Zhou Xuanqing really hated that she didn't pretend to be dusty, she silently took out a yellow paper talisman, hid it behind her back and folded a shape.

She secretly pinched her fingers and said the trick, and there was a rumbling sound outside the house, and after a while, she could see lightning and thunder in the sky from the pane! Just when Ruan Zhifu was holding the concubine in shock, Zhou Xuanqing flicked his fingers and took the opportunity to turn the paper talisman into a flying butterfly, which fell on the cold and stiff maid.

"You've hurt me...... But you want to come down and accompany me......"

The voice was like weeping, and the resentment was low, as if it came from the underworld.

There was only a vague shadow as far as the concubine could see, and she stood up suddenly, swaying towards her. I was cold, trembling, and almost scared to cry, but it was all thanks to the support of Ruan Zhifu to stabilize my body that was becoming weaker and softer.

"No, no, no, it can't be...... Xiaolan, I-"

In the dimness, the figure shuddered as it walked, as slowly as it dragged something. A trembling gurgling sound came from his throat, "I don't want to die......"

This play is very good, Zhou Xuanqing is secretly staring at Chang Zizi, who is pretending to be a ghost, and he is quite satisfied. Listening to the sound of the concubine about to collapse, you know that the matter is about to be done.

"You poisoned me to cover up that I had already been drained of my essence by you using evil methods, and the heavens are clear....."

"Boom!" "Crackle!"

The piercing thunder exploded in the concubine's ears, and the flickering electric light shook her eyes—everything that happened yesterday was repeated in her mind.

Xiaolan combed her bone comb three times, and then fell down in anger. At that time, she only felt a pity, and she had not yet moved her killing intent. It's a pity to bother to choose a young girl for her to eat their fresh and agile spirit, so as to help her maintain her youthful vitality.

Xiaolan is not the first, if it weren't for the arrival of Liu Yanshu and Zhou Xuanqing, I'm afraid this matter would continue to happen.

This little concubine was from a humble background, and she finally hooked up with Ruan Governor's Mansion back then, but she didn't want the main wife in the family to have a strong temperament, if it wasn't for some tricks, she forced Ruan Governor to marry her into the door. Later, whether it was providence or his wife's blessing, he committed suicide by dragging his sick body to hang a beam.

Siren has passed away, but the Ruan prefect is getting better and better with the concubine.

After a few years, the concubine just didn't conceive a child. She was worried that her status would not be guaranteed, and she was afraid that her own person Lao Zhuhuang would be disliked, so she went to the City God Temple to pray for God.

That's how I met a witchman.

The witch Taoist gave her a light, and gave her a bone comb to keep her young and beautiful, and she would always conceive a child. The premise is that you need to rely on the spirit of others, and the girl is the best.

The concubine was moved and did so. Of course, Xiaolan unknowingly attached her essence to the bone comb, causing herself to become more and more emaciated.

Xiaolan fainted, and the concubine naturally didn't want to find a doctor to take a look, so she originally planned to send her out, but there were already distinguished guests in the mansion at that time. I heard that it was the town of the country, so I naturally didn't dare to act rashly. So in the middle of the night, he deliberately took Xiaolan to his late wife's other house. Xiaolan fell into the poison that can make people crazy and ignorant, and naturally led the matter to the unwarranted hanged ghost.

It could have been smooth and smooth, but the change was Zhou Xuanqing's doing. After a good game of chess was stopped and messed up, the concubine was naturally angry. But she really didn't have to kill people at night again, she just needed to send someone to light an incense burner in that room and add dansha in the name of exorcism, and everything was done.

"Don't push me...... You have to blame you for all this, sir! Your deceased wife is dead, and you treat me very well on the face, but what about the reality? You send people to pour childless medicine in soup every day! You just don't want to give me a child! If I don't want to ask for a child, how can I believe that witch man's words! I will do more and more wrong.....

The light inside the house was bright, and the wind and thunder outside the house seemed to be just a dream.

Zhou Xuanqing patted Chang Zizi, "Thank you." ”

Often carelessly, the hair is recoiled into a bun, and the wooden hairpin is inserted horizontally on the top of the head.

sighed: "Who is the murderer in this matter?"

Zhou Xuanqing darkened his eyes and did not answer.

The concubine was already paralyzed at the feet of Ruan Zhifu, bursting into tears and choking.

Memories are like tombs, thin as plain.

Ruan Zhifu raised his eyes and looked out the window, his expression was sad, and his voice was a little indifferent: "You blame me?"

The matter was resolved very smoothly, the murderer has been found, and the rest depends on whether the Ruan prefect wants to kill his relatives in righteousness. As for the twists and turns hidden under the case, they are not what Zhou Xuanqing, a cultivator, wants to care about.

A moment later, Zhou Xuanqing was busy finding a fellow villager who knew Xiaolan in the mansion, gave someone some silver taels, and asked to send the body home for burial.

Liu Yanshu looked at Zhou Xuanqing's busy back, his eyes were deep.

Lu Shiyi and Mo Huaigu stood behind them, and couldn't help but remind: "Master Hou, count the days, it's time to leave for Beijing immediately." ”

~

The sky in Luoyang was drizzling, and I saw a figure in a wide robe holding an oil-paper umbrella, avoiding the crowd and walking on the street. The dark robe bears the wind, and he walks slowly. Passers-by were in a hurry, and no one paid close attention to him.

His inky hair hung down a few strands of his shoulders and fluttered in the wind. The rain crackled on the bluestone slab, and after a while, it suddenly fell bigger and bigger, smashing people's robes and getting wet, and he didn't care.

After walking for a while, the man stopped in front of a blue-tiled and white-walled courtyard, and the paper umbrella was half-obliquely revealing a handsome face. On the calm face, the deep eyes are a little evil and a little indifferent.

Who is it if it's not Yan Qingjun? He pulled the copper pull ring on the door. Soon, a man ran out and opened the door.

"It's raining so hard, who are you looking for?"

"I heard that Jin Nanshan lives here?"

~

The sky is blue.

Zhou Xuanqing carried the burden in his arms, and looked back at the person who was left behind, grinding and struggling.

"Why don't you eat the spirit rune I just gave you?"

Chang Zizai's face was blue, and he gritted his teeth slightly and said: "I don't take talismans, I want to find a doctor to see a doctor and take medicine!"

Zhou Xuanqing turned around and said as he walked: "We are cultivators, so let's go to the doctor for this little thing, wouldn't it be an insult to the sect?"

"Don't you just want to save a few taels of silver? I—I've never seen someone as brazen as you!"

"Well, you're lucky enough to see you today. ”

Zhou Xuanqing and Chang Zizi were invited out of the house by the dejected Ruan Governor's Mansion, saying that it was an invitation, but it was just a polite roll. When he turned around, he found that Liu Yanshu actually took Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi and left in a carriage!

Although she didn't want to take a cheap carriage, she should say hello before leaving, right?

Waiting for Zhou Xuanqing to pull the sick Chang Ziyi, he hurried all the way to the capital to chase after him, but he didn't know that soon, there would be a big disaster waiting.

~

Approaching Luoyang Road in the capital, I don't know if the sick qi that is often comfortable is infected, Zhou Xuanqing felt tightness in his chest for no reason, and after meditating, he breathed and breathed a few times, and then slowly sank his anxious heart like boiling water.

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