The Royal Mansion.

The two vermilion thick mansion doors slowly opened, and Wang Junwei hurriedly walked out with the two palace members.

"Go to the Dongcheng Xuanmiaoguan. ”

After instructing the driver who was driving, Wang Junwei went straight into the carriage.

The coachman flicked his whip, and the carriage set off and headed quickly towards the eastern city.

As soon as he turned the main street where the palace was located, the carriage of the palace collided head-on with the carriage of the Zhao mansion.

"Hey, stop and stop," Seeing Zhao Ting sitting in the carriage of the Zhao Mansion with his eyes closed, Wang Junwei immediately asked the coachman to stop the car.

He poked his head out of the window on the right side of the carriage and shouted, "Hey, cousin......"

Hearing his voice, Zhao Ting slowly opened his eyes and followed the prestige, "Eh, cousin, I was about to look for you, you...... Where are you going?"

Seeing Zhao Ting's inquiry, Wang Junwei told the truth what happened to Yiyi last night, and then said that he was in a hurry to go to the Xuanmiao Temple in the east of the city, and asked the Taoist priest in the temple to come to the house to draw talismans and cast spells to drive away demons and monsters.

Listening to his words, Zhao Ting's heart was clear. In fact, even if he didn't say it, Zhao Ting knew about it.

Because when he saw Yi Yi at the banquet in the palace last night, he noticed that this child seemed to have a wisp of cold aura wrapped around his body, like a maggot attached to the bone, obscure and difficult to see.

Anyway, this feeling is very weird, and when he wants to take a serious look, the breath suddenly disappears.

He doesn't think it's his own delusion!

That's why he poured a piece of his pure killing power into the "Shark Teardrop", and sealed it with a trace of mental power.

It is precisely because of this that this killing force can be triggered at the most critical moment, repelling the pair of "hairy hands" and saving Yiyi's life.

Well, in fact, when last night's killing force was stimulated by the "hairy hand" and prompted by the power of thought, Zhao Ting, who was far away in the Zhao Mansion, noticed that it was he who rushed over by car, wanting to see what happened in the palace last night.

"A pair of rotten and green-haired 'hairy hands'?" Zhao Ting's expression moved slightly, and he muttered, "How is this like the story I heard in Yunyan Pavilion?"

"What's the story?" Wang Junwei was a little puzzled.

Zhao Ting waved his hand and said, "It's nothing." ”

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wang Junwei didn't ask much, but retracted his head back into the carriage and said, "Alas, don't say it, I have to go to Xuanmiaoguan quickly." ”

"Don't worry," seeing that he was in a hurry to leave, Zhao Ting hurriedly stopped him, "You listen to my brother, it's useless for you to find those monks and Taoist priests who can only chant scriptures in this matter! ”

"In this way, I'll go back to the palace with you to see, I'm most interested in this kind of weird and evil thing. ”

Seeing that his face showed a look of eagerness, Wang Junwei suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Cousin, you better stop making trouble! Look at your thin arms and legs, nine times out of ten you are weak in kidneys and weak body, and your yang energy is insufficient. ”

"Go back to your house and rest. ”

Zhao Ting immediately didn't like to hear this.

Kidney deficiency and weakness, lack of yang energy?

What do you mean? Who do you look down on?

Before he could refute, Wang Junwei had already ordered the coachman to set off, and the carriage gradually moved away, all the way east along the street.

Seeing Wang Junwei go away and slowly disappear from view, Zhao Ting shook his head and instructed Zhao Sidao: "Go to the palace." ”

"Yes. ”

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Wang fu.

Green Pine Hall.

"Uncle, I just bumped into Junwei on the road, and I heard him say that Yiyi ...... last night Hit the evil spirit?" Zhao Ting stared at Wang Xiong's eyes and asked cautiously.

Wang Xiong's face was a little ugly when he heard this, and he was silent for a moment before he whispered: "It's an evil encounter." Fortunately, it was just a dislocated wrist, and the person was a little frightened, but there was nothing serious. ”

After a while, he spoke again: "You say, Yiyi is just a child, that is, he has no grudges against others, and he has not done anything wrong, how can he be entangled by evil spirits?"

“......”

Listening to his uncle Wang Xiong's complaints, Zhao Ting was suddenly a little speechless and didn't know how to answer.

In his eyes, as long as people don't do bad things, they don't have to be afraid of being knocked on the door by ghosts in the middle of the night, right?

Unfortunately, this dark world is not as simple and kind as he thought.

People do not hurt ghosts, but ghosts harm people's hearts.

Are the innocent villagers in Niushou Village who were brutally murdered by the Shadowmares at fault? No!

Is it wrong for the grandmother in Zhao Mansion who was drowned alive in the basin by the water charm?

Are the thousands of good people who died at the hands of the snake demon in Linshan City wrong?

However, "ominous" will not let you go just because you are "right".

"That's right" is useless!

The weak can only be slaughtered, on the contrary, only if they are stronger than them, they will be afraid of you, afraid of you, and far from you!

This is the truth that overrides this dark world!

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Tingcai asked softly, "Where is Yiyi now?"

"She ...... last night I was so scared that I kept crying in the morning," Wang Xiong sighed, "Just now, the grandmother in the house put her to sleep and carried her to the room to sleep." ”

"Oh," Zhao Ting nodded, got up from his chair, and said, "I'll go see her." ”

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When she saw Yiyi, she was still asleep, with a hint of pain on her immature little face, and she couldn't feel at ease in her sleep, as if she had dreamed of something bad.

Hearing the footsteps of him walking in, Mama Wang, who was waiting for Yiyi's food and sleep, raised her head and stood up from the bench.

"Young Master. ”

Zhao Ting nodded slightly, and his gaze fell on Yiyi's fleshy white wrist.

At this time, there were still several dark blue finger prints overlapping each other, and these marks were extremely deep, as if they had penetrated into the flesh, and they looked very strange and terrifying.

At the same time, Zhao Ting could clearly feel that the traces of cold black qi that were constantly emitted from these fingers were imprinted, and these black qi were like a mark!

Zhao Ting stepped over, and a trace of black-purple mist slowly seeped out between his fingers, wrapping around Yiyi's wrist.

In a short time, these strange dark blue fingerprints had gradually become lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared completely.

On the contrary, on Zhao Ting's left wrist, which was hidden under the wide sleeved robe, there were suddenly a few more dark blue fingerprints.

Well, these weird finger prints were silently transferred to Zhao Ting's wrist, and no one noticed it.

When he did this, he did so carefully and so gently that Yi Yi on the bed did not even notice it, and was still asleep.

Mama Wang, who was on the side, suddenly noticed the change in Yiyi's wrist, and said in surprise: "Hey, the finger prints on Miss's wrist have disappeared......"

"Shh," Zhao Ting turned his head to look at her and gestured to her with a quiet gesture, "Don't wake her up, let her sleep well for a while." ”