Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 112 Night Fighting Monsters

There was no cinnabar yellow paper in the Qingyang Hou Mansion, so Yi Jiaoyan sent her maid to buy it on the street temporarily.

When the yellow talisman paper and cinnabar were ready, Jiang Fuyuan picked up the pen, dipped it in some cinnabar, and began to draw the talisman carelessly.

After drawing one after another, four talismans were put aside in a short while and stacked randomly, looking very careless.

Yi Jiaoyan looked at these talismans curiously and couldn't help but ask: "Xiangu, why do these four talismans look different? Do you have any explanation?"

She had seen the talismans of the Taoist Palace, but it was not like this.

Jiang Fuyuan continued to draw the talisman and replied calmly: "There is no explanation."

Yi Jiaoyan was still curious: "What kind of talisman is this? Hmm..."

She looked at the cinnabar patterns on the yellow talisman paper from all angles. No matter how she looked at it, she felt like several tree branches of different shapes: "It looks very spiritual."

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyebrows: "Madam, you are discerning. This is called the Shangqing Talisman, which is used to gather spiritual energy."

Ding Zhaoliu:......

No, the Shangqing talisman he drew during the day didn't look like this.

But what should the Shangqing Talisman look like?
Ding Zhaoliu tried hard to remember for a while, and finally recalled the various talismans that Jiang Fuyuan drew before the commendation banquet. Each one was different...

Forget it, the fairy aunt said that the Shangqing Talisman should be whatever it looks like.

Soon, Jiang Fuyuan finished drawing the talisman seals, put down his pen and said: "Elves and monsters love places with abundant spiritual energy. We only need to build a larger cage in Nuanyun Pavilion, paste the upper and lower talismans on the four sides, and artificially create a cage. The treasure cave will do.”

Ding Zhaoliu was confused: "It's so simple? The cage is so obvious, will the spirits really get in?"

Jiang Fuyuan replied: "Based on the current situation, only Qingyang Hou has a strange disease, and no one else in his hospital has been harmed, which shows that this spirit has a clear goal."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and drew a small figure on it, and asked Yi Jiaoyan to write the name and birth date of Marquis Qingyang to make a paper substitute.

"With this here, I don't have to worry about it not taking the bait."
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Late at night, a large iron cage as tall as a person stood quietly in the courtyard of Nuanyun Pavilion. There were Shangqing talisman attached around it to absorb the spiritual energy from all around. Jiang Fuyuan's Shangqing talisman was very effective, creating a small square world with the cage as the center. The surroundings are clear and bright to the naked eye, and there is a faint flow of brilliance.

Qingyang Hou's stand-in paper man was stuck in the center of the cage with grains of rice, and his unglued limbs shook in the wind, making a slight rustling sound.

Four pairs of eyes peered out through the gaps between the four carved floating windows in the outer room of Nuanyun Pavilion. They were Jiang Fuyuan, Zhong Liefeng, Ding Zhaoliu and Yi Jiaoyan who were waiting.

Originally Ding Zhaoliu didn't want his mother to come with him, but Yi Jiaoyan raised her eyebrows and said with a silver gun in her hand: "It's just a beast, how can I let it hurt the Marquis?"

Ding Zhaoliu had no choice but to agree, and then a four-person demon-catching team was formed.

When the time came, the whole Nuanyun Pavilion was deathly silent, except for the occasional dry coughs from Marquis Qingyang coming from the back room.

Due to special circumstances tonight, Yi Jiaoyan, in her capacity as the mistress of the family, requested that no one be allowed to keep vigil in Nuanyun Pavilion in the afternoon, so Qingyang Marquis had no one to serve her at this moment.

Looking back at the inner room, Ding Zhaoliu formed his hands into a trumpet shape and asked in a breathy voice: "Mom, why don't I go inside to see how dad is doing..."

Yi Jiaoyan also scolded in a breathy voice: "Your father has gone to bed long ago after taking the medicine. If there is anything good to see, don't walk around to alert others!"

"But..." He was worried and couldn't help but look back at the back room.

The next second, a squirming ugly face almost touched him face to face.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-" He screamed, his hands were faster than his brain, and he slapped the ugly upside-down face, causing it to scream in agony.

It was a scream, more like a baby crying.

Jiang Fuyuan, who was only a body away from him, rushed over immediately and saw the spirit's whole body at a glance.

With a human face and an animal body, a thick tail was wrapped around the beam, making it hang upside down. Now it was slapped by Ding Zhaoliu, and the body supported only by the tail was like a hanging bell, swinging back and forth.

Jiang Fuyuan immediately took out the Jiemu and swung it towards its big tail.Jiemu has been carried by her all year round. It has been nourished and revealed to be of jade quality. It contains abundant spiritual power. It can kill all monsters and absorb all ghosts.

If this blow could hit, its tail would definitely be severed.

The moment Jiemu was about to encounter the spirit, it retracted its tail, abandoned the beam, rolled around in the air and landed on all fours.

"Whoa whoa whoa-"

Hearing its roar at a close distance is more like a baby's cry, which makes people feel chills on their backs and goosebumps.

Jiemu failed, he took a bite on the beam and flew back to Jiang Fuyuan's hand. Holding Jiemu in her hand, she squinted her eyes, this monster was so flexible.

Knowing that Jiang Fuyuan was difficult to deal with, the spirit immediately flexed its limbs and rolled into a ball. With only a few centimeters to spare, it suddenly turned its four claws and rushed towards Ding Zhaoliu beside Jiang Fuyuan.

"Be careful Zhaoliu!" Yi Jiaoyan exclaimed, and faster than her, Zhong Lianfeng's sword in his sleeves flashed with cold light, and the densely packed sword flowers seemed to have great power, and fell on the monster with clatter. in front of him, forcing it to cry and retreat.

"Wow - Poof -" Unable to defeat Zhong Lianfeng's sword intent, the spirit spewed out a pool of black smelly liquid from its knees, and then took advantage of the few people taking half a step back to jump up to the wall like a bolt of lightning. , disappeared without a trace.

Ding Zhaoliu was in a daze and asked blankly: "Did it, did it run away?"

Jiang Fuyuan looked at the black liquid on the ground and sighed.

Yi Jiaoyan frowned and looked in the direction where the spirit was escaping with a strange expression: "That side... seems to be a winding courtyard."

Qu Niao Niao is Aunt Qu, the concubine of Qingyang Hou.

Yi Jiaoyan looked at Jiang Fuyuan: "Are we going to take a look?"

Considering that although the spirit was injured, it could still hurt people, Jiang Fuyuan nodded and the four of them walked towards Aunt Qu's yard.

There was only a little maid waiting at the door of Aunt Qu's yard, her head dozing off little by little.

When she heard the footsteps, she woke up and raised her head suddenly: "Husband, madam, young master, you..."

Ding Zhaoliu waved his hand and ordered: "Open the door."

The little maid opened the door in panic: "Madam, Master, I'm going to report it..."

The yard is not big, and you can see at a glance that Qu Niao's bedroom is dark, and he must be asleep.

"No need." Yi Jiaoyan pointed at the maid's forehead, "Stand still and don't move or make a sound."

After saying that, the door of Qu Niao Niao's bedroom opened.

In an instant, everyone's whole body tensed up, and their eyes were attracted to the figure at the door.

I saw Qu Niao holding the door frame with one hand and holding an oil lamp with the other, looking at them with a white face.

And between the hem of her skirt, a black shadow with a human face and an animal body flashed past, entered her room and disappeared.

"It's a spirit!" Ding Zhaoliu shouted, rushing into the house first.

Qu Niao Niao seemed to be frightened by his reckless behavior. With a pop, the oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground. The wick lost the infiltration of the lamp oil. After two futile flashes, it was completely extinguished.

Darkness enveloped her bedroom again, swallowing up Ding Zhaoliu who rushed into the room.

"Zhao Liu!"

"Ding Shaoqing!"

Several people's expressions changed drastically at the same time, and they strode into the house together.

(End of this chapter)