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

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: If I think it's raw, I will deliver it to the door
Chu Yan pursed his lips, and said helplessly: "He said...he said that his family was poor, with the old and the young, so..."

Seeing his slowness, Nan Li simply finished the sentence for him: "So he sold his talisman?"

This is a talisman drawn by her, and it is worth some money in the market.

So the old matriarch and the Shen family had already put down the order that the subordinates were not allowed to resell the talisman seals, and once they found out, they would leave the Hou's mansion immediately.

Chu Yan nodded.

"The will-o'-the-wisps struck just now, and he was trapped in the room with me. He didn't have an amulet to protect him, and he looked very painful. I moved the amulet on him to him."

This is where Nan Li was astonished. She asked, "Your talisman is attached to your body and has been integrated into the blood meridian. How do you know how to transfer the talisman to someone else?"

Chu Yan said: "Sometimes when I'm idle and bored, I borrowed books about Taoism from Master Zhimi, and I just saw the transferred handprints and spells, so I remembered them."

Nan Li blinked, "Fifth Brother, you are quite talented, if you let Mr. Xie know, he will be so angry."

Even if some people memorize handprints and mantras by rote, they cannot activate the Taoism of transferring talismans.

Chu Yan didn't think: "I'm just in a hurry and lucky."

"If you try a few more times, you will know whether you are talented or just lucky." Nan Li then lowered her face, "But that servant sold his amulet, even if he died, he is no different from anyone else. Brother Wu, you don't have to do this."

Kindness is right.

But when doing well, you must first ensure your own safety.

But Chu Yan hesitated for a while, and then said: "Sixth sister, I can't just ignore death. No, I only burned my hand, and there is no other problem."

"It's because your soul is strong, with purple energy in your body, and you are a dragon and phoenix among people, so you can bear it!" Nan Li was a little angry, and her tone was quite heavy, "But no matter how strong your soul is, after being burned by this burning soul and ghost fire, you will be able to bear it!" It will also suffer damage, and then your body and luck will deteriorate, and you don't know how long it will take to recover."

Chu Yan was startled.

He obviously didn't believe it, and the circles of his eyes were still a little red: "I killed my birth mother when I was born. It's obviously a bad fate, so how can I have purple air in my body?"

Nan Li was speechless.

She couldn't reveal the secret, which affected Chu Yan's cause and effect.

She had no choice but to say: "But if you are even slightly injured, both grandma and mother will feel sorry for you for a long time."

Chu Yan's originally dim eyes regained their brightness.

"What Sixth Sister said is that I will think twice before acting in the future, and I won't make them worry anymore."

Nan Li nodded, and gave Chu Yan two more talismans to nourish his soul.

Chu Yan suddenly asked again: "Sixth sister, my aunt's tablet is enshrined in Sanqingguan, can you do a ritual for her? However, I don't have much money saved..."

Nan Li smiled, "Then I'll charge you a tael of silver. You can send someone to tell me when you confirm the date, and it doesn't take much effort to do a ritual."

Chu Yan then grinned: "Thank you, Sixth Sister."

After Nanli finished dealing with this side, she went out to see who else in the mansion had been burned by will-o'-the-wisp fire, so she could draw amulets to treat them.

Fushun came over with Habayashi Wei, and was surprised when he saw that the fire was extinguished in an instant.

Nan Li didn't explain much, and only asked him to go back to the palace and tell Emperor Mu Wu that nothing major happened in the Anyang Marquis Mansion, so there is no need to worry.

Fushun saw that the Anyang Marquis Mansion was still in a mess, so he said: "The servant will send the 500 taels of gold to the palace, and the princess will see you when she returns."

Nanli didn't expect that she could make a lot of money for nothing with just one talisman, so she was very happy.

Xie Beihan really liked her.

"Thank you, Eunuch."

"Huh? The Ninth Prince left the palace early tomorrow. Why didn't the Ninth Prince come over when such a big event happened in the Hou Mansion?" Fushun couldn't help feeling strange since he never saw Ye Siheng.

Nan Li was so busy that she really ignored this matter.

Trembling in her heart, she took out the messenger talisman, trying to contact Ye Siheng.

But the messenger did not respond.

Nan Li frowned. In this case, one is that Ye Siheng's message talisman was damaged, and the other is that the two message talismans are too far apart, beyond the range of communication.

Seeing that her complexion was not right, Fushun hurriedly asked, "Princess, what's wrong?"

He didn't dare to crow his mouth.

"Probably something happened." After Nanli finished speaking, she turned her head and told Zhimi, "You know how to draw talismans, right? You come to deal with the aftermath."

"Senior sister, go quickly, leave this place to me." Tomomi agreed.

Nan Li immediately left the Hou Mansion, using paper cranes to lead the way, trying to find Ye Siheng's trail.

According to Fushun, Emperor Mu Wu was also poisoned today.

Coupled with the will-o'-the-wisp attack on the Anyang Hou Mansion, it was clear that something had happened to Ye Siheng.

And before that.

The sun is setting and the clouds in the west are gorgeous.

Ye Siheng left the palace in a carriage, leaned on the soft pillow and closed his eyes for a nap.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind outside.

Ye Siheng didn't even open his eyes, and turned his face slightly, when a cold arrow flew past his face, only half an inch away.

"There are assassins! Protect the lord!" Qing Feng outside the carriage reacted very quickly and shouted with his sword drawn.

But the assassin didn't show up.

On the contrary, a few cold arrows shot in again.

Ye Siheng finally raised his eyes, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and without taking it out of its sheath, he swept away the cold arrows facing him with a few clangs.

And a few cold arrows were nailed to the wooden board of the carriage.

There is also a yellow talisman on it.

Ye Siheng glanced at the talisman, secretly screamed that something was wrong, and wanted to leave the carriage immediately.

But those few yellow talismans interacted with each other to form a talisman formation, and suddenly a golden light lit up.

It's too late!

This is the talisman of changing shape and shadow, which can change the positions of two people.

Thanks to Ye Siheng's familiarity with the talisman seals, even if the golden light dazzled his eyes, he was prepared as soon as he landed. Feeling the murderous aura coming, he drew his sword and swung a sword aura.

The wind is fierce.

His robes are flowing.

Ye Siheng raised his eyes and saw that he was in a desolate place at this moment.

And in all directions, there were dead men holding swords, all with sharp and fierce eyes, as if Ye Siheng was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Ye Siheng understood, and snorted softly, "Is this trying to win with more people? It's not easy to gather so many dead soldiers."

The dead soldiers didn't answer, they only remembered their mission.

Fuzhen sent Ye Siheng alone, and they had to seize the opportunity to deal with Ye Siheng here, making it impossible for him to return to the capital!

When one person moves, everyone moves.

One person might not be able to kill Ye Siheng, but with so many of them, Ye Siheng could be exhausted in a wheel battle.

But they were wrong.

Because in Ye Siheng's eyes, these well-trained dead soldiers are only worthy of being ants under his command.

The long sword was clenched tightly, with momentum like a rainbow, mixed with sword energy, when the knife was raised and lowered, several heads rolled to the ground.

His black robe was splattered with a little blood, and his handsome face was also stained a lot, making him look even more like a lunatic.

He raised his lips seductively: "This king is just thinking about being a stranger, so you will send it to your door."

It is easy to forget the killing skills if you don't go to the battlefield for a long time.

(End of this chapter)