Chapter Eighty-Five: Corn and Sweet Potatoes

Where did Prime Minister Lu dare to delay, he immediately sent someone to the Marquis of Anyang's mansion.

The courtyard was very close to the gatehouse, and as soon as there was a knock on the door, Chiya woke up.

Hearing that he was looking for Nanli, he immediately got up and dressed.

He carried a small cloth bag and a peachwood sword, hurried out, and said to the porter: "Don't wake up Senior Sister, I'll go over and see the situation first." ”

The little guy in the prime minister's house also knew that it was difficult to invite people in the middle of the night, and when he saw that the little Taoist priest was willing to accompany him, he was grateful to Dade.

But when he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prime Minister Lu Cheng looked anxious, "Why didn't Miss Six come?" ”

"My senior sister is tired today, she gets up very angry, it's better not to wake her up." Zhiya said.

Prime Minister Lu Cheng saw that Zhimi was a little Taoist priest, with a round face, and he was only twelve or thirteen years old, how could this be reliable.

He said: "I'm afraid that my son has been running into evil for several days, and since you are the junior brother of Miss Six, it is better to invite her over to avoid any accidents." ”

Zhimi said seriously: "Don't worry, my lord, if it's too tricky, I won't be reckless, I'll go and see it first." ”

Prime Minister Lu had no choice but to follow the past.

Zhimi pushed the door open, and the room was really cold, and the candlelight seemed to have turned green.

On the ground, there are countless painted picture scrolls.

At first glance, they are all first-class paintings that can be passed down for a hundred years.

Lu Zheng was still painting frantically, and he didn't know what to say.

Zhimi saw that the brush in his hand was steaming with black gas, and the black gas had already wrapped around Lu Zheng's hand and rushed to his arm.

His face turned pale, and he immediately used the ghost suppression talisman.

The talisman was sacrificed, but it was bounced back and immediately turned into ashes.

Prime Minister Lu Cheng was startled, and quickly dodged back, he said that this little Taoist priest can't do it!

Zhimi didn't panic, and used the talisman drawn by Nanli, one on Lu Zheng's forehead, and the other on his arm.

The ghost qi was suppressed for the time being, and Lu Zheng immediately fainted.

Zhimi stepped forward and wanted to take the brush down, but Lu Zheng held it tightly.

"This ghost qi has eroded Childe's right arm, I'm afraid it will have to be cut off." Chimi whispered.

Prime Minister Lu Cheng almost didn't catch his breath, he hurriedly said: "How can this work!" My son has a broken hand, so how can I participate in next year's Spring Festival! ”

As soon as the hand is broken, there is no future.

He's such a son!

Zhimi said: "I can't help it, but Senior Sister must have a way, wait for Senior Sister to come over tomorrow." ”

"You ......" Prime Minister Lu patted his chest, "I'll just say, I should have invited Miss Six to come over from the beginning!" ”

Zhimi was not annoyed, "Now that I have banned the ghost qi, nothing will happen, I will guard the son, and the adults can rest assured." ”

Where can Prime Minister Lu rest assured that he wants to send someone to the Marquis of Anyang's mansion, but he is afraid of angering Chu Nanli, after all, his daughter has offended her once before.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Lu Cheng's anger came again, and after leaving the house, he had to order someone to ban Lu Yanyan's feet and reduce her moon silver.

Finally stayed up until dawn, Prime Minister Lu hurriedly went out and personally invited Nanli.

Nanli had a good night's sleep and was in a good mood, only then did she know that Zhimi went out for herself in the middle of the night.

She couldn't help but sigh, it's good to have a little junior brother here.

After she washed and changed her clothes, she nibbled on a bun before going to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Prime Minister Lu.

When I arrived at Lu Zheng's house, I saw Zhimi meditating, and Lu Zheng was still in a coma because of the suppression of the Fu Seal.

"Senior sister, you're here!" Chiya heard the movement and opened his eyes.

Nanli nodded, "What's the situation?" ”

Zhimi said: "This has a strong ghost qi, and it has been wrapped around Lu Gongzi's arm, senior sister, if you can't help it, I'm afraid you will have to cut off his hand to save his life." ”

Prime Minister Lu clenched his hands and hurriedly said, "Sixth Miss, you have to think of a way, I can't break my hand." ”

"Don't worry, this ghost was shocked last night, it's not a big problem." Nanli concentrated, stretched out his hand and picked up the brush.

The brush left, and the black qi no longer wrapped around Lu Zheng's right hand.

But those black gases want to wrap around Nanli's hands again.

"Senior sister, be careful!" Chiya exclaimed.

Nanli's face was as usual, and it didn't take long for the black gas to entangle and quickly retreat.

With a flick of her finger, a ghost popped out of the pen.

turned out to be a handsome scholar.

It was the first time that Prime Minister Lu had seen the ghost in his form, and he trembled all over, almost unable to lift it in one breath.

The scholar was forced out of the brush and was quite angry: "It was he who begged me to paint the best famous painting in the world!" You can't drive me away! ”

"A famous painting that is unique in the world? Is this his idea, or is it your obsession? Nanli stared at the scholar, "If you reach an agreement, I won't be able to touch this pen at all." ”

When the scholar saw that she was a person with real skills, his face changed, and he wanted to retract it into the pen.

But he has harmed many people and sucked up the yang energy and flesh of those people, how could Nanli let him go easily.

A heavenly thunder talisman was sacrificed, and the scholar was chopped into ashes.

Zhimi said happily: "I still have to go out of the senior sister." ”

Prime Minister Lu looked at the room, and also felt that the cold aura had dissipated a lot, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Is this a solution?" ”

"It's solved, Prime Minister, it's not easy for my junior brother to stay this night, I rushed over early in the morning, and it costs three thousand taels of silver." Nanli said.

Chimi's eyes widened and she swallowed.

They usually go down the mountain to collect ghosts for the villagers, but they only collect ten taels of silver.

Kyoto...... What a place to be!

"It should, it should!" Prime Minister Lu didn't think it was expensive at all, he ordered his subordinates to get the silver ticket, and asked, "Then when will my son wake up?" ”

"Now." Nanli squatted down and pinched Lu Zheng's middle man.

Lu Zheng only felt tired and his eyes were dry, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a delicate and fair face.

But that look, plain as water, does not match her appearance and age.

"Miss Chu Liu?" He propped himself up, not only did he have a headache, but his right hand was even more sore, "What's going on?" Why are you in my study? ”

"Zheng'er, thanks to Miss Six!" Prime Minister Lu immediately came over and helped his son to talk about his abnormalities in the past few days.

Lu Zheng was terrified when he heard this, because he had no impression of these at all.

No wonder his hands are so sore, it turns out that he has been painting for so many days!

"Thanks to Miss Six." Lu Zheng immediately talked about the origin of this pen, which turned out to be a gift from his friend, saying that it was passed down from Xinjiang, and the next pen will be like divine help.

It turns out that there are not gods, but ghosts.

"It's nice to have such a good thing for you." Nanli teased.

Lu Zheng had palpitations, "Presumably he doesn't know, I've been friends with him for many years, if he knew, he would never have sent this thing to me." ”

"It is indispensable to guard against others." Nanli said, giving him a peace charm, "Gifts, take them with you." ”

Lu Zheng experienced this time, and he was sincerely convinced by Nanli, and said, "Thank you Miss Six." ”

The paintings in the house, Lu Zheng didn't dare to keep them anymore, after all, they were painted by ghosts.

He hurriedly instructed his subordinates to deal with it, and it happened that a painting fell down without holding it steadily, and it bloomed in front of Nanli.

Nanli was stunned, and couldn't help muttering: "Is it her?" ”