ast time it was like this, the Corpse Demon only stretched its tongue out from the black cave to look for food. Could it be that this space also has the function of imprisoning the Corpse DemonLong Xi...Xi Linzhou was very proud to be the young disciple of Old Madam Ma, but since she came to ask for help, she also restrained her arrogance and politely told us what happened.
When she was young, she was sold to another family by her biological parents. After growing up and learning the truth, she harbored resentment towards them. Later, she was accidentally spotted by Old Mrs. Ma and taken in as her apprentice. She spent ten years with Old Mrs. Ma and had no contact with her biological parents.
The day before yesterday, her birth parents asked someone to bring a message, saying that when they were digging the foundation for a new house in their hometown, they dug up something very evil. Since she knew about yin and yang, they asked her to go back and have a look.
Just as Old Lady Ma and her fellow nuns were busy suppressing the evil spirit of the ferocious tree, she had nothing to do, so she ran back home. However, before she even reached the door, she was hit by a wave of sinister energy, almost fainting.
She carefully placed the unearthed object in a black box and left the room without even opening it.
She thought that the Mu family were merchants specializing in dealing with evil spirits, and since they had met us a while back, she went to our door and asked us to take a look.
"Are you kidding me You're not a monk or Taoist, but you're still part of this circle. Old Mrs. Ma is a master of yin energy, and her disciples are afraid of evil spirits" My brother looked at her in disbelief.
"Even if you don't know how to handle it, shouldn't you feel the ominous energy and run away What's inside the box, did you even look How dare we accept it! What if it's a great evil"
She hesitated for a moment before whispering, “To be honest with you, I’m allergic to... evil spirits.”
What Allergies
Are there any people who are allergic to evil spirits
"And what about corpse qi Are you allergic to that too" I couldn't help but ask.
She nodded, feeling a little embarrassed herself: "When I was a kid, I would faint if I was hit by negative energy... Later, after practicing with my master, it got better. Now when I'm hit by this kind of energy, I break out in hives."
This…
"How did you end up doing this line of work!" I looked at her in surprise. "How could this line ever deal with such dark and sinister things like yin-evil corpses and rotting flesh"
She smiled, "You don't need to worry about that, Master took me in as a disciple for a reason... Getting down to business, I only have 100,000 yuan in my account. Seeing that we're fellow practitioners now, give us a discount, alright"
My brother said slowly, "If you had one million, and you used ten thousand to hire us, it would mean this thing is of no importance to you. But you only have ten thousand, and you're offering it all... what exactly is this thing Is it important Special Valuable If it's really valuable, I won't take your hard-earned money. Once we get the item, I'll sell it and we'll split the profits 50/50. How does that sound"
My brother's abacus calculations are lightning fast.
Hmph... This fellow is still putting on a show in front of his father, acting like a weakling. In reality, he's very ambitious about making money.
Xi Lingzhou suddenly stiffened, leaping up from the sofa with a jolt. She asked anxiously, "Something has gotten into your house! Don't you have any precautions in place!"
Want something
I was slightly taken aback, perhaps it was Jiang Qiyun's return.
"Ah... those who can enter our home are all familiar faces..." I smiled at her.
She was a little surprised, then she seemed to understand and said, "I heard you have an extraordinary husband... oh, I see."
She lowered her head to look at her forearm, frowning. "I didn't even have an allergic reaction to this yin energy That's strange…"
I winked at my brother, he kept talking to him, and I hurried upstairs to check.
Jiang Qiyun stood by my window, looking down at the courtyard below.
"How did you get here" I was a little surprised, he rarely appeared during the day.
"...bring something over."
Giving gifts
His side profile was serene, his gaze fixed on the courtyard. I suddenly understood and said, "Oh, you're waiting for me! Let me bring up the two little dumplings."
In ten days, the two little dumplings have already gained more than a jin. Old Lady Wu said that at this rate, they are estimated to weigh seven or eight jin by the time they are full moon.
I was convinced by her words, but other babies are born weighing seven or eight pounds already. These two little ones need to eat more.
"Look, Yu Gui just cries, eats, and sleeps. You Nan doesn't cry at all... Bai Wu Chang even came to play with him yesterday, and he wasn't scared to tears." I placed the two little buns on the bed and sat down to chat with Jiang Qiyun.
"How could this little thing be scared to tears by Bai Wu Chang... My soul is within him, his divine awareness is stronger than mine." Jiang Qiyun said faintly.
He had never been overtly doting on these two children, but every day he would look at them for a long time with eyes full of pity.
"A talisman, I've finished it." He took out a small pouch from his sleeve.
I shook my hand, and to my surprise, there were two gossip copper talismans. They were completely different from the amulets sold in our shop; they were of a much higher quality.
The texture, the gossip-like patterns, and the back side of a statue of the divine being Tai Yi are all clear, perfect, and impeccable.
A red cord strung with nine emerald jade beads hung the copper talisman, faintly emanating auspicious energy and ethereal radiance.
“This is very similar to your brother’s. It can calm the mind, prevent evil spirits from possessing you, and dispel curses…However, they haven’t learned any Taoist practices yet, so their innate magical power can’t be effectively used. The copper talisman's power is limited, but with the protection of two great deities' lotus lights, ordinary negative energy will avoid it…But don’t be careless.”
I stared blankly at the two names on the bronze talisman, each character incredibly fine and powerful in its strokes: Mu Yu Gui and Mu You Nan.
How did he carve such small letters
Jiang Qiyun smiled: "Using a needle tip... it's not easy to find a needle in the underworld. Meng Po, the god of the River of Forgetfulness, managed to find a few at the Wàngtái (forgetting platform) after much effort."
It... is hard to imagine the Emperor's fingers holding a needle and writing.
"Then I'll thank Father on their behalf...But I can't put it on them now..."
"Why" Jiang Qiyun frowned slightly.
"It could pinch, rub, or even be accidentally swallowed...and so on." I said seriously, "You see, even the buttons on baby clothes are avoided."
He twitched his eyebrows: "… What a hassle."
Three words.
My brother was interested in finding out about Mrs. Ma, so he agreed to help Xi Lingzhou look into it. The next day, we went to her temporary residence to pick her up.
"She actually lives here" I looked at the address she gave me in disbelief.
It was at the very end of a lane.
This is the last one, and the door faces the alleyway. Such an obvious *Sha* Qi (negative energy), she wouldn't know
In feng shui, it is taboo to have straight-line confrontations. This includes a building facing directly onto a straight road, a room facing a long corridor, or a clothes drying rack on a balcony pointing directly into the house. These are all examples of "impacting locations".
We walked to the door of that room and found that it was a T-junction with a cross street.
Xi Linzhou's house was across the street, and under its eaves, there was a sharpened wooden stick sticking out, pointing diagonally at the door.
This... how much of a grudge is this Using every trick in the bookecure and confused…I admit it.Actually, the Emperor isn't truly clueless about romance. He also knows how to soothe emotions with a kiss at the right time.Soothe my emotions, soothe his own.Sometimes...