Just as Lin Daojiu was about to speak, Wu Zhi seemed to have guessed something and said, "Did the Taoist Master want me to catch that fox demon again?"
Lin Daojiu clapped his hands: "As expected of the Master of Wuzhuang, you will hit the mark with one guess!"
Although Wu Zhi did have the intention to get rid of the fox demon, he had his own ideas. He put on a posture that seemed to be in a dilemma and said.
"Oh, the Taoist Master also knows that I am a bit busy at ordinary times."
"There are too many things to deal with. Besides, things like exorcising ghosts and catching demons are not my job."
Lin Daojiu, of course, knew that Wu Zhi was cunning and hurriedly catered to him: "Exterminating demons and defending the law is the duty of a chivalrous man."
"Master Wu Zhuang, please don't postpone this kind of thing any longer."
Wu Zhi pouted: "That's what I say, but I won't do anything that is not beneficial."
After saying that, Wu Zhi stood up and left.
Although Lin Daojiu is a good person, he can't do anything when it comes to this kind of thing. After all, Wu Zhi is notoriously difficult to deal with. If you want him to do things, ordinary people really can't do it.
Lin Daojiu could only hold Wu Zhi's sleeve and said with a smile: "I don't know, what does Master Wu need help from me?"
Wu Zhi smiled "hehe": "Speaking of which, there is really one thing!"
At the same time, Fujiwara Shoko and Pan Jinlian entered a woodshed.
In the woodshed, Nohara Naiko was imprisoned.
Nohara Naiko was tied up like a rice dumpling, and it was particularly difficult to even move her body a little.
On weekdays, she was always well-dressed and well-fed, but she was thrown into the thatch like a beggar, looking extremely embarrassed.
Seeing Fujiwara Shoko come in, Nohara Naiko quickly said "wuwuwu".
Pan Jinlian came in with Fujiwara Shoko, and she didn't know who the person in front of her was.
She asked Fujiwara Shoko: "How do you plan to deal with this person?"
Fujiwara Shoko smiled slightly: "I would like to hear my sister's opinion on this matter."
"I think my sister also knows that our husband is a famous playboy. He falls in love with everyone he meets."
"Any pretty woman will probably not be able to escape his clutches."
Hearing what Fujiwara Shoko said, Pan Jinlian was actually happy.
She said: "How can you say it is so exaggerated? Although my husband is a little sentimental, he is not sentimental."
"Not everyone can catch his eye."
On the contrary, Fujiwara Shoko raised the corners of his eyes and asked, "Really?"
Pan Jinlian's smile did not diminish, and she nodded slightly: "Yes."
Fujiwara Shoko turned around and walked towards Nohara Naiko step by step.
She walked slowly, and said as she walked: "Nohara Naiko, you must have heard the conversation I had with the lady just now, right?"
"Originally, I wanted to tidy you up and make you more beautiful and charming, and then send you to Wu Zhi's room for him to play with."
"And now that the eldest lady has spoken, there is no need to keep you alive, so just go and die!"
Fujiwara Shoko flicked his sleeves, and more than a dozen charms flew out.
These talismans rotated and circled in the air, quickly forming a black sword that was suspended in mid-air.
When Fujiwara Shoko stretched out her slender fingers to touch the sword, Nohara Naiko, who knew the power of this black shadow sword, quickly begged for mercy.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"I have a way to break the spell on you!"
Fujiwara Shoko paused slightly, frowned, and sneered.
"I said, it's already here, and you're still talking about something."
"Do you take me too lightly, or are you really confident?"
Nohara Naiko quickly explained: "Empress, I didn't lie."
"It's just that you haven't known it yourself. In fact, His Highness the Crown Prince has put a curse on every woman he thinks is valuable more than ten years ago!"