The tea is soft and fragrant, Fu Yi is holding the tea and is about to drink it, but unexpectedly, a scarred face suddenly appears on the water...
"Ah..." Fu Yi's eyes froze and he threw the teacup away.
"Master." The two servants guarding the door rushed in, and saw a teacup smashed to pieces on the ground under their feet, and the light-colored tea flowed on the ground. Fu Yi stood at the round table Looking at the broken cup and tea on the ground, his eyes were full of panic: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
The servant's anxious question brought Fu Yi back to his senses, and he looked around carefully, only to see that there were only two servants in the room besides him, without that scarred face, nor that scary ghost.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, a trace of exhaustion appeared in his shrewd eyes: "I'm fine..." After a pause, he said, "Clean up this place." His voice was weak.
"Yes." The two young men took the order, cleaned up the debris and residual tea on the ground as quickly as possible, and retreated respectfully.
The door was closed, and Fu Yi was the only one left in the room. An exquisite teapot was placed on the round table. If there was a faint fragrance of tea wafting from the pot, it smelled so good that people wanted to take a sip immediately, but Fu Yi He was no longer interested in tasting tea. He sat in front of the round table, looking at the teapot and the teacup in a trance: the 'ghost' had a great influence on him, even if the ghost body didn't appear in front of him, he could still see it. The phantom of the ghost...
He... can't go on like this, he wants to get rid of that ghost...
What happened after Fu Yi returned to the mansion was presented to Murong Xue in a quarter of an hour. Murong Xue looked at it, her eyes fixed, but she didn't say anything, and only ordered the secret guards to continue to monitor Fu Yi.
The next day, Murong Xue was eating iced cantaloupe in the gazebo of the Xiaoyao Palace. Murong Ye came over with a stack of investigations: "On the way here, I met a secret guard of the Palace, so I brought the investigations..."
With that said, Murong Ye sat across from Murong Xue, handed her the survey, picked up a melon and ate it.
Murong Xue took over the investigation, quickly browsed, her cold and beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
"What's wrong?" Murong Ye asked vaguely while eating the melon.
"Fu Yi went to Xiangguo Temple..." Murong Xue said leisurely.
Murong Ye was eating muskmelon, when he heard her words, he blurted out: "What is he going to Xiangguo Temple for? Exorcising ghosts..."
"Yes, he just went to Xiangguo Temple and found an eminent monk to exorcise ghosts for him..." Murong Xue replied solemnly.
Murong Ye: "..."
He was just talking casually, but Fu Yi actually went to Xiangguo Temple to find someone to exorcise ghosts...
"That ghost is fake, didn't the eminent monk of Xiangguo Temple drive him away?"
"Of course there isn't one." The eminent monk at Xiangguo Temple said that there were no ghosts around him, so how could he exorcise ghosts for him, but Fu Yi didn't believe it, and begged the eminent monk to help him. The eminent monk had no choice but to follow his request , gave him a mahogany sword, and dozens of blessed peace charms...
Murong Ye: "...".
Want peach wood sword, peace talisman...Fu Yi is really in a hurry to go to the doctor...
"The current Fu Yi is still in Xiangguo Temple?"
Murong Xue shook his head: "No, he's gone home." After returning home, Fu Yi followed the instructions of the eminent monk and pasted up the inside and outside of his room with talismans.
Murong Ye: "...Fu Yi is afraid of ghosts..."
"Yes, he is very afraid of that ghost named Mei'er." Murong Xue said in a low voice, implying something.
Murong Ye disagreed: "Everyone is afraid of ghosts..." Even if the ghost wasn't Meier, Fu Yi would probably be afraid, because the first reaction of ordinary people who have no hands to restrain a chicken is to be afraid when they see a ghost...