Zhao Yuanwai is old and refined, and the change in the color of the horse plane is naturally seen by him.

Asked eagerly:

"Is there a speculation for the head of the Daoist Chongming?"

Ma Ping was a little hesitant to say it now, after all, he didn't really see the real person, so he shook his head and said:

"Still not sure," he said, looking up.

"Outside, why don't you go and see your son now?"

"Okay, good!" Zhao Yuanwai was already anxious in his heart, and at this time he would refuse, and hurriedly got up and said:

"Daoist Chongming is coming here!"

The specifications of Zhao's house are even better than those of Wang Yuan's foreign family.

I can go out, but I see that the houses are continuous, the corridors are vertical and horizontal, intriguing, and the heavy eaves are stacked and green.

On both sides of the corridor, all kinds of flowers compete for beauty, and there are fish ponds dotted in the meantime, so it is not lively and lively.

In large households, there are rules and regulations for every move.

Two maidservants led the way in front, followed by Ma Ping and Zhao Yuanwai walking side by side, and behind, there were two housekeepers and two servants.

The group walked along the cloister.

赵元外 says:

"Since the child became ill, the old man has asked people to place him in a small courtyard"

"Let three or four more servants take care of it"

Ma Ping bowed his head:

"Well" suddenly his heart moved, remembering the rumors he had heard in the car shop outside the city, so he asked:

"Outside, can you see a doctor?"

Zhao Yuanwai did not doubt him, so he nodded and said:

"I've asked Doctor Xue to come and see it, but I can't see what the symptoms are" shook his head:

"After that, I invited the viewer of the North Mountain Temple to see it, and I also had no clue."

Ma Ping nodded slightly when he heard this, and when he saw that Zhao Yuan was getting more and more depressed outside, he comforted him:

"Don't worry too much about it, everything has a result, there will always be something to say"

"What the Taoist chief said is extremely true~"

As they spoke, the group soon arrived at the gate of a small courtyard.

The black tile and white wall have diamond-shaped patterns nested on the wall, and you can see the lush vegetation in the courtyard.

The black lacquered wooden door has a shiny lacquer finish, and a plaque hangs under the eaves:

Inkshop.

Two servants stood guard at the door, and then they came up to salute:

"Sir!"

Zhao Yuanwai bowed slightly, pointed to the courtyard gate, and sighed:

"The dog is locked inside" and led his hand:

"Chongming Dao Chief, please!"

Ma Ping nodded, a bit of mana spread in his eyes, and then looked at the top of the courtyard:

"Huh, there's no demonic spirit!?" raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Interesting~"

Normally, whether it is a demon or a ghost, it is even said that as long as a non-human stays in one place for a period of time, its aura will be generated.

Demons have demonic energy, and ghosts have demonic energy.

This kind of aura is extremely difficult to eliminate, and can only be slowly consumed by time.

But at this time, there is not the slightest alien atmosphere above this courtyard, which is interesting!

On the side, Zhao Yuanwai had already ordered someone to open the courtyard door, and a servant walked into the courtyard first, followed by the others.

Standing on the steps, you can see the vegetation and vines.

The space in the courtyard is not small, facing a large courtyard, which is full of greenery at this time.

Zhao Gongzi was locked in the main house, and the group walked along the bluestone slab to the door.

At this point, you can already hear the whimpering sound coming from inside the house:

"Wang~"

"Woo~~"

Ma Ping stood firm and said to Zhao Yuanwai:

"Please wait at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and wait for the poor road to be inspected first?"

Zhao Yuanwai did not shirk it, nodded and said:

"In this way, everything will be left to the head of the Dao Chief!" he turned to a few servants and said:

"You and a few others will stay and assist the Dao Chief!"

"Yes, sir!" the servants naturally did not dare to refuse.

Ma Ping bowed his hand slightly:

"Rest assured"

Zhao Yuanwai retreated to the outside of the hospital with the housekeeper and maidservant.

Ma Ping smiled slightly, he was actually very curious now, what was the situation of this Zhao Gongzi!

With a wave of his hand, he commanded:

"Open the door!"

Several servants glanced at each other, and pushed one of the most honest-looking to open the door.

The others leaned towards Ma Ping and said:

"Dao Chief, be careful, Childe bites people when he sees them now, and many people have been bitten"

"yes, there are five people who have bitten them!"

Ignoring the careful thinking of a few servants, Ma Ping looked at the wooden door.

The servant who was picking the lock was "reminded" by these words, his face was pale, and cold sweat flowed.

Trembling and opening the lock:

"Bang!"

The door was slowly pushed open:

"Ahh

As soon as the door opened, a dark shadow pounced out!

The servant who opened the door was frightened, and was about to be pounced.

Drink!

Ma Ping's eyes lit up, and he pinched the sword finger in his hand and threw it towards the black shadow:

Burst!

The black shadow rolled to the ground, breaking a table:

Bang!

"Wang~woo~~!!"

Only then did everyone see clearly, what kind of black shadow was this, it was clearly their son!

At this time, he was on all fours, and his eyes looked at everyone fiercely:

"Woo~Wow!Woo~"

With a wave of his hand, he pulled a few of the already unusable servants out of the way.

Xu was in pain just now, although Zhao Gongzi was still whimpering, he carefully avoided Ma Ping's direction, and just headed towards a few servants.

Smiling indifferently, Ma Ping looked at it with interest.

With a movement in his heart, a little mana spread in his eyes:

"Wow!"

I saw that white qi slowly rose from Zhao Gongzi's body, gathering on the top of his head.

Slow condensation:

Short snout, broad forehead, long body and thin waist.

"Dog!"

Dogs, dogs, big dogs, small dogs!

After a long time, the mana in his eyes dissipated, and Ma Ping's eyes had a strange light:

"I don't want to have such a thing!"

It was actually entered by the soul of a dog!

Stretched out his hand on the back of Zhao Gongzi's neck, then fell asleep, stood up and commanded:

"Your son is asleep, go find a rope and tie him to the bed"

"In addition, go and invite the generals in, and say that the poor road already knows the reason."

Seeing that there was no danger, several servants did not hide, and they all bowed down and answered:

"Yes, Dao Chief!" After that, several people did not mention their own division of labor.

Soon, Zhao Yuanwai walked in quickly, with a happy face, and gave up his hand from afar:

"It's hard work!"

"I heard the servant say that the chief already knows the reason?" said solemnly:

"Why is this happening?

On the side, several servants had already carried Zhao Gongzi to the next room.

Ma Ping pointed to the empty main house and said:

"Outside, let's take a step to speak?"

Zhao Yuanwai was old and refined, and he didn't hesitate to say yes directly when he heard the words.

Then he and Ma Ping entered the house and closed the door again.

As soon as the door closed, Zhao Yuan's appearance changed, and he asked:

"Is there anything inconvenient for the Taoist to say?

Ma Ping nodded slightly and said:

"Zhao Gongzi's situation, the poor road is also the first time I have seen it"

The window panels were not opened, and the room was very dark, with only a small area by the door for some light.

Zhao Yuanwai didn't say a word, and listened quietly.

Ma Ping took two steps with his hands behind his back, and continued:

"Childe's situation, I have also seen it outside the staff, do you think it is like a dog?"

Zhao Yuan's exterior was cloudy and uncertain, and he took a long breath and nodded slowly:

"Ranya~"

If it was a familiar person, he would know that Zhao Yuanwai was already angry at this time.

But Ma Ping was not afraid? So he said bluntly:

"Childe is a dog's soul!"

......

Until he came out of the house, Zhao Yuanwai was still in a trance.

After a while, he was uncertain:

"What do you mean, my son and a dog have changed bodies?"

"I have to find Wu'er, who has turned into a dog, before I can be treated?"

Ma Ping bowed lightly:

"Yet"

After a long time, Zhao Yuanwai bowed down and said:

"Please also ask the Taoist to rescue!"

"Hmm" is originally to gain merit, and in the absence of any danger, Ma Ping will naturally not refuse.

He nodded and said:

"With pen and ink, I will draw the shape of the dog"

Soon the pen and ink were taken, and Ma Ping pinched the brush and drew a dog with three or two strokes:

The short snout has a wide forehead, a long body and a thin waist, and it is very powerful.

The monk controls himself, writes with a brush, and naturally paints.

When the drawing is finished, I pick up the paper and shake it slightly, and the ink will dry with a blow.

He handed the painting out and commanded:

"It's around the mansion, and it shouldn't be hard to find this big dog"