Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 64
When Yun Kuang returned home, it was dark.

He slipped quietly into the yard alone, thinking that no one would notice.

"Master Yun Kuang, where have you been? You just came back." The housekeeper saw him.

The corner of Yun Kuang's mouth twitched, remembering what he said about the housekeeper during the day.

Steward Liu has been working in their family for more than 20 years. He works hard and has a good relationship with his family. He also grew up watching Yun Kuang.

Yun Kuang was a little embarrassed, "Butler Liu, is my grandpa asleep yet?"

"I was still dozing off just now, and I should be asleep soon."

"Then... what about Xiao Qi?"

My truth talisman should have worked, the little girl poured out the truth, even if she didn't offend her grandfather, she should offend her uncle or others.

"Miss Xiao Qi is pretty good. Today I read a picture book, played on the swing, and learned swimming with Master Qiu Ce."

"Oh……"

Yun Kuang wondered what was wrong.

If the truth talisman works, it means that Xiaoqi's truth did not offend anyone, and it proves that her heart and mouth are one.

If the truth talisman doesn't work, it means that Yun Kuang's efforts these days have been in vain again.

Neither result was what he wanted.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a person standing in front of him, turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitched even more, and obediently called, "Grandpa."

The old man's voice was low and his face was watery, "Well, I'm back."

Yun Kuang knew that the old man was still angry, so he didn't dare to say more, just shrunk his head, like a quail beaten by frost.

"What's wrong with your face?" The old man's eyesight is quite good in the twilight.

"I..." Yun Kuang touched his face and hissed in pain.

"Did you fight with someone?" The old man's tone was a little more concerned.

Yun Kuang pursed his lips, wanting to cry, or to be precise, being beaten.

The few buddies who usually obeyed his orders didn't know what happened today, so they said a few words by themselves, and they got angry and fought together.

He suffered the most in the melee, and his nose was bruised.

"If your luck is not going well in the past few days, you can go for a walk on the mountain and worship God, or just stay at home and wait for the bad luck to go away."

After all, it was his grandson. The old man couldn't bear to blame him, so he said a few words and left.

Yun Kuang touched the wound on his face, wanting to cry.

In the restaurant, the light is yellowish and warm.

Yun Kuang held the rice bowl and forcefully shoveled the rice into his mouth like he hadn't eaten in a few lifetimes.

Yun Qiuce acted foolishly, "Tsk tsk, what do you mean misfortune comes from your mouth?"

"Uncle." Yun Kuang looked up pitifully.

"Okay, okay, uncle doesn't care about you, and grandpa isn't angry with you, think about it carefully, are those things you said today human?"

Yun Kuang groaned, lowered his head, and blew a few snot bubbles out of his nose.

The child knows that something is wrong, the child is bewitched, and it can still be rescued.

"Go back to your room after eating." Yun Qiuce stood up nonchalantly.

Yun Qi heard their conversation on the stairs, and originally wanted to go on, but after thinking about it, the evil fire of the big hall brother this time came after her.

It's better not to go down, so as not to provoke him again.

So she obediently went upstairs by herself, stepped on the stairs that were obviously higher for her, came to her room obediently, and lay down to sleep obediently.

I hope that when I wake up tomorrow morning, the big cousin will give up the idea of ​​​​casting spells on himself.

Yun Kuang thought about it all night, and the next day the sky turned pale, and he finally understood.

The previous two spells didn't work because the charms he drew had only form but no spirit.

It would be strange if it was effective without infusing spiritual energy.

Yun Kuang was so angry that he just patted his head, he was really smart and confused for a while, but fortunately he woke up not too late.

He decided to make something interesting this time - eat three bowls of talismans in one meal.

(End of this chapter)