"Girl, are we... Where have you seen it? Old Madam Zhang looked at the woman who was half-covered but could not hide her dignified and elegant, and walked towards her with light steps, and her heart swelled with a little déjà vu.

"Old Madam Zhang." Chi Jing smiled and spoke, his voice was soft like the wind blowing willows, which made people feel calm: "We meet again." ”

"Ah, girl, it's you!" As soon as she spoke, Mrs. Zhang remembered that this was the woman wearing a hat in Tianji Alley who was watching her for a test.

"A square table can't sit down, and a round table can't sit down." Chi Jing said: "The little woman Chi Jing has seen Mrs. Zhang. She took a closer look and found that she had had a relationship with this old lady who was called Mrs. Zhang, but in fact she was not very old, full of heaven, and had long and thick earlobes. The old woman's face was haggard due to exhaustion, but Chi Jing could still recognize it at a glance.

This old lady turned out to be the woman who was proud of her production with five male grandchildren and four female grandchildren, and Chi Jing had to secretly sigh that the world was so small.

"Miss Chi, you say, do you have a way to cure my little eight? Do you know what kind of illness my little eight is suffering from? Old Madam Zhang asked a little anxiously and a little skeptically.

"Little Eighth Young Master is not sick." Pond net road.

Disease-free. Many doctors also said that Xiaoba was not sick, but he couldn't diagnose and treat what was wrong. This girl Chi of unknown origin has never even seen Xiao Ba, so she knows that Xiao Ba is not sick-

What a master! Old Madam Zhang burst into tears, and she was about to kneel down in a panic: "If Miss Chi can really save my little Bayi's life, I am willing to trade my life for my life..."

Chi Jing held her firmly and didn't let her kneel: "The old lady doesn't have to be like this. If I'm not mistaken, not only the eighth young master, but also the sons of the big house and the fourth room have problems. She remembered that Mrs. Zhang had four sons, except for the youngest son, who was not yet married, the other three sons all had wives and children.

"Little Eight is from the big house. Strange to say, my eldest son and younger son broke their legs at the same hour recently, and now they are nursing from their leg injuries in bed. Mrs. Zhang thought of the two sons, as well as the fourth child who was still unconscious, and covered her heart in distress, what happened to her Zhang family recently?

That's right, adult men have a solid foundation, unlike young children who are easy to destroy. Qinglong Throne Master 147, she is still in time at the moment, if it is any later, it will be more than just breaking her leg and falling unconscious.

Without further ado, Chi Jing instructed: "Old lady, you quickly order someone to get a pot of fresh cypress leaf water, except for you and me, no one is allowed to enter the room of the eighth young master." ”

Mrs. Zhang threw herself up and immediately ordered her subordinates to do it. Chi Jing said in a low voice: "Old lady, this matter is not to be made quiet, the less people know about it, the better." ”

When the old lady heard this, she guessed something in her heart, and her expression became solemn.

...

"Miss Chi, how did you learn about my family...", she finally asked the biggest doubt in her heart.

On the way here, he had already thought of a statement, and Chi Jing explained calmly: "The family teacher passed by from Zhongzhou a few days ago and found that there were bad people who intended to destroy the luck of the Zhang family. "Zhongzhou is where the ancestral grave of the Zhang family is located, and Mrs. Zhang is stunned.

"The family teacher followed all the way and found that the gangster had buried this thing in front of Master Zhang's grave." Chi Jing opened the thing that was still stained with dirt between the handkerchiefs, and Mrs. Zhang was dumbfounded when she saw it.

It was a bronze mirror with a spell painted on it—

Mrs. Zhang came back to her senses and was furious! The hands are clenched and released, and loosened, and clenched. Her chest heaved violently, and she was clearly angry.

Only three years after her husband died, someone went to his grave to disturb his peace, and wanted to harm him and her offspring! It's so deceitful! She was sad, painful and angry at this time, but because she didn't want to wake up her sleeping grandson in front of her, she gritted her teeth and used the greatest restraint in her life to suppress her anger. After a long time, Fang squeezed out a sneer from between his teeth: "Very good." ”

She is used to laughing on weekdays, and she is happy all day long, with a look of Sun Wanful, which makes those people forget her fierce past!

Chi Jing cast a look of admiration. It seems that this old woman also knew a lot about the consequences of burying this thing in front of the grave of her ancestors. The mirror, the feminine also. It can ward off evil spirits and attract evil spirits. What's more, the Mirror Soul...

Coupled with the word "punishment" contained in the talisman drawn on the mirror, no matter how dull a person is, he should understand that this is a trick to bury people.

Chi Jing continued: "Unfortunately, the family teacher has something to do, and it is inconvenient to come to the capital. So the flying pigeon sent a letter to the disciple to tell me to go this way, and the sooner the better. The teacher's order was difficult to disobey, and the little girl had no choice but to visit late at night..."

Mrs. Zhang raised her hand to stop her politeness, indicating that it was okay, and said, "I don't know who the family teacher is?" ”

"The family teacher's surname is Jiang, and he is known as Mr. Jiang. It travels around like a wild crane all year round, so it is little known. "Nonsense, just a hand. Chi Jing felt that he had more and more potential to be a god.

"How can I repay such a great kindness?" Mrs. Zhang was grateful again.

"Let's get rid of the trouble first, a minute late, a little more danger." Chi Jing picked up the mirror and took out a dagger from his arms: "Old lady, I need to take a drop of your blood." ”

"Okay." She took the dagger without hesitation, cut her finger without blinking, and dripped blood onto the mirror at Chi Jing's signal. After dripping, he took the initiative to ask, "Do you still need the blood of Hachi's parents?" ”

She rushes to bring her grandchildren with her daughters-in-law on weekdays, and now the hour is nearly three watches, Xiaoba's mother has been staying for half a night, and she can't stay up and has gone to sleep. As long as Chi Jing said she needed it, she would carry a knife to Xiaoba's parents' bed to collect blood herself...

"That's enough, just a few drops of blood relatives." Chi Jingdao, according to what his father said back then, gathered his mind and began to recite those simple mantras silently.

...

She pondered silently for a while, and with a few drops of the old lady's blood, she first wiped off the talisman on the mirror, and then took out a handkerchief, dipped it in some cypress leaf water that she had ordered her subordinates to prepare, and carefully wiped the mirror surface. Finally, I came to the bed of the Eighth Young Master and put the mirror under the pillow of the Eighth Young Master.

When he put the mirror under the pillow, Chi Jing took advantage of Mrs. Zhang's inattention and stuffed a small pill into the mouth of the eighth young master. This pill melts in your mouth and does not need to be swallowed with water. Just in case, although she has seen her father help people use these methods to resolve it, if she can't make Xiao Baxiao wake up after doing all this, then this pill is her last hole card.

In the end, the remaining cypress leaf water was sprinkled on the head, chest, body, and feet of the eighth young master, and after doing all this, Chi Jing shouted: "Zhang's soul, the family is waiting for you to return and reunite." Listen to my command, the soul returns, the soul returns! ”

"Grandmother..."Almost at the same time, the frail boy on the bed opened his godless eyes and whispered...

Wake up! Mrs. Zhang threw herself in front of the bed and cried with joy.

Wake up! Chi Jing wiped the sweat from his head and felt relieved.