Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 28: Evil things haunt
Within a few hundred miles of Qianyu City, there are many large and small forces, but the Zhao family and the three martial arts sects are the strongest and most famous.
The three factions of this family directly or indirectly influence hundreds of miles of rivers and lakes, and their orders are sometimes more effective than those of the county master.
At this time, Ji Yuan was carrying a long sword and a medicine box on his shoulders. He hurried from the Taoist temple with Zhao Shengcai, who was looking anxious.
When they arrived at the Zhao family's mansion, the guard at the door saw the two of them and acted like they were letting them go without saying a word, as if they had already received orders from the mansion.
After entering the Zhao family mansion, Ji Yuan found that the maids, servants, etc. he met along the way all looked nervous and anxious, and their eyes were even more uneasy.
When he arrived, Zhao Shengcai informed him of the general situation in the house. He was the favorite youngest son of Mr. Zhao, and he suddenly fell into a coma while studying.
The Zhao family also asked a doctor to diagnose his pulse, but after taking several doses of medicine, not only did the young master's health not improve, but his body temperature even began to rise, and he often murmured in his sleep.
Occasionally when he wakes up, he changes his usual quiet demeanor and makes a lot of noise in his own room, as if he is evil.
In the end, Mr. Zhao felt sorry for his youngest son, so he immediately sent his servants to Xuantian Temple and quickly invited Ji Yuan into the house.
After understanding the general situation, he began to speculate that the real purpose of inviting him here was not only to see a doctor for his youngest son, but also maybe as a precaution.
If evil spirits really take hold, it happens to be the field that he, an orthodox registered Taoist priest of the Dayu Dynasty, is proficient in.
But he didn't expect that the situation here seemed to be far more serious than he had predicted.
The Zhao family is undoubtedly the highest in terms of status and reputation in Qianyu City, and no one can control it. Therefore, the family's residence occupies a very large area.
Even the county government does not have this specification for a mansion with three floors in the front and five floors in the back.
As Zhao Shengcai passed through various courtyards and carefully designed waterside pavilions, Ji Yuan soon arrived at the courtyard deep in the mansion.
At this time, there were about ten people standing in the courtyard, including young monks from Baiyun Temple, some famous doctors in the city, and several people who should be wandering doctors.
In addition, there are many maids, nurses, and some domestic servants around.
After meeting Zhao Shengcai, Mr. Zhao's confidant and servant, everyone immediately straightened up their expressions, but when their eyes glanced at the little Taoist priest behind him, some people subconsciously frowned.
They knew that Zhao Shengcai had followed the old man's order and went out to invite an expert hermit who could rejuvenate and even bring back the dead. However, they did not expect that what they would bring back in the end would be a young Taoist priest whose robes were washed white.
Only one or two famous doctors in the city and the young monks from Baiyun Temple knew the identity of this little Taoist priest.
Just as several people were wondering whether they should go forward to greet them, a white-haired old housekeeper walked over quickly.
He nodded towards Zhao Shengcai, then raised his hands in salute, and bowed to the end: "Please, little Taoist Priest, save my young master!"
Ji Yuan quickly turned sideways to avoid the old butler's salute, then supported the other person's arm and stood up, saying that he would do his best.
So the old housekeeper took the little Taoist priest's hand and hurriedly walked into the main room.
As soon as he entered the house, Ji Yuan frowned slightly. The air was filled with a strong smell of medicinal herbs, which was quite pungent.
He just moved his nose slightly and asked about all the medicinal materials from the smell, and the corresponding prescriptions appeared in his mind one after another.
After a while, the little Taoist priest shook his head. Although he had not yet seen the young master of the Zhao family, he had already guessed his physical condition at this time. He took so many kinds of medicines indiscriminately, and they were all great tonics.
Therefore, there are nothing more than two states, one is that the person is weak and becomes weaker without being replenished, and the other is that there is excess yang fire in the body without being replenished.
Sure enough, the little boy who was about seven or eight years old on the bed was in the second situation at the moment. He was not bad at all, but he was forcefully infused with a bunch of tonics, which made his body have excess energy and a lot of energy, blood and essence.
This little body is almost bursting.
Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan ignored the common etiquette and hurriedly came forward to sit on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand to check his pulse and said softly: "Bring a silver utensil here."
There was an old man in his sixties or seventies beside him. After hearing this, he nodded lightly and pretended that a servant left in a hurry.
"Little Taoist Priest, may I ask how this young son is doing?"
Mr. Zhao gently waved his hand to signal to the others in the room not to be nervous, and then asked in a low voice.
Hearing this, Ji Yuan pursed his lips and remained silent, diagnosing the boy's pulse quietly, but as time passed, his face gradually became a little ugly.
After a while, he slowly spoke: "The young master must have been invaded by evil spirits, causing chaos, but you did not prescribe the right medicine. Instead, you fed him too many supplements."
These great tonics do no harm to the human body, and ordinary people are eager to enjoy them every day.
But the young master of the Zhao family was pampered and had been eating a variety of medicinal foods since he was a child. He was often cared for by doctors to nourish him with all the vitality he needed.
In this way, there will naturally be sufficient essence, energy, and blood in the body, and he will be comparable to an ordinary mature man in the secular world at a young age.
In this case, if a large amount of strong vitality is suddenly taken in, the phenomenon of oversupply will naturally occur, causing the essence, energy and blood in the body to be ignited, like invisible fire burning in the body.
If it is not discovered and dealt with in time, at least it will be burned into an idiot by the invisible fire. From then on, the body will be weak and the disaster will continue.
After listening to Ji Yuan's story, Mr. Zhao suddenly became nervous. Even though he had seen countless storms in his life, when it came to the youngest son he accidentally left behind in his later years, he no longer had much stability.
"Please ask the Taoist priest to help me, and I will definitely give you a big gift when the time comes!"
Mr. Zhao was so excited that he almost stood up and bowed.
While talking, the servant who had left earlier returned and placed a silver basin beside the bed.
Ji Yuan glanced at Yinpen, nodded slightly with satisfaction, then lifted up the silk brocade quilt and took off all the clothes on the boy.
After doing this, he took out the silver needles from the medicine box, burned them with a lamp, and inserted them one by one into various acupuncture points all over the boy's body.
Every time a needle fell, part of his energy was consumed. At his early stage of enlightenment, he could not sustain a complete needle operation. Every time seven or eight needles fell, he had to take out the elixir and take it.
With the help of the power of the elixir, more than half an hour passed before a total of forty-nine silver needles were placed on the boy's acupuncture points.
As the last needle fell, meridians began to appear on the boy's red skin, and something seemed to be rolling inside, causing the meridians to fluctuate.
Ji Yuan signaled with his eyes, and a servant immediately came forward and picked up the silver basin.
Then he placed one of the boy's palms on the silver basin, inserted a silver needle into five fingers, and then quickly pulled it out.
Immediately, blood spurted out from the five fingers and fell into the silver basin one after another.
The blood flowing out exudes extraordinary heat, and you can feel the heat hitting your face from a distance. From this, you can imagine what kind of suffering the boy is suffering all the time.
"Don't give him any more medicine. The young master's own foundation is sufficient. There is no need to replenish his vitality."
When the blood was almost gone, Ji Yuan warned and put away the silver needles on the boy.
Less than an hour later, the boy, who had a look of pain on his face, was wrapped in a silk brocade quilt and fell asleep sweetly. After struggling for a long time, he finally found peace.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao kept nodding his head. He didn't have the aura to dominate the black and white circles for hundreds of miles. He was just like an ordinary old father.
He glanced at the silver basin, and wisps of black blood gradually began to appear, and his weathered brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
"I dare to ask the little Taoist priest, can the evil spirit in Yue Bai's body be eliminated at the same time?"
The old man asked softly, his posture could be said to be very low.
If he were an ordinary famous doctor, he would naturally be courteous, but he would never be so cautious. After all, just by stamping his feet, he could shock all the white and underworld people within hundreds of miles.
But these identities and prestige don't mean much to the little Taoist priest in front of him.
The other party is not only a talented monk, but also one of the few alchemists in the city. Whether it is alchemy or medical skills, he is considered top-notch, and he is also a guest of the three sects of the family.
Ji Yuan took out a few pills and drank them, restoring the little energy left in his body. After a lot of hard work, not only did he consume a bottle and a half of pills, but even the lunch was in vain. The little spiritual energy he had accumulated was all gone.
It was completely consumed.
He exhaled and said leisurely: "The evil spirit in the young master's body has not yet been eliminated."
That evil spirit is deeply rooted and extremely pure, and is definitely not something that ordinary evil spirits that have just spawned can possess.
Only ghosts and evil spirits who have cultivated profound Taoist practices and obtained the cultivation method can condense such pure evil energy and use it to corrode the essence of living beings.
Thinking of this, Ji Yuan frowned slightly. The Zhao family was not an ordinary family. Normal evil spirits and ghosts could not even get close to this mansion, let alone sneak into it.
To be able to quietly enter the Zhao family mansion and implant evil energy into the body of the young master of the Zhao family, I am afraid that he is at least an evil creature in the late stage of enlightenment. This chapter has been completed!
