A quarter of an hour later, Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian were in the courtyard.
Sun Shaozong raised his leg and was about to enter the main room, when he saw Jia Lian's face was full of jealousy, and he couldn't hide it, so he stopped again and cupped his hands at him: "Or, second brother, you should go in and look for it. , as long as you don't inhale too much of the medicine, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Just after seeing Wang Xifeng's body, she turned to turn over her bed again, no wonder Jia Lian was so jealous.
but…
No matter how jealous he was, when he thought that he might go crazy like Wang Xifeng and Baoyu, Jia Lian shook his head like a rattle: "Erlang, even if you go in and search, you are a serious 'star descended to the world'. Don't be afraid of such evil spells, my brother and my bones may not be able to withstand it."
Although Sun Shaozong has always emphasized that the two were not poisoned by evil, but seeing the paper figurine with green face and white hair, most people still thought of ghosts and ghosts.
Since Jia Lian had such an attitude, Sun Shaozong didn't bother to do anything else. He was about to pick the curtain to enter the door, but heard Ping'er say, "Let the servant lead Master Sun in."
Having said that, he leaned over to Jia Lian again and muttered a few words in a low voice.
Jia Lian nodded hurriedly and praised: "Made, make, no wonder she loves you the most on weekdays, you really are loyal to the Lord!"
Since he had already agreed, Ping'er picked up the curtain and entered the living room first.
Sun Shaozong also hurriedly followed, and when the curtain fell, the two looked at each other, but they were like dry wood and blazing fire!
To say that the two colluded and became an adulterer was actually before Li Wan, but until now, there is still only one dew marriage.
Especially Ping'er, who is every three to five, always has to listen to a cat's sigh of spring, and the restlessness in his heart is far better than Li Wan's.
After all, Ping'er is a cautious person, no matter how excited he is, he doesn't dare to rush directly to comfort the pain of lovesickness, only biting his lower lip lightly, and tremblingly said: "Sun... "
The tone was lingering and resentful, and the voice was ambiguous and sweet, as if to weave an invisible big net to wrap Sun Shaozong firmly, as if he could never escape.
Sun Shaozong's heart swayed when he heard it, and the evil fire that had just been calmed down, then jumped up again.
With a slender waist and swaying hips and legs, Ping'er led him to the side door in the northwest corner, and suddenly raised his voice: "Please also ask Master Sun to wait here for a while, and let me go in and simply clean up."
Hearing her shouting so hard, how did Sun Shaozong not know that she was actually speaking to Jia Lian
He glanced back and saw that there was a Duobaozhuan covering the direction of the gate, Sun Shaozong did not hesitate and followed Ping'er into the room.
After entering the door, a large pink curtain first came into view. I don't know what fabric it was made of. It was as thin as fog and light as a cloud. There were also six orange palace lanterns hanging around it, all of which must have been lit at night. Must be very sentimental.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xifeng is domineering all day long, but the place to sleep this night is full of girlish heart.
Ping'er kept walking, opened the curtain and got in, as if she had to pack something.
Sun Shaozong also followed curiously, but saw her walking to the bedside, first picking up two women's close-fitting clothes, and then digging out a booklet from under the pillow, and then swept it into the bedside cabinet.
It turned out that Fang Caiping was outside and told Jia Lian these things...
But he said that Ping'er turned around and saw that Sun Shaozong was staring at the cabinet, so he said coquettishly: "Why, it's not enough to see people, and you want to play with these clothes too?"
It was superfluous to say anything at this time. Sun Shaozong rubbed her into his arms without hesitation. After a lot of wasted time on Meng Lang, he hurriedly turned over under the bed.
When the five ghost paper figurines were found, Ping'er obediently prepared the furoshiki.
Sun Shaozong wrapped them all together, and waited for Ping'er to calm down before returning to the yard reluctantly.
As soon as Jia Lian saw the two of them come out with their bags, she took a few steps back, and then she said vigilantly, "Erlang, you... you must look carefully, and don't leave any ghosts or ghosts."
It was as if he could see a ghost.
But Sun Shaozong didn't bother to explain anything to him, so he waved the package at him and said, "Let's go, go and see Concubine Zhao's side, did you ask anything."
Mrs. Wang originally wanted Sun Shaozong to interrogate Aunt Zhao, but Jia Zheng still had some incense love with her after all - otherwise, with so many aunts in the house, she would not be the only one who gave birth to a son and a daughter.
So he just took the errand and dragged Concubine Zhao into the raider's house on the spot, to force him to ask what happened.
However, it took Sun Shaozong and others about half an hour to come and go, but when he returned to the Yihong Courtyard, Jia Zheng was still lingering in it.
Therefore, Sun Shaozong, at the request of Madam Wang, went to visit Baoyu and Wang Xifeng. Because they were afraid that the ghosts in the back room would not disperse, the two brothers and sisters set up a floor in the living room.
When Sun Shaozong entered the door, he didn't know who took the cotton wool out of their mouths, and they heard one of them shouting 'kill, kill' and the other shouting 'I'm going to die'. .
Anyway, idle is idle, Sun Shaozong carefully inspected Baoyu's pupils, mouth, and the body's response to external stimuli.
The result of the inspection was better than expected—at least it was much better than that of Chen Bo.
This is probably because both of them are plotting in the middle of taking a nap. After all, it is not as long and poisonous as the night.
I briefly explained the situation to Mother Jia and Madam Wang. Although the two of them didn't understand everything, they couldn't stop chanting Amitabha Buddha.
At this moment, the big maid, Yuanyang, who was beside Jia's mother, suddenly came in and reported that the second master finally came out of the Xiren's house.
The crowd hurried out to meet him again.
When he arrived at the courtyard, he saw Jia Zheng's face with a blue face, and glared angrily at Madam Wang before gritting his teeth, "I've already asked, it's all Baoyu's mother-in-law who picks things up and wants to get rid of this confusion. The mother-in-law made money in her hands, and then instructed her to do such a bloody bastard!"
Speaking, he couldn't help but glared at Madam Wang again: "I said earlier, don't provoke these pretenders, but you want to recognize him as a godmother. Now it's better to recognize such a kind of revenge!"
When Mrs. Wang heard that it was Dao Po Ma who used magic to harm people, she felt ashamed and annoyed, but she didn't dare to refute any more, she just hurriedly said: "Since it's Ma Gan... It was the witch Ma, so the lord doesn't hurry to send it. People took her, so that Baoyu and Lian's daughter-in-law could return to their places as soon as possible!"
"I don't need you to tell me!"
Jia Zheng flicked his sleeves, but he stepped forward and bowed his hands to Sun Shaozong, and said politely: "My nephew, I shouldn't have bothered you any more, but that witch is not very personable, I'm afraid I can only favor you."
Mother Jia and Madam Wang also hurriedly stepped forward and talked politely to him, apparently thinking that only a master like him who 'descended to the earth' could live in Dao Ma.
This has been said a dozen times, it is not evil but poisoning, but they are still...
Sun Shaozong was speechless. Seeing that he couldn't understand science, he didn't bother to spend any more time. He asked carefully about the residence of Dao Po Ma, and asked Jia Zheng to call six or seven brave and careful servants. The government, go and catch the Daoist Ma who pretends to be a ghost.