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Murong Hao and his wife looked at each other silently, their expressions were a little embarrassing.

Last night, Murong Hao personally tore off a talisman on the window to tease the cat.

Thinking back now, Murong Hao still feels a little dazed. On the one hand, he doesn't understand why his brain twitched, but on the other hand, he feels that he did nothing wrong.

Such a pretty kitten, why does it want to play with a spell? Which kitten is not playful!

However, in the face of real people's questioning, the couple didn't dare to tell the truth. Mrs. Murong could only mumble, "Maybe they were blown away by the night wind."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the atmosphere was awkward.

"Really, please take a look for Jia Ci first?" Murong Hao quickly changed the subject, and asked anxiously, "I don't know if Jia Ci can be saved?"

The old Mrs. Murong on the bed was put back to the lying down position again, her breath was like a silk.

Her face became even paler, her lips were faintly dark purple like ashes, and even dark purple scars began to appear on her wrists and backs of her hands.

Daoist Shangqing shook the silver fly again, with a bit of pity and detachment, walked to the bed, glanced at Mrs. Murong on the bed from head to toe, and said with a sigh: "The old man of your mansion People are dying."

Meaning, people are dying.

The two maidservants serving the old lady trembled delicately, and lowered their heads palely. If there is an emergency, the old lady...

Mrs. Murong's complexion changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked: "Really, is there any other way you can save my mother-in-law?"

Murong Hao also stared at Master Shangqing without blinking, his whole body was tense, his pupils were filled with extremely complex emotions, including nervousness, restlessness, sadness, and even a trace of fear.

"Forget it, send the Buddha to the west." Master Shangqing said, walking towards the big case in front of the window.

His Daoist immediately took out the talisman paper, Langhao brush and special talisman ink, and placed them on the big case. At the same time, Mrs. Murong sent back all the servants in the house.

The room was silent, only the remaining talisman by the window was rustling by the wind.

Daoist Shangqing took the pen and ink, and drew a very complicated new talisman like flowing clouds and flowing water, and then ordered Daotong to slap the talisman on the heart of Mrs. Murong.

The Taoist talisman seemed to be alive, and ripples swayed on the talisman paper, making the winding runes on it reveal a strange and mysterious atmosphere.

Murong Hao and his wife stared at the old lady on the bed almost holding their breath.

In the next moment, Mrs. Murong's breathing became visibly clearer to the naked eye bit by bit, and her nose moved slightly.

Her eyes were still tightly closed, the eyeballs under the eyelids were trembling, and the corners of her wrinkled mouth curled up stiffly, as if she was enduring an inhuman pain.

"This talisman can protect the heart veins and temporarily protect the life of the old lady for three hours." Master Shangqing said slowly, with neither joy nor sadness on his expression.

When Murong Hao and his wife heard the first half of the sentence, they were slightly relieved, but when they heard the second half of the sentence, their hearts suddenly rose again.

Thinking that Shangqing Daoist should have some other tricks, Murong Hao made a long bow to him respectfully, and asked for advice: "I also ask Daoist Daoist to give me some advice."

Master Shangqing didn't look at the couple, and didn't say a word. He looked at the rising sun outside the window with his faint eyes, and made some calculations with his fingers.

The faint morning light outside the window illuminated half of his face, while the other half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the corner, making his temperament unpredictable.

A few broken leaves were blown in by the morning wind, but they automatically bypassed the real person Shangqing.

After a while, he lowered his eyes, put down his right hand, and said in a flat tone: "You two believers, the only plan for the present is to let the second son of your mansion get married immediately, consummate the house, and then use the bride's Yuanyin blood, borrow its lifespan."

"In this way, the old lady can last for another three years."

His tone was neither light nor heavy, neither urgent nor slow, and there was a kind of detachment of an expert in the world between his words, and there was no ripple in those wise eyes.

Getting married today? ! Murong Hao and his wife looked at each other, first surprised, then embarrassed.

They just made an agreement with the Gu family yesterday, and set the wedding date of Murong Yong and Gu Yunzhen on New Year's Eve, and today is the day when the Gu family will send the dowry.

The Gu family was easy to talk about, and agreed to "Chongxi", if they temporarily advance the wedding date...

"This is too hasty..." Murong Hao said in a difficult voice, really not sure if the Gu family would agree.

Daoist Shangqing fluttered his sleeves casually, and the cuffs fluttered. He turned his face towards the couple with a fairy air, and his pupils shone with an unusually bright light.

He said again: "Pindao just made a fortune-telling calculation, and in three years' time, the second young master of your mansion will surely rise to the top and rise to the top!"

"Yes or not, it is up to the two believers to decide for themselves. The poor Taoist is an outsider, and he just does his best."

Murong Hao and his wife couldn't listen to the last words of Master Shangqing, they looked at each other again, their eyes were burning, as soon as they thought of the words "the blue sky goes straight up", the blood in their bodies boiled.

All their sacrifices are worth it!

Three years, as long as the old lady lasts for another three years, their Murong family can rise!

Murong Hao respectfully and piously stretched out his hand to Master Shangqing to make a petition: "Please sit down in the main room first, and let me discuss it with my family."

Then, the couple sent the real person out of the inner room to the main room outside, leaving Mrs. Murong and a nun in charge to entertain the real person temporarily, and Murong Hao himself went to the outer court to discuss the matter with his two younger brothers.

In fact, the three brothers didn't discuss how long it was. They had been holding on for several months, and finally made it to the present. It is absolutely impossible for them to just give up.

So, after a stick of incense, Mrs. Murong personally prepared a carload of gifts and hurried to Dingyuan Hou's Mansion.

It was only the beginning of the morning.

Mrs. Gu got up earlier than usual because of ancestor worship today.

Who thought that someone from Murong's family would suddenly come to visit at this time, so Nanny Li invited them to the Cihe Hall.

"Mrs. in-law, please forgive me for visiting without warning. The matter is really urgent."

"This morning, my old lady is not feeling well. The family specially invited the Master Shangqing to show the old lady again. The Master Shangqing said that if you want to save the old lady's life, you must rush to rejoice."

"I also know that it is so presumptuous, and I can only lick my face to beg Mrs. Tai, and want to advance the marriage date of the two children to today."

Mrs. Murong kept her posture extremely low, for fear that the Gu family would be unwilling.

"..." Mrs. Gu's expression was not very good when she heard this.

This Murong's family has pushed forward the wedding date again and again, it's really a bit aggressive, and they don't take their Gu family seriously.

However, thinking of Gu Yunzhen's disobedient behavior yesterday, Mrs. Gu's eyes flickered, her face sank three points, and her fingers slowly twirled the string of beads, weighing the pros and cons.