Guan Qingyan looked at the magician approaching her calmly, waved her hand and said, "It's just to keep you here, why bother with violence? I can just sit down."
As expected, Guan Qingyan sat back in her chair in full view of everyone: "Madam Sun, won't you let your men serve another cup of tea?"
Sun Yue looked at Guan Qingyan with a solemn look in her eyes. Guan Qingyan's reaction was too calm, so calm that it was incomprehensible.
Sun Yue could only wave her hand and said, "Serve Miss Guan tea, good tea!"
Before Xuan Jingsi's tea was served, a scream came from the backyard. Someone shouted, "Enemy attack, be careful..."
The man hadn't finished shouting when the warning stopped abruptly. The sorcerers guarding the hall simultaneously drew their weapons and turned to the door. Guan Qingyan said, "Is Madam Sun's tea not here yet?"
Sun Yue shouted angrily, "Did you do this?"
Guan Qingyan smiled and said, "I'm in the living room, and Lu Xiaoying and the others are also under your surveillance. What can we do?"
Guan Qingyan looked at Sun Yue with a half-smile: "I know who is causing trouble, but you don't; I can let you find the evil spirits hidden in the crowd in a short time, but you have to screen all your subordinates one by one. This is why I dare to sit here."
Nangong Ling said coldly: "Throw Guan Qingyan out. I want to see if the evil spirit will go to her first."
Before Guan Qingyan could speak, four or five warlocks had already used grappling techniques to grab Guan Qingyan's limbs. I just ordered Guazier to stand up, but I saw that the warlocks who rushed in seemed to be blocked by something one meter away. Four eagle claw-like palms were held in the air at the same time, and no one could move forward.
Guan Qingyan smiled nonchalantly and said, "The God of Wealth is good at defense. If you want to capture me, you'd better show some real skills."
Sun Yue hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Someone, send Miss Guan away."
Although the fighting was still going on in the backyard, the sorcerer in the front hall was very polite and respectfully escorted Guan Qingyan to the door. After Guan Qingyan stepped out of the door, she said, "Madam Sun, please stay. The evil spirit is on a person with a blue dragon tattoo. I hope I can help you, Madam Sun."
"It's him!" Sun Yue's face suddenly changed. She hurriedly greeted Guan Qingyan and immediately led people to the backyard.
Guan Qingyan walked back to the house calmly until she closed the door. Suddenly, she seemed to have lost all her strength and leaned against the door. Guan Qingyan wanted to stand up, but her legs seemed unable to support her body and kept sliding down.
Guan Qingyan was extremely nervous just now, but she had been pretending to be calm. Now that she suddenly relaxed, she naturally felt exhausted.
Shen Fengyin, who was waiting nearby, rushed over and supported Guan Qingyan, and helped her into the house.
When I followed her in, the first thing I saw was Lu Xiaoying, who was covered in blood. Xiao Baitang had already cut open Lu Xiaoying's clothes and was using a needle to sew up the wound on her arm. Lu Xiaoying, who was pale, said with trembling bloodless lips, "What happened?"
Guan Qingyan replied: "Fortunately, I have succeeded in my mission and have deceived Sun Yue. I guess she will send someone over soon."
Lu Xiaoying nodded and said, "Qingyan, help me put on my makeup so they don't notice."
Guan Qingyan took out her makeup bag, wiped the blood off Lu Xiaoying's face with a silk scarf, and lightly applied foundation on her.
Lu Xiaoying never wears makeup. The first time I saw her wearing makeup, it was to cover up her serious injuries!
At this moment, I figured out a lot of things.
Lu Xiaoying asked Xiao Baitang to keep watch in order to arrange this negotiation. The most suitable person among them for negotiation was Guan Qingyan. After all, she was the president of Guan Group and the eldest daughter of the Guan family who was invincible in the business world. Only she could suppress Sun Yue's momentum.
However, this kind of negotiation requires someone to build momentum for Guan Qingyan. Lu Xiaoying and her team's mission is to desperately repel the evil spirits and give Sun Yue the illusion that Lu Xiaoying's side has the upper hand.
There was no link in the whole plan that was absolutely safe. As long as one of them failed, the whole game would be lost. Lu Xiaoying and Guan Qingyan had put their lives in each other's hands.
I let Guazi'er lean towards Lu Xiaoying. Her ten fingers were all bandaged, but blood was still dripping from her fingers. Her originally slender fingers were so swollen that they could not be put together. Lu Xiaoying had used the Heaven-Defying Hand more than once, otherwise she would not have expected the evil spirit to attack, let alone the key to breaking the situation.
I subconsciously wanted to pull Lu Xiaoying's hand over to check her injury, but Guazi'er stuck out his tongue and licked Lu Xiaoying's fingers. Guazi'er had just licked twice when Lu Xiaoying suddenly slapped Guazi'er in the face with her back hand: "You big pervert, it's you again! Guazi'er never licks people like this."
I was startled and tried to run away, but Lu Xiaoying shouted, "Don't run!"
After I stopped obediently, Lu Xiaoying said, "You didn't stay outside and sneaked out, right? It's good that you sneaked out. In the past few days, I have calculated several times in succession, and I feel more and more that something is wrong. The sudden appearance of the magic box must have another mystery."
"I deliberately pointed the finger at Prajna Temple. One reason is that I do have some doubts about Prajna Temple. Another reason is to increase psychological pressure on Sun Yue and force her to cooperate with us temporarily."
Lu Xiaoying took a deep breath and said, "I have been thinking about this plan for two days, and finally found an opportunity. As long as we can unite our forces, we can guarantee temporary safety."
Lu Xiaoying's voice suddenly sank: "Wu Zhao, I know you are worried about your two lovers, one big and one small, but you are also in danger over there. Don't worry about our affairs!"
Xiao Baitang came over, grabbed Guazi'er's paw and shook it: "Brother Wu Zhao, be careful. You don't need to worry about us. With Sister Xiaoying here, we will definitely be able to defeat Xuanjingsi. You should go back quickly!"
I controlled Guazi'er and nodded. Just as I was about to exit Guazi'er's consciousness, Lu Xiaoying suddenly said, "This decisive battle is on the periphery. You must win! Otherwise, you will be sorry for the two women who fought for you."
Guan Qingyan suddenly said, "There are three!"
When I looked up at Lu Xiaoying, she suddenly took off her shoes and hit Guazi'er on the head: "Get out!"
Before I could even withdraw from Guazi'er's consciousness, I was hit by the sole of a shoe and fell back to my original form with stars in front of my eyes.
Although my body was not injured, the first thing I did after returning was to reach out and touch my eye socket. Why was Lu Xiaoying so violent? Didn't she know that she was actually hitting Guazier? I was just a little hurt at most, but Guazier's eye socket might have been swollen.
No! Lu Xiaoying loves Guazi the most. She wants to hug him to sleep. Even if she wants to hit Guazi, she won't hit him in the face with her shoe sole. What does she want to tell me
Eyes? Soles
Lu Xiaoying hit me in the eyes with his shoe. Was he telling me that “evil is right in front of us”
The soles of the shoes, do they mean "evil is underground"
I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the dragon-praising stele.
At this time, Monk Zhihui came over and asked, "Mr. Wu, what's going on over there?"
I shook my head and said, "The situation is not optimistic. The magic box exploded over there, and the Xuanjing Division suffered heavy losses."
Zhi Hui asked anxiously, "What about my senior brothers?"
"My telepathy is not with birds, so I didn't see what happened in the Prajna Temple." I stood up and said, "Master, I want to ask you something. After the magic box was sealed in the Demon Burning Pond, was it always guarded by the monks of the Prajna Temple?"
Zhihui nodded and said, "You can say that! The brothers in the temple are actually just praying for the souls of the dead in the manor, and the so-called guarding is just a side job."
I couldn't help but be surprised and said, "As far as I know, there were less than a hundred masters who died in the manor that year. How could it take so long to liberate the souls of the dead?"
The Buddhist magic power to liberate the souls of the dead is unmatched in the art of magic. Even if the sorcerer who died in the manor was filled with resentment, and there were monks from the Prajna Temple to help, it would not be possible to use fifty years to liberate the dead.
Zhihui shook his head and said, "The uncles who went to pray for the dead at first also thought so. Unexpectedly, after they sent away the fellows who were killed, all kinds of wronged souls appeared in the manor one after another. Those uncles and brothers could only pray for the dead in the same way. It was not until ten years ago that the number of dead souls in the manor gradually decreased. Starting from five years ago, the dead souls no longer appeared. But for safety reasons, the uncles had people continue to guard the manor for another five years."
I asked again: "Where do all those undead come from?"
"Under the Demon Burning Pond." Zhihui said seriously, "We have always suspected that those undead spirits were released by the magic box. The monks in charge of salvation have also tried to communicate with them, but even if the undead spirits have already eliminated their resentment and can ascend to heaven, they can't remember how they got to the manor."
Monk Zhihui hesitated for a moment before continuing, "The senior brother in charge of saving the dead once made a guess that the magic box is actually a passage to hell, and every time it is opened, it will attract evil spirits from hell."
"However, this speculation was immediately denied by the elders of the temple, and the brother was punished to face the wall and reflect on his mistakes. Since then, no one has mentioned similar statements again."
I couldn't help but frown when I heard this. In fact, the monk's guess might not be wrong. Maybe the magic box is really connected to a certain space, and that space is probably under the Songlong Stele.
I stood up and walked around the yard. "Maybe our initial direction was wrong. We just focused on the place where the magic box was unearthed, but didn't pay attention to other factors."
Ye Jin couldn't help but ask: "What other factors did you mention?"
I looked up at the top of the mountain behind the courtyard: "Perhaps, I should take a look at what the so-called real dragon in the mountain is!" (To be continued)