If Prime Minister Lu dared to delay, he immediately sent someone to Anyang Hou Mansion.

The courtyard is very close to the concierge. As soon as someone knocks on the door, Tomomi wakes up.

When he heard that they were looking for Nan Li, he immediately stood up and dressed.

He put the small cloth bag and the mahogany sword on his back, hurried out, and said to the porter: "There is no need to wake up senior sister. I will go over and check the situation first."

The young man in the Prime Minister's Mansion also knew that it was difficult to invite people late at night, so when he saw that the young Taoist priest was willing to accompany him, he was naturally grateful.

But when they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prime Minister Lu looked anxious, "Why didn't Miss Six come?"

"My senior sister is tired today. She gets very angry when she wakes up. It's best not to wake her up," Chimi said.

Prime Minister Lu saw that Zhi Mi was just a little Taoist priest with a round face and he was only twelve or thirteen years old. How could this be reliable?

He said: "I'm afraid my son has been in trouble for a few days. Since you are Miss Sixth's junior brother, why not invite her over to avoid any accidents."

Zhiya said seriously: "Don't worry, sir. If it's too difficult, I won't show off. I'll go in and take a look first."

Prime Minister Lu had no choice but to follow.

Zhimi opened the door, and the room was indeed extremely cold. The candlelight seemed to have turned into a bright green.

On the ground are countless painted scrolls.

At first glance, they are all first-class paintings that can be handed down for hundreds of years.

Lu Zheng was still painting frantically, muttering something unknown.

Zhi Mi saw that the brush in his hand was steaming with black gas. The black gas had already entangled Lu Zheng's hand and spread to his arm.

He looked stern and immediately used the ghost-suppressing charm.

The talisman was thrown out, but it bounced back and turned into ashes.

Prime Minister Lu was startled and hurriedly ran away. He said that this little Taoist priest was not good enough!

Zhimi didn't panic, so he used the talismans drawn by Nan Li and pasted one on Lu Zheng's forehead and the other on his arm.

The ghostly energy was temporarily suppressed, and Lu Zheng immediately fainted.

Zhimi stepped forward and wanted to take off the brush, but Lu Zheng held it tightly.

"This ghost energy has eroded the young master's right arm, I'm afraid it will have to be chopped off." Chimi said in a low voice.

Prime Minister Lu almost couldn't catch his breath. He hurriedly said: "How can this be done! My son has broken his hand, so how can he participate in next year's Spring Festival!"

Once your hand is cut off, your future is gone.

He is such a son!

Tomomi said: "I can't help it, but senior sister must have something to do. Let's wait until senior sister comes over tomorrow to talk about it."

"You..." Prime Minister Lu patted his chest, "Let me just say, you should have invited Miss Six here from the beginning!"

Zhimi is not upset, "Now I have blocked the ghost energy, nothing will happen. I will guard the young master, you can rest assured."

How could Prime Minister Lu feel at ease? He wanted to send someone to Anyang Hou Mansion, but he was afraid of offending Chu Nanli. After all, his daughter had offended her once before.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Lu became angry again. After leaving the house, he ordered people to restrain Lu Yanyan's feet and reduce her moon silver.

Finally at dawn, Prime Minister Lu hurried out and went to invite Nan Li in person.

Nan Li had a good sleep and was in a good mood. Only then did she realize that Zhi Mi had gone out for her in the middle of the night.

She couldn't help but sigh, it was good to have her junior brother here.

After she washed and changed her clothes, she ate another bun before heading to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Prime Minister Lu.

When they arrived at Lu Zheng's house, they saw Zhi Mi meditating, while Lu Zheng was still in a coma due to the talisman suppressing him.

"Senior sister, you're here!" Zhimi heard the movement and opened his eyes.

Nan Li nodded, "What's going on?"

Zhimi said: "This piece has a strong ghost energy and has wrapped around Mr. Lu's arm. Senior sister, if there is nothing you can do, I am afraid you will have to cut off his hand to save his life."

Prime Minister Lu squeezed his hands tightly and said hurriedly: "Sixth Miss, you have to think of a way. My son can't cut off his hand."

"Don't worry, this ghost was shocked last night, it's not a big problem." Nan Li concentrated, stretched out her hand and picked up the brush.

After the brush left, the black energy no longer entangled Lu Zheng's right hand.

But those black energies wanted to wrap around Nan Li's hand.

"Senior sister, be careful!" Zhimi shouted in surprise.

Nan Li's expression remained normal, and the black energy quickly receded not long after it entangled him.

She flicked her finger, and a ghost image popped out of the pen.

He turned out to be a handsome scholar.

It was the first time that Prime Minister Lu saw a ghost that had appeared. He was so trembling that he almost couldn't lift his breath.

The scholar was forced to take out his brush and was quite angry: "He is the one who begged me to paint a famous painting that is unique in the world! You can't drive me away!"

"Create a masterpiece that is unique in the world? Is this his idea or your obsession?" Nan Li stared at the scholar, "If you reach an agreement, I won't be able to touch this pen at all."

When the scholar saw that she was a real person, his expression changed and he wanted to retract his pen.

But he had harmed many people and sucked away all their yang energy and flesh and blood. How could Nan Li let him go so easily?

A heavenly thunder talisman was thrown out and immediately chopped the scholar into ashes.

Zhimi said happily: "It's still up to Senior Sister to take action."

Prime Minister Lu looked inside the room and felt that the cold atmosphere had dissipated a lot. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is this resolved?"

"It's settled, Mr. Prime Minister, it's not easy for my junior brother to stay here all night. I rushed here so early in the morning. This costs at least three thousand taels of silver." Nan Li said.

Chiya's eyes widened and he swallowed.

They usually go down the mountain to collect ghosts for the villagers, but they only receive 18 taels of silver.

Kyoto...is really a great place!

"It should, it should!" Prime Minister Lu didn't think the price was expensive at all. He ordered his servants to get the banknotes and asked, "Then when will my son wake up?"

"Now." Nan Li knelt down and pinched Lu Zheng's man.

Lu Zheng felt tired all over and his eyes were dry. When he opened his eyes, he saw a delicate and white face.

However, her eyes were as plain as water, which did not match her appearance and age.

"Miss Chu Liu?" He propped himself up. Not only did he have a headache, but his right hand was also sore. "What's going on? Why are you in my study?"

"Zheng'er, thank you Miss Sixth!" Prime Minister Lu immediately came over, supported his son and talked about his unusual behavior these days.

Lu Zheng was frightened when he heard this, because he had no impression of any of this.

No wonder his hands are so sore, it turns out he has been painting for so many days!

"Thanks to Miss Six." Lu Zheng immediately talked about the origin of this pen. It turned out to be a gift from his friend. He said that it was passed down from Xinjiang and that it would be like a divine aid when writing.

It turns out there are not gods, but ghosts.

"I gave you such a good thing. You are such a good friend." Nan Li teased.

Lu Zheng was still frightened, "I think he doesn't know. I have been friends with him for many years. If he knew, he would never give me this thing."

"It's essential to be on guard against others." Nan Li said, giving him a safety charm, "Take the gift with you."

After Lu Zheng experienced this, he was sincerely convinced of Nan Li and said: "Thank you Miss Sixth."

Lu Zheng didn't dare to keep the paintings in the house anymore. After all, they were painted by ghosts.

He hurriedly ordered his servants to take care of it, but a painting happened to fall out of his grasp and bloomed in front of Nan Li.
Chapter completed!