She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Zhou Fangjun held the ceramic jar and stroked it over and over again.

There were tears in his eyes, "It would be nice to gather three more baby spirits. She will definitely be happy when she knows that I succeeded..."

After Zhou Fangjun finished speaking, he made a cut on his finger with a dagger, opened the altar seal, and dripped the blood in.

Yanji was counting beside her.

Zhou Fangjun dropped a total of seven drops of blood, which matched the number of infant spirits in the jar.

The unborn infant spirits are all here, but where are the ghost infants who were kidnapped during childbirth?

After Zhou Fangjun finished dripping the blood, he held the jar in a daze and cried. Yanji didn't know why a grown man like him was crying. He murmured to himself: "It doesn't matter if you are in your forties. As long as you refine the blood fetus, we can have our own children in our seventies and eighties."

That night, Zhou Fangjun slept in the kitchen with the jar in his arms.

At dawn the next day, he hurried to the Chunxi class.

After Zhou Fangjun left, Yanji told Fu Jiao what she saw last night. With the help of Zhao Hao, Fu Jiao sneaked into Zhou Fangjun's yard, uncovered the portrait of the Kitchen God, and saw the infant spirit sealed in the jar.

"The infant spirits are all here, the ghost infants are not here."

The ghost baby has become sane after following the childbirth ghost, which cannot be controlled by ordinary people like Zhou Fangjun. Presumably the ghost baby is in the hands of an expert behind Zhou Fangjun.

Zhao Hao was extremely excited: "Are we going to release these infant spirits for salvation?"

Fu Jiao denied: "Now is not the time."

If the infant spirit is released in advance and the person behind Zhou Fangjun is alerted, the person behind Zhou Fangjun will not be lured out.

Fu Jiao carefully observed the sealing talisman on the jar.

This talisman is drawn like a flying dragon and a phoenix, and the caster is very skilled.

Yan Ji said: "There are very few people who can draw this kind of talisman now. From what Zhou Fangjun said last night, he fed the infant spirit with blood in order to refine the blood fetus."

"It turned out that he wanted to refine blood fetuses. No wonder he threatened the childbirth ghost to do the work for him."

Zhao Hao was stunned and asked: "What is a blood fetus?"

Fu Jiao explained in a deep voice: "The blood fetus is an evil thing refined with infant spirit. Men and women who have no heirs can have their own children after planting the blood fetus."

"Isn't it just giving birth to a child? Why is it so troublesome?"

Fu Jiao glanced at him sideways. It was obvious that Zhao Hao still didn't understand the magic of blood fetuses. This is different from ordinary pregnancies between men and women. As long as there is a blood fetus, whether it is an old stone woman, or two men and two women, the party who planted the blood fetus will receive good news the next day.

Zhao Hao was surprised that he could fit an egg into his mouth.

He said: "Isn't that just saying that you can have children with whomever you want?"

"Hmm." Fu Jiao started to touch her chin again and thought, "This Zhou Fangjun is an opera singer, and he has not yet married or married in his forties. Maybe he has the talent of Long Yang and wants this blood child to have a child with his lover! "

As soon as these words came out, both Yan Ji and Zhao Hao agreed very much, otherwise they would not have found the reason for Zhou Fangjun to refine the blood fetus.

After Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao left, Yan Ji continued to monitor Zhou Fangjun.

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The childbirth ghost did not continue to capture the infant spirit for him, so Zhou Fangjun was obviously anxious.

From looking at the jar once every few days, I have to come back and take a look every day.

Yanji felt that he couldn't sit still now and had to contact the master behind him! In fact, this was indeed the case. Zhou Fangjun found that the number of infant spirits in the jar was still seven. He gritted his teeth, went back to the room, took out one with white wax and drew a symbol on it, and wrote on the paper: "Why are the infant spirits still there after ten days?" Only seven?”

After writing, Zhou Fangjun burned the paper.

After a while, the ashes of the burned paper were blown by the wind, and gradually formed several vague words: "The childbirth ghost has been captured. The new baby spirit needs to wait for the opportunity."

Zhou Fangjun was shocked when he saw it.

He quickly repeated the steps just now, "Can the master's promise to me to refine the blood fetus still be successful?"

After a while, the ashes appeared into the word "can".

Yan Ji was very disappointed when she saw the way they communicated. I thought that the master behind Zhou Fangjun would show up directly, but I didn't expect that someone would be careful to sail a thousand-year-old ship. It would be difficult to find any clues using this method of communication.

Zhou Fangjun let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the word "neng".

He still had another chance to contact the master, so he hurriedly wrote in white wax: "What can I do now?"

"Be patient, don't be impatient, and wait and see what happens."

After Zhou Fangjun received the reply, he read the instructions carefully several times.

Immediately, he could only sigh and bow down toward the window: "Okay, I understand. Anyway, thank you Taoist Danyang for your guidance."

When Yan Ji heard the person asking him to thank him, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and was extremely surprised.

Danyang Taoist?

That Danyang Taoist who was acting in front of King Chengnan and found a scapegoat to help him die?

Fu Jiao and the others guessed right. Danyang Taoist was so cunning that he faked his death to escape legal punishment. Now he is not only at large, but he also helps the evil tyrants and continues to harm the people of the capital.

Zhou Fangjun found out that the childbirth ghost had been caught, and couldn't sleep all night.

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The next day, after dawn, he uncharacteristically did not go to Chunxi Class. Instead, he took a detour and went to another place.

Yanji didn't want to follow him.

But when she saw the route, it turned out to be the direction to Fu's house, so she followed Zhou Fangjun quietly.

Zhou Fangjun often sings operas in the Fu family, so he is familiar with the layout of the Fu family. When he came to the back door, he knocked lightly three times. After a while, a servant of the Fu family opened the door.

"Boss Zhou?" The servant frowned, "We didn't invite the Chunxi class to the house today."

Zhou Fangjun smiled softly and said, "Well, that's it. I accidentally left a set of water sleeves at your house last time I came to sing. I came here to retrieve it today."

"Boss Zhou, where is that thing? I can help you get it."

"No need to trouble you." Zhou Fangjun pointed inside, "Just ask the wet nurse next to Madam to bring it out."

"Okay, you'll be there later."

The servant naturally wanted to give Zhou Fangjun face and went to find the nanny as he was told.

Nanny is the old man next to Mr. Xie.

Her daughter Lan Xin had just been released from prison thanks to Xie's movement. As soon as she heard that Zhou Fangjun was coming, the nanny quickly put down her work and said to Lan Xin: "Where is Madam?"

Lan Xin replied: "I'm waiting for the master to drink medicine."

"Don't bother her yet."

The wet nurse frowned, picked up a box on the cabinet and pretended to be a sleeve, and hurried to the back door.

She dismissed all the servants at the back door.

Zhou Fangjun stood alone at the door wearing a dark green gown. The rising sun stretched his figure, making him look lonely and lonely.

"Boss Zhou."

The nanny stepped forward tremblingly.

Zhou Fangjun hurriedly helped her, but looked inside, "Nanny, where is she?"

The wet nurse said in a hoarse voice: "The master and the master have had accidents happen one after another, and they all need someone to take care of them. She is so busy that she can't get away now. If you have anything to do, I can tell this to you."

Zhou Fangjun knew about the sudden collapse of the Fu family.

He sighed and said in a low voice: "The troubled wet nurse will tell her something: 'Something has happened, and I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this month. Just wait and see what happens, and don't be impatient.'"

Although the wet nurse didn't know what the riddle was, she still nodded: "Don't worry, I will tell her the exact words."