The spells in the immortal world are all left by the predecessors. In addition to the basic ones that are widely circulated, there are many secret spells that have never been announced to the world.
One of the reasons why the Tiandao Palace can become the leader of several major factions is because their bookstores collect many rare spells in the world. And in order to monopolize power, these spells will only be passed on to the closed disciples of Tiandao Palace.
Soul-moving, is one of them.
Shen Wanqing finally knew why Feng Yaoqing and others reacted like this when they saw the content of the letter, I am afraid they guessed that this matter might have something to do with Tiandao Palace.
But the strange thing is that although Tiandao Palace has done a lot of tricks behind the scenes over the years, it is still doing good deeds to subdue demons and eliminate demons for the benefit of the common people.
Shen Wanqing felt that this was mostly a personal vendetta.
"Although I don't know what plans this disciple of Tiandao Palace has, since their people are here, you should be more cautious on weekdays." Ji Feichen reminded in a low voice, "Don't use that blood-burning technique again. , so as not to arouse suspicion.”
Shen Wanqing understood this truth.
She glanced at the bed not far away, the prefect's wife, who was not a ghost or a ghost, and fell into deep thought: "Since this body contains the soul of a mouse, the lady's soul should be..."
"On the mouse." Feng Ruoqing thought thoughtfully, "It can be seen that the person who cast this spell should hate the prefect's wife very much."
hate...
When Shen Wanqing sounded, he had heard someone say that when the prefect's wife was crazy a few days ago, she grabbed the arm of the young master Xu Ziyin in the mansion, and insisted that he wanted to kill herself.
Coupled with such a big incident in his own house, it is very strange that this young master can still search for flowers and willows like no one else.
So when Jiang Shujun came to give him mung bean soup to cool off the summer heat, Shen Wanqing asked, "You have been here for a long time, have you heard the rumor that the eldest young master of the prefect's manor and his wife were at odds?"
Jiang Shujun: "To be honest, there are no rumors of a harmonious relationship between these two people in the small magazines."
It turned out that this Xu Ziyin was not the real son of the eldest lady, but was adopted in her name.
The prefect turned out to be just a poor scholar. After marrying the daughter of a hunter outside Shili Village, his hometown, he gave birth to a son, and then went to Beijing to take the exam.
Not long after he entered Beijing, the poor scholar was attracted by the wealthy Zheng family at the time. He felt that he was talented, so he spent money to train him and help him gain fame.
Sure enough, the poor scholar was very promising, and he immediately won the favor of the emperor.
So the Zheng family wanted to marry their daughter to him.
The prefect rejected the Zheng family's good intentions, saying that he actually already has a wife and children who are hot on the stove, and it is not suitable to marry your daughter, but I will repay the kindness, but the way of repaying the kindness is not necessarily by marrying someone else's daughter as a wife, right
As soon as the Zheng family heard it, they said: It's okay, we are very open, you can make your original wife a concubine, we don't mind.
When the prefect heard that the original wife was a concubine, it was unreasonable to say that it would ruin my reputation, so he firmly rejected the Zheng family's kindness, and then sent someone back to his hometown to pick up his wife and children to live in the capital.
As a result, as soon as I rushed home, I found that my original wife had disappeared without knowing why, leaving only one child crying next door.
So the prefect took the child back, and after a few years, under pressure from all parties, he married the daughter of the Zheng family as his wife, and then adopted the child in her name.
The Zheng family thought to themselves, "It's fine. Anyway, when my daughter gives birth to a son, I will throw this child out to fend for itself."
As a result, I didn't expect that the prefect's wife was weak and could not give birth to a child.
So he could only raise Xu Ziyin as his own son, but the more he raised him, the more angry he became, so the two of them pulled their hair and fought each other in the house every day.
The prefect's wife was out of temper, and her words were not forgiving.
Xu Ziyin is a single seedling. He is arrogant and arrogant, and his temper is even more violent, and he speaks with dirty words.
Only the prefect is suffering, because he is the only one who is more shy and can't swear loudly, which is really a disadvantage. So he was the first to arrive at the court every day, and the last to leave the court. If he had nothing to do, he would drag the emperor to the imperial study to chat for a while, which made the emperor very annoying.
The emperor felt that it was because of your family discord that I got up earlier than the chicken every day, and I would be detained by you when I retired. I will give you a salary, and I will give you a big house to live in. Why should you suffer this grievance
Then he waved his hand and asked him to go back to his hometown to be the prefect, as long as he didn't come to court, he could say anything.
So the family started pulling their hair from the capital, all the way to Rongcheng.
But the neighbors felt that in this case, the prefect had not yet taken a concubine, so he must have true love for his wife, so he made up countless beautiful stories to praise love.
In fact, the prefect persuaded the bald head to fight every day. When he thought that if a concubine came in, it would change from a two-person fight to a three-person quarrel, and I felt a headache.
So I haven't had a wife anymore.
After hearing about this chaotic family relationship, Shen Wanqing felt a little pain in her brain. She briefly summarized the information and wrote a secret letter to Ji Feichen to let them worry about it.
As a salted fish, as long as it has nothing to do with the main quest, she only needs to be responsible for eating mung bean cake paralyzed in the room.
As a result, in the afternoon, Shen Wanqing found that her salted fish life had been ruined.
Before it got dark, she heard a knock on the door.
She wondered why Xie Wuyan had come to look for the pillow so early recently, and walked to the door to open it.
As soon as the door was opened, he saw Xu Ziyin leaning against the door in a very coquettish posture, with one hand supporting his head, and his left foot resting on top of his right foot.
It's very much like the greasy pose of a man playing cool in modern times with a rose in his mouth.
Shen Wanqing was a little suffocated: "Xu Gongzi, what's the matter with you?"
"Miss Shen, the other day, I was the one who offended you." Xu Ziyin coughed, raised her head forty-five degrees to look at the moon, and made a feeling of being a gentleman in love, "Although your identity is different now, in my eyes, it is still the same. As ever."
Shen Wanqing: "…"
"boom"
Before she could react, Xu Ziyin stretched out her hand and propped it on the door panel next to Shen Wanqing, raised her eyes, and looked like a great lover, and deliberately suppressed her voice into a bubble voice: "You are willing to give me one, the one that is close to you. any chance?"
Shen Wanqing: "No way."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Ziyin expressed his affection, "I am willing to wait, and I am willing to let you see my sincerity."
When you're done, slap your hand.
Immediately behind him, two rows of servants rushed out, holding trays of gold and silver jewelry in their hands, which looked very dazzling.
"As long as you are willing to give me a chance, these are all yours." Xu Ziyin said.
Shen Wanqing felt very moved when she saw so many jewels.
So she pushed Xu Ziyin out very excitedly.
But Xu Ziyin is still very persistent, and he has already run back and forth several times from one afternoon to the evening.
He insisted that the reason why he was rejected must be that the gift he gave was not good enough.
After he stood at the door with jewelry, rouge, clothes, etc. and shouted loudly, Shen Wanqing took a deep breath and decided to give Xu Ziyin a sound-locking spell and a sleeping spell.
But the last time, Xu Ziyin launched a food attack: "Miss Shen, it's almost night, I asked the kitchen to make some rabbit buns and sour plum soup to cool off the heat."
Shen Wanqing rarely got up and opened the door: "Okay, you can come in."
Hearing this, Xu Ziyin immediately walked towards the house happily, and then was pushed out by Shen Wanqing against her shoulder.
"Wait, I mean, the little rabbit bun and the sour plum soup can come in." After Shen Wanqing finished speaking, she closed the door mercilessly.
There is nothing wrong with the food.
Shen Wanqing entered the room, and respectfully picked up a small rabbit bag, and was about to bite it down, but before she had time to bite, she heard another knock on the door.
...Crap, she's so violent.
Shen Wanqing was annoyed, she stood up angrily, and said aggressively: "Sir, I'll say it again for the last time, the most annoying thing in my life is a big man running into the girl's room over and over again, so if there is another time—"
When he opened the door, he found that it was Xie Wuyan.
He looked at himself with that expression of wanting to laugh or not, and slowly raised his eyebrows, as if waiting for her to continue speaking.
Shen Wanqing's words suddenly became hot.
She shivered a bit, turned a corner very sensitively, and then began to act like a spoiled child: "...if there is a next time, you don't need to knock on the door and come in directly. It's all Jianghu people who are polite. I like my brother who loves to be a guest in other people's rooms. Thank you, big brother, do you want to eat the little rabbit buns, specially reserved for you."
Xie Wuyan glanced at her expressionlessly, but didn't say a word, and walked directly into Shen Wanqing's house, glanced at the little rabbit bag, and picked one up in disgust.
Shen Wanqing continued to be a soft girl: "Try it, it's delicious."
Xie Wuyan took a bite.
The bean paste stuffing was a little greasy, so much so that his brows were wrinkled.
"It's unpalatable," he said.
Shen Wanqing didn't believe it: "I'll try it."
But the little rabbit bag was just picked up, and before it was put to his mouth, Xie Wuyan pinched his chin and raised it slightly. The other hand took the snack back and put it back on the plate.
"It's unpalatable." Xie Wuyan still had those two words.
...why don't you let others eat it when you think it's bad
Shen Wanqing felt that Xie Wuyan had become more and more domineering and unreasonable.
Then at this moment, the knock on the door rang again.
Shen Wanqing felt deeply tired.
She gritted her teeth and stood up, walked to the door, and opened it for the countless times.
Or Xu Ziyin.
His face was slightly red, with a strange shyness: "Miss Shen, I was instructed by an expert and finally understood what you need."
Shen Wanqing: "What do I need?"
Xu Ziyin held his chest with his hands: "A sincere heart."
"… "
"I wrote a poem for this," he continued.
Shen Wanqing's scalp was numb: "No need."
"I would like to hear how sincere I am," Xie Wuyan came over, put his hand on Shen Wanqing's shoulder, and pulled towards him, "Niannian?"
Xu Ziyin: "...let's forget it, I suddenly feel like I have no heart."
The author has something to say: Xu Ziyin: Why am I different from other male characters! pissed! I want to be cool too!