When the time came, Zong Yi succeeded in summoning Zhaoyuan's soul into his body according to Zhaoyuan's explanation.
Zong Yi eagerly asked about the situation after Zhaoyuan Yuanshen came out of his body.
Zhaoyuan told Zong Yi all the time, Zong Yi was dumbfounded.
Zong Yi: "Unexpectedly, the Devil Realm is so weird, the real and the real, the true and the false, it is really unpredictable."
Zhaoyuan: "There are so many things you didn't expect. Go and find Lady Weed, and follow me to the blacksmith's guest room upstairs."
Zong Yi found the Weed Lady.
Meimei, Qinqin, and Muhua also came together.
Everyone curiously followed Zhaoyuan to the blacksmith's guest room.
Zhaoyuan opened the pillow towel, and everyone saw the man's head on the wooden pillow.
Moving away the wooden pillow, I saw the woman's head on the bed.
Zhaoyuan explained the meaning of this group of paintings.
The lady of the wild grass was very angry: "This was painted by a conscientious person who made it difficult for him to die."
Zhao Yuan cast a shadow curse on this group of paintings.
After a while, the picture on the wooden sleeper and the picture on the bed board disappeared.
Zhaoyuan: "Okay, it's okay now.
Mrs. Boss, you can keep an eye on you from now on, and don't let people do scribbling. "
Since then, the Yecaodian has established a rule: "Scribbling is not allowed."
Zhao Yuan took out the wooden box under the bed and talked about the relationship between the painting in the wooden box and the ping-pong sound in the wood room.
Everyone hadn't heard any ping-pong-pong sound in the firewood room, so they didn't have much interest in the wooden boxes.
Zhao Yuan lifted the corresponding curse: "It's okay. Madam boss, this wooden box belongs to your house, right."
Lady Yecao: "I don't have this wooden box in my house. I don't know who put it under the bed by a conscientious person."
Zhao Yuan: "From now on, you have to pay more attention and don't let the guests do anything."
After that, Lady Weed always had to look under the bed a few more times when cleaning the room.
Zhao Yuan led everyone from the blacksmith's room to the door of the chaifang.
He ordered Muhua to open the lock on the door, and everyone went into the wood shed.
Muhua saw that the blacksmith boss had fallen asleep, but he had turned over.
Previously it was facing in, now it is facing out.
Zhao Yuan: "The blacksmith's ability to turn over indicates that his mind is a little active.
Let's go upstairs to see how the humpback is going. "
Muhua unlocked the door of the building, and everyone went upstairs.
I saw the big guillotine lying on one side, humpbacked with his arms around his knees, his head on his knees, and fell asleep sitting on the floor.
The original posture of the hunchback was like this: standing stubbornly with his hands holding big guillotines, his eyes red with blood.
Zhao Yuan: "Humpback has already lifted the positioning curse on its own, and is reflecting on it.
Let him stay for a while, let's go downstairs. "
The lady of weeds had already hugged her hunchback, and shook and shouted: "Master, you wake up."
Lady Weed began to cry again.
Unexpectedly, the hunchback did not raise his head: "You don't need to cry, I'm thinking about it. You can live with whomever you want to live with, I don't care."
When the lady of weeds heard it, she cried and beat her hunchback while scribbling.
Zhao Yuan said sternly: "Boss, you don't need to cry. The cause of this is not you, but the boss."
He raised his head and looked at Zhaoyuan puzzledly: "What? She stole the man, but it's mine, isn't it?"
Zhao Yuan did not answer the hunchback's rhetorical question, and said straightforwardly: "Yes, the reason lies with you.
You poisoned the wolf cub and the she-wolf with the cub, you said, is there such a thing? "
He was blindfolded for a while, blinking his small eyes, wide open his mouth, looking at the source, not knowing what to say.
Everyone is also blinded. What is the relationship between this couple's discord and the poisonous killing of wolf cubs
Zhao Yuan asked, "You speak, is there such a thing?"
The Weed Lady whispered: "Yes, yes, there is such a thing."
Zhao Yuan: "What the hell is going on, from the beginning one by one, there must be no concealment."
The Weed Lady pushed her hunchback and urged him to speak quickly.