[Comprehensive] The man on the throne

The two servants saw the Taoist priest approaching him, with a serious face, and asked, "Is there any abnormality here recently?"

Servant Ding Jia was startled at first by his cold question, and then stammered: "This..." Just as he was about to answer, he heard a low reprimand from behind.

"What are you two talking about here! Don't do anything!"

"Yes, yes." The faces of the two families were pale and uncertain, and they were about to die. They were caught by the housekeeper for sneaking around, and they wondered if the monthly payment would be deducted.

The butler had been listening inside the door for a long time, and corresponded with the situation in the Chen residence, the more he listened, the more frightened he became.What the Taoist said is right, first the wife and the young master fell ill in this house, and then the business with the master was gone.I don't know if I committed some offense, this bad thing happened one stroke after another.I hid in the door and listened for a long time, but now I finally couldn't help but jumped out.He waved his hand and told the two servants to roll down first, he didn't have time to investigate anything now.

The butler originally only had a half-dozen trust in his heart, but after he invited someone in and the two had a conversation, the five-six points turned into a half-dozen, so he immediately decided to take Wang Jiu to see his wife.Here, you have to marvel at Wang Tianshi's powerful language and charisma.

"Cough cough cough...Lin An, what's wrong?" The pale woman leaned back in the chair sickly, coughing for a minute to say a word.She is the mistress of the Chen Mansion, Mrs. Zhao.

Lin An stepped forward and whispered for a while

Mrs. Zhao nodded lightly, and when she was about to speak, she covered her mouth and coughed again. Wang Jiu: "Madam, can I ask Pindao to make a diagnosis?"

Mrs. Zhao saw that although he was young, he had an air of superiority in his every move, and he didn't look like the kind of fool.So he smiled weakly: "Please, Taoist priest."

Wang Jiu smiled slightly: "I'm offended, ma'am."

Mrs. Zhao shook her head. This Taoist priest looks "relaxing and refreshing". She is already at this age, so she doesn't mind the offense.

Wang Jiu took a step forward, only to see a blue-red mist coiled between her eyebrows.

With his slender hand with clear knuckles, he tugged at the blue-red mist, but seeing that the mist remained motionless, Wang Jiu put down his hand.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Wang Jiu frowned lightly: "Ma'am, there is a demonic aura gathering between your eyebrows."

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback, and said in panic

"How did this happen? Is there a solution?"

Wang Jiu showed a reassuring smile: "Of course, I will help you remove it now, but you need a little cooperation."

Seeing Mrs. Zhao nodding, Wang Jiu raised her hand and slowly gathered a little mana in her palm: "It will hurt a little during this process, I hope you can hold it back."

Mrs. Zhao responded lightly, and turned her head to tell the housekeeper not to act rashly during this process.

Wang Jiu tugged at the evil spirit, and gave it a hard tug.

"—Ahh." Mrs. Zhao held her forehead and couldn't help crying out in pain.

Wang Jiu watched the evil spirit dissipate in the air, turned his gaze back, and smiled: "Ma'am, how do you feel now?"

Mrs. Zhao could clearly feel the changes in her body. Not only did her mind clear up a lot, but her body seemed to feel better all of a sudden. She said pleasantly, "Lin An, I feel much better." She looked gratefully at Wang Jiu." Thank you, Daoist."

Of course, Lin An saw that Mrs. Lin's pale and sallow complexion was much more ruddy than could be seen with the naked eye, and she couldn't help but look at Wang Jiu, who was very calm and fluttering in the Taoist robe, and felt even more admirable.

Mrs. Zhao was very excited when she thought that her son lying on the bed was finally saved: "Master Daoist, I have a son who is still sick. I wonder if you are willing to save him. I will thank you with a lot of money afterwards."

Wang Jiu showed a gentle smile: "It doesn't have to be like this. If your son's illness is the same as your wife's, then I should take action." Hearing the words of thanking you with a lot of money, Wang Jiu, as a Daoist with a sense of demeanor and no desire for fame and wealth, The length is naturally evasive.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao and Lin An showed a kind of admiration of "the Taoist priest is really high-spirited and indifferent to fame and fortune" and looked at Wang Jiu. Walk."

Lin An held the lantern, and although he walked fast, he would not ignore the people behind him.

Wang Jiu followed Lin An to the room of the young master of the Chen family. The child was weaker than her mother, and his breathing was very weak while lying on the bed.If he came a few days late, his life would definitely not be guaranteed.

Mrs. Zhao had already rushed into the room, sat next to the bed, wiped her tears from time to time, and asked, "Daozhang, how are you doing?"

Wang Jiu: "Young Master's situation is quite serious."

Mrs. Zhao grabbed the handkerchief tightly, and after hearing this, she hurried forward and asked, "Master...how can you help me?"

Er Bao blocked her without a trace, and said with a smile: "Madam is not more worried, my master can still solve this small matter."

Wang Jiu nodded reservedly: "Madam please wait outside."

Mrs. Zhao reluctantly said "Yes", and followed the housekeeper back out of the door step by step.

The room was very quiet except for the weak breathing of Young Master Chen. Wang Jiu raised his hand and put a barrier in the room to prevent people from breaking in and the movement inside from leaking out.

Seeing that everything had been arranged, Er Bao groaned and turned into a majestic big white tiger, roaring and pounced on the black air on Young Master Chen's body.

The black air seemed to have spiritual energy, it instantly separated from Young Master Chen's eyebrows, wrapped in a ball and rushed straight towards Er Bao.Er Bao grinned, his eyes were full of contempt, he opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the black air into his stomach in one gulp.The black air was rampaging unwillingly in his stomach, and finally remained still.

Er Bao lifted his big head triumphantly: "Hey, even a small thing dares to fight with me."

Wang Jiu stepped forward to give Young Master Chen his pulse. Apart from his weak health, the young master was fine. He patted Er Bao's tiger head lightly: "It's all right, let's call it a day."

Er Bao shook his head, and in the blink of an eye he turned into that handsome boy again.

The housekeeper reckoned that the speed of seeing a doctor should not be fast, and was urging Mrs. Zhao to go back and rest for a while before coming back.And Mrs. Zhao has only given birth to a young son Chen in so many years, so she must be holding her son high.Seeing his son lying there dying, he wished he could rush in immediately and replace him with his body, so how could he leave to rest.

Lin An sighed, and could only wait with her.

So the two of them stared at the door eagerly, and unexpectedly, the door opened after a quarter of an hour.The two looked at each other, both surprised by the speed of the treatment.

Mrs. Zhao watched Xiaodaotong come out with a smile in her eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Little master, is my son okay?"

Erbao: "My master will do it, of course it can be done."

Mrs. Zhao rushed in with a happy face, and saw her son lying quietly on the bed at a glance, his complexion looked much better.

Mrs. Zhao: "Master Daoist, when will my son wake up?"

Wang Jiu: "A moment later."

Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed after hearing this, and whispered a few words to Lin An who had just entered.Lin An nodded slightly after hearing this, and said to the two with a half-bend, "It's getting late, how about the Taoist priest resting here for a night?"

Seeing that Wang Jiu and the others had no intention of objecting, he quickly led them into the upper room.

Along the way, I saw Lin An hesitate to speak, and waited to send the two of them to the door before hesitatingly opened his mouth: "Taoist..."

Wang Jiu: "Butler Lin has something to say without letting go."

Lin An: "Didn't you say that there are monsters in our mansion...Here, we would like to ask you to help us get rid of the monsters." He carefully observed Wang Jiu's expression, and saw that his face was calm, and there was no boredom in his eyes. I felt a little relieved, and added, "Of course, we will pay you."

Wang Jiu sighed, which made Lin An's heart tighten, and he only heard him say, "This is the duty of us cultivators."

Lin An suddenly realized that he sighed because of this!Yes, that's right, the Taoist priest said that before.Secretly cursing himself for being stupid, he couldn't help admiring Wang Jiu to a higher level, thinking that he had to talk to his wife well, even if the head of humanity didn't want to repay, he had to give it.These days, such Taoist priests are rare!While sighing, Lin An bowed to Wang Jiu and retreated.

Wang Jiu closed the door, curled her lips into a slight smile, and see, it's all over.

Er Bao looked at him adoringly, oh ~ master, you seem to be shining.

With the gleam of light on the eastern horizon, the dawn slowly opened the curtain.

Along the way, I followed Wang Jiu's servants and looked at the yard. This is the yard where Aunt Hu lives, and Aunt Hu is the master's new favorite recently, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.They couldn't help looking at their mistress, Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao frowned, and looked down at the little maid who was kneeling on the ground: "Is the master awake?"

The little maid blushed and didn't know what to say: "Master is awake...just with Auntie..."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't understand what she looked like, and she gritted her teeth in her heart. This Aunt Hu is really a coquettish woman, and she followed the master to prostitution day in and day out.

Madam Zhao gritted her teeth and said, "Go ask Aunt Zhao to get up."

The little maid knelt on the ground and refused to go

Mrs. Zhao glared at her and scolded

"Okay, you don't take my wife seriously."

The little maid lowered her head and hurriedly said that she did not dare

"What's the noise!"

A man and a woman came out of the yard. The man was fairly handsome, but his eyes were blue, and he looked too indulgent. The low reprimand was from his mouth.

The woman giggled: "Yo, sister, this is such a big pie place, what are you going to do?"

Everyone saw that her cheeks were as delicate as peach blossoms, and her willow-like soft eyes were rippling, and she had a charming appearance.Several servants looked at her, and their breathing became short of breath.