Mrs. Zhao wanted to help her daughter solve this life-borrowing spell, Qin Liuxi naturally responded, after all, borrowing her life privately was for evil arts, and how innocent was Zhao Qingman? She didn't sit idly by.

Qin Liuxi went to prepare the objects for solving the spell, and asked for the eight characters of Zhao Qingman's birthday, drew the evil charm and the natal talisman, and went down to make arrangements.

While waiting, Zhao Qingman walked up to Mrs. Zhao, whose face was dark, and comforted softly: "Mother, you are not in good health, don't be too angry."

"How do you tell me not to be angry?" Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth and said, "I pity her for her frailty, and when did she not send her nourishing herbs and seasonal clothes during the New Year's holidays? Even the turtledove saw that she was bored at home all day long, so she bought it from a merchant and sent it to her to relieve her boredom. I'm an aunt, and I treat her like my own, so why can't I stand with her?"

Zhao Qingman was silent, wanting to defend Cousin Qing for a few words, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say a word.

"I ask myself how well I have done, and I have all the respect for your aunt. I know that your aunt has always been jealous that I married your father, the family is happy, and she has both children, and she can only be helpless for your uncle to bring back the newcomers one after another. I don't even show it off in front of her, I try to hold it as much as I can, and I don't send anything good to her to your cousin and cousin? But how did she do it?"

The more Mrs. Zhao spoke, the more excited she became, tears welled up, and she said, "Borrow your life, Man'er, it's not as simple as borrowing a few money, it's life. The little Taoist chief said, there is nothing to borrow from life, what will happen? Isn't the rest just a dead word?"

Zhao Qingman sighed lightly and said, "Mother, I have some luck after all, otherwise I would not have found out about this matter at this moment."

"Yes, your life is good, and you have met a good person." Mrs. Zhao stretched out her hand and touched her cheek, and said, "But Man'er, if you are more unlucky and miss this experience, won't your mother lose you?" Wouldn't that kill my mother?"

Zhao Qingman put his arm around her and rubbed it.

Mrs. Zhao stroked her green silk and said, "Turtledove and Qing, no matter how powerful that little path leader is, can't you find out that she still has a turtledove? Naturally, it's all accurate. I'll assume that everything is a coincidence, that we are wrong. That's it, if they didn't do it, then they would be fine, and nothing would be mentioned. But if it really is, if it is counterattacked, it will be her life."

At the end of her speech, her voice was cold and hard: "People have their own lives, and they don't spare their lives, so they can only blame themselves for their iniquities, and they can't blame others. Man'er, you also remember that you can't hurt people, but if we hurt people, there will only be revenge and a tooth for a tooth. It is they who disregard their family affection, not us."

"Mother, I understand."

Mrs. Zhao patted her hand and coughed again.

……

Mu Xi slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, and when he came up, he heard Shuangquan say that the family surnamed Zhao came yesterday, and I heard that he was looking for Qin Liuxi to solve the dilemma, and now Qin Liuxi is already going to prepare.

"Is it really here?" Mu Xi was interested, touched his chin and said, "That little god stick said that they would come back today, so they didn't go down the mountain, so they spent the night in the temple, and they really came. From this point of view, this little magic stick really has some real skills in his body, and this is all broken." ….

"Shizi Ye, people don't ask for masters, that Qingyuan Dao can be her father for many years, but they all respect her as a senior brother, it can be seen that her status is average, don't say a little god stick, it's very disrespectful to listen to it!" Shuangquan persuaded.

Mu Xi said: "She is a master and a Taoist, that is the magic stick, how can I make a mistake?"

"Yes, yes. You also said that she has some real skills, if she does something to you, and your talismans fail, what can you do?" Shuangquan said: "This person from Xuanmen is the most evil, you also heard about the surname Zhao yesterday, borrowing your life, just listening to it is very cold!"

Mu Xi: "She dares to do this to me?"

"People did it, and you still know? Like that girl, if they didn't ask the master to break it, how would they know that they had been borrowed? It can be seen that the Taoist of this Xuanmen really wants to do something yin, but people and gods are unaware, and it is really the ability to pass through ghosts and gods, and this is the most unguardable." Shuangquan's face was full of awe.

The Yin Division of the ghosts and gods is not better than a real gun and a real sword, and if you don't know what people have done, you will have already been defeated.

So, it's better not to offend others by dying.

Mu Xi was annoyed by what she said, and waved her hand: "She is also a master, and she is not a sinister villain as you say. Okay, sir, I'm measured, I'll take a look at the excitement."

He didn't pay attention to Shuangquan, he ran as soon as he pulled his legs, Shuangquan could only hug Dayu and catch up quickly, the mountain was cold, but he couldn't let the master freeze.

Mu Xi ran around, but he didn't see Qin Liuxi, but saw the jade sky that was incense in the main hall.

"Where's the little stick?"

Yu Changkong twisted his eyebrows, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Didn't Cheng Enhou teach you rules and etiquette, don't shout in the Taoist Buddhist Temple, let alone make loud noises? You still say that you think the talisman on your body is too pressing?"

"Hey, my dad won't teach me a lesson, but you've taught me a lesson?" Mu Xi was very unhappy.

Yu Changkong lowered his eyes, put the incense on one by one, and said, "Your parents don't teach, and someone will teach them for you."

"You!"

Yu Changkong had already turned around and came to his parents' ever-bright lamp, and stood silently for a while before going out.

Mu Xi chased after him and came to the apse, but was stopped on the grounds that something was being done inside, and it was not suitable for outsiders to enter.

Yu Changkong saw that Mu Xi wanted to break in, pulled his collar, and warned in a deep voice: "Don't be presumptuous. If you disturb the person who does it, it will cause the other person to be distracted, and it will be detrimental to the body and mind!"

Mu Xi pursed his lips and snorted, but he didn't break in.

In the apse, Qin Liuxi has already set up a small altar, burning incense on the stove, and he is wearing a golden robe, the robe is embroidered with the lifelike statue of the ancestor master, and he wears a magic weapon of Tongbao Lingyu on his chest, with a solemn expression.

In front of the altar, eight oil lamps were lit, one of which was a natal lamp with the eight characters of Zhao Qingman's birthday.

"Mrs. Zhao, but are you sure? As soon as the spell is broken, the person who borrowed his life will be counterattacked, and Yu Shouyuan will definitely be damaged."

Borrowing one's life is against the sky, once it is broken, it will be counterattacked, and it will be punished by heaven, because this is a thing that hurts heaven and reason, unless you are willing to lend your life, but it will also damage your longevity.

Zhao Qingman was a little nervous and looked at her mother.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the natal lamp, her expression was indifferent, and she said, "Please do it, I just want my son to live well, but I can't control the others."

Whether it's good or bad, it's all up to her life!.

Yan Xiaomo