After Cong Zhongbai returned to the inn rented by Xiao Yuan, he hurriedly passed the news to Geng Zhutou through the secret method of the sect.

After he finished delivering the news, he went to find Xiao Yuan.

Cong Zhongbai took off the rune paper on his body and returned it to Xiao Yuan: "I know everything about Li Pengju and Chunniang, I don't need this rune paper anymore, I will return it to you." ”

Xiao Yuan took it, held his right hand in the palm of his hand, and when he opened his hand again, the rune paper had already turned into ashes.

Cong Zhongbai was not surprised, but discussed with Xiao Yuan: "Daoist Xiao, do you have a way to find out if there is anything wrong with Mrs. Luo? If she really falls for the evil art, please help her relieve it." ”

Cong Zhongbai felt that Luo Anqing was really pitiful, and returned to her hometown with her mother, but she fell for someone else's calculations, and a young lady was used by such two sluts, just using it was not enough, and she suffered a lot of humiliation, and finally even asked someone to calculate her life, which is really sympathetic.

Xiao Yuan pondered for a moment: "Okay." ”

And that night, the river mussel spirit really wanted to cry without tears.

She had planned to wait until late to escape.

But as a result, when everyone slept at night, the river mussel spirit couldn't break free of those red ropes.

Even if it turned into a human form, the red rope was still tightly tied to her, and with the red rope tied, it couldn't even use spells, and she couldn't get out of the water tank.

The river mussel spirit tossed all night, and when the day was about to dawn, the little girls got up and sprinkled the courtyard, and the river mussel spirit quickly turned into the original form and nested at the bottom of the water tank.

A few little girls swept the yard and walked to the edge of the water tank to take a look, and a little girl exclaimed, "Why is the water in the water tank spilled so much?"

"Burglarized at night?"

The other little girl also exclaimed.

An Ning glanced through the window: "What kind of thief, it's nothing more than an ugly and weird river mussel, you hurry up and clean the ground, save someone who accidentally slips for a while." ”

A few little girls hurriedly wiped the water stains on the ground.

An Ning finished washing up and came out with a change of clothes.

She stood on the edge of the tank and grinned at the mussel spirit that sank to the bottom of the tank.

Her smile made the river mussel spirit tremble, and the river mussel spirit felt that the smile of the devil was simply the devil's smile, no, it was more terrible than the devil.

She trembled and shouted in her heart: "Mother, mother, save me, it's so terrible, it's really terrible, I won't come to the world again, I want to go back to Dongting Lake, I want to go back to ......"

An Ning took a net to scoop up the river mussel essence, she loosened the red rope that was tied up, and took a lot of food to feed the river mussel essence: "Come, hurry up and eat a little, hurry up." ”

The mussel spirit did not move.

It didn't dare to eat what was in An Ning's hand at all, for fear that it would be poisoned.

An Ning was very reluctant: "If you don't eat it, I will cut off your meat with a knife and fry it with a knife." ”

The river mussel spirit knew that An Ning was not joking, so he quickly opened his shell and swallowed half of the roast chicken that An Ning was holding.

An Ning smiled and took another fish: "Come, eat this, this is delicious." ”

After that, An Ning fed seven or eight plates of dim sum from the river mussel essence, half a cage of steamed buns, and a large bowl of dumplings.

Feeded, An Ning smiled and tied up the river mussel essence again: "Good, as long as you are obedient, I will feed you like this three times a day." ”

The river mussel essence had already broken down, and it wanted to vomit, but An Ning tied it up, and it couldn't vomit, so it felt like its stomach was going to burst.

Tranquility doesn't matter.

She thought it was quite interesting to feed the river mussel essence like a duck.

In this way, for half a month, An Ning fed the river mussel essence like this, three meals a day, and each meal was fed food that more than a dozen adult men could not eat.

The kitchen complained bitterly, and the complaints were filed on the side of Zhao and Mrs. Yao.

Zhao also had some opinions about An Ning begging for so much food every day, but her aunt couldn't say anything, so she had to discuss it with Mrs. Yao.

It just so happened that Master Yao knew some inside stories, so he told Mrs. Yao and Zhao that An Ning didn't care about anything, and let her do it according to her temperament.

Zhao didn't say anything more.

Mrs. Yao reprimanded the servants in the kitchen, hired two more cooks to cook food for An Ning, and asked An Ning to tell An Ning that she could eat as much as she wanted, and if anyone was not satisfied, she would only be taught.

With the support of Mrs. Yao, An Ning was even more presumptuous.

Every day, she gets more food to feed the river mussel spirits.

Half a month has passed, and the river mussel essence has been fed by An Ning for two laps.

When An Ning was feeding the river mussel essence vigorously at Yao's house, Geng Zhutou received a secret letter from Cong Zhongbai, and after he read it, he hurriedly took it to Luo's house.

As soon as Mrs. Luo heard that Geng Zhutou was coming, she knew that it was the eldest daughter's side that had an eyebrow.

She hurriedly asked Geng Zhutou to come in.

As soon as Geng Zhutou entered the door, he handed the letter to Mrs. Luo: "Madam, my junior brother is fortunate not to be dishonored, and finally found out about something. ”

Mrs. Luo took the letter and looked at it, and the more she looked at it, the more sad she became.

Her eyes were red, and tears kept falling: "My son, my poor son, you are a mother, if you had known this, I should have stopped her at the beginning, saying that I would not let her marry Li Pengcheng, I can't be soft-hearted if she forces her to die, even if she dies, she is innocent, it is better than being bullied without such dignity." ”

Geng Zhu's first big man saw Mrs. Luo crying like this, and his heart was also sour.

He also has a daughter now, and he thinks that if his daughter is so bad, he will definitely kill the whole family with a knife in hatred.

Waiting for Mrs. Luo to cry enough, Geng Zhutou suggested: "Madam, on the day when the eldest girl returns to Ningning, I will take the brothers in the yamen to take down the Chun Niang, and then ask the powerful mage to remove the evil law for the eldest girl. ”

Mrs. Luo gritted her teeth: "I can't wait to cramp and peel him and Chun Niang, but the dismissal of the official and the guilt really spared him, so wait." ”

She waited for a word, and Geng Zhutou knew that this Mrs. Luo might not have many ways to wait for Li Pengcheng in the future, and those methods would definitely make him unable to survive or die.

Geng Zhutou waited for Mrs. Luo to calm down her anger and her emotions eased before he sat down and slowly discussed with Mrs. Luo how to arrest Chunniang and how to expose Li Pengcheng's true face.

Speaking of which, this Mrs. Luo is also a hero in the fat powder pile.

When she married Luo Xiang, she was able to take care of housework, help Luo Xiang maintain contacts, and help Luo Xiang deal with some government affairs, and often help Luo Xiang with some ideas.

Not only that, Mrs. Luo is also proficient in poetry and books, good at chess, and calligraphy and painting.

Because of this, she can get Luo Xiang's wholehearted respect and love, that is, the two have been married for many years and only gave birth to two daughters, and did not give birth to a son, Luo Xiang will never accept concubines, and only guard Mrs. Luo alone.

If it weren't for Luo Xiang's death of illness back then, Mrs. Luo was in grief for a while, where could Li Pengcheng and Chunniang take advantage of the loophole.

Now that Mrs. Luo has really taken out the domineering spirit of the year for the eldest daughter, Geng Zhutou is sweating when she listens to the ideas one by one.

He was thinking, this Mrs. Luo is a woman, if this is a man, I don't know how many people will thank her for her calculating death.

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