The family members followed, and before they could reach the main hall of the courtyard, they were blocked by the people who had rushed out after hearing the news.

The present one was a noblewoman in her fifties, dressed in brocade and silk, gold, silver and jade, and painted with heavy makeup, like a banshee I had subdued before.

When the noble lady saw the appearance of the "crazy young master" who was tied up, her thick black eyebrows rose irritably, and she opened her blood-red lips and said sharply, "Don't send the young master into the house quickly, and you, go and invite Dr. Wu here,"

"Yes, ma'am." The family member who was ordered to go to the doctor did not dare to delay, and hurriedly ran to the door.

"Crazy young master" glared at his mother, but shouted unchanged, "Give it back, my face ......"

When the lady saw him like this, her heart ached and she was angry.

The faces of the people present froze after hearing this, but they got out of the way, so that the family carrying the young master could pass guò, for fear that they would touch the lady's brow.

The family was in front, everyone was behind, through the beautifully arranged garden, the twisting corridor, and finally came to the young master's room.

Along the way, the men and women behind the lady didn't even dare to gasp, they all lowered their heads slightly, and followed silently, but the looks on everyone's faces were different from their actions, some sneered, some ridiculed, and some were afraid, none of them were concerned or gloating, and they didn't see a single person showing a worried face, it seems that the popularity of this crazy young master should not be very good.

After putting the mad young master on his soft big bed, the family stepped aside, and the lady stepped forward to look at her son distressedly.

"Son, I'm my mother, don't you even recognize my mother?" As she spoke, the lady burst into tears, and with a trembling hand reaching out to touch the wound on her son's face, she thought, "How much it hurts!" ”

But his crazy son opened his mouth to bite her hand, but fortunately it was far away, otherwise he would not have to bite half of the palm of his hand if he continued to bite this mouthful.

Madame withdrew her hand in pain, her eyes widened with anger, and she turned around sharply and gave the handsome woman in front of her a slap.

"Is that how you take care of your father-in-law?" The lady asked with a hideous face.

The woman who was beaten turned out to be the wife of the crazy young master, but at this time she didn't even dare to cry out in pain, covered her swollen face that was fanned, and knelt down.

"Mother, it's all my fault, it's me who didn't take good care of my father-in-law." The woman lowered her head and cried, but she was wronged in her heart.

As soon as she cried, Mrs. became even more angry, and kicked her again, "What are you crying for, crying and mourning, you are not dead." ”

The woman was kicked on her back, the back of her head slammed against the wall, and the woman endured the pain and tears, and knelt back again.

None of the people beside him dared to come forward to persuade him, but fortunately, the family who went to ask for a doctor came in a hurry with Dr. Wu, which relieved the woman of the crisis for a while.

As soon as Mrs. Wu saw that Dr. Wu was coming, she no longer threw fire on her daughter-in-law, and hurriedly led Dr. Wu to the bedside, "Doctor Wu, come and see my son." ”

Doctor Wu had a sad face, looked at Mrs. and said, "Mrs. Qian, I have said everything, I don't see Young Master Qian's illness well." ”

As soon as she heard him say this, Mrs. Qian was anxious, tugged on Dr. Wu's sleeve, and begged repeatedly, "Doctor Wu, how can you say this, you are a doctor, my son is counting on you." ”

Dr. Wu looked at the crazy young master who had been shouting "return my face" on the bed, shook his head and said, "Madam, Young Master Qian is not suffering from a disease, you should go find a Taoist priest and a monk to exorcise evil spirits!" ”

Hearing Dr. Wu mention the exorcism, Mrs. Qian is a stomach of bitter water, the nearby temple, the nunnery she begged all over again, the Taoist priests, warlocks, witches, witches came to the house to toss again and again, but her son did not get better at all.

The reward post was also sent out for more than half a month, and the people who came to the door were endless, but all of them were liars who cheated to eat and drink, and the family was full of chicken blood, dog blood, and the child's urine was spilled, and it was stinky, but it was still useless.

"I'll treat him first!" Doctor Wu is not a ruthless person, but he really can't cure this young master Qian's illness, so he doesn't want to delay others, but he can still cure this external injury.

Mrs. Qian said unexpectedly, "This trauma is not cured." ”

Doctor Wu looked at Mrs. in confusion, but Mrs. waved her hand weakly, "Send Dr. Wu back." ”

Dr. Wu came like this, and after a trip, he didn't do anything, and he was sent back again.

Of course, Mrs. Qian knew that her son was not suffering from an ordinary disease, but a strange disease, and not to look at him now that he was such a face full of wounds, he would become another intact face tomorrow morning, but that face was not his son's.

Exhausted, the lady sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her sleeping son, "Let's all go." ”

The people in the room looked at each other, saluted, and withdrew in turn.

Only her daughter-in-law was still kneeling on the ground motionless, looking at the ground with red crying eyes and being stunned.

I sat down on a chair in the room, put my hand on my forehead, and looked over to the bed, waiting for tomorrow.

Madame sat on the edge of the bed all night without closing her eyes, and the next day the whole person was a lot haggard, and even the heavy makeup seemed to be a little more terrifying than last night.

As for her daughter-in-law, she knelt on the ground all night and never got up, but she didn't know what she was thinking about all night.

When the sky was about to dawn, I saw a vague halo appear above the crazy young master's head, and gradually stared, and we saw that the halo was actually a face.

The halo was deducted from the crazy young master's head, and the next moment, the crazy young master woke up, "Give me back my face, give it back to me, give it back to me......"

The lady kept staring at her son, and when she saw that he had not even opened his eyes, she went mad first, and covered her head in pain, not knowing what kind of sin she had done to meet such a thing.

The kneeling young lady was awakened by the screams of the prime minister, came back to her senses, and looked up at the bed, her eyes full of resentment, and the corners of her mouth were cold.

"Sure enough, there is a demon." I moved my body and stood up, and it seemed that the night had not been in vain.

I walked out, ready to solidify myself so I could catch the demon.

Out of the Qian Mansion, Rao entered an alley, and took out the "Soul Stone" in his arms. The heart of the flower will be combined before the flower falls, and finally condensed into a single grain, and the flower will fail

Falling to the ground, this is the origin of the Soul Stone.

The Soul Stone can condense the body for the soul, although the time is short, but my Soul Stone is a ring synthesized from thousands of Soul Stones, which can keep me for up to a month.