The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 290 290: The Marquis Mansion is in trouble
Xie Beihan finally cheered up now, feeling elated.

This is the first time he has made money with Taoism!
Seeing Xie Beihan's excited and expectant eyes, Ye Chengyan couldn't refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Fushun didn't dare to delay the gold that Emperor Mu Wu wanted to reward, so he immediately delivered it himself.

However, halfway through the road, Habayashi Wei who was driving said, "That's not the direction of Anyang Houfu, it's flooded!"

"What?" Hearing this, Fushun lifted the curtain and stretched out his head to have a look.

There was fire in the southeast, almost reddening the entire sky, as bright as day.

"It's really the direction of the Marquis of Anyang!" Fushun was startled, "Hurry up, go back to the palace and mobilize people to put out the fire."

That was the natal family of the Ninth Concubine, and Emperor Mu Wu would not blame him for dispatching the Habayashi guards to fight the fire.

Habayashi thought to himself that there was a submerged fire army in Kyoto, so he must have gone to fight the fire immediately, so there was no need to dispatch Habayashi, right?

However, he will do what Eunuch Fushun says, and he will definitely not be wrong.

However, the Anyang Hou Mansion was flooded in an instant, and the fire ignited in all directions at the same time. The people in the house were immediately trapped inside, and there was no chance to escape.

At this time, the masters were all waiting for dinner in the house, and only Chu Shuo returned late, so he was not trapped in the house.

He was shocked when he saw the raging fire, and hurriedly directed people to put out the fire.

The servants rushed to fetch water to put out the fire.

But buckets and basins of water were poured over, and the fire did not weaken at all. It seemed that it was not afraid of water, but it burned even more fiercely.

However, these blue and green fires did not burn anything.

On the contrary, as soon as they approached, they only felt uncomfortable all over, as if the inner soul was burned, and their strength would be drained in an instant.

Chu Shuo was terrified, because he heard screams for help one after another.

grandmother!

Mother!

Aunt!

And his brothers!
His mind was blank, and he poured a bucket of water on himself, planning to rush into the fire to save people.

"Second Young Master!" The servants shouted to stop him.

"Don't stop me! I'm going to save grandma!" Chu Shuo's eyes were red.

Just as he was about to rush forward, someone grabbed him.

Chu Shuo turned around and was about to curse when he found out that it was the sixth younger sister.

His nose suddenly became sore, "Sixth Sister! Grandma and the others are all trapped in the house!"

"I know."

As soon as Nan Li saw the fire, she immediately rushed over with a teleportation talisman.

Zhimi was also busy, and when she saw her senior sister appear, she also burst into tears because she was too anxious: "Senior sister! Water charms are useless! There is no way to put out these fires!"

These fires have a faint blue-purple color, which is really too weird.

"This is the soul-burning ghost fire of Abi Hell, and ordinary water symbols are of course useless." Nan Li frowned.

The person who borrowed the fire is really crazy. He dared to make such a deal with the evil spirits of Avichi Hell, so that his soul would fall into Avichi Hell, where he would be burned and tortured, and never be reborn.

Because today is not the 15th day of the junior high school, there is no gathering for dinner, everyone is in their own yard.

Chu Shuo didn't dare to disturb the sixth younger sister, because even he himself didn't know who to save.

A tall tower in Kyoto.

Fan Guizong's cheeks were sunken, and his energy and spirit had been plundered away, like a dying old man whose life was not long.

He looked at his empty left sleeve, and at the burning fire of the Anyang Marquis Mansion, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart:
"This is my soul that I betrayed. I asked the evil ghost to borrow the soul-burning ghost fire. Chu Nanli, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to extinguish all the ghost flames in the whole house at once."

"Tsk tsk, who do you choose? Who are you going to save, and who are you going to sacrifice..."

The guard stood by, with his arms crossed and his face expressionlessly watching.

"The Duke spent a lot of money to buy you Gu worms for healing, are you sure you can succeed this time?"

Why does he feel a little overwhelmed?

Fan Guizong turned his head and glared at him: "Why can't it be successful? No matter how good Chu Nanli's Taoism is, she is just an ordinary person. She can put out all the will-o'-the-wisps with all her strength, but can she extinguish all the will-o'-the-wisps in the whole house?" ? She is a human being, not a fairy, let alone a god!"

He has worked hard to study Taoism for more than ten years, but he stumbled one after another in front of Chu Nanli.

So even if he sells his soul this time, he will never be reincarnated, he must let Chu Nanli realize his true strength!
Suddenly, the guard stepped forward and narrowed his eyes: "What is that?"

Fan Guizong also looked over.

I saw a huge magic circle pattern appearing in the sky above the Anyang Marquis Mansion, which could almost cover the entire Marquis Mansion.

The runes of the magic circle were slowly twisting, emitting layers of golden light, which made people feel fearful just by looking at it.

Nan Li looked a little small under the magic circle.

She is holding the star pen and is perfecting the magic circle.

Fan Guizong's body trembled slightly, and his heart sank infinitely. He could no longer see what kind of magic circle it was.

But his intuition told himself that this magic circle must be very powerful!

"How can she...how can she!" Fan Guizong even tied his tongue, "Is her skill so abundant? Can she move this huge magic circle?"

It wasn't until this moment that he clearly realized the gap between himself and Nanli.

The guard looked at him angrily: "Didn't I tell you not to underestimate the enemy? Waste."

He jumped on his toes, and immediately left the tower, rushing to the Anyang Marquis Mansion to prevent Nan Li from completing the magic circle.

Fan Guizong was extremely weak and fell to the ground.

He looked at his right hand and smiled bitterly: "I didn't underestimate the enemy, but my strength is here."

At the last moment of his life, he realized that he would never be able to defeat Chu Nanli.

The magic circle is almost complete.

The golden light is even worse.

The closer the guards get, the more they can feel the sacred brilliance of the magic circle, as if it can cleanse the soul and calm the heart.

What kind of magic circle is this?
Why did he feel that the killing intent in his heart has eased a lot?

But when he thought of the tragic death of his son, he quickly cheered up again. Even if he couldn't kill Nanli, he couldn't let her put out the fire.

Because Grandpa Guo's wish is to let Nanli's family be ruined and let her experience the pain of his bereavement.

Spotting Nan Li's figure, he didn't hesitate any longer, and drew his sword directly, intending to make a quick and ruthless attack.

This magic circle is very energy-intensive and labor-intensive, and Nan Li is almost concentrating on it.

Someone came suddenly, and she didn't notice it at all for a while.

Chu Shuo and Zhimi watched from below, taken aback, and wanted to stop them but were separated by a long distance.

The blade was about to pierce through Nanli's body, and another figure suddenly appeared in the midair.

He picked up the sword, clanging and humming sounded, immediately forcing the guards back.

The three of them landed on the roof together.

Nan Li turned her head and saw the person who saved her, slightly startled: "It's you?"

If it's not Chongjiu, who else is it?

Chong Jiu slightly raised his hand without looking at her, "Why don't you finish drawing the magic circle for extinguishing the fire soon?"

Nan Li didn't have time to think too much, so she jumped up again quickly, wanting to make up the last two strokes.

Seeing her vigorous figure rustling against the wind, the guards frowned, and wanted to rush up and make another killing move.

(End of this chapter)