Chapter 182 Soul-Taking** During lunch time, a rich lunch was served in the Taifu's house. Jing Yirong looked at the seat next to Nalan Zhijin habitually, "Why hasn't Zhenqi come yet?"
The air seemed to freeze at the one-sentence question, and no one answered. Jing Yirong didn't realize Nalan Zhenqi's departure until she could answer. The corners of her lips curled up without a trace of a smile, "I forgot to eat."
Nalan Qingyi took a piece and put it in Jing Yirong's bowl, and then said to Nalan Zhijin: "Eat."
But after a while, Jing Yirong seemed to have forgotten to pick up a piece of meat and stretched it out. When he saw that the person sitting opposite was no longer Nalan Zhenqi but Xiao Yan, her hand holding the food stopped in mid-air. Xiao Yan hurriedly handed out the bowl.
"Give me."
The meat in Jing Yirong's hand fell into Xiao Yan's bowl, but the name in her mouth was swallowed hard. Some habits are really difficult to change now.
Jing Yirong didn't expect that longing could really enter people's blood and circulate in their minds in circles, no matter how hard they tried. Maybe they were really used to it, a terrible habit.
At night, Jing Yirong stood in the courtyard with his coat on, watching Bu Xiguo and Nalan Zhijin practicing martial arts. There used to be a person next to him, but now he was nowhere to be found.
"Master Yeliang, please go back to your room." A familiar voice seemed to come from behind. Jing Yirong turned around in surprise, "Zhenqi!" There was no figure of Nalan Zhenqi behind him. Everything was just his own illusion. Disappointment overflowed.
Yu Yanqing. Nalan Zhijin stopped his martial arts movements and looked at Jing Yirong blankly. He really felt sorry for such a master. Will he hurt his master like this in the future?
Jing Yirong's almost inaudible sigh made the temperature of the whole courtyard drop a lot. Bu Xiguo walked to Nalan Zhijin and said, "She misses your seventh brother."
"But Seventh Brother will not come back again," Nalan Zhijin will not forget the determination in Seventh Brother's eyes when he left. How could he come back even if he left the jade piece behind?
Bu Xuguo looked at Jing Yirong sympathetically, "Although she is usually very strict, I can see that she is really kind to you and Nalan Zhenqi. Don't make your master sad in the future."
"I don't know." Nalan Zhijin looked at Bu Xiguo worriedly, "If I hurt the master's heart again in the future, who else can be by his side? Bu Xiguo, do you like my master? Then you will
Can I stay with her?"
Bu Xiguo just felt baffled, "Why do you look like this? Just don't hurt your master in the future. Although I don't hate your master, I won't accompany her. It's better for you to accompany her. You and her
There is no grudge."
Nalan Zhijin looked solemn and kept silent.
Bu Xiguo asked in shock, "Don't you have any grudge against your master?"
"Master killed my mother." Nalan Zhijin answered honestly.
Shock could no longer describe Bu Xiguo's thoughts. He never thought that Jing Yirong would kill Nalan Zhijin's mother, "Why?"
"Because the master hates my mother," Nalan Zhijin still doesn't know why the master suddenly killed his mother that day, just like he doesn't understand why he suddenly killed her when she kept Yueya by his side for so long.
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Bu Xiguo swallowed his saliva, "Your master is really..."
"Don't speak ill of my master," Nalan Zhijin stopped him before Bu Xiguo finished speaking, "Master is very good to me."
"In this case, don't take revenge anymore," Bu Xiguo said: "Look, you can't protect your master even before I tell you. I guess if other people hurt your master again, you will definitely fight them to the death. You will
If you can't bear to let others hurt your master even a little bit, why would you hurt your master with your own hands? Isn't this asking for punishment? Why do we have to remember the grudges of the past until now?"
"If someone killed your mother, would you forget it so easily?" Nalan Zhijin asked.
Bu Xiguo said, "I don't know, I have never seen my mother. I only know that you can't live without your master now, and your master can't live without you either." Nalan Zhijin thought about Bu Xiguo's words,
He really hoped that he would never be fifteen years old, so that he would have a reason not to take revenge.
Jing Yirong was hurt because of Nalan Zhenqi, and Bu Chenche was also hurt because of Qiao Shuang'er. The two rarely stopped targeting each other in the court, and seemed to have entered a state of truce. Bu Chenying once
Thinking that Ouyang Hengxi had switched sides, he put down his worries after hearing Qin Zhongxu's explanation. He only said one sentence to Qin Zhongxu, "Without Jing Yirong, you would never have thought of making Bu Xiguo ascend on your own."
Ascending to the throne.”
After dinner, a bunch of people were sitting at the table waiting for Xiao Yan to cut up the fruit and deliver it. In the past few days, Jing Yirong had done less and less to Nalan Zhenqi. Perhaps it was because he was slowly getting closer to Nalan Zhenqi.
To adapt to life without Nalan Zhenqi, or because he doesn't want Nalan Qingyi to always worry about him.
Nalan Zhijin saw Xiao Yan coming with a fruit plate from a distance and rushed to pick it up excitedly, "Sister Xiao Yan, you are so slow, I am dying of thirst."
Xiao Yan did not answer and her expression was stiff. Nalan Zhijin only paid attention to the fruit in Xiao Yan's hand and did not notice Xiao Yan's abnormal expression. Jing Yirong's suspicious eyes fell on Xiao Yan's hand and she suddenly found a handful under the fruit plate.
With the dagger, he jumped up in surprise and pulled Nalan Zhijin away, "Be careful!"
Nalanzhi Jin was pushed out by Jing Yirong a few meters away. Before he knew what happened, he saw Xiao Yan throwing the fruit plate out of her hand and stabbing her with a dagger. The dagger touched Jing Yirong's arm. Nalanzhi Jin
Jin looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
Jing Yirong covered the wound, "Xiao Yan, what are you going to do?"
Xiao Yan didn't speak, she just waved the dagger at Jing Yirong. Every stab seemed to pierce Jing Yirong's heart. Jing Yirong had no choice but to fight back Xiao Yan, "Are you crazy?" Xiao Yan was obviously already.
Jing Yirong couldn't hear Jing Yirong's words, just like a machine that had been ordered to kill people. Jing Yirong dodged Xiao Yan's dagger and did not dare to make a move for fear of hurting Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan looked like she had lost her soul, and she didn't know what it was.
Whose trick did you fall for?
Xiao Yan was knocked back a few steps by Jing Yirong's palm. Seeing that she could not kill Jing Yirong, she swung it at Nalan Zhijin who was standing not far away. Jing Yirong felt that Xiao Yan's motive was forced to pull out.
The sword stabbed Xiao Yan, knocking the dagger out of her hand and protecting Nalan Zhijin behind her.
"What's wrong with sister Xiao Yan?" Nalan Zhijin looked at Xiao Yan in shock, her eyes blank and her expression stiff.
"I don't know." Jing Yirong gave Nalan Zhijin his sword and flew forward to tear off the tablecloth on the table. He approached Xiao Yan again and hit Xiao Yan with a palm. She fell to the seat and used the tablecloth to tear Xiao Yan off.
Yan and the seat were tightly entangled. Xiao Yan struggled desperately, but her expression did not change at all, like a zombie.
Jing Yirong stood in front of Xiao Yan. What she had chosen was definitely not the life and death talisman. When the crescent moon attacked, her whole body was purple and her lips were deathly black, but she was not. Xiao Yan seemed more like her mind had been controlled and she had lost her self-awareness.
"Sister Xiao Yan?" Nalan Zhijin called cautiously.
Xiao Yan didn't react at all but stubbornly struggled to wrap herself up. Nalan Qingyi walked to Jing Yirong and asked, "Why did Xiao Yan suddenly become like this?"
"I don't know who seems to be targeting us." Jing Yirong raised his head and looked at the entire Taifu Mansion. On the way back from Xuancheng, someone had already targeted them. Yue Ya's life and death talisman included the current Xiao Yan.
Who is touching the people around you?
"Then what should we do now?" Nalan Qingyi looked worried, "Are we going to keep Xiao Yan tied up like this?"
Jing Yirong was helpless, "If I untie her now, she will kill us. We have to wait until she regains consciousness. But now we need to find out what kind of evil spell she has cast."
"The only one in the world who knows magic is the Dongxie Kingdom, but I once heard the ministers in the palace talking about the fact that the Dongxie Kingdom has no interest in unifying the world, so as long as others don't mess with them, they won't hurt others. How could they suddenly become interested in Xiao
What happened to Sister Yan who lost her magic?" Nalan Zhijin was puzzled and felt that he could not help Jing Yirong, "It would be great if Brother Seven was here, maybe he knows more than me."
Jing Yirong felt pain in her heart when she was told something. She frowned slightly and hurriedly calmed her mind, "Now is not the time to say these words. There is still one person in the world who knows what kind of evil spell Xiao Yan has been enchanted by."
"Who?" Nalan Qingyi asked doubtfully, but Nalan Zhijin knew better, "Is it Iron Gourd? But now we can't find him at all."
"Zhi Jin, go get the iron chain and lock Xiao Yan. No matter how hard she struggles, don't let her go." Jing Yirong said calmly: "No one here except me can beat Xiao Yan. I'm going out to find the iron gourd."
So you must not let her out, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
"Yes," Nalan Zhijin saw Jing Yirong's solemn expression and understood the seriousness of the matter.
Jing Yirong approached Xiao Yan, "I won't let you leave either."
Jing Yirong knew that Tie Gourd would appear in the most profitable place, but he didn't know whether he would be in the most profitable place in Yu Kingdom or in Hades Kingdom. Early the next morning, Jing Yirong sent the message in the name of Taifu Mansion.
There was a notice with two sentences written on it. If anyone could read and guess the meaning of these two sentences, he would be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold. Suddenly, the entire Yubu City and even the entire Yu Kingdom responded to these two sentences issued by the Taifu Mansion.
I kept thinking, "The unripe fruits under the vines are originally hidden under the black iron leaves."
The two lines of the poem don't look like poetry, and the riddle doesn't look like a riddle. It's confusing to understand. What's more important is that the people who arrived at Taifu's Mansion were told to return before they even entered the house. They just said that his answer to the riddle must be wrong. There were still people there in the past few days.
He kept coming to my door, and for the next few days, I just treated him as if he had nothing to do and was having fun on his own.
On the third day, someone revealed the list in public and just said that if the Taifu wanted to find him, there was no need to write such a bad sentence. Then he walked towards the Taifu's house. Everyone was waiting to see the good show of him being kicked out. Who expected the wait?
It took nearly half a column of time to wait. Everyone looked at each other and wondered if this man was going to get ten thousand taels of gold.
Jing Yirong looked at the iron gourd and said, "You are finally here."
"Miss Jing won't have to put up such a big fight when she comes to see me in the future. I can't afford to be here." Tie Hulu said with a smile.
"As expected, Tie Hulu even knows my identity," Jing Yirong did not forget that he was now dressed in men's clothing, "Since you knew I was looking for you, you should have shown up earlier."
Tie Gulu raised the notice in his hand, "Does Miss Jing count the ten thousand taels of gold here?"
"what you think?"
Tie Hulu felt a cold wind blowing past Busan Duixiao, "Just a joke, just a joke, why would I ask you, Miss Jing, for money?"
"Look after someone for me." Jing Yirong walked to Xiao Yan's room with the iron gourd. Xiao Yan was still as expressionless as a few days ago, and her eyes were dull. She was just struggling with the iron chains on her hands and feet, and the iron chains on her hands and feet.
The skin and flesh were a little open. Jing Yirong tried to hit her acupuncture points, but it didn't work at all.
Tie Hulu clicked his tongue, "Miss Jing, when did you offend Scholar Tang?"
"Scholar Tang?" Jing Yirong thought for a moment, "Who is he?"
"Miss Jing, do you remember the list I gave you?"
"It's him." Jing Yirong didn't connect the two people at all, "I've never seen how you could offend him. Xiao Yan's matter is related to him?"
"The only person in the world who can cast soul-obsessing spells is Scholar Tang." Tie Hulu said, stroking his beard.