Eleven got into the carriage, and Han Yue carried the carriage slowly, but the carriage behind stopped moving.

I don't know who spread the rumors, as long as you can touch the fur of the divine tiger, you won't get sick within a year, and you will be lucky, so many people will surround the white tiger, even if the white tiger shows its fierce appearance, no one will flinch.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

In the end, the white tiger couldn't stand the nuisance of these people, jumped out of the wall made by people, and ran directly into the carriage, Bai Mu hurriedly raised his long whip, and the carriage galloped, surpassing the carriage of the cold moon, leaving Luoxia Town, and those people could be seen chasing after him from a distance.

Bai Mu raised his whip, drove the carriage, and ran ten miles in one breath before stopping to wait for his master and wife.

Hanyue hurried forward slowly, but he couldn't understand why his wife left early in the morning, and the sky gradually darkened, and he was afraid that he would have to sleep in the wild tonight.

"Why didn't you treat that girl named Yue'er?" Ye Junchen wrapped one hand around Eleven's waist and played with her little hand with the other, and asked softly, "Listen to her breath, her condition is extremely serious." ”

"She's not sick, she's cursed, she's cursed." Eleven slowly closed his eyes and replied softly, "This spell is very special, it can only be unbroken by drinking the blood of the spell caster, and no one else can cure it." ”

"What medicine did you give her?"

"Suppressing the snake heart spell, in other words, relieving her pain, temporarily severing the connection between the spell caster and the curse recipient, such a spell is very ferocious, it is very easy to counterattack, within three days, the snake heart spell will also appear on the spell caster's body, if the spell caster wants to live, he must undo the snake heart spell on the curse recipient, and he will live."

"There is such a powerful spell in the world." Ye Junchen frowned slightly and said, "Dali Temple has accumulated a large number of old cases, all of which have no clues, and the murderer's murder cannot be found, can it be said that it is a spell killing?" ”

"In addition to spells, there are also ghosts and murderers, demon killings, and even demons themselves killing." Eleven took out a jade flute from the package next to him and handed it to Ye Junchen, hugged his waist tightly, and said coquettishly, "Ah Ye, you play a tune to coax me to sleep, okay?" ”

"Where did you find it?"

"Do you think it's well hidden?" Eleven squinted his eyes and snickered, "From your study." ”

Ye Junchen stroked the jade flute in his hand, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes before he spoke.

"Eleven."

"Huh?"

"This jade flute must not be seen by a third person." Ye Junchen's deep eyes looked at Eleven, and said extremely seriously, "Can you promise me?" ”

"This thing is important to you?" Eleven sat up slowly, his eyes fell on the jade flute, and asked softly.

This jade flute is round and bright, without the slightest impurity, and it is made of top jade, and it is a sky-high price.

"Well, it's very important, it's my mother's relic."

When Eleven heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, it turned out that the jade flute was valuable, and Ah Ye was so nervous, but he didn't expect it to be a relic of his mother-in-law, so he had to hide it well.

Ye Junchen looked at Eleven and nodded extremely seriously, chuckling.

The night gradually darkened, and the clear moon hung on the branches.

Hanyue drove the carriage all the way, and soon met Bai Mu, the two carriages ran on the official road one after the other, and the melodious flute sound hovered in mid-air, tactful and ethereal, and continued to echo, like the sound of heaven.