The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 224 Be nice to him, just a little more (2)
Zhao Tongyang picked up a stack of talisman papers and handed them to him: "As long as I set up formations around this house, this evil spirit will naturally be cured... However, your house is spacious and grand, and there are only two of us, father and daughter, with four hands, and we are too busy. So the butler Lao Fan assigned the yellow talisman, as long as it was pasted on the door frame and the window."

Zhao Ling stood silently by the side, listening to her father's nonsense, the other party believed it completely, and really took the stack of yellow talismans...

As soon as Zhao Tongyang and others left, they led the way out of the villa and formed formations in four directions: east, south, west, and north.

The Qimen Formation is different from the Talisman Formation. It needs to go through many complicated procedures and calculations to form the formation. The power of the formation is related to the caster. In order to successfully suppress the snake ghost, Zhao Tongyang was so nervous that his forehead was covered with sweat.

He stood in the center and pinched his fingers, calculated the position through solar terms, heavenly stems, and earthly branches. He took out the black dog blood he brought in advance, dipped it in with a brush, and then squatted down on the ground, chanting a symbol with words in his mouth.

Zhao Ling's gaze fell on him, found a free space and sat down quietly without speaking.

What Zhao Tongyang is currently deploying is the Zhao family's "Prisoning Ghosts and Transforming Evils" formation. If it succeeds, it will not only imprison the snake ghost, but also greatly weaken her spiritual power. Out of shape.

But it is obvious that Zhao Tongyang is not a "sophisticated" person, at best he can only restrain the other party temporarily, and in order to prevent her from breaking free from the formation and escaping, Zhao Tongyang asked the housekeeper to paste yellow talismans all over the ventilation of the villa just now.

In the dim room, Chu Xinmeng was lying on the soft bed, her face looked whiter and weirder under the weak light.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, she moved uncomfortably, and subconsciously probed her forehead, only to find that the sweat was abnormally cold.

There was something wrong with Chu Xinmeng, but she couldn't figure out why, until the maid held a few yellow talismans and pushed her door open.

"What's that?" Chu Xinmeng squinted her eyes, and her voice was rustling like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

The maid was originally afraid of her, but seeing her look getting worse day by day, she became even more frightened, and said, "Uncle Fan ordered to come down, saying that the Taoist priests outside made it up."

Taoist priest?

After hearing this, Chu Xinmeng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What Taoist priest?"

Maid: "He came here by himself today, and said he wanted to show Fengshui to this house. I heard Uncle Fan called him Zhenren Zhao."

Chu Xinmeng's face darkened, and she knew it was Zhao Tongyang.

This kid, his father wasn't born when she was walking in the rivers and lakes, but now Zhao Tongyang is still incompetent at his age, if she wants to kill him, it's easier than crushing an ant, where did he have the guts to come to his door to die?

"Where is Feng Heide?" She was furious, her eyes flushed with anger.

The servant shook his head: "I haven't seen Mr. Feng all morning."

Killing intent flashed across Chu Xinmeng's eyes, and then he asked, "Where's Dad?"

Servant: "Master is in the company."

Chu Xinmeng paused for a moment, and said sharply: "You inform my father that Steward Fan has let a lunatic into the house, and it will be bad for me, so let him come back as soon as possible!"

The servant was startled at first, and after responding, he glanced at the talisman paper in his hand, walked quickly to the window, and was about to touch it...

"What are you doing?!" Chu Xinmeng scolded hysterically.

The talisman in the servant's hand fell to the ground, and he looked back at her: "Yes, Uncle Fan ordered..."

"Take it away, do you listen to him or to me?" Chu Xinmeng stared at her with a ferocious expression.

The servant trembled: "Of course I listen to Miss."

I don't know when, a few dark clouds floated in the sky, covering the originally bright sunshine for a while.

The light rain fell immediately, Zhao Tongyang looked up at the sky, and finally completed the last step.

After exchanging glances with Zhao Ling, the father and daughter walked into the room slowly.

The footsteps of "dong dong" sounded again, and they bumped into the maid who was going upstairs and downstairs.

The maid held the yellow talisman in her hand, and obviously she didn't paste it on Chu Xinmeng's room.

"What's going on?" Fan Shu frowned and asked.

The maid looked up at Zhao Tongyang, who was dressed as a Taoist priest, with a square face and thick eyebrows, and said a little timidly, "Young lady won't allow you to post."

After hearing this, Zhao Tongyang frowned immediately: "How can this work? If the yellow talisman is not pasted, the evil spirit in the house will not go away. Wasn't my busy work just now in vain?"

Uncle Fan took a step forward: "Miss is in the room? I'll persuade her."

Zhao Tongyang followed the trend.

Uncle Fan knocked lightly on the door, waited for the answer to come from the door, and then pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, a strong ghostly aura wafted into his nostrils. Zhao Ling couldn't help covering his nose, opened his yin and yang eyes, and entered together with his father.

The bedroom was dim, and all the light was covered by dark purple curtains. There was only a small wall lamp for lighting in the dark surroundings. The light was dim, and it slowly shone on the murals on the side, making the whole space extraordinarily weird for a while.

Chu Xinmeng was lying on the bed without moving, the heavy quilt wrapped her from head to tail, only half of her head was exposed, and then she said in the quilt muffledly: "Uncle Fan, who is he, how can you let him be so casually?" A stranger entered the house?"

Uncle Fan replied respectfully: "Miss, this is Zhenren Zhao, who is quite famous in the Fengshui circle, and he came here this time to show us Fengshui."

Chu Xinmeng paused, her tone was weak: "It's just a charlatan, kick him out."

Uncle Fan looked embarrassed, if he was an unknown feng shui master, he would drive him out, but Mr. Zhao Tongyang Yin Yang is well-known in the industry, and he heard people say, don't offend anyone, or you will be moved by others. Once you move your home, you don't even know how you died.

Uncle Fan didn't dare to act rashly, and Zhao Tongyang didn't intend to pay attention to him, so he went to the window and opened the curtain with a "shua".

Looking at the gloomy sky and the drizzle outside, Zhao Tongyang sighed. If it was a sunny day, the effect would be better than now.

However, it is better to have light than no light, as a few rays of light penetrated into the room, Chu Xinmeng pulled the quilt tightly around her body, and said angrily, "Pull it up! Quickly pull it up!"

Uncle Fan was taken aback, and hurried up to stop it, but saw Zhao Tongyang stick the yellow talisman on the glass with a "slap", and he also became angry: "Zhao Zhenzhen, since the lady has opened the mouth... please go out, Feng Shui We will make a decision after the master comes back."

(End of this chapter)