From eunuch to emperor

Narcissus is lying on a pink silk sheet, babbling nonsense, staring eyes, two fat baby hands scratching in the air, a terrified face, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, falling on the pillow, beating Wet one.

"Don't look for me, I didn't kill you..."

Zhu Yong was very puzzled by the nonsense in Narcissus's mouth, and couldn't help asking: "Narcissus, who did you kill?"

Narcissus didn't respond to Zhu Yong's words at all, Long Chen persuaded: "Vendor Master, what you say after being bewitched by evil spirits is all nonsense and cannot be trusted."

Zhu Yong nodded slightly and said, "Yes, what the Taoist priest said is true."

Narcissus, apart from having a greater desire, a stronger jealousy, and little courage, would not be able to commit murder.

Zhu Yong also felt that this was Narcissus talking nonsense, and that there could be no murder.

Long Chen took out a cloth bag from his body, which contained 36 golden needles.

This gold needle was just carried on the body casually, to make myself look more like a little bit, but I didn't expect it to be used.

Taking out the gold needle, Long Chen neatly opened it up, and then made a formula with both hands, muttering something in his mouth:

"Too high on the stage star, never stop changing. Wisdom is clear and peaceful, and the mind is peaceful. The three souls are eternal, and the soul is never lost. Urgency is like a law!"

After reading, Long Chen picked up a golden needle, Narcissus's hands were still twitching, Long Chen dodged his hands, and quickly pierced into the acupuncture point on the top of his head, Narcissus' body immediately went limp, his hands fell on the bed, no longer twitching and twitching.

"Good stitch!"

Zhu Yong marveled at Long Chen's miraculous acupuncture techniques, and felt much less disgusted in his heart.

Long Chen learned acupuncture and moxibustion from Xiu Niang.

Xiuniang knows tattoos and acupuncture. Xiuniang has some special hobbies. She likes being pricked. She said she likes the feeling of being pricked.

Long Chen wanted to play with the embroiderer, of course he couldn't prick the needle randomly, so he learned acupuncture and moxibustion.

After dropping the first needle, Long Chen went down along the meridian, the golden needle pierced the person again, and then on the body.

Narcissus was wearing silk pajamas, with a plump, white and tender body wrapped in a bellyband, Long Chen felt a little greedy looking at it.

Long Chen solemnly dropped two gold needles on the key points, Zhu Yong watched from the side, feeling very upset, he was the only one who could play there, but this time Long Chen stuck the needles in front of his face.

Long Chen secretly laughed in his heart: Isn't it fun to stab key parts of your concubine in front of you?

All 36 gold needles fell down, and the concubine finally breathed calmly and looked peaceful.

Long Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, when the broken magic needle falls, it will be more than half."

"Please turn this medicine into water and give it to a good person."

Long Chen poured out a pill from the gourd on his waist, it was a elixir for calming the mind and calming the mind.

Zhu Yong took it with his own hands, and the maid quickly poured a bowl of water over, and Zhu Yong melted the elixir in the water.

Long Chen slowly pulled out the golden needle from Narcissus's body, and then said: "You can feed the medicine."

Long Chen took the golden needle and immediately left the room, showing no sign of nostalgia, Zhu Yong even thought that Long Chen really didn't have feelings for Narcissus, he only had organs in his eyes.

Zhu Yong helped Narcissus up, and the maid slowly fed the potion, and Narcissus fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that the narcissus had stopped, Zhu Yong was secretly happy, and said: "Look at the lady carefully, something went wrong, and you will be beaten to death with a stick!"

The maid hurriedly bowed, "Don't dare!"

Zhu Yong walked out of the room, Long Chen was waiting outside the door.

"Thank you, Daoist, please go to the guest room to rest."

Zhu Yong led the way courteously, Long Chen went to the room and sat down, and said: "The owner of the villa will go, the poor Taoist will wait for the altar to be completed, and kill ghosts by doing it at midnight."

Zhu Yong bowed: "Thank you, Daoist, take a good rest."

After speaking, Zhu Yong smiled and went out.

After closing the door, Zhu Yong was full of joy, thankful that he had met an expert.

"Taoists are no worse than monks."

Zhu Yong walked to the open space, and the housekeeper Zhu Xi was instructing the family's strong men to build the altar.

Zhujiazhuang has a lot of things, and all the flags you want can be bought immediately, and the seven-star altar has already taken shape.

After Zhu Yong gave some instructions, he went back to his room to sleep.

He didn't sleep last night, and there was another commotion today, Zhu Yong planned to sleep well and watch Long Chen do it when he wakes up.

Zhu Yong entered the door, martial artist He Peng led people to guard at the door, Zhu Yong waved his hand and said: "You guys also go to rest, there is a Taoist leader here, don't need to guard."

He Peng was actually very tired, so he didn't say much, and took his brothers down to rest.

In the main room in the backyard, the main wife, Mrs. Mu, was sitting by the window, while the two maidservants squatted on the ground and beat their legs.

"What are they doing? It's a mess."

Mu's family saw the maids running around outside, it was unseemly and there were no rules.

In the backyard, walk like walking, this is the upbringing of the big family.

The maid Hongmei said: "Ma'am, I heard that Master invited a Taoist priest to catch ghosts, and he is building an altar."

Mu's face changed immediately when he heard that a Taoist priest was invited in, and the maid who was beating her legs backed away immediately.

Mrs. Mu stood up and said coldly: "Our Zhujiazhuang has been blessed by the Buddha, how can we invite a Taoist priest to do it?"

Mrs. Mu went out to Zhu Yong's residence, and Hongmei followed with a few maidservants.

When they arrived at the square in the front yard, Mu Shi saw the butler Zhu Xi was building the altar, and hundreds of people were busy working together.

"Call Zhu Xi over here."

Mu ordered, Hongmei immediately stepped forward and called Zhu Xi over.

Zhu Xi said: "Ma'am."

Pointing at the altar, Mu said coldly: "You are asked to invite the eminent monks of Zhaoti Temple, but you find a demon to come in to seduce the master, do you have the final say on this Zhujiazhuang?"

Zhu Xi immediately explained: "Ma'am, that Daoist Chongxu is very advanced. Master has seen it. It was Master who ordered me to build the altar."

Hearing that Zhu Yong agreed, Mrs. Mu didn't talk nonsense to Zhu Xi, and said coldly: "Tear down the altar, and I will tell the master."

Mrs. Mu walked to Zhu Yong's room, but Zhu Xi stood there at a loss.

Mrs. Mu quickly arrived at Zhu Yong's room, but the door was still open.

The maid Hongmei was waiting at the door, Mu Shi walked in softly, Zhu Yong was sleeping soundly.

Mu Shi gently sat on the edge of the bed and called out: "Master..."

When Zhu Yong heard the voice, he opened his eyes in a daze, and seeing that it was Mrs. Mu, he closed his eyes again, and said, "I invited the priest, don't worry about it."

Zhu Yong knew what Mu's family was going to say. Mu's family was very devout towards Zhaoti Temple, and he was only willing to invite monks from Zhaoti Temple to do it.

Seeing Taoist priest Long Chen come to the door, he would definitely object.

Seeing that Zhu Yong was so determined, Mrs. Mu didn't say anything more.

Mu Shi got up silently, left the room, and returned to the square with Hongmei. The butler Zhu Xi was still waiting for what Mu Shi said.

Mrs. Mu just glanced at it from a distance, and then entered the Buddhist hall to chant scriptures.

Butler Zhu Xi is not stupid, Mu Shi went into Zhu Yong's room, and after he got out, he went into the Buddhist hall, which meant that Zhu Yong insisted on asking Long Chen to do it.

Zhu Xi began to direct Jia Ding to build the altar again.

As the sky was getting dark, servants and tenant farmers came back one after another with oxen and hoes on their shoulders, and the nerves of the whole Zhuangzi gradually tensed up.

As night falls, ghosts and ghosts may appear at any time, and everyone is very scared.

"Master, it's getting dark."

Butler Zhu Xi wakes Zhu Yong up.

Zhu Yong got up slowly, and there were many lights in the room, which made the room bright, but it was completely dark outside the window.

Zhu Yong walked to the table and poured himself a big bowl of tea.

Feeling bored with his head raised, Zhu Yong strode out of the room.

When I walked to the square, I saw that the altar had been set up, and the flags and tributes were all ready.

Zhu Lie was checking the altar, for fear of missing something.

Around the altar, there are many brightly dressed men and women of different ages, all of whom are Zhu Yong's children.

Zhu Yong walked over and went straight to the guest room.

When we reached the door, there was a little light inside.

Zhu Yong pushed the door open, and saw Long Chen drawing a talisman on the mahogany sword with a cinnabar pen in his hand.

"Daozhang, it's getting dark..."

Zhu Yong went in and said carefully.

Long Chen glanced outside, shook his head slightly, and said: "Vendor Master, please sit down, don't be in a hurry, the time has not yet come."