Chapter 9, Daochang Lee

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I have to say that Mama Wang's work efficiency is still quite fast, not long after receiving Mrs. Xian's order yesterday, today she found a Taoist priest outside the city and brought it back to the house.

"Fierce and fierce! This courtyard covers the sky with a vicious atmosphere, and it is a woman who lives here, and it is also fierce. ”

The bead curtain was lifted, the middle-aged Taoist priest in a Taoist robe had sharp eyes, his left hand held a sandalwood white whisker dust, his right hand bent on his chest and quickly pinched something, and his face was full of horror and spit out a few murderous words one after another.

"Daochang Li, what does this mean?"

Mama Wang, who had a stern complexion, walked out closely behind Li Daochang, and after listening to Li Daochang's words, a fine light flashed in her drooping eyes. The person recommended by Madame should not be underestimated.

Li Daochang, formerly known as Li Huai'an, is a native of Langcheng. Because he committed theft in Langcheng when he was young, he has been wandering for many years after he was released from prison, and he didn't know where he learned some tricks to fool people.

As for this person, how their wife got to know him is not something that she can manage.

Li Huai'an quietly glanced at Mama Wang, who was quite satisfied with him, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but said with a serious face: "Mama Wang, don't be in a hurry, and listen to the poor Tao slowly." ”

"The male protagonist is yang, and the female protagonist is yin. The yang is not afraid of evil and righteousness, while the yin is easy to attract evil and obscure things...... This attic is full of yin and yang, and women have lived in it for a long time, and it is extremely easy to attract some unclean things......"

"Oh, isn't this room unclean? No wonder our eldest lady has been like a different person since she fell into the water, but she has really been entangled in these unclean things. ”

This Li Huai'an's ability to create something out of nothing is much stronger than their wife, so he is not afraid that this person will do something bad. I believe that as long as Li Huai'an's mouth is brought to the outside world, the reputation of the eldest lady will be difficult even if it doesn't stink.

"Mama Wang, you're polite. There is indeed some bloody qi inside and outside this house, so the poor road will first do a ritual to expel the evil spirit. Li Huai'an waved the dust with the attitude of a worldly master, took out a piece of yellow paper cinnabar talisman prepared in advance from his arms, held it high in his hand, and said with words in his mouth.

After reading it, Li Huai'an pasted the yellow talisman on the stepping bed in the night, and Mama Wang saw a glimmer of light disappearing, she rubbed her eyes and saw nothing, she just thought she was dazzled.

At this time, Li Huaian snorted, looked out the back window, and muttered, "What a strong smell of blood......"

Li Huai'an walked towards the backyard along the smell, and Mama Wang followed behind.

It was where Dongmei buried her body, and she didn't have much strength, so she didn't bury it deeply. Li Huai'an walked up to the pile of new soil, and after two strokes with his foot, he found a hand covered with corpse spots.

Seeing this, Mama Wang didn't scream, but a flash of excitement flashed on her face, there is really something wrong with this night!

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Mirror Moon Tsuki.

"What to do? What to do......

The old monk sat on the bed in the night, and Dongmei in the room was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The Taoist priest entered the Lan Pavilion, not to mention anything else, but it was just a voice problem, so that there would be no good place to return in the future.

Wouldn't it be nice if the body was found again......

The more she thought about it, the more panicked Dongmei walked in the house, and the footsteps of "let's da, da" made Yeqi a little upset, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Dongmei walking anxiously, and her mouth was still broken.

"Dongmei!" Ye Yan rubbed the corners of her forehead and tried her best to endure it: "If you have nothing to do, just cook!"

"My young lady, now is not the time to cook!" Listening to Ye Qi's words, Dong Mei almost didn't jump up, and said with a nervous face: "Miss, do you know what kind of results that Taoist priest will bring after entering the Lan Pavilion?"

"When the time comes, people outside will gossip and ruin your reputation. In the future, I am afraid that I will marry ...... in the future."

The more she talked, the more anxious Dongmei almost rushed to Yeqi's body without taking a step, but Yeqi, who listened to her words, just blackened her face, suddenly got up and strode in front of Dongmei, and before she could react, she grabbed Dongmei's collar and slipped her whole person out of the house.

"You're annoying!"

Under Dongmei's stunned gaze, Yeqi closed the door expressionlessly, completely isolated Dongmei, and sat down on the bed again to start cultivating.

She is a woman who wants to cultivate the truth, how can she delay in this worldly world. The reputation here is good or bad, **** what's the matter!

The most important thing now is her cultivation, and she seems to have touched the barrier to break through the first layer of condensation......

"Miss, slave, this is for your own good......"

Across the door, Dongmei looked at the closed wooden door with a stunned face, and deep in her heart felt a strong sense of frustration with Yeqi.

But all the girls in the boudoir will value their reputation, right? But when it comes to their young lady, how can this be the result?

"No, I'm going to look at it for the eldest lady. ”

Dong Mei thought of Mrs. Xian's evil and vicious methods, and shuddered coldly, knowing that she was now a grasshopper on the same rope with Yeqi, and both glory and loss would follow, once Yeqi was defeated, the worst death was undoubtedly a little person like her.

Mama Wang, who sent Li Huai'an away, instructed the servants in the house to clean up the corpses in the Lan Pavilion, and when she saw the two corpses, she happily returned to the main courtyard and reported the news.

"Mrs. Hui, after the old slave took Daochang Li to the Lan Pavilion, there was another major discovery. ”

Mama Wang bowed and saluted, pretending to be mysterious, and Mrs. Xian couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity.

"Oh, let's hear what interesting things I've discovered this time. Mrs. Xian sat in a rocking chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea, and lazily blowing tea.

"Winter Snow is dead. Mama Wang lowered her voice, and Mrs. Guojian Xian changed her face after her, and said, "And Wang An, the little maid in the front yard, is also dead." ”

"Dead, what's going on!" Mrs. Xian put down her teacup and looked at Mama Wang with a frown.

"Madame, don't worry!"

Mrs. Xian's face changed for only a moment, and Mama Wang, who was under pressure, didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore, and said truthfully: "Those two corpses were dug up in the Lan Pavilion. ”

"That Li Daochang's nose is also pointed, but when he walked in the Lan Pavilion, he smelled blood. After following the smell, he found the ground, and sent someone to dig a pit, and sure enough, he found a corpse inside...... After Li Daochang saw it, he also said that Wang An died the night before, and the little hooves of Dongxue seemed to be around yesterday morning. ”

"The night before, early in the morning...... Our eldest lady, didn't you just return to normal yesterday!"