After a few days in a row, Yan Zongwang was even more haggard, he knew that he was only afraid of his life if he continued like this, so he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to go down to find out which Han Taoist was profound, and he wanted to be a good student to invite him to do it, and he would be rewarded for doing well, and he would not be blamed if he didn't do well.

Because Song Huizong and Song Qinzong both believed in Taoism very much, their Juxian Building collected all kinds of Taoist masters and all kinds of capable people. Wanyan Zongwang's subordinates found a few so-called Dao masters among them and brought them to the palace.

After hearing this, these people couldn't help but be frightened, even if Yan Zongwang said that he couldn't do it well, he wouldn't blame it, but if he really didn't do it well, whoever found this commander would not be true to his word, and if he didn't do it well, he would still lose his head.

After some deliberation in a hurry, it was decided that even if he tried his best, he would summon back the ghost of the handsome. So they each performed their own unique skills, some of them set up altars, some of them were psychic manifestations, and they were very busy, but all kinds of spells were exhausted. After Yan Zongwang, there was still no improvement, the nightmare that should be done was still done, and the other person who should have seen it during the day was the same.

Wanyan Zongwang was furious and beheaded all these so-called Heavenly Masters, so as not to harm others again. Then he continued to search for a lot of money.

But those who knew that the Taoist had given him a practice had been beheaded, so who would have the courage to try it?

After a celestial master from the Gathering Immortal Pavilion was invited, he thought that his Taoism was not much better than those peers who had been beheaded, and he knew that even if he used the Dao method, he was afraid that it would be useless, so he boldly suggested to Wanyan Zongwang that it was he who dug the coffin of Xiao Zhouhou in the mausoleum, and brought the coffin of Xiao Zhouhou to his own dormitory, offended the gods, and was punished. Therefore, only by returning Xiao Zhou to the mausoleum can the gods forgive him, and the disease can be cured without cure.

Unexpectedly, this sentence violated Yan Zongwang's taboo, how could he send the sleeping beauty he dreamed of to get with great difficulty back to the terrible underground mausoleum, so that she would not see the light of day? Once he lost Xiao Zhou, he would not have the confidence and courage to live again.

When this brave and good warrior heard that this so-called Heavenly Master had such a bad idea, he was immediately furious, raised his hand and twisted off one of the long human heads, slammed it on the wall, and smashed it into a meat patty.

Because he couldn't find a true Taoist master, Wanyan Zongwang was almost desperate, so he ordered that no matter what kind of person he was, as long as he was a Taoist priest, he would find them one by one to do it for him, and those who did well would be rewarded, and those who did not do well would be killed, and it would be useless for these people who deceived the world and stole their fame.

Pity these cultivators in the capital, one by one they were dragged to the palace, and many of them died under the butcher's knife. In the end, even the fortune tellers on the street were arrested and put into the palace to tell Yan Zongwang.

Wanyan Zongwang's whole person was already about to collapse, because he hadn't slept well for more than ten days, and he hadn't had a peaceful day. Killing countless cultivators, including those on the streets, had no effect. The man who was brought in on this day was a blind man, carrying a bamboo stick, his hair was gray, his eyes were gray, and he held a handful of thatch in his hand.

This blind fortune teller is the one who had told Yang Xianmao a hexagram in Tongzhou before. He fled to the capital, but he didn't expect to be besieged by the Jin army, and there was no way to leave the capital after breaking the city. Because Jin Jun was only allowed to enter but not to leave, he could only continue to tell people fortunes on the street in order to survive. On this day, he was caught by the Jin army and forcibly escorted to the palace, waiting with other fortune tellers to tell fortunes and exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts for the commander of the Jin army. Because I heard that this commander encountered dirty things, and he was made to be inhuman and ghostly.

The blind man was terrified, he thought he had escaped the catastrophe of the same continent, but he did not expect to fall into the greater catastrophe of the capital, and he did not know if he could escape the ascension this time. The fortune tellers who went in front of them were finally pulled out and beheaded in the courtyard. The corpses were swept by the grass and placed on the wagon, and then pulled away with the cart. This made the fortune tellers who were waiting in the courtyard tremble with fright, and their souls were scattered, but the blind man did not, because he could not see. And no one around him told him, and all of them were thinking in their minds how to avoid this catastrophe.

When it was the turn of the blind man who told the fortune, someone dragged him to the dormitory in front, Wanyan Zongwang had no strength to stand up, he leaned on a soft couch decadently, next to the coffin with a black mouth, and Xiao Zhou Hou was lying quietly in the crystal coffin.

Although Wanyan Zongwang was still eager to get up and take a look, he almost didn't even have the strength to speak now. His eyes were dazed and he looked at the blind man in front of him.

Wanyan Zongwang no longer had the strength to speak, and a master next to him said for him, these words had been said countless times before, this master was like a stream, and his voice said without any emotion: "We Dashuai dreams at night, and we always dream of an evil ghost who is exactly like him tormenting him in his dreams, and sometimes we dream of Xiao Zhouhou, the wife of the queen Li Yu, who died more than 140 years ago. When he woke up during the day, he could see another person who looked exactly like him near his body, all of which had appeared after the marshal dug up Xiao Zhouhou's coffin from the grave and brought it here. But Da Shuai said that Xiao Zhou is his lifeblood, and he will not send Xiao Zhou's coffin back to the mausoleum to be closed, in addition to this method, I hope you can find other ways to make Da Shuai no longer have nightmares and no longer see another self. If you can do it, the handsome will reward you heavily, and if you can't do it, you will die. Do you hear me?"

Wanyan Zongwang asked the master to tell the truth, because if you want to calculate the hexagram accurately and the method is effective, you must tell the other party the real situation, and false or incomplete information will mislead the person who tells the hexagram, resulting in inaccurate hexagram and ineffective practice. Of course, Yan Zongwang knew this, so although it involved his experience, he still decided to tell the person who gave him the fortune-telling practice.

Of course, this is also the reason why these people want to kill them after they fail to calculate fortunes, just to kill people. Of course, if he said that he was a fortune teller, he would take this person with him, give him enough rewards to serve him, and keep this secret for the rest of his life, and he was still in awe of those who were profound in Taoism.

When the blind man heard this, he remained silent, just rolled his gray eyes and nodded, saying: "I have a handful of thatch in my hand, please take a few and throw them on the ground, I will touch them, calculate a hexagram for Dashuai, and I will know what to do." ”

After saying that, he took a few steps forward, and stood in front of Wan Yan Zongwang without a mistake, stretched out his thin hand like a chicken claw, and handed over the handful of thatch he was holding in his hand.

Wanyan Zongwang raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed a few and pulled them out, threw them on the ground, and said okay.

The blind man who told the fortune slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to grope on the ground, touched the positions of the straws, and then stood up and looked at the sky with a pair of gray eyes, and after a long time he said slowly: "Dashuai is not a ghost, but a disease, this disease is called soul disease." Your soul leaves your body and floats around you. Since your soul is gone, you will naturally have nightmares, because there is no soul left to help you calm your mind, and all kinds of evil will take advantage of it. Therefore, if you want to cure this disease, you must find a way to cure your soul sickness. ”

Wanyan Zongwang's eyelids jumped twice, and he said in a weak voice: "What you said makes some sense, so how can you cure this disease? Don't tell me you can't." ”

"The old man really can't cure this disease, but I know the cause and root of Dashuai's disease, and if I tell the root of the disease, Dashuai should know what to do. The blind fortune teller rolled his eyes and continued, "Two months ago, the great commander once fought with a man who was extremely skilled in martial arts, and made a very strong move. The windows and roofs of the house were shattered, and the Da Shuai's subordinates were seriously injured, and the Da Shuai was also injured in the internal organs and vomited blood on the spot, I don't know if what the old man said is right?"

Wanyan Zongwang's originally drooping eyelids suddenly opened, and even sat up straight, he didn't know where this strength came from, he looked at the blind man in shock, and asked in a low and hoarse voice, "How do you know?"

This incident happened in the bedroom of Song Huizong in the inner courtyard of the palace, and at that time, except for Wanyan Zongwang and the seven guards, there was no one else, and this matter was not spoken. He believed that his seven guards would never tell anyone else about this kind of thing as a joke, so it was impossible for outsiders to know, especially a blind fortune teller on the street.

The blind man grinned, revealing a mouthful of scorched teeth: "The fortune teller can gain insight into the heavens, and there is nothing that is not in the heart of the old man." ”

Wanyan Zongwang nodded slowly and said, "Get him a stool." ”

The master next to him hurriedly brought a stool from the side, helped the old blind man to sit down, and said, "You are right, go on, you must cure the illness of the handsome, otherwise your life will not be guaranteed." ”

A light smile appeared on the corner of the blind man's mouth, and then he said: "Dashuai's soul disease is caused by that person's move, this trick is extremely domineering, it is not something that people can perform, so after it is cast, it will shatter people's hearts." If it weren't for the great handsome's martial arts, that move would have killed the handsome, but even so, the soul of the handsome man had been shaken out of his body. And after that, Dashuai found the Xiao Zhouhou in your mind, and Xiao Zhouhou is the sweetheart that Dashuai has admired for a long time. Under the wholehearted love, it is often not easy for a person's soul to keep its position, which is called the soul not keeping up. At this time, the soul will take advantage of the looseness of the person's thoughts to drift away from the human body, and become independent of the person and become a soul disease, so this is how Dashuai's illness comes. ”

Wanyan Zongwang was dumbfounded, and nodded slowly for a while: "I see, no wonder I have been feeling restless since then, but I didn't expect that kid to use this trick so domineering." ”