Chapter 178: Demonic Spirit, Resentment
Thinking of this, Zhuo Hua's eyes as he looked at her were full of pity. After all, the world will be weak, and for her, she doesn't know if it will be a blessing or a curse to survive this time.
She lowered her head, the complicated look in her eyes.
It's all fate.
And she hates to decide the fate of others for them.
Determined, she walked over and gently pushed the door open.
"Squeak."
The husband and wife saw Zhuohua walking out, and hurriedly stepped forward excitedly.
"Sir, I don't know, how is my daughter doing now?" Wu Qingyao pinched his palm and asked cautiously.
"The demon has been removed." Zhuo Hua said lightly, "It's just that in the future, her body may not be as healthy as before, and she will be a little sick." Zhuohua considered his mouth, trying not to disappoint them too much, "However, my life was saved. ”
When Wu Qingyao heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were a little weak, and the whole person shook slightly. The sweat from his back was already soaking the placket. His eyes were slightly red, as if he was as excited as he was after the catastrophe, "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive." It was as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare, repeating the phrase over and over again. It wasn't until his wife stepped forward and gently shook his hand that he came back to his senses.
"Can we go in and have a look?" There was a hint of humble anticipation in the woman's tone.
"Of course." Zhuohua nodded.
The three of them returned to the house.
Looking at the person who was still breathing steadily with his eyes closed, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the two.
"I'll wake up tomorrow." Zhuohua said softly. Her consciousness still has to be slowly repaired by herself, but fortunately, the injury is not too serious, and she will be able to wake up by tomorrow day at the latest.
Wu Qingyao pondered for a moment and pursed his lips, "That annoying Mr. Lao is now resting in the house, so that when the little girl wakes up tomorrow, if there is any situation, it can be solved in time, and he will not bother Mr. Lao to run again." ”
This is a nice thing to say, but in fact, I am just worried that Zhuohua is a charlatan, and the so-called demon has been eliminated is nothing more than a trick to make people happy. It's just that they can't offend her for the time being, in case it turns out that Zhuohua really has two brushes, then wouldn't they have formed a bad fate. So Wu Qingyao thought about it, but still felt that it was better to settle people in the mansion first.
Night-
The full moon hung high in the sky, deserted. The candles flickered, as if they were connected into a river of lights, illuminating the room as if it were daytime.
Zhuo Hua couldn't help but sigh secretly at the foundation of this palace.
Not to mention how splendid this house is, it is an exaggeration to say that this candle flame can blind people.
Perhaps because of the prevalence of ghosts and gods, every household tries to put as many candles as possible at night, as if the brighter the light, the more confidence will be. As a result, the candlelight of the rich and noble is even brighter.
Everyone says that if you fight each family's heritage, you don't need to write a book of assets for several lifetimes to compare with each other, just look at whose mansion is as bright as day at night.
Even thieves steal and find a target.
Zhuohua thought that this statement was too exaggerated, and it was not until he was there that he knew that the rumors were true.
Thinking about the first night I stayed in the inn but only had a candle flame, I felt a little ridiculous.
As soon as the dream demon was removed, the things that were not very clear were revealed.
For example—
Zhuohua always thought that the demonic energy in this mansion was so strong because there were many demons.
It wasn't until she got rid of the dream demon that she found out. It's just that the breath of a demon is used to confuse the monstrous resentment.
Looking at the resentment that was still very strong, Zhuohua rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.