deadly mantra

Chapter 343
Ji Fanyin took a deep breath and walked towards the door.

As the door opened, Shui Qingchen's tall and slender body appeared in front of him.

The cold wind swept along the open door, and the lights in the room flickered on and off, and the light shining on Shui Qingchen's face also flickered on and off.

Lightning flashed behind him and thunder boomed overhead.

Shui Qingchen was like the tranquility in the storm. His face was solemn, his eyes were deep, and his heroic eyebrows moved slightly, but it was because he saw Ji Fanyin's soaked clothes.

Ji Fanyin had no time to hide the surprise in her eyes. She just stared at him blankly. It wasn't until she saw him frowning that she noticed that a strand of wet hair on his temples was stuck to his cheek.

She stretched out her hand, hooked it up with her fingertips, stood on her tiptoes, and tucked it behind his ear.

Shui Qingchen's body moved slightly and he bent down in response.

At this time, Bao Simu's crying voice, filled with anxiety, sounded from the house:
"Is it Mr. Shui? Come quickly, Chanyi is dying."

Ji Fanyin's eyes flickered slightly, and then he noticed how ambiguous the postures of the two were.

Mu Chanyi was in danger, but she was stunned because he really came in the rain.

He...actually cooperated and lowered his cheeks.

There was a trace of embarrassment in Ji Fanyin's eyes, and she slowly retracted her hand, took a step back, suppressed the throbbing in her heart, and explained in a low voice:

"I used the Turtle Breath Pill to temporarily suspend Mu Chanyi's breath. I don't know medical skills, so I asked you to come over."

Shui Qingchen's eyes flickered slightly, remembering the situation when she diagnosed his pulse on Luti Mountain. He was silent for a moment and said warmly:
"I see."

Ji Fanyin turned sideways and motioned for him to come in.

Shui Qingchen lifted up his slender fingers, untied the belt of the cloak, raised his arm, and the cloak covered Ji Fanyin's head from top to bottom.

Warmth, accompanied by the familiar and faint scent of lotus, surrounds Ji Fanyin.

She raised her head blankly and touched the collar of the cloak with her hand. Just as she was about to take it off, Shui Qingchen strode into the room. When he passed by her, his warm hand gently pressed on the top of her head. Her thin lips were slightly parted and she whispered softly:
"Get dressed. If you look back and freeze, I'll be worried."

Ji Fanyin's movement of taking off the cloak was frozen for a moment. She blushed and turned away her eyes. She held the collar of the cloak with her small hands and pulled it down. The cloak slipped from her head and fell on her shoulders.

She grabbed the collar with both hands, folded it up, wrapped herself tightly, followed Shui Qingchen and walked in.

Feng Xiaoyao stood at the door, stunned for a long time, lowered his head and looked at himself.

His clothes, which had been soaked through, were wet and stuck to his body.

A gust of wind blew over and he shivered with cold.

"Ah-"

It's so cold.

Feng Xiaoyao couldn't help trembling, closed the door, and walked in.

Shui Qingchen sat on the edge of the bed, pressing his fingertips on Mu Chanyi's wrist to feel his pulse.

Mu Chanyi's pulse was like the pulse of a dead person.

He passed a ray of true energy under his fingers and entered her body, finding a seemingly invisible force supporting her.

Bao Simu was so nervous that he didn't dare to take a breath, and stared at Shui Qingchen expectantly:
"How...how is it? Chanyi, she..."

Bao Simu had tears in his eyes and bit his lip, not having the courage to continue speaking.

Shui Qingchen raised his eyes, gave her a comforting smile, and said softly:
"As long as Xiaoyin's Guixi Dan is here, Miss Mu will be able to turn danger into good fortune."

"Really?!" Bao Simu was overjoyed and couldn't help but shed tears of excitement: "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Shui." Shui Qingchen turned his head and looked at Ji Fanyin, with a coldness in his eyes. With gentle warmth, he said:
"Xiaoyin, come here."

Ji Fanyin said "Huh?" and walked over subconsciously.

Shui Qingchen said:
"Help me hold Miss Mu."

Ji Fanyin nodded, knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, and helped Mu Chanyi up from the bed.

Shui Qingchen placed his palm on Mu Chanyi's back, using his energy to transfer Qi to Mu Chanyi.

A quarter of an hour later.

Mu Chanyi's livid face turned pale, and large beads of sweat fell down her cheeks.

Feng Xiaoyao stood aside uneasily, not daring to breathe. An unprecedented sense of tension hung over her head.

After another while of burning incense, he moved his neck slightly and heard a snapping sound from his spine.

The sound was not loud, but at this moment when a pin dropped would make a loud noise, it seemed particularly creepy.

Bao Simu was so frightened that he trembled and glared at Feng Xiaoyao with a pale face. Her palms were sweating.

Feng Xiaoyao raised her hand, covering half of her face, and turned her face away in embarrassment.

At this moment, Mu Chanyi spat out in one breath, and fell back weakly.

Shui Qingchen frowned slightly, wanting to avoid it, but couldn't help but watch Mu Chanyi fall on the bed. Just as he was in trouble, Ji Fanyin, with quick eyes and hands, immediately grabbed Mu Chanyi's shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

Shui Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the bed.

Bao Simu walked over happily, supported Mu Chanyi, assisted Ji Fanyin, carefully put Mu Chanyi on the bed, looked back at Shui Qingchen, and asked anxiously:

"Master Shui, Chanyi... how is she?"

Shui Qingchen showed a faint smile and replied in a low voice:

"There was no danger, but fortunately there was no severe punishment."

Feng Xiaoyao took a long breath, and now she saw that Mu Chanyi's face was sickly pale, but she was finally breathing, and her heart that was hanging in the air finally relaxed.

Hearing Shui Qingchen's words, he frowned, gritted his gums, and said fiercely:

"No severe punishment? Brother Qingchen, you don't know what those people were doing to Mu Chanyi when we went there."

Feng Xiaoyao clenched his fists, controlled the anger in his heart, and said angrily:

"They are using 'Tiejiaguan' to execute Mu Chanyi. Tiejiaguan, they are not interrogating at all, they are clearly taking human life seriously! When the crazy girl and I went over, we heard it with our own ears. The guard said, this It was the intention of the Queen, in order to give Baozi a whole body, so they came up with such a despicable trick."

Hearing the sound, Bao Simu's heart was shocked, his eyes were filled with astonishment, and he turned around in disbelief:

"You...you said...what?"

Feng Xiaoyao looked directly into Bao Simu's eyes and said word by word:

"If we didn't happen to go there today or witness it, when the news of Mu Chanyi's death comes out, it won't be up to the people in the palace to decide what the reasons and charges will be.

They committed suicide out of fear of crime, died tragically for no reason, and all kinds of reasons they made up at will. Even if we wanted to investigate, there were no external injuries or internal injuries on Mu Chanyi's body. What can we say?
Fortunately, they figured out how to use this method to kill people. There really wouldn't be any traces of killing people left. "

Bao Simu's vision went dark, and he collapsed beside the bed, murmuring in despair:
"No...I don't believe...I don't believe...my aunt promised me...she promised me...that she would investigate thoroughly...that she would...give Mu Chanyi justice...that she would...help me ...She promised me..."

(End of this chapter)