Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Dao glanced at the person lying on the bedside, hesitated for a moment and did not speak.

No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would not be able to expose the old man's secrets in front of her grandson.

"Ah Fu, go and tell the kitchen to prepare a table of wine and food, and let the guests have dinner here." The head of the Wei family said such a long sentence in one breath, and he coughed several times because he lacked stamina.

Wei Qingchou hurriedly calmed him down, "Aweng, don't be anxious. I'll take care of these things when I get home. I won't neglect our guests."

The head of the Wei family endured the discomfort and rolled his eyes. Could it be that this stupid grandson didn't realize that he didn't want him to give orders in the kitchen, but that he just wanted him to get out!
Rolling his eyes and getting angry again, the head of the Wei family panted even harder.

Wei Qingchou helped him a few more times, "Aweng, you can't be away from people! You see, if I hadn't been here, you would have lost your temper, how could you have done it?"

Head of the Wei family: I am angry with you, can’t you really see that? !

Dao and Wang Xuanzhi looked at each other. Why didn't they notice on the boat that this guy was careless?

"Get out!" The head of the Wei family yelled with all his strength.

Wei Qingchou felt aggrieved, but he did not say, "Aweng, if you feel any discomfort, you must shout as loudly as you do now, I will be at the door."

"." The head of the Wei family is a bit hopeless.

Looking up at the dark tent ceiling, he thought that his predecessors must have done something wrong to have so many 'filial sons and virtuous grandchildren'.

"Your grandson, your filial piety can move the world." Wang Xuanzhi praised him sincerely.

The head of the Wei family: "." His heart was even more stuffed.

Daoyi coughed, and she sat on the bed in front of the little Taozi, replacing the filial son and grandson of the Wei family. She looked directly at the old man on the bed, "Mr. Wei, what I want to ask is, before you got sick, did you have any What bad thing did you do?"

"Cough-cough-" The head of the Wei family coughed several times, and red plum blossoms suddenly appeared on his snow-like face.

Dao Yi hurriedly took care of the old man, who had lost a hair's worth of spiritual power, and calmed down for him, "Mr. Wei, please don't get excited. If something happens to you now, I have a hundred mouths and I can't explain it clearly."

The head of the Wei family: "." As expected of the person his good grandson found, he is just as irritating.

He was prepared to be upset again. In fact, in the past two years, he clearly didn't want to be angry, but his body was not up to par.

However, after waiting for a while, I found that not only was my body not feeling uncomfortable, it was actually very comfortable.

The head of the Wei family stared at Dao Yi's eyes, which brightened a little more, "Xie, Miss Xie, do you really have a way to cure me?"

Tao's skin jumped at a glance, and he understood who Wei Qingchou looked like.

She deliberately kept a straight face and said, "Mr. Wei, you have to answer my words first."

Wang Xuanzhi almost laughed out loud, and in the next moment, the gaze that fell on the head of the Wei family became more thoughtful.

According to Xiao Yi, the illness of the head of the Wei family should be caused by something he did in his early years that he did not do properly.

The head of the Wei family froze. After thinking for a long time, he still shook his head with a serious look on his face, "I have nothing wrong with you."

"Then have you killed anyone?" Dao said straightforwardly, no longer beating around the bush with him.

Not to mention the dying old man on the bed, Wang Xuanzhi's expression changed slightly.

"Don't cough!" Dao Yi looked at the old man who was excited again and said hurriedly: "Your body will not feel uncomfortable until dawn."

"."

Head of the Wei family: You are such a good person!What's the difference between curing someone and then killing him? "After you got sick, in addition to hiring a doctor for you, your family also hired people to look at Feng Shui, but it didn't work. People who looked at Feng Shui were even scared away." Dao Yi stared at the old man on the bed. , "Tell me, who did you kill!"

I saw that the white mist lingering around the entire bed, especially the head of the Wei family, almost turned into substance and wrapped around him. When she finished speaking, the mist seemed to come alive and began to surge.

The mist and dark brown quilt are intertwined, just like the indigo in the distant mountains.

Hearing this, the head of the Wei family became excited again, "How did you find out?"

Dao Yi just looked at him, which made the latter's heart tremble.

The head of the Wei family recalled carefully, and could not recall at all that he had harmed people who should not have been harmed. "But during the war, I killed a few servants with evil intentions, and I never even stepped on an ant on weekdays."

His voice suddenly paused, "Except..."

"Except for what?" Dao Yi quickly asked.

"Before the Saint raised his army, chaos broke out all over the Jin Dynasty, and Jinzhou was not stable. I was afraid that something would happen to my family, so I strictly prevented the younger members of my family from going out. I didn't want any servants to become thief and want to take advantage of the chaos to steal things, so I kicked them out of the house. "

"Later, I heard from the person in charge that the servant came back later."

"You asked someone to kill him?" Dao Yi was surprised.

The head of the Wei family sighed, "Although my Wei family is small, we cannot tolerate betrayal. Therefore, I have never seen that person and just asked them to send him away. But I didn't expect that after a while, Later, I heard that he died at home."

"It was discovered by people who lived near him. They smelled a stench in his home and found out that he was dead. Because he had been a servant in my house before, many people knew him and saw something happen to him. Yes, I’ll come to report to you.”

"The steward was soft-hearted, so he paid some money and had him buried."

"Are you hiding something?" Dao Yi looked at the increasingly agitated fog and felt confused.

The head of the Wei family nodded, "I'm almost dead, there's no need to lie to you."

Dao Yi was noncommittal and asked him again, "Do you know how that servant died?"

As she spoke, she tried to touch the mist.

Usually whenever Wu Qi sees her, he will take the initiative to get close to her.

But there was something strange about the head of the Wei family. Not only did he not get close to her, but he also vaguely rejected her.

The head of the Wei family thought for a while, "I am indeed somewhat to blame for this matter. When I kicked him out, I didn't leave him any way out and took back all the money he had on him. Because of this, the incident spread and he was criticized by other families." He can’t find a good job at home.”

"According to the steward, he later died of starvation."

Dao Yi had also experienced the feeling of hunger, but it was still tolerable.

Wang Xuanzhi has also seen people starving to death, but he himself has never had to worry about food and clothing. However, when he was busy in the study at night, he would always have warm soup and food.

"Since I'm starving to death, I shouldn't come to you." Dao Yi frowned.

Wu Qi refused to communicate with her, which meant that the head of the Wei family must die.

If there is no deep hatred, why is this?
She temporarily gave up her plan to come into contact with the mist, and began to look carefully at the room.

Wang Xuanzhi asked at the right time, "Old Master, what do you think of this person's mind?" (End of Chapter)