Everyone was checking on Princess Changji's condition here, and suddenly an old woman exclaimed, "My son! ”

It turned out that the old woman's son was lying on the bed over there, foaming at the mouth with convulsions, and his eyes were frighteningly wide.

The old woman hugged her son and screamed sadly, and the two slaves hurriedly let go of Princess Changji to take care of their young master.

Princess Changji also woke up at this time, jumped off the couch, grabbed the golden silk soft whip on the side and was about to rush out, but was pulled by Ji Yunshen.

Princess Changji struggled twice and glared at Yan Jiu, "You are a demon hunter, why don't you go to hunt demons quickly?" ”

Yan Jiu shrugged his shoulders at Princess Changji and pursed his lips. Ji Yunshen asked Princess Changji to slowly describe the situation just now.

Fudoki walked up to the old woman and looked at the person on the bed, the old woman was crying so much that she couldn't speak, she just looked at her son and wept silently, and pressed her son's arm with both hands, trying to relieve her son's convulsions.

Fu Duo was happy to see the two slaves and maids masturbating up and down on her young master in an orderly manner, and asked tentatively, "Mother-in-law, why don't you invite the doctor to come and take a look?" ”

The old woman raised her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Please don't come...... I have asked before, and the doctors have said that my son is a demon and cannot be cured......" After saying this, the old woman cried even more sadly.

At this time, Ji Yunshen walked over and leaned over to look at the man on the bed, "If you let him convulse like this again, it'll be over." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and quickly patted several of the man's acupoints.

The two slaves hurriedly stepped aside, and the old woman also hurriedly put away her hand and stared at Ji Yunshen's series of movements in surprise.

The man on the bed finally regained his composure, but his eyes were still staring at the roof, and his dead face looked a little scary.

Fu Duoxi stretched out his index finger and stabbed Ji Yunshen's waist, and after looking at Ji Yunshen sideways, he suddenly heard Princess Changji behind him say in surprise: "I've seen this person!" How hi, do you think he looks like the showman at the Mo family's son-in-law selection conference? ”

"Yes, Princess Changji, I think he looks very much like that Qionglu Fan Xiucai."

"Yes, yes. How did he become like this? ”

Princess Changji's question made the old woman's tears that had just stopped welling up again, "Forgive the old woman for being rude just now, and make amends to this princess and the official...... Thank you also for the kind reminder of this girl...... The surname of the folk woman is Fan, and she has been operating a thousand acres of mulberry garden in Qionglu, and her family background is not rich and expensive, but she can be regarded as worry-free about food and clothing......"

The old woman wiped tears from her eyes as she spoke, and the rings on her fingers shimmered with luxury. Speaking of her son's illness, the old woman held her son's hand, "My son has been like this since he came back, and my son is very sick......

After Fan Xiucai went to Funing County to participate in the son-in-law selection meeting of Miss Mo Jia, she traveled all the way back to Qionglu, and soon married her cousin under the arrangement of her parents.

The wind and sun were beautiful in Japan, but there was a sudden strong wind and heavy rain on the way, and the greeting team was trapped in the grass pavilion on the side of the road.

Fan Xiucai was full of anxiety and kept cursing God for not taking a long time to mislead him for a good thing, and suddenly a thunderbolt struck the grass pavilion, and the grass pavilion was instantly split into pieces, Fan Xiucai escaped from the grass pavilion in time, but ran crazy in the rain...... Later, the slaves and maids searched for two days and found their young master who had passed out by a deep pool in the mountains.

Fan Xiucai's marriage didn't come to fruition, and he was like a demon, staring at the roof with a pair of eyes day and night, and foaming at the mouth with convulsions from time to time. After the few doctors invited to give Fan Xiucai a pulse, they all panicked and couldn't do anything to turn their faces and say goodbye......

The Fan family couldn't stand the criticism of the neighbors, so they moved their son to Qionglu Courtyard to recuperate.

The two little guys came in from the back door to report that the sedan chair prepared for the young master had arrived, and it was now time to go.

"Where are you going? There's a monster out there, I just saw it. ”

Princess Changji looked at the old woman curiously, and she was still a little apprehensive at this time.

Just now, Princess Changji walked into the inner room, and suddenly saw a large strange black shadow at the head of the bed, and was about to whip out with a loud shout, but the black shadow rushed towards her, knocked her unconscious and fled.

“…… I heard that there is a monk in Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, and I want to send my son to find a monk to exorcise demons. My son is so miserable! But this kind of thing happened, and now it's good that the bride has been sent to the draft, and my poor niece is only fifteen years old...... Woo."

The old woman wiped her tears and wept, and her eyes looked at Princess Nagashime with anger, and then dimmed again. If it weren't for the emperor's draft girl, Fan Xiucai would not have married in advance, and if he didn't get married, he wouldn't have had such a thing.

"Don't cry, weeping makes people's hearts feel very uncomfortable. We'll go find the monster now, maybe we'll take that monster and your son's illness well. ”

Fu Duoxi pulled Yan Jiu's sleeve and signaled Yan Jiu not to say anything. According to modern parlance, the golden time to find a missing child is only twenty-four hours, and it has been almost two hours since Hong'er disappeared......

"You can't go!"

Fukudoki looked back at the hem of his shirt that was being pulled by the old woman. Ji Yunshen walked last, but the old woman rushed out and grabbed Fu Duoxi, who was walking in front.

"Granny Fan, if you let us stay, we won't be able to cure your son's illness."

"I think you are all capable, and you will definitely be able to save my son. I won't go to Lingyin Temple, I'm afraid that the wandering monk won't run in the temple in vain. ”

The old woman refused to let go no matter what she said, Fu Duoxi thought about it, and quietly took out a pearl given by the river god's mother-in-law and stuffed it into the old woman's hand, so that Fan Xiucai could eat it and maybe it would relieve the symptoms of intermittent convulsions. As for whether it can be completely good, it depends on whether it can clean up that monster.

The old woman hesitated to let go of her hand when she got the pearl, and watched Fu Duoxi and his party disappear into the night, before hurriedly calling the slave and maid to prepare water......

"Master Ji, what do you think of Fan Xiucai's illness?"

When Fu Duoxi said this, he looked at the little fox demon, Princess Changji, and Yan Jiu who were running in front.

"I think Yan Jiu has a point, Fan Xiucai may be victimized by monsters."

Ji Yunshen looked at Fu Duoxi with a side face, and saw that Fu Duoxi's forehead was shining in the night, and couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

As soon as Ji Yunshen's hand was raised, Fu Duoxi just turned his face to look at him, Ji Yunshen's hand touched a ball of softness impartially, and immediately shrank to his side like an electric shock, and it took a few relaxations of his fingers to eliminate the feeling of electric shock.

"Ahem~"

Fu Duoxi regained her calm expression by clearing her throat and coughing, of course she knew that Ji Yunshen didn't deliberately touch her sensitive area. Seeing Ji Yunshen hanging down at his side and trying to relax that hand, he couldn't help but feel funny.

"Assuming that the monster is related to Fan Xiucai's illness and the missing child, maybe there will be clues to the place where Fan Xiucai passed out."

"That's what I mean."

Ji Yunshen cast an approving glance at Fu Duoxi.

"Yan Jiu, your broken painting scroll can be burned, obviously there are monsters in the house, but your painting scroll doesn't react."

"You can't really blame my painting scroll for this, but you can try burning my painting scroll and see if you can burn it......" Yan Jiu grinned, stepped on the stone ridge and fell into the mud. Princess Changji hurriedly pulled Yan Jiu up, and laughed again when she saw Yan Jiu's face.

(End of chapter)