened.

The Evil Ghost hurriedly said, "Lord Heavenly Master, I just want to play outside! I’ve been trapped here for so long, a thousand years with just ! I promise not to harm people!"

"But your presence will harm people."

The Evil Ghost looked down at the Human World, "There have been great changes down there, I just want to wander around, not going to crowded places. Once I’m done wandering, I’ll be reincarnated!"

"If you don’t harm people, it might be possible."

Qin Zhao thought for a mont, "But you’ll need to do sothing for ."

The Evil Ghost’s eyes lit up, "Okay!"

The task Qin Zhao wanted him to do was simple—make a visit to the Lu Family.

This fellow was an Evil Ghost with high ghost techniques, even soone as tough as Lu Tingming could get hard by him.

Though the Lu Family had the protection of a Feng Shui Master, slapping Lu Tingming twice was definitely doable!

The two n and one ghost prepared to descend the mountain, Qin Zhao asked him, "Why were you trapped inside?"

"I was a burial soldier for the Prince, but for so reason, I couldn’t reincarnate. I was supposed to be free long ago, but a Lord Heavenly Master set up an Array here, sealing the tomb’s energy, and I was trapped inside."

"After you do my bidding, you can enjoy your freedom. But rember, you can’t harm people, if you do, I’ll sense it imdiately. You wouldn’t want to experience my thods, would you?"

Her gaze suddenly turned icy cold, making the Evil Ghost shake his head like a tambourine.

"Alright, then we’re going ho."

Qin Zhao and Chu Yan took a taxi ho, while the Evil Ghost snuck into the Lu Family.

He didn’t act during the day because the Lu Family had their offerings and the Master’s protective Array. Dayti wouldn’t allow him to exert his full power; night was better for an appearance.

Midnight.

Lu Tingming got up to use the bathroom.

When he was ready to leave, his reflection in the mirror suddenly changed appearance.

Then, the different-looking him burst from the mirror!

"What, what are you?"

Lu Tingming’s face paled, he broke into a cold sweat and staggered several steps backward.

"I’m here to settle scores!"

Lu Tingming felt guilty and turned to run.

With a bang, he hit the door.

The bathroom door was locked by the Evil Ghost using a Spell.

"No! Don’t co over! Ah!"

Lu Tingming’s loud, horrified scream echoed through the bathroom, waking everyone in the Lu Family.

The Evil Ghost pounced, and just when Lu Tingming thought he was going to die under its claws,

The ghost raised its hand and fiercely slapped him twice.

Snap, snap—crisp and clear.

The Evil Ghost observed his handiwork for a while and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Not bad, very symtrical."

Qin Tianshi had said to make it symtrical.

After hitting him, the Evil Ghost drifted away through the window.