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Chapter 46 Pills
Xuan Wei shook his head slightly: "Whether it is related or not, but it is not something that can be determined right now, and the poor Daoist dare not speak falsely."

He added, "Now that He Qiniang is here too, if Patriarch Feng really has the heart to prove himself, then let He Qiniang and Pindao investigate together, how about it?"

He Qi Niangzi, a little girl who has not yet reached the age of the hairpin, what can she do?
But she is the person in the He's family after all. As long as Daoist Xuanwei is willing to explore possible clues and clear Feng's suspicions, Feng Tong is already thankful.

He was about to take Daoist Xuanwei to the courtyard where the warlock used to live, but was stopped by He Lingjiang.

"Feng Gong, wait a minute. Can you allow me to step forward and take a closer look at Liulang-Jun?"

Feng Tong frowned: "He Qi Niangzi, you are a little girl after all. It's inappropriate to be so afraid."

Feng shi also stepped forward and pulled He Lingjiang's sleeve: "Lingjiang!"

He Ling Jiang smiled lightly, and said, "Since my father asked me to come, he wanted me to represent the eldest house. Now, finding out the truth is the right thing to do, so let's put it aside."

Xuanwei nodded, "Qi Niangzi is right."

He Lingjiang picked up his pace and walked around Feng Tong to the bed.

Feng Liulang was sleeping soundly in his room when someone woke him up. Then his father brought someone in and scolded him without saying a word, and was tossed by Xuanwei's talisman.

He was tossed around for a long time in a daze, and now he has just recovered, when he saw a little lady with an incomparable look walking towards him, and his heart sank.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw that the little lady's hand moved slightly, and he couldn't move.

He Lingjiang leaned over and approached him, Feng Liulang saw that face was getting closer and closer to him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face could not help but appear a bit abnormal red.

Seeing this, Mrs Feng was about to step forward to pull her, but Taoist Xuanwei stepped forward and stopped her: "Mrs. He San, take it easy."

He Lingjiang stopped a foot away from Feng Liulang, she sniffed lightly, and her brows couldn't help frowning. In a few breaths, her brows stretched out again.

She straightened up as usual, and brushed the sleeves of Feng Liulang lightly.

"Have you been taking medicine recently, Mr. Liulang?"

Feng Liulang's heart was beating, and he was staring at the little lady in front of him in a daze, when he saw the little lady back away.

Hearing the question, he nodded dumbly.

He Lingjiang continued to ask: "I don't know what medicine it is? Can you take it out for me to see?"

Feng Liulang suddenly came back to his senses and lowered his head: "No... no... I just used up the last one last night."

"How come it's gone?" Feng Tunnel, "I've found so many doctors at home to prescribe medicine for you. Are you finished?"

Feng Liulang looked embarrassed and said, "Grandpa, I haven't taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor in Fuzhong recently."

Feng Tong frowned: "Then what are you using?"

Feng Liulang murmured: "It was the pill that the warlock gave his son earlier. I still have some left, so I continued to take it."

Feng Tong was furious: "Isn't it forbidding you to use the things of the Jianghu Warlock? Look at you, a good person, although he was a little weak at first, but if it wasn't for the Warlock, he wouldn't be too weak. Collapse. You still use the things he gave, don't you die?"

Feng Liulang opened his mouth but did not speak.

But this pill is really good. He has always been frail, and he is powerless even when he does that.

The sorcerer's technique may not be good, but this solid pill really has some effect.After taking it for a few days, he felt some strength in his body.

Feng Tong looked at him like this, and knew what the evil barrier was thinking, and pointed at him so angry that he was speechless.

He Lingjiang knew what to do, and he didn't want to watch the farce of their Feng Mansion again, and instead said: "Feng Gong, please take me and Daoist Xuanwei to the courtyard where the warlock used to live."

Feng Tong had to leave Feng Liulang behind and lead them to the courtyard.

As expected by He Lingjiang, the warlock had wiped clean the traces left by himself. She and Xuanwei turned around and found no useful clues. Inform He Xiangshan about the matter.

Xuanwei walked out of the flower hall and said to He Lingjiang, who was sending him to the side: "The man who cast the spell is really cunning, and he didn't leave any clues."

He Lingjiang comforted him: "The Taoist priest doesn't have to worry. Now that it has been determined that there is some connection between the Feng family Liulang-jun and Wulang's Zhongshu, the rest will be checked slowly."

Xuanwei sighed: "It's just that I feel sorry for the entrustment of the Seventh Lady."

He Lingjiang smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is serious. The previous matter of the He Mansion is thanks to the help of the Taoist priest."

Xuanwei shook his head and said: "Qi Niangzi is ashamed to say that. If Qi Niangzi needs help, she will ask someone to go to Yunju to see me. I will definitely do my best."

"So, thank you very much."

He Lingjiang watched him get on the carriage and watched the carriage go away, then turned back to his yard.

Aman watched her walk into the house, turned around and put away the umbrella, and said, "Qi Niangzi, we ran for a day today, are you tired? Would you like to press it for you?"

He Lingjiang waved his hand and said, "I'm not tired. I haven't left the house for a long time, so I think it's quite novel."

Aman sighed heavily: "Yes, you are inconvenient to travel now, you really haven't been out for a long time. It's a pity that I went to Feng's house today, but I didn't get anything, and I also worked hard for you."

He Lingjiang sat down at the table and was about to pick up a pen to draw a talisman. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. Today's trip is not in vain."

Aman asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you have found something? Maybe you can find out who the bad guy is?"

He Lingjiang didn't say anything. After he concentrated on drawing a magic talisman, he just put down his pen and said, "I found something. As for the rogue, he is afraid that he will be unable to hold back, and he will find the door on his own. No hurry, no hurry."

Aman was puzzled, and was about to ask again, when she saw that she had already picked up the pen and continued to draw the talisman, so she had to hold down her doubts for the time being.

He Lingjiang drew a dozen or so magic talismans in a row, and then stopped.

Aman on the side looked at it, only to feel that the amulet that Qi Niangzi painted today is very different from the past, and it seems to have a bit of chill.

He Lingjiang put down his pen and asked Aman to fetch the big umbrella, and said, "Go and call Qiongzhi, I have something to explain to her."

Aman bowed his head.

He Lingjiang took the big tung oil umbrella and opened it. With a throw, the 24-bone oilcloth umbrella rose into the air and spun slightly in mid-air.

She put her two fingers together, drew a few magic talismans towards the void of the umbrella, and then quickly stretched out her index finger and bit it on her lips. The fingertips quickly spewed out bright red blood. With a flick of her index finger, the drop of blood shot to the umbrella. , the talisman in the void flashed with light, and then disappeared.

He Lingjiang flicked his sleeves slightly, and the big umbrella fell into her palm again. The originally clean inner wall of the umbrella seemed to have complicated patterns, looming.

(End of this chapter)