Sure enough, Xiao Qi's method worked very well.

According to what she said, anyone who didn't cook zongzi at home was taken away.

In the evening, sure enough, blood lines appeared on their fingernails.

In this way, most of the voodoo people in the city were controlled, and the others who had a few fish that slipped through the net, and there were street sentinels, could not become the climate.

This is just under control, but there is still no solution.

However, what is certain is that this incident was caused by the Cui family.

Or rather...... It's for him.

Even according to Xiao Qi's method, it only slowed down the speed of those people's deaths, and the blood lines on their fingernails were still spreading little by little.

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, Xiao Qi is hungry, eats two zongzi in advance, and falls asleep on the chaise longue under the flower tree in the yard.

Cui Yu looked at the clues provided by the first batch of infected Cui clansmen, and he found a common denominator.

The first people to fall for voodoo were the people who went to Jiulongpo with him on the day of Tan Sacrifice.

The closest people to the Cui family, as well as the family members who carried the sacrifices.

Duan Chenghu and the others were all down the mountain and did not go up.

Those who didn't go up the mountain were fine, as long as the people who followed the people up the mountain had this situation.

Now Cui Yu suspects that the problem lies in Jiulongpo, perhaps in their ancestral tombs.

It's just strange that why did all the people who went up the mountain get hit by that blood armor technique, but only he didn't?

Cui Yu plans to go to the ancestral tomb to find out.

He looked up and glanced at the chaise longue under the begonia tree through the window, the little girl sleeping quietly, quiet and beautiful.

Cui Yu walked out, and when he walked to the chaise longue, he bent down slightly.

Begonia petals fell between her hair and eyebrows, like the charm of the flowers, and her cheeks were crystal white and as thin as jade.

The weather is getting hotter, she is wearing a water-green gauze skirt, reflecting a snow-like arm, and on her small nails, she is still dyed Dancôme by Changxi.

There is also a plum in the palm of the small palm, and even if you fall asleep, you will hold it tightly.

Cui Yu's eyebrows were dyed with a soft color, and the worries caused by the blood armor technique in the past few days dissipated in an instant.

He raised his hand and brushed the petals between her eyebrows.

went to the cemetery, Cui Yu didn't plan to take her.

Duan Chengfeng and Duan Chenghu brothers have excellent martial arts, and they can protect her safety no matter what happens.

Cui Yu stood up, looked down at her again, and when he turned to go, he only felt that his robe was being torn off.

He turned to look, and saw a small hand dyed with dancome, grasping his robe.

The little girl was sleepy-eyed, looked up and asked with a sleepy face:

"Lord Wang, where are you going?"

"This king goes out to take a look, and if he is sleepy, he will sleep again, and Brother Duan Chenghu is guarding outside the courtyard, don't be afraid."

The little girl will sit up and raise her hand to hug her.

"I'll go with you."

"This king goes to Jiulongpo to take a look, it's not fun over there, you wait at home for this king to come back."

Xiao Qi still grabbed his robe and refused to let go.

"I don't, I'm going too."

Cui Yu saw that she was so entangled that he had no choice but to pick her up and coax her to say:

"Be good, something is wrong on the Jiulong Slope side, I don't know what danger there is inside, this king will go alone, if there is an accident, it is easy to get out."

When Xiao Qi was about to speak, he heard a commotion outside.

It turned out that Cui Jin ran over, and after Cui Jin rushed into the courtyard, he saw Xiao Qi in Cui Yu's arms, and scolded with red eyes:

"Brother, this girl has evil magic!"