Sixteen underage boys and girls, dressed in blue and white floral clothes, walked briskly along the long corridor.
Pei Xuanli, the dean of Huai'an Academy, held a pointer with red tassels and silently led the way.
Pushing the door open and walking into an ordinary room, they immediately saw the lady sitting in the room.
This person was none other than Mrs. An whom they had met before. Next to Mrs. An, as always, followed a young lady.
When Mrs. An heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she immediately raised her head, looked at Pei Xuanli with surprise, and stepped forward to salute.
Pei Xuanli waved his hand and didn't say anything. He just asked people to sit back down. Then, he also found a place, sat down, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
The group of sixteen people did not dare to move rashly and stopped not far away, sitting upright.
Not long after, the door to the room opened again, and a Kun Taoist came from outside.
Blue Taoist robe, solemn Taoist bun, snow-white whisk, and expression of peace and tranquility.
Mrs. Ai stood up again in a hurry, clasped her hands together and saluted.
Kun Dao raised his eyebrows, held Tai Chi in his hands and bowed again, chanting Blessings, Infinite Heavenly Lord.
The group of sixteen people came forward at this time, bowed and said hello. After Kun Dao returned the favor, he quietly withdrew.
Mrs. An's face turned slightly pale when she saw this scene, and she wanted to slap herself twice. She suddenly remembered that she could not salute a Taoist priest with folded hands.
As if aware of Mrs. An's uneasiness, Kundao shook the snow-white whisk in his hand and said with a smile on his lips.
"This good believer, please tell me about your affairs in detail, so that I can understand a few things and make things easier for you."
Kun Dao is also called Nu Guan, which is also commonly known as female Taoist priests and Taoist nuns.
She has an average appearance and can be called ordinary. But the whole body's temperament makes people feel like they are immersed in tranquility.
Mrs. An calmed down in this feeling and slowly explained the reason.
It turned out that half a month ago, Mrs. An suddenly had a nightmare. In her nightmares, she was always on the run, but she couldn't escape and was killed by various people who couldn't see their faces clearly.
Whenever she was killed, Mrs. An would wake up from her dream with a splitting headache and pain.
Mrs. An is a daughter of an official family and has been pampered since she was a child. How can she endure such suffering? However, he surrendered within a day or two and went around asking for medical treatment.
However, the effect was not very good. Everyone claimed that they could not cure it, so they asked Mrs. An to hire another famous doctor.
Mrs. An respectfully invited the doctor out, and then continued to send people everywhere to invite famous doctors to come home.
However, it didn't take long before she discovered a fact that couldn't be ignored.
Some doctors knew the method of treatment but did not treat her.
Mrs. An was frightened by this fact, and quickly asked a doctor who was close to her privately, what kind of concerns they had.
The doctor couldn't resist, or he really couldn't watch Mrs. An being killed, so he carefully gave an answer and gave an idea.
Mrs. An's nightmare is actually man-made, and it may also be a witch with various means. If you want to remove it, you can only go to a witch who is also a witch, or a Taoist monk or other cultivator.
After hearing such a statement, Mrs. An immediately offered the doctor a large sum of money and sent him out. After seeing a few more doctors and finding that there was still no progress, he led his troops to Huai'an Academy.
Although Huai'an Academy has just been built, it has a great reputation across the country. Especially the masters in the academy all have extraordinary abilities. Wu, there are countless practitioners who can definitely solve her situation.
As soon as she arrived at Huai'an Academy, someone received Mrs. An. It's just that Mrs. An's arrival was unlucky, and all the Taoist monks and other cultivators went out together.
Mrs. An had no choice but to wait patiently in Huai'an Academy. Fortunately, she didn't know what was inside Huai'an Academy. Although she was still having nightmares, her head no longer hurt when she woke up, and her spirits were much better than before.
After hearing these words, Kun Dao nodded slightly to show that he understood.
Mrs. An looked at her nervously, not wanting to say anything like asking someone else to come out of her pale lips.
Kun Dao was no longer looking at Mrs. An. After nodding again, he waved his snow-white whisk carefully.
Mrs. An's eyes only felt blurry, and she fainted involuntarily, and her body fell downwards in accordance with gravity.
The young lady waiting on the side was startled, and she quickly stretched out her hand to support Mrs. An, and whispered worriedly.
"Madam, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"
"Good believer, don't be nervous, let your wife have a good sleep."
Kundao pursed his lips indifferently and said.
"I will take this opportunity to solve the problem and make your wife feel better."
The thirteen- or fourteen-year-old lady finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she still supported Mrs. An with a nervous look on her face.
Kundao stood up, holding lotus fingers in one hand and shaking the fly whisk in the other, walking around Mrs. An with special steps.
In just a few breaths, Mrs. An's face changed drastically, and her whole body revealed panic, fear and fear.
Kun Dao was unmoved and still stared at Mrs. An nervously. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and pulled again, seeming to pull something out of Mrs. An's body.
Zhou Baoer looked intently and saw nothing at first, but soon saw a dark shadow. It's like using a brush to draw a few random strokes on the paper and draw something with a human shape.
Kun Dao pinched the black shadow tightly with his thumb and index finger, took out a small gourd from his waist, and threw the black shadow in.
After doing this, she said to the young lady waiting on the side.
"Your wife is already well, you can wake me up."
It's healed so quickly, why does it feel like a lie!
The young lady was confused and couldn't help but think of this.
Looking at Mrs. An again, her expression has become much calmer now, and she is no longer frightened as before.
A hint of joy flashed across the young lady's face, and she thanked Kun Dao repeatedly. Then, he shook Mrs. An's body and shouted happily.
"Madam, wake up quickly, wake up quickly..."
As the little lady continued to shake, Mrs. An finally opened her eyes sleepily.
She found that she had fallen asleep without knowing it, her face turned red with shame, and she lowered her head uneasily.
Kundao sat back down and asked with a gentle expression.
"Good believer, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Mrs. An reacted immediately, moving her lips with embarrassment and said.
"Thanks to Taoist nun, I already feel much better."
Kundao nodded and continued.
"The spirit in the believer's body has been subdued and taken away by Pindao. During this period, the believer can relax."
When Mrs. An heard such words, she was startled and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. She had indeed touched something unclean. Fortunately, these Taoist priests were there, otherwise she would have been doomed.
However, she was not happy for long before she heard Kun Dao continue to speak.
"However, Pindao can only help good believers for a while, but cannot help good believers for a lifetime."
Mrs. An's body trembled and she asked with an equally trembling tone.
"Taoist nun, why do you dare to say this?"
Kun Dao smiled and said nothing, just looked at Mrs. An quietly.
Mrs. An trembled even more and continued to ask.
"Taoist nun, is there someone harming me behind the scenes? Please save my life."
Kun Dao said: "Please calm down, good believer. Pindao will naturally not leave the good believer alone."
Mrs. An showed a relieved smile and collapsed on the ground without caring about her image.
Kun Dao added: "Please sit still, good believer. I will fight with that one now."
At this time, Mrs. An finally calmed down, quickly adjusted her sitting posture, and tried to sit upright.
Kundao smiled slightly, closed his eyes slightly, held his lotus fingers and recited the mantra.
Zhou Baoer blinked his eyes gently, as if he saw countless golden lights trailing long tails emerging from Kun Dao's body. Then, it disappeared less than a foot away and went to another place.
At the same time, somewhere far away, a wizard stood up and looked into the void with a heavy face.
He snorted coldly, closed his eyes calmly, and his consciousness traveled thousands of miles away in an instant and came to Kun Dao.
Zhou Baoer rubbed his eyes and looked at the illusory male figure that suddenly appeared in front of Kun Dao. The little mouth opened slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
Kun Dao also saw this figure. He stood up gently and politely, held Tai Chi in his hands and bowed again, saying that he was blessed with infinite blessings.
Even though the illusory figure looked unkind, he still returned the salute.
Mrs. An couldn't see the illusory figure and was shocked by Kun Dao's actions. She quickly stood up with the help of the young lady and was about to salute Kun.
Kundao quickly stopped her and explained the current situation.
Mrs. An was dubious, but she could only believe Kun Dao, so she returned to her seat and sat down.
Kundao smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the illusory figure and asked.
"May I ask this good believer, why did you want to harm Mrs. An?"
The illusory figure rolled his eyes and said.
"Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty."
Kun Dao understood immediately and asked again.
"Can you ask the faithful to show mercy?"
The illusory figure shook his head decisively and said.
"Absolutely impossible."
Kundao sighed, looking helpless.
"The poor Taoist has to fight with the believers."
The illusory figure raised an eyebrow, disapproving of this.
"Come just come, who is afraid of whom?"