There was only a low-legged wooden table in the windy cabin, two oil lamps were lit on the left and right sides of the wooden table, and an old man who looked like a fairy sat cross-legged behind the table.

The old man twisted the snow-white goatee under his chin, the white hair on his sideburns was windless, the old man opened his eyes, looked up and down at the table and was forced to sit on the ground, closed his eyes and said leisurely: "You are here for your master, right?"

"Yes." Recy nodded.

"It's your young master who has an accident."

"Yes." Reyuki was a little surprised.

"Every time the young master of your family goes to sunset, he will have a seizure, the itching is unbearable, the blisters will burst, and they will be infected to others, and the blisters will fade when the golden rooster reports the dawn."

"Yes." At this time, Lian Xue was already convinced of Yin Banxian. I can't help but believe it, what Yin Banxian said is as if she has seen it with her own eyes.

"You young master, this is a Gu." Yin Banxian sighed lightly and shook his head.

"Ask the master to save our young master!" Lian Xue knelt and moved to Yin Banxian's side and kowtowed repeatedly.

"The only person who can save the young master of your family is your master." Yin Banxian leaned down, a pair of small black eyes staring at Lian Xue's slightly frightened eyes.

"Ask the master for guidance." Recy plucked the beaded flowers off her head and placed them on the table.

"I'll write you a birthday, and you have to find a way to find this person as soon as possible." Yin Banxian said, sat up straight, brushed a little bit on a piece of yellow table paper and wrote a birthday eight characters in cinnabar.

"And then?" Lian Xue's eyes widened and she looked at Yin Banxian in confusion.

"Hehe......" Yin Banxian suddenly let out a low laugh, laughing so much that the hairs on Pian Xue's body exploded, and even her breathing became embarrassed. Yin Banxian stretched out his fingers like dead branches and tapped the undried cinnabar on the yellow paper, and said softly, "Kill this person, mix his eyebrows and blood with his hair and tears, and bathe the young master of your family." ”

Yin Banxian's words made Lian Xue break out in a cold sweat, she looked at Yin Banxian blankly, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"If your master can't give up this heart, then he can only send the white-haired person to the black-haired person." After saying that, Yin Banxian closed his eyes, "Jing Zhong, send off guests." ”

As soon as Yin Banxian's words fell, the tall thin man who was standing on the side without saying a word came out of the shadows and said to Lian Xuexu: "Please."

Lian Xue looked at Yin Banxian, gritted her teeth, put the yellow table paper on the table in her arms, rewrapped the cloak, and left the dilapidated wooden house.

Watching Lianxue's back disappear into the night, Jing Zhong closed the door, returned to the house, carried the teapot in the shadow in the corner, and poured a cup of hot tea and put it in Yin Banxian's hand: "Master, is it appropriate for us to do this?"

Yin Banxian picked up the tea bowl, looked at Jing Zhong on the side, took a sip of tea, and said, "Even if you don't take people's money and eliminate disasters with people, your arms can't twist your thighs." Saying that, Yin Banxian sighed, "Let's go." There is not much time left for our master and apprentice to flee for their lives. With that, Yin Banxian extinguished the oil lamp with his bare hands, raised his feet and walked towards the door.

"Master, Zhuhua." Jing Zhong shouted from behind.

Yin Banxian stopped and did not look back: "Money is something outside the body. Escape and stay alive. ”

"That'...... Master, where are we going? Jing Zhong reluctantly put Zhuhua back on the table and quickly followed.

"Let it be."

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There is a way that money can make ghosts grind, a few ingots of silver were spent, and the god of mercy returned to the Liuyun Hall before dawn unconsciously.

"How?" As soon as Lian Xue entered the palace gate of Liuyun Palace, Qing Jieyu walked up quickly with the support of Xi Rui.

Lian Xue looked around, and before she could open her mouth, her wrist was grabbed by Qing Jieyu: "Let's go, go into the house and say."

Entering the house, Xirui sent all the palace people in the house out, closed the door again, and guarded outside, leaving only Qing Jieyu and Lian Xue's master and servant in the house.

Lian Xue met Qing Jieyu's inquiring gaze, took out the yellow table paper with the eight characters of birth written on it from her arms and handed it to Qing Jieyu, and then told Qing Jieyu Yin Banxian's words as they were.

"Ren Yin Ri ......" Qing Jieyu looked at the eight characters on the paper and fell into deep thought. Those eight characters are very familiar, and you don't even need to think about it, you can see at a glance that it refers to the previous few days. But what happened to Ren Yin that day? Days of grief made Qing Jieyu's mind a little confused.

"Master, is Ren Yin the day His Royal Highness was sent to the Tai Hospital......" Lianxue's voice was like a lightning bolt across Qing Jieyu's mind, yes! On that day, a child was born in the palace that day.

"Lianxue, you can find a way to find out tomorrow when that little cub of Jin Zhaoyi landed." Qing Jieyu's gaze became vicious.

"Yes." Lixue whispered.

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"Your Majesty, General Lin asks to see you." Not long after Mo Junchen retired and returned to Zichen Palace, Chang Shiliang whispered.

"He's got fast legs." Mo Junchen sneered in a low voice, "Announce him in." ”

Not long after, a young general dressed in a battle robe, carrying a waist knife at his waist, and stepping on tiger head combat boots stood in the Zichen Palace, a pair of leopard eyes glanced at Mo Junchen behind the dragon book case with a little disdain, and said with an extremely perfunctory fist: "The last general will see Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live!"

Mo Junchen glanced at Chang Shiliang standing at the door, and saw Chang Shiliang sneering helplessly, Mo Junchen withdrew his gaze, changed his smile, and said to Lin Shichong: "General Lin has worked hard all the way, so these courtesies will be waived." Sit, let's chatter. ”

As soon as Mo Junchen's words fell, Lin Shichong looked at the chair on the side and sat down.

"You rabbit cub is really getting more and more presumptuous!" Before Mo Junchen could speak, Lin Fengan angrily broke into the Zichen Palace. He walked straight in front of Lin Shichong, pushed Lin Shichong, who had not yet reacted, to the ground, raised his foot and kicked Lin Shichong's head, "You little rabbit cub, the etiquette that Lao Tzu taught you has been taught to the dog's stomach!" Which one gave you the courage to dare to enter the Zichen Hall in military uniform and with a sword! Are you eating the bear's heart and leopard gall and want to kill the king and seize the throne?! After being beaten and scolded, when Lin Shichong got up from the ground again, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Your Majesty forgives your sins!" Lin Feng'an knelt tremblingly in front of the Longshu case and kowtowed again and again.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. National teacher, please get up quickly. Mo Junchen looked at Lin Fengan with a smile.

Lin Feng'an got up, tore off the saber hanging on Lin Shichong's waist, raised it high, and tried his best to hit Lin Shichong's knee: "Lao Tzu asked you to kneel!"

Lin Shichong fell to the ground with a plop, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyebrows and said: "The last general will knock on Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live!"

"Feng An, your temper should really be changed." Mo Junchen looked at Lin Fengan and said with a smile, "The child is so old, and he is a general, a person who has made military exploits on the battlefield, why is it that when you come to you, you still open your mouth and scold, and raise your hand to fight?" ”

His Majesty smiled, it was the lower officials' lax discipline that made the dog rude. I beg your Majesty to forgive me. ”