330 The Power of Superstition

"Liu, you take the children to rest first, Yiyi, you go with me." Zhang commanded.

Liu hurriedly stopped pinching each other with Xianggong and led the children away.

With her mother-in-law here, her gossip heart must be pressed to death.

Lin Meiyi ran to the house and pulled out her grandmother's mysterious little baggage and walked out.

Da Lang didn't leave, he wanted to go with him to have a look, and took the initiative to take over the heavy burden in his sister's arms and escort the two.

Mrs. Mo was overjoyed and hurriedly invited the three of her ancestors and grandchildren over.

When she came to Qingyun's room, where Qinglan was already standing, she kept looking towards the corridor, and when she saw someone coming, she hurriedly stepped forward and gave a big gift to Zhang.

"Grandma, I'm sorry for you!"

"No need to be polite, hurry up."

Qinglan couldn't afford it, and Zhang looked at Da Lang helplessly, "Help him up." ”

Really, it's all in the way! Zhang shouted helplessly in his heart.

There is a difference between men and women, Da Lang is a foreign man, it is inconvenient to enter the door, so he handed over the burden to his sister, so he stood outside the door with the anxious Qinglan and waited.

Seeing Qinglan walking around, full of anxiety, Da Lang kindly comforted: "Don't worry, my grandma is amazing." ”

Qinglan clenched her fists and smiled reluctantly, "I hope so." ”

He has never believed in these things, but the sages said in the books, and the sages said that these things were unreliable, so how do you tell him to believe them?

But there's no other way to do it right now, just wait.

Lin Dalang doesn't necessarily cheat him.

Qing Lan said in her heart that she didn't believe it or not, but her body was very honest, her hands were folded, and she kept praying to the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, hoping that they would be able to manifest their spirits.

In the room, Qingyun was lying on the bed with a pale face, it was late autumn, and it was cold at night, she was only wearing a single coat, but she was so hot that she was sweating.

The quilt had already been kicked away by her, and the maid wanted to help her cover it, so she waved her hand and said nonsense, which sounded very fierce, and her face was hideous, so frightened that the maid did not dare to approach.

When the others were far away, Qingyun seemed to be able to sense it and regained her composure.

Mrs. Mo had never heard of such a strange illness before, and when she saw it coldly, she was naturally scared half to death, thinking that her daughter had committed some serious illness.

"It was fine before dinner, but in a blink of an eye, it became like this, and I don't know if it collided with something unclean." The old lady is very superstitious about ghosts and gods, and keeps muttering.

Speaking of these, she was afraid herself, and she couldn't help but think of the eighteen killers who died tragically during the day, and hurriedly went to Lin Meiyi's side, eager to stick to her.

Lin Meiyi only felt helpless, but fortunately, she didn't have to endure such embarrassment for too long.

Zhang called from the bedside, "Yiyi, compass." ”

"Hey! Here it comes. Lin Meiyi hurriedly pushed the old grandmother away, stepped forward, and took the compass to the grandmother.

Mrs. Mo glanced at the small compass and thought to herself, this is a magic weapon.

"Old lady, what's wrong with my daughter?" Mrs. Mo asked carefully, for fear that if she was louder, she would disturb Zhang's practice.

"It's just a nightmare." Zhang turned to look at Mrs. Mo and said politely, "Please also ask Mrs. to stand back, so that I can wake up Miss." ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept to the old lady and the frightened maid who shrank behind the door, "You guys go out first." ”

"Listen to the old lady, get out quickly!" Mrs. Mo urged urgently.

The old lady and the maid still wanted to see what the Zhang family did, but when they saw this situation, they could only leave in frustration.

The door was closed again, and only Lin Meiyi's grandchildren and Mrs. Mo were left in the house.

Seeing Zhang's calm appearance, Mrs. Mo felt a little more relieved, and looked at her with anticipation, very docile.

Haughty? Inexistent!

The room was quiet, and Zhang told him not to make a sound no matter what happened for a while, otherwise Qingyun would fall into a deeper dream and it would be difficult to wake up.

Mrs. Mo hurriedly covered her mouth and nodded her head to indicate that she would try to cooperate.

Get ready, Zhang activated the compass, a slight spiritual power fluctuation rippled in the room, the compass automatically began to rotate, Mrs. Mo's eyes instantly widened, attracted by this mysterious mysterious power, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

After a while, the compass stopped, Zhang glanced at the scale above, closed his eyes, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the void above Qingyun's head, I don't know if he really caught something, the green tendons on his hands burst out, as if he was pulling with a mysterious force

Suddenly, Qing Yun's whole person suddenly sat up, and she howled silently with her teeth and claws, looking very painful.

Such a strange scene, if she hadn't been mentally prepared in advance, Mrs. Mo would have screamed.

Lin Meiyi stood aside and looked at it in amazement.

Zhang moved again, and with a hard pull, Qingyun froze instantly, and the whole person regained her composure, and with a bang, she fell back.

At this moment, his face was calm as usual, but the compass in Zhang's hand began to rotate wildly, and finally stopped in the southeast direction, and the pointer was pointing at Qingyun's hand.

Zhang probed and looked at his left hand first, but found nothing.

He reached out to his right hand again, touched it all the way down from his shoulder, and suddenly touched a bulge, and when he lifted his sleeve, it turned out to be a topaz bead the size of a fingernail, which was tied to Qingyun's elbow.

Zhang Shi showed a clear look, untied the yellow bead, and after a while, Qingyun's breathing was stable, and her pale face also eased.

"Paper, pen, yellow sand." Zhang commanded.

Lin Mei hurriedly followed the instructions, turned out the things in the baggage, and placed them on the table in the room.

Zhang took the pen and dipped the ink, drew an incomprehensible rune on the yellow paper, poured water again, held the rune between his fingertips, and flicked it, the flame rose and threw it into the cup, the two were mixed into one, and Qingyun was served.

When Mrs. Mo saw these methods, she only felt that the Zhang family was the immortal who had descended into the world, and her gaze at her old man changed, and she was respectful and respectful, and she didn't dare to go beyond it at all.

"It's time to speak." Zhang put away the props and said warmly.

Mrs. Mo immediately came to the bed, saw her daughter's eyebrows moved, and called in a low voice: "Yun'er? Yun'er? Can you hear my mother's voice? Yun'er, wake up......"

Qing Yun opened her eyes vaguely, her eyes rolled, and she was a little confused when she saw so many people in the room.

"Wake up!" Mrs. Mo shouted excitedly.

Zhang handed the burden to Lin Meiyi to hold, walked over with the topaz bead, and explained:

"Don't wear these beads on your elbows anymore."

"Grandma Lin?" Qingyun whispered, not knowing why the Zhang family appeared here.

Zhang smiled faintly at her, didn't say much, left Huang Yuzhu, called Lin Meiyi and left.

Mrs. Mo hurriedly got up to send her off, thanked and thanked, and admired the Zhang family to the extreme.

But it's too late today, the old man still has to rest, and she will come back tomorrow to thank her.

Seeing off the three ancestors and grandchildren of the Lin family, Qinglan immediately ran into the house to see her sister, and saw that she was sitting on the bed with a blank face, and asked curiously:

"Do you know that you just looked like a ghost, you couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed, and you talked nonsense."