People worship their ancestors: I'm just burning some paper money, how did I become a Taoist ma

Li Mu took a deep breath. He had studied Taoism for more than ten years in his previous life. Although those spells were just formalities in his previous life, he had not forgotten a single precept his master taught him.

The first precept is not to kill.

The second commandment is not to steal.

The third precept is to abstain from sexual misconduct.

The fourth precept is not to lie.

The fifth commandment: Do not use evil magic.

Evil magic refers to the kind of magic that creates imprisoned ghosts, imprisons the souls of the dead, and wreaks havoc on the human world.

Those who practice evil arts are called "evil cultivators" in Taoism, and are the common enemy of all righteous paths.

Li Mu used to think that what his master said was too far removed from his own life. He never expected that when he came to this world, the first cultivator he would encounter would be a heretical one.

He put away the bronze mirror and gripped the peach wood sword tightly.

A sharp cry came from above the stairs, like the cry of a baby or the roar of a wild beast.

Then, the dark figure rushed down from the corner of the stairs. Its speed was astonishing.

Li Mu had no time to dodge, so he could only hold the peach wood sword horizontally in front of him, while simultaneously pulling an exorcism talisman from his pocket with his left hand and slapping it towards the dark figure.

"boom--"

The exorcism talisman collided with the dark shadow, exploding into a burst of golden flames.

The dark figure was thrown three or four meters away, landing on the floor of the first-floor living room with a heavy thud.

But it barely paused, flipped over and got up, and pounced on Li Mu again.

This time it was faster and more powerful than last time.

Li Mu knew he couldn't avoid it, and he didn't intend to.

He planted the peach wood sword in the floor before him, his hands rapidly forming hand seals as he chanted: "Five Thunder Generals, Fire Chariot General. Soaring through the heavens and crashing to the earth, driving thunder and rushing clouds. Countless troops, commanding divine soldiers. Raise the flags and summon them swiftly, without delay—Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

Five Thunder Spell.

This is the strongest offensive spell he currently possesses; reciting it once consumes 30% of his cultivation level.

The moment the incantation was finished, a blinding burst of lightning erupted from Li Mu's right palm, and a lightning arc as thick as a thumb shot out from his palm, striking the approaching black shadow directly.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire villa.

The dark figure was struck by lightning, crashing through the living room's French windows and rolling into the yard.

Li Mu was panting heavily. Without taking a break, he drew his peach wood sword, stepped over the shattered window, and chased after the man into the courtyard.

The dark figure lay on the ground, most of its resentment dissipated, curled up in a ball, slowly recovering.

But it didn't run away, nor did it continue its attack. Instead, it raised its head and looked at Li Mu with its two dark, hollow eyes.

There was no hostility, no resentment.

There was only one thing... something Li Mu couldn't quite put his finger on.

It sounded like grievance, like pleading for mercy, and also like a silent interrogation.

Why did you hit me?

"What did I do wrong?"

Looking into those dark, hollow eyes, Li Mu suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

This is not a ghost.

This is a child who was murdered.

It is a victim, not a perpetrator.

Li Mu slowly put down the peach wood sword, squatted down, and looked at the dark figure curled up on the ground.

"I'm not here to kill you," he said softly. "I'm here to save you."

The shadowy figure remained motionless, its dark eyes fixed on him.

Li Mu took out a small porcelain bottle from his bag, uncorked it, and pointed the bottle opening at the dark figure.

"Come in. I'll take you away. Leave this place, leave the person who harmed you."

The shadowy figure hesitated for a long time.

Then, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and entered the small porcelain bottle.

Li Mu plugged the bottle, affixed a spirit-sealing talisman to the bottle, and carefully placed the small porcelain bottle into his bag.

He stood up and let out a long breath.

Then he looked at the cold, dark thread that stretched out from the bottle and into the distance.

Ghost raisers.

At the other end of this line is the evil cultivator who killed this child and turned him into a demon.

He messed with that brat today, and that person will definitely find out and come looking for him.

Then, Li Mu found the palm-sized, dark jar he had seen in the previous photos.

The red rope came undone, and the talisman fell to the ground beside it!

Li Mu glanced at it and confirmed that this was the container where the little ghost had been. However, after he had taken the little ghost in, the jar was no longer of much use!

However, some evil energy still lingers on it, which can have a significant impact on living people.

After picking up the talisman from the ground, Li Mu took out a few more talismans and stuck them on the jar to suppress the remaining evil energy. Then he put the jar into his bag.

……

After leaving the villa on the hillside, Li Mu did not return home.

Since a ghost keeper can raise such a little ghost, he must have the ability to track down the little ghost's whereabouts.

He was carrying a small porcelain bottle, which was equivalent to carrying a locator.

Going home means bringing danger home.

Although Li Xiaoran has gone on a trip, the planned trip is not long, and he may return at any time. Furthermore, there is no guarantee that the ghost-raising person will not take action against Li Xiaoran.

Li Mu bought a bottle of water and a loaf of bread at a convenience store at the foot of the mountain, eating as he walked, his mind racing.

He has three urgent priorities right now.

First, get rid of the little demon inside the porcelain bottle. It's too dangerous to carry it around all the time.

Second, find the ghost keeper, or at least find out his identity and strength.

Second, find the ghost keeper, or at least find out his identity and strength.

Third, avoid bringing trouble to your family.

The third and easiest solution is to let Li Xiaoran stay away from home for a few more days and not go home for the time being.

Li Mu took out his phone and transferred 50,000 yuan to Li Xiaoran, with the message: "Have fun, stay a few more days; I have to go out for a while, so don't rush back home."

Li Xiaoran replied instantly: "??? Li Mu, did you win the lottery?"

"Pretty much. Don't ask so many questions, just do your thing."

"Okay! Thanks, bro!"

Li Mu gave a wry smile and put away his phone.

The first problem is the most difficult.

A ghost cannot be directly exorcised because its soul has been altered by evil magic, making it different from ordinary spirits. Forcibly exorcising it will only cause its soul to dissipate.

But we can't stay trapped in the bottle forever; that's not a long-term solution.

We need to find a place to settle the little ghost down first, and then find a way to slowly dispel its resentment and restore it to its normal state as a dead soul.

Where would be a suitable place?

Li Mu thought for a long time and suddenly thought of a place.

An unfinished building.

That unfinished building area was filled with yin energy and rarely visited by people. Moreover, he had set up a simple Bagua formation there, which could be used to temporarily seal spirits.

Although the conditions are rudimentary, this is the only option for now.

Li Mu hailed a taxi and headed straight for the unfinished construction site.

When he arrived at the location, he knew his way around and crawled through a hole in the fence to the open space where he usually practiced his skills.

It was pitch black all around, with only the lights of the distant city reflecting on the horizon, casting shadowy images of the half-ruins.

Li Mu placed the small porcelain bottle in the very center of the Bagua formation, and then planted seven small flags around it, setting up a Seven Star Spirit Sealing Formation.

This is a formation he learned from Taoist books in his previous life, specifically used to seal spirits with strong resentment and prevent them from going berserk.

In my past life, I spent my free time reading. Having read so much, I naturally remembered a great deal. Now, I'm actually grateful for that habit of reading in my spare time.

After setting up the formation, Li Mu sat on the ground, leaning against a half-built cement pillar, and closed his eyes to rest.

He hadn't recovered from the effects of the Five Thunder Spell, and he felt quite weak.

We must restore it as soon as possible, because the ghost keeper could come knocking at any time.

Li Mu began to meditate, guiding the warm current in his dantian to circulate within his body according to the method taught by his master in his previous life.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

With each rotation of the warm current, he could feel his body recover a little more.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Mu suddenly opened his eyes.

Someone is coming.