The three souls and seven souls of a person are gathered between the eyebrows, and if a large number of souls are not stored, this between the eyebrows is the best soul pool.

When Ye Luwu returned to the warm pavilion of the Prime Minister's Mansion again, Lin Chen was already standing beside Ji Wuya's couch, his right hand stretched out two fingers to draw a circle in the void, and the vermilion formation slowly appeared with the movement of his fingers, and that wisp of soul swayed out from the center of his eyebrows, and after circling along the formation for a week, he plunged straight into Ji Wuya's body.

The moment his soul returned to his body, a hint of blush appeared on his slightly gray face, and his subtle breathing gradually increased, finally becoming smooth and long.

Lin Chen put away the formation, turned around and said, "Prime Minister, the second son will wake up soon, my lord should prepare supplements, so that he can raise them." ”

Ji Wenguang was so excited that even his beard trembled slightly, and he forcibly thanked him with joy: "Thank you Lord Ling for your help, and I will enter the palace in the afternoon to thank the saint." ”

"Your Excellency, let's stay in the house, and I'll take care of this matter. ”

So saying, he walked out, as he had come to-day, with steady but unhurried steps, and carrying a heavy wind and frost beyond his years.

After Ye Luwu saw him leave, he reflexively walked to the couch, and pinched his right hand to send the soul power in the enchantment into the Ji Wuya meridian.

"Although my soul power is not the same as his, it can also help his meridian soul power recover faster. If the soul of an ordinary person is out of the body for a moment, as long as it is recovered, it will be fine, but the second son is a cultivator after all, and this experience has a great impact on his cultivation, and I am afraid that it will take more than a month to fully recover. ”

Ji Wenguang sighed faintly and said: "Alas, there is also my reason why he left Kyoto City back then, although he is injured now, he can stay under my knees for a while, I just hope that he can grow up in the past few years, don't be angry with me." ”

How can anyone who is a parent in this world really blame his children? Ji Wuya is already in the age of a weak crown, and after wandering outside for several years, the resentment in his heart and the youthful frivolity have been exhausted together.

After Ye Luwu helped his soul power circulate in the meridians, he said: "The second son is no longer in trouble, and Lu Wu will go back first." It's just that if he comes to his senses, his uncle should ask him about it, for example, why he was attacked in the ruined temple last night, and if that person has ever known him? ”

The second son of the prime minister was attacked in the middle of the night and almost lost his life, the murderer is likely to be related to the death of the storyteller, and the destination of his hasty escape is actually the queen's mother's house. If there is such a mess in the new year, I am afraid that there will definitely be a storm in the court.

After Ye Luwu walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he first returned to the carriage and changed out of the men's clothes on his body, carefully pulled up the green silk, and then slowly walked off the carriage.

"You drive the carriage back first, I want to go alone. She said to the coachman, then turned sideways to look at the girl who accompanied her out today, and said with a smile: "You can follow me, go and get the blue and white oil-paper umbrella in the car, I will wait for you here." ”

The girl hung her head and walked neatly into the carriage.

Ye Luwu looked at her back and smiled thoughtfully. As early as when she decided to promote another big girl, she deliberately put a note written by herself in her left hand under the cushion of the carriage, and pretended not to hide it well, revealing a corner. This girl is always the first to come every morning when she sprinkles and cleans, and has been picking the dirtiest and most tiring work to do, I don't know if it's nature or I want to get my attention, this time I'll try her.

"This thing is lovesick", if she is really a person with ulterior motives, then these five words will definitely surprise her.

After a while, the girl jumped out of the carriage with an oil-paper umbrella and said respectfully, "Miss, let's go." ”

"Miss?" Ye Luwu raised his eyebrows, "Everyone in the house calls me Xiangjun, why do you call me Miss?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This is how the slave maid listens to Sister Yuyu, compared to the countryman, the slave maid still thinks that Miss Yu is more like a family, not so estranged." ”

This is a bit meaningful, Ye Luwu hooked her lips and smiled, turned around and walked forward, the girl hurriedly opened the umbrella to shield her from the wind and snow.

"If so, let it be as you go. It's just that I can't know your name, say, what's your name?"

Her voice was soft and soft, and the biting cold wind hit the girl's body, which made her feel a little uncertain for a while, so she had to say slowly: "The slave maid is named Wenqian." ”

Ye Luwu smiled suddenly, and praised: "Wen is like Qianqian, flourishing and prosperous, you must have read books in your family? I don't know why you sold yourself into slavery." ”

As if mentioning her sadness, Wen Qian's voice was low, and she expressed endless sadness: "Miss is right, but the slave's grandfather is a scholar, and it is said that he is also a talented person, and he often writes poems that others can't." In the year I was born, because of a poem in which he alluded to the first emperor, the whole family of slaves and maids ended up beheaded. The slave and maid escaped because of their young age, but apart from this name, there was nothing. After several hardships, the slave and maid sold themselves into slavery and barely ate enough to eat. ”

If this is true, he is a poor man.

Ye Luwu didn't speak again, and the two of them walked slowly on the not very noisy street, as if they had lined up all the red dust behind them, and the earthly atmosphere had not stained half of the corners of her clothes.

After turning around the center of Kyoto City and heading north, you will find the North Market, where literati and artists often gather. Different from the south city where the common people live in the market, the most common in the north market is the Qingya study and the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, the people who come here are either the sons of the family or the nouveau riche of the imperial court, even in the winter is a folding fan does not leave the body, everywhere has to put on a literati and elegant appearance.

It was her first time here, and she had a slight direction before entering a somewhat narrow alley and turning into the only shop in it.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, there were more than a dozen Bogu shelves full of dazzling eyes, on which there were neither ancient antiquities nor brilliant peerless treasures, but some strange shapes that had never been seen before.

The shopkeeper did not get up to greet her when he saw her two coming, but still held a yellowed book and read it carefully. He waved his hand and said softly: "If the guest officer has a favorite object, bring it to settle the bill." ”

Ye Luwu smiled secretly, this person is very interesting, he is so fascinated by reading books, he is not afraid of losing things in his store.

After shuttling between the many bogu shelves for a long time, she finally found what she was looking for in the bottom compartment of the last shelf. She reached out with her hands and picked up the heavy object, the size of her entire head, and only then did she see it in its entirety.