The Buddha Light spread gracefully, authoritatively, and sacredly, rippling across the entire Chaotic Burial Mound.

"Is it coming out?"

Everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Kong Wen stood quietly on the side, wearing a confident smile on his face,

Then, a minute passed...

Three minutes passed...

Ten minutes passed...

The smile on Kong Wen's face gradually solidified.

The abbot's brow slowly furrowed.

The whole audience had lines of frustration on their foreheads.

"Master, where's the ghost?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, with a tone not only of confusion but also a bit of speechlessness.

The rest of the media workers also had resentful looks in their eyes.

They were carrying filming equipment full of expectation, waiting to capture the scene of the fierce ghost appearing, but after waiting for a full ten minutes, they didn't see a single hair.

What is this supposed to be?

"Don't worry."

"Allow this humble monk to apply some mana, and force them out!"

Fa Ling said with forced calmness, taking a wooden fish from his arms with a serious look.

Kong Wen explained to the crowd, "The wooden fish in the abbot's hand is a Third Grade magical artifact, not only does it have the power to shake mountains and shock tigers, but it also contains the wondrous sounds of the Buddhist sect."

"Once struck, the demons and monstrosities will be deafened and will definitely appear and flee."

His confident tone made the people present look expectantly once more.

Under everyone's hopeful gaze, Fa Ling directly swung the wooden fish in his hand, striking it towards the grave soil beneath his feet.

A buzzing sound.

Buddha Light flashed, entering the depths of the Chaotic Burial Mound.

Then.

A minute passed...

Three minutes passed...

Ten minutes passed...

Everyone's face showed an extremely speechless expression.

Kong Wen, extremely embarrassed, looked at the abbot, his eyes full of doubt.

And Fa Ling was even more embarrassed at this point, disregarding his dignified sacred posture, he bent his ear to the grave soil, closed his eyes to sense, and instantly came to a conclusion.

Heck, there are no ghosts here...

No.

Accurately speaking, the fierce ghosts here were completely dealt with shortly before.

So much so that although the fierce ghosts were gone, the accumulated yin energy over the years hadn't dissipated yet, which misled him.

"Damn, who the hell did this?"

Fa Ling cursed angrily in his heart.

The fierce ghosts at Chaotic Burial Mound had been entrenched for over a hundred years and had never been dealt with.

But of all times, they weren't exterminated early, nor were they exterminated late.

Just as he arrives, they've all been exterminated.

Are they deliberately trying to embarrass this old monk?

Fa Ling was extremely angry, and the media workers beside him kept asking about the situation, making the atmosphere more and more awkward.

Fortunately, Kong Wen, who was always wise, finally noticed something, he glanced at the abbot, pondered for a moment, then decisively went to the side, pretending to answer a phone call, then quickly ran back, telling the abbot with a helpless look:

"Master, we've got it wrong!"

"That incense burner called, saying it's not here, but a bit further south, where the ruins of the Red Magazine School abandoned twenty years ago are..."

What?

Upon hearing this, the media workers present had lines of frustration on their foreheads.

"Why didn't that incense burner make it clear, isn't this a waste of all our time?"

Many people muttered.

Fa Ling paused for a moment, then cast an appreciative glance at Kong Wen, and then said with a touch of self-reproach:

"I see, this humble monk wondered why the fierce ghosts didn't manifest, turns out it's a misunderstanding..."

All the media workers were at a loss for words, but none dared to complain.

Though they didn't see the fierce ghosts, the abbot's Buddha Light was witnessed by everyone there.

This is not a feat ordinary people can achieve!

"So Master, what should we do next?"

Someone asked, unwilling to give up.

"No need to worry, it's not far from here, since this humble monk has descended the mountain, I must naturally remove those harmful things!"

Fa Ling said with a righteous face.

Everyone admired him, then they all got into their cars and hurried to the ruins of the Red Magazine School.

But little did they know, Lin Heng was at this haunted school abandoned for over twenty years, sweeping away the evil spirits.

[You killed twenty Qi Cultivation Realm fierce ghosts, cultivation +1000]

[You killed three Postnatal Realm fierce ghosts, cultivation +1200]

[You killed one Postnatal Peak fierce ghost, cultivation +2000]

"Let's go, next place."

With all the evil spirits here cleared out, Lin Heng without any hesitation, had Yan Tong take him to the next location.

...

About half an hour later.

Fa Ling and his group arrived here.

Looking at this abandoned school where dozens of lives were lost, the media workers showed worried expressions in their eyes.

The locals had all basically heard of the incidents here.

Now entering in person, feeling the overgrown, desolate, eerie atmosphere, it's a lie to say they aren't scared.

But fortunately, there's the abbot, he is indeed a great monk, his Buddha Light instantly brought peace to everyone's hearts.

"Everyone, it's time to witness the manifestation of fierce ghosts!" Kong Wen reminded once more.

With Fa Ling striking the wooden fish, the gentle sound of the Buddha resonated.

Everyone held their breath, tense and expectant, watching every gloomy corner of the school.

Then a minute passed...

Three minutes passed...

Ten minutes passed...

"Damn it!"

"Solved again?!"

Who on earth is this?

Fa Ling felt a line of frustrations on his forehead, so angry that his face twitched.

"It's over..."

Seeing the abbot's darkened face, Kong Wen instantly realized the situation here.

By this time, the media workers were already starting to complain.

Kong Wen was very embarrassed, but he had no choice but to go through the process again, pretending to answer a phone call, awkwardly explaining:

"Abbot, we got it wrong, it's not here..."

"..."

Everyone's gaze turned towards him, every face filled with a resentful expression.

A straightforward host couldn't help but frown and speak directly:

"Monk, could you please confirm the location properly next time?"

"We are all very busy too!"

The people present nodded one after another.

Seeing this, Kong Wen could only take the blame, "It was this humble monk's negligence, don't worry, I've got it clear this time."

"It's three kilometers away in an old grove!"

...

Three kilometers away, in the forest's ancient tomb.

Two Postnatal Peak Realm zombies turned into dust under Lin Heng's Tai Chi Feather Duster.

Leaving only the lingering corpse aura on-site.

"Let's go."

With a calm and collected expression, Lin Heng continued to follow Yan Tong to the next place.

Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Suppression Bureau, seeing the good news reported back by Yan Tong one after another, everyone's faces were full of joy.

"We originally thought this Daoist was just joking, didn't expect him to really come true?"

"So fierce, really fierce, if you exclude travel time, almost every place is resolved in minutes."

"This Daoist is too strong!"

"He's not dealing with demons and monsters, he's obviously on tour!"

"If we had known there's such a powerful existence in Chang City, we wouldn't have agreed to so many conditions from Zen Spirit Temple!"

"Oh right, speaking of Zen Spirit Temple, those bald donkeys seem to have descended the mountain to exorcise demons too!"

"What?"

The members looked at each other in dismay.

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