Emperor Jialong sneered lightly: "Just say it!" ”

The witch doctor knelt on the ground, pressed his body low, and said, "The grass people don't dare." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Why don't you dare?" Emperor Jialong's voice became stricter and his tone became heavier.

The witch doctor said solemnly and reverently: "The grass people are afraid that Your Majesty will not believe it. ”

He added: "Although the grass people are only cheap, the grass people only have such a life, and they are afraid of death after all." ”

When Emperor Jialong heard this, he finally understood, so he said, "No matter what you say, I will not want your life." If I say that the horse is hard to chase, you just have to say it. ”

Only then did the witch doctor raise his head and say, "Your Majesty, your unbearable headache is not due to your illness. ”

Emperor Jialong was stunned for a moment: "Why is that?" ”

The doctors in the hospital are sleepless and thinking, but they still have no idea, is it really not a "disease"?

After thinking about it, Emperor Jialong heard the witch doctor kneeling down and said clearly, "All this is the work of witches. ”

He subconsciously rebuked: "Ridiculous! ”

Just because he wants to see a witch doctor doesn't mean he wants to believe such falsehoods.

Medicine is medicine after all, no matter what words are in front of it, there is always something in common.

But what is the witch doing?

"Nonsense!" Emperor Jialong shouted again.

The witch doctor bowed his head again and kowtowed: "The grass people don't dare to talk nonsense. ”

Emperor Jialong was already unhappy.

He originally thought that this witch doctor was afraid that he had real skills, but now he looked like a charlatan who was full of nonsense.

Emperor Jialong didn't believe it in his heart, and he didn't hide it on his face, but he had just said it clearly, no matter what it was, he would not pursue it, so he had to reprimand two sentences at this moment.

But after that, Emperor Jialong did not summon this witch doctor again.

He didn't have any headaches.

Everything seems to have returned to its former tranquility.

Emperor Kangtai, everyone naturally rejoiced.

The news came out quickly, and Mrs. Yun Zhen also knew about it.

It happened that Ruosheng was also in Qianzhong Garden, and she was sitting next to her in a daze, so she said: "It seems that I am not right, then the witch doctor still has some real skills." ”

Ruosheng turned his face to look at her with a slightly confused expression: "What did you say?" ”

Mrs. Yun Zhen said: "I said that the emperor's illness was really cured by the witch doctor. ”

Ruosheng seemed to be more sober when he heard this, his eyes were clear, and he smiled: "That's really a good thing." ”

Mrs. Yun Zhen looked at her, and suddenly sighed, "Are you thinking about the bird slave just now?" ”

Ruosheng nodded slightly.

She thinks about it, all the time.

"What the hell is going on, don't you still want to mention it?" Mrs. Yun Zhen asked.

Ruosheng pursed his lips and shook his head.

Mrs. Yun Zhen sighed again: "That's it, my aunt knows that you are a child with ideas, but if there is any difficulty, you still have to say it." ”

Ruosheng leaned over, raised his hand and gently smoothed the Sichuan character between her eyebrows: "Auntie, don't sigh, always sigh, it's time to sigh old......"

But after saying that, she let out a long and deep sigh herself.

Mrs. Yun Zhen smiled, reached out and grabbed Ruosheng's shoulders and took her into her arms.

The aunt and nephew sat there, and neither of them spoke again, but there were some things that did not need to be said, and they understood each other.

On this day, Mrs. Yun Zhen's mood rose a lot because of Emperor Jialong's condition.

Although the meeting was unhappy that day, as the years passed, there were fewer and fewer deceased, and she still hoped that he would live a long life.

But who would have thought that Emperor Jialong's body had obviously regained his health, but something happened overnight.

This time, his pain intensified.

If it was just unbearable, now it is simply despair.

The hospital was still helpless, and everyone couldn't come up with a way to alleviate his condition.

Emperor Jialong's temperament changed because of this, and he stared at the imperial doctors and scolded, waste, incompetent, damn it-

If it weren't for the prince's quick stopping, I'm afraid this "damned" person would really have to die.

Emperor Jialong grabbed his son's hand tightly and asked him to get the witch doctor back.

The crown prince Shaochu said hesitantly: "I think my son is wrong, that person probably doesn't have any real skills, otherwise he would have cured you a long time ago." ”

Emperor Jialong stared at him eagerly: "No, no, he has a way, he has a way to cure it!" ”

"Really?" The prince was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Then the son is going to bring people back!" ”

Emperor Jialong had a splitting headache, endured it, and said yes in a loud voice, urging him to go quickly.

The crown prince Shaochu also lived up to his expectations, and soon brought people in.

The witch doctor saw it and said in a panic: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this can't be delayed!" ”

Emperor Jialong then withdrew from everyone, leaving him to ask carefully: "You say, if this is really a witch, what should I do?" ”

The witch doctor said: "The grass people have no ability, but if they know the symptoms, they should still be able to find the source of the evil after careful deduction." ”

Emperor Jialong asked, "Is it okay to find it?" ”

The witch doctor nodded and shook his head: "After finding it, the grass people will cast a spell to destroy it, and then burn it with a fierce fire, and then it will be considered a thing, and it can be cured." ”

"That's good!" Emperor Jialong said without thinking, "How long will it take you to find the source?" ”

The witch doctor said, "It only takes twelve hours for the grass people. ”

Emperor Jialong held his head, and the pain was so painful that he could barely count how long twelve hours were, so he simply didn't forget about it, and directly ordered: "Go and check!" Go now! Be sure to find the source to break it! ”

The witch doctor answered, and after a while, he turned back and sent the pill to Emperor Jialong: "Although it can't be cured, it can be delayed for a while." ”

This is true, after Emperor Jialong took the pill, he soon felt that his head was not as painful as before.

Because the matter of witchcraft was still inconclusive, he went to correct the folds as usual.

Batch after batch, he suddenly stopped moving. The cinnabar pen in his hand paused in mid-air, and he couldn't fall down, and after a long time, a drop of "blood" fell down.

- Someone has impeached King Yu!

said that he embezzled military salaries and took bribes!

Emperor Jialong frowned and threw the pen on the pen stand, and turned over another book, and impeached King Yu again!

He suddenly felt a headache again, and he couldn't stand it at all.

But the excerpt still has to be seen.

He read it one by one, one by one, and finally he was not happy to see it.

Supposedly he should have ascertained the truth at once, but he had no time to be distracted, so he threw all the pieces aside and ignored them, and kept urging the witch doctor to ask what was the matter.

But twelve hours are twelve hours.

After a day and a night, the witch doctor came:

The source is a wooden man, engraved with His Majesty's eight characters, his head wrapped around His Majesty's hair, sealed with long nails to seal the five bodies, and poured down with the blood of snakes and scorpions, which is a witch spell.

And this curse was buried in the south.

The witch doctor had words in his mouth, and he groped for a comparison on the map of the capital with his eyes closed, and suddenly trembled, and the tip of his middle finger pointed at a place in the south.

Emperor Jialong went to see it himself and recognized it at a glance - it was where the Yuwang Mansion was located. (To be continued.) )