Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 227 Witchcraft
In the Shu Palace, a room was dimly lit by candles.

Wearing a fox-fur cloak, Linglong and Agate pushed open the door of King Shu's study, and gestured inwardly with a gesture of invitation.

A figure suddenly flashed into the room, like a shadowless ghost without a trace of wind.

"Witch Doctor Guan Shan, see the King of Shu."

The figure of Guan Shan with a hoarse voice was blurred against the candle, like an ink painting diluted by rain.

In fact, as long as you observe, you can find that there are some small black particles floating on the body of the witch doctor Guan Shan, making him look like a ghost.

"I want her to come back to life."

Sitting behind the screen, the king of Shu spoke leisurely, and the mysterious witch doctor Guan Shan looked at the little rabbit on the table that was placed on a soft golden quilt.

"It's not difficult, but it requires a drop of blood from the brow of the prince. I wonder if the prince is willing?"

Essence blood is the source of human life. If a drop of essence blood is taken from a mortal who has no cultivation, it is equivalent to losing ten years of life, and they may die suddenly on the spot.

"Okay. This king only wants her to live."

Imperial power is precious, and the majestic prince is willing to use his ten years of life to save a rabbit monster. The witch doctor Guan Shan can't help but look at the little rabbit covered in blood holes on the table again.

Why does this monster affect the heart of the King of Shu so much?
Don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

The old master's teachings suddenly rang in the ears of the witch doctor Guan Shan. He withdrew his gaze, put away all his curiosity, and bowed behind the screen: "My lord, the villain has offended you."

Guan Shan, who looked like a ghost, flashed behind the screen in the blink of an eye, raised his hand, and stabbed the golden needle between the eyebrows of King Shu, took a drop of blood essence, and turned back to the outer room again.From the beginning to the end, he never looked at the King of Shu.

When dealing with the royal family with many secrets, you have to treat yourself as a deaf or blind person, just do your own thing well and don't care about anything else.

Carefully putting the blood essence into the white jade vessel, Guan Shan stretched his hands back, took out the porcelain bottle containing the Gu worms, and various herbal juices from the back compartment of the cloak, and poured them all into the white jade vessel.

Immediately, he held the bowl in his left hand, and the halberd finger in his right hand kept sliding along the edge of the vessel, chanting words in his mouth, injecting witch power.

The mysterious liquid in the white jade vessel seems to be boiling, with a bubble popping up.

The air bubbles became bigger and bigger as the fingers kept turning around the edge of the container, and when they became the size of a fist, they exploded with a "bang", emitting a foul smelling smell.

Once again, the witch doctor Guan Shan flicked his middle finger on the white jade vessel, making a crisp beep.

Immediately afterwards, the liquid in the container suddenly sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and countless bubbles bulged.Suddenly, calm was restored.

The viscous liquid that was originally like miso turned into a bowl of clear water.

The witch doctor Guan Shan wiped the sweat off his forehead, and saluted the screen again: "My lord, the villain is about to start."

"it is good."

The King of Shu responded quickly and simply again, Guan Shan didn't say another word, and directly poured the mysterious liquid on the little rabbit's stiff body.

The liquid seemed to be alive, and penetrated into the body from the wound left by the arrow on the little rabbit Maochun's body.

After a while, all the wounds healed, giving birth to the same snow-white rabbit fur as before.

Seeing that the little rabbit's abdomen gradually rose and fell, the witch doctor Guan Shan took two steps back and bowed his hands towards the screen again.

"My lord, the trick has been completed, and the villain will retire."

"allow."

The King of Shu's voice was a little anxious, and the bowed witch doctor Guan Shan directly exited the door.

Accompanied by the sound of closing the door with a "creak", the King of Shu flashed out from behind the screen.

The torn coat on his body has not been changed, there is no trace of blood on his face, his lips are chapped, and his eyes are slightly red and swollen.

Standing in front of the table, seeing the little rabbit's slightly undulating belly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his blood-stained hand.

"sorry."

The cold fingertips brushed the soft fur of the little rabbit.

Feeling the warmth and beating of life, the King of Shu couldn't control himself anymore and burst into tears.

"Come back! Forget about the past and stay by my side!"

The king of Shu with teardrops on his chin, his slightly curved mouth revealed joy, and stretched out his hands to the little rabbit on the table, wanting to hold it in his arms, just like how he was in Bashu in the late spring, it warmed him, He pampers it.

Just when King Shu's fingertips were about to touch the little rabbit, there was a sudden "bang", and thick white smoke rose from the little rabbit.

"Maochun."

Thick white smoke poured into the mouth of the king of Shu who exclaimed loudly, choking him to cough violently.

But because he was worried about Maochun, he didn't care about the snot and tears shed from coughing, so he moved closer to the table and waved away the thick smoke.

"My lord."

Alarmed outside, Linglong and Ma Nao pushed the door in, and saw the King of Shu reaching out to pick up Maochun who had recovered from his human body lying on the table.

"Shh. Don't wake her up."

The king of Shu who held Maochun was as if he was holding a unparalleled and priceless treasure in his arms. He didn't look at Linglong and Agate, and turned around the screen holding it as if no one else was around. His cautious appearance made people sigh.

Linglong and Manao bowed their heads and exited the door, continuing to guard the door.

Manao glanced at the closed door worriedly, and lowered her voice extremely low: "Linglong, did you notice that the woman seems different from before?"

People who heard that witch doctors used witchcraft to save lives can no longer be called real people.

"It's not a person, what is that, a ghost?"

Agate's voice changed slightly, Linglong snorted, saying that Maochun is a demon, even a ghost is still a demon.

When she said this, her eyes happened to catch a glimpse of the bright window, and she vaguely saw something like a dark shadow squeeze out of the window, which made her cover her mouth in fright.

But when she looked again, she didn't see the shadow again, it seemed that she had misjudged it just now.

Following Linglong's eyes, she looked at the agate on the window but saw nothing, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

After regaining her senses, Linglong broke out in a cold sweat. She remembered that when she was a child, her grandmother once said that there is something like smoke and mist, which looks like a black shadow called "Song".

Sui is formed by evil spirits absorbing evil thoughts. Wherever it goes, a large number of people will inevitably die.

And on the night when her grandmother told her about the trouble, Linglong saw something like smoke and a black shadow outside her parents' square.

Then, her family was ransacked and beheaded.

At the age of five, she was sold to the south of the Yangtze River and returned to the capital after ten years.

Seeing something suspicious again, she felt like her entire scalp was about to explode.

But soon, she smiled.

Is the mother-child fight she was looking forward to about to begin?
Maochun, who assisted the flower demon Baixi in stealing the Nine Dragon Balls, was not only a demon, but was also rescued by the king of Shu and hid in the palace. If Her Majesty the Empress knew about this, things would become very interesting.

There were flames dancing in the depths of Linglong's eyes. She lowered her eyes, hiding all her emotions, and warned Ma Nao in a flat tone: "The prince doesn't like outsiders talking about Miss Maochun, and she has a special status. It's best to talk about her." , don’t mention a single word.”

Agate glanced at the room where the candlelight was beating, but said nothing.

She wasn't really curious about what Maochun had become, but she was a little jealous.

How can a man of high status like the King of Shu like a rabbit demon?

And what's wrong with her?
(End of this chapter)