Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 475 Returning to the Soul
"Don't...don't...Yan Zhao, don't!"

Wei Ying was still talking in her sleep, she kept shaking her head in her dream, and shouted profusely on her forehead.

In the dream, large tracts of Bana flowers burned into flames, slowly devouring a person. Wei Ying saw him surrounded by raging fire and gradually burned into ashes.

During this period of time, she had countless bad dreams about the old man. She was hunted down, stabbed with several knives by the killer, pierced by thousands of arrows on the battlefield, and dreamed that Wei Rong gave him He drank the poison as soon as he raised his neck, it was useless for her to scream and cry.

She decided to go to the temple to offer a stick of incense.

With the help of the maid, Wei Ying came to the most efficacious temple in the royal city.

Wei Ying clasped her hands together on the futon, bowed devoutly, and suddenly a monk holding a porcelain vase of willow branches came over.

"This benefactor, are you troubled by how many nightmares you have at night?"

Wei Ying was shocked and said, "How does Master know?"

The monk took out willow branches from the porcelain vase and threw the water in the vase towards her.

"The benefactor has too much hostility, that's why he is disturbed by nightmares every night."

"Does the master have a way to crack it?"

"There is no solution to the knot in the heart. In the future, the benefactor must accumulate virtue and do good deeds to eliminate karma."

Wei Ying was thoughtful and asked in confusion, "Why, I have never had such a dream before?"

The master smiled: "Think about it every day, and dream at night."

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ying plucked up her courage and said, "Can I ask Master for a divination?"

On the way back, the streets were filled with the sound of firecrackers, resounding from the street to the end of the street.

It turned out that today is New Year's Day.

Wei Ying stepped out of the carriage, and said to the maid outside the carriage, "Shui Xing, come, help me see the shops on the street, are there still two prices?"

Shui Xing looked around and said to her: "Princess, there is only one kind now."

"Okay." Wei Ying smiled gratifiedly, but after a while, the smile on her lips disappeared, replaced by confusion.

Since becoming blind, her hearing has become more sensitive, and Wei Ying can feel that there are a lot fewer Wu people on this street.

After this period of rectification, the shops on the street have now canceled the special prices set for Wu Guoren, but this is only on the surface. In secret, many shops refuse to sell products to Wei Guoren. The situation of Wei Guoren, In fact, it's worse.

Because of Wei's tyranny.More and more people from the state of Wu chose to migrate to the state of Shu, including some businessmen who had settled in the state of Wei for more than ten years.However, a small number of people from the state of Wu stayed and spent 500 taels of silver to obtain the nationality of the state of Wei, planning to settle in the state of Wei for a long time.

At this time, Wei Rong's carriage team had just set off, and he was preparing to go to the original Wu country, when his carriage passed Wei Ying's carriage.

Going to Wu country is not to find any treasure at all, but...

Since that day, when he stabbed his chest with a sword, that hand began to tremble strangely, weak, and even lost the strength to lift the chopsticks. The imperial doctor in the palace was at a loss. The witch doctor said that it was his soul It was in his hands, and he went to Wu country to let the witch doctor do what he did to drive away his soul, and also to help him return to his soul.

In order to do this, the corpse of the deceased needs to be used. For this reason, he had to order people to salvage the corpse for several nights, fish out the corpse that sank in the river, put it in a red sandalwood box, and transport it to Wuzhou with him. country.

Wei Ying poked her face out of the car window and looked left and right. The box was only a few feet away from her, but she didn't see anything in her big unfocused eyes.

"Shui Xing, why are there so many people passing by outside?" Wei Ying asked in confusion.

"Eh..." Shui Xing recognized the carriages and horses in the palace, but said nothing.

In the sky, pieces of pure white snowflakes fluttered, like catkins or goose feathers, getting bigger and bigger, and soon, the ground became white, and the wheels ran over, forming shallow ruts.

Wei Rong's chariot and horse team went outside the city, and when they passed a muddy road, the wheels were suddenly stuck in the frozen soil, no matter how hard they whipped the horses, they couldn't move forward.

"Really, what the hell." The coachman complained, and called a few palace servants to push the cart together. After pushing for a long time, he still lost some strength, so he said to Wei Rong, "Your Majesty, I have to excuse you for a while." Come down."

Wei Rong got off the horse, immediately a palace man held an umbrella for him, his eyes glanced at the mahogany box again.Slightly narrowed his eyes:

"Are you playing tricks on everything? Why can't you live after death?"

"One, two, three, one, two, three." The palace people grunted and pushed the carriage. After pushing for a long time, they finally pushed the stuck wheels over, but the road after that was downhill, and the palace people just reached out to wipe Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the car actually started to slip, and the palace people hurriedly chased after him, but at this time the horse also started to run, pulling the car and running straight ahead, the car ran faster and faster, and the palace people chased after him at all. Unexpectedly, there was a river not far ahead, and a thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the river. As soon as the horse stepped on it, people and cars fell directly into the river.

Wei Rong almost exploded with anger.

The palace people on the side turned pale with fright, knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and shouted: "Damn the slave! Die the slave!"

"They're all a bunch of idiots! Waste!" Wei Rong was furious, stomping his feet angrily, almost hysterical.

In this place where there is no village and no shop behind, it is impossible to buy a new carriage.In the end, Wei Rong could only ride a horse. When he was sitting on the horse, he always saw the lipstick box intentionally or unintentionally. Whenever he saw it, he felt his heart trembling and panicked...

People in the know are talking quietly, saying that it is the people in the red box who are taking revenge, maybe the people have turned into ghosts.

"Ah chirp, ah chirp." Wei Ying sneezed twice, before she could react, a large cloak was draped over her shoulders.

"Be careful of catching a cold." A familiar voice wanted to hear.

"Thank you." Wei Ying turned her head and smiled at him, although she couldn't see his face clearly.

Wei Ying said: "Recently, I always dream that you are in trouble. Every day, my heart is up and down, and my mind is restless. Why do you always make me feel so disturbed when you are clearly by my side?"

The man was slightly taken aback, licked his lips, but did not speak.

"If only I could see it." Wei Ying said, "I didn't see you like this, it's strange to miss you, can you, let me touch your face?" Wei Ying said with one hand Stretching towards his face slowly, he hurriedly avoided, and said coldly: "No."

"What's wrong?" Wei Ying asked puzzled.

"No way, no way." His voice was cold.

Wei Ying smiled inexplicably.

"why are you laughing?"

Wei Ying shook her head and said with a half smile but not a smile:

"Today, I went to the temple to burn incense and asked the master for a trigram. Guess what I asked for?"

(End of this chapter)