Chapter 79

"The old lady always fasts and recites Buddhism. She is illuminated by the light of the Buddha. She often twists beads. The evil spirit can't take the old lady for a while. However, if this goes on, the old lady will be affected by the ghost fetus."

"No me but a positive face shook his head, the way" I dare to ask, the old lady these days but often feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, even appetite is not as good as before? "

"This..."

"Please answer me according to the facts, isn't it?"

"Yes

"Then there will be no mistake."

Wu I stroked his short beard and said, "the ghost's way is very deep. Fortunately, he was attached to this fetus. So the ghost Qi is limited and most of them can't be used. The ghost Qi belongs to Yin. As long as you put it on the lucky position calculated by the poor monk and burn it when the Yang Qi is most abundant, you can remove this evil spirit naturally."

The old lady's face was extremely ugly, and the expression of an'er was even more complicated. The golden sun, which she had been looking forward to, was a ghost.

Should have died in the womb, in vain she was happy.

These days, she always felt uncomfortable. She had no appetite for meals every day. She often had headaches. She thought it was caused by her anger and anxiety some days ago.

But I don't want to. It's the devil who is making trouble!

"Old lady, you can't believe that an'er is not a ghost, he is not a demon, he is a human being and a living person. You can't burn him. I won't let you burn him to death."

Gu Ruolan roared at the top of her voice. Looking at the old lady's shaking expression, she felt that the sky was falling down. Mother Lin and mother Qi were both in front of Gu Ruolan.

At this time, Chunyu and Qiuju two people led the book of Luo BINGSHU to Yi Lan Yuan.

Along with them came Yongzhao.

Gu Ruolan saw Luo BINGSHU, as if she had caught the last straw. She took an'er, rushed forward and knelt down in front of luobingshu.

"BINGSHU, I beg you, please don't let them burn an'er. He is our child, not a ghost or a ghost. I beg you. I beg you, I beg nothing. I am willing to leave the prime minister's office and stay with qingdenggufo for a long time to pray for the prime minister's house. Just don't burn my an'er, don't burn him..."

Gu Ruolan said in tears, Luo BINGSHU drooped his head, looked at Gu Ruolan that face pear with rain, could not help reaching out to help her up.

"If you have anything, just tell Benxiang. Faer is Benxiang's son. No one can hurt him if he has ben Xiang."

"Yes, sister Ruolan, what kind of grievances do you have? You can tell this to the palace and to the Xiangye. What do you say? Go to the temple with the green lamp. What do you look like? What did others think this palace did to force you away? "

Luo BINGSHU looks sluggish and releases the hand holding Gu Ruolan.

Gu Ruolan looks sluggish, can only humble toward Yongzhao please an: "see the princess, Princess think more." Yongzhao, see you in more than ten years.

She was still so tall and graceful, but she could only look at her humbly and stand in front of his husband. They looked so matched, just as they felt when they got married 12 years ago.

The same sad, also the same sour.

"Well, my sister, get up first. If you have anything to do, you can tell me that the Xiangye is here, and he will decide for you."

Yongzhao also said faintly: "old lady, what's going on here? Why should an'er be burned to death

Mrs. law was calm and silent.

One side of the snow aunt rustle shrink of will pass to say again.

"Nonsense, it's ridiculous. My son is a good individual. How could he become a ghost in your mouth? If he was a ghost, how could he appear in the broad daylight? He would have been out of his wits long ago. You monk, if you didn't give the prime minister an explanation today, he would have made you unable to leave the prime minister's mansion!"

When Luo Bing heard the words, he was furious. He was the Prime Minister of a country. Although he believed in Buddhism, it was impossible for him to believe that his son was a ghost.

He said calmly: "if you don't believe me, well, I will prove to you that this ghost spirit is very rare. It's not difficult for her to appear in the daytime. However, because of the erosion of ghost spirit, the aunt has already been damaged by six Zang organs, and has been controlled by the evil spirits."

"if you don't believe it, you can only dig out the sycamore tree and see it."

said Wutong, who said, "extremely elegant and valuable," the two man's Indus, which was on the wall of the orchid yard, said with a loud voice.

Mother Lin's face was anxious, and her face flashed slightly. She reached out and clenched her fist. She had already leached a layer of cold sweat from her hands. Anxiously, she looked out of the courtyard, but she saw nothing, and her face was like paper.

The crowd looked in the direction that I didn't mean, and everyone's faces were uncertain.

"Come on, dig up for me."

Huailan and I looked at the book again.Gu Ruolan is shivering all over the body, cheek red lips, all in an instant faded blood color.

she is not a ignorant girl, and not a child of three years old. What I dare say is so sure that she doesn't know what is under the parasol tree.

But, I want to know, it's not good for her and ANN.

At present, both father and brother are still in the future. Who can she rely on? Rely on the man in front of you? If he really wants to keep ANN, how can he really order someone to dig up the parasol?

At the moment, Gu Ruolan's mind is in disorder. The only thing that makes her feel at ease is that she can escape the disaster if she is not in the prime minister's office.

However, Gu Ruolan did not know that at the moment, Luo Wuyou in lanruo temple is also suffering from an extremely dangerous scene.

the next man moved very fast, and when he was less than a stick of incense, all of Wutong trees were dug around. One of them looked at the top of his face and saw something in the soil. He quickly threw away the hoe and lifted the soil with his hands.

He presented it to Luo BINGSHU.

Luo BINGSHU saw the thing, but his face changed greatly. They were two puppets in human shape. They were exquisite. However, the puppets were all covered with silver needles.

On the white silk cloth on the back of the two puppets, a line of words was also written.

Is the old lady Luo, and Luo BINGSHU's birthday eight characters.

"Gu Ruolan, what explanation do you have?" Luo BINGSHU's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water. As the prime minister, he knew what it was.

the Wutong puppet, apparently someone cursed him and Mrs. loe, so he buried it under the phoenix tree, and was the prime minister.

He was always the object of flattery. For the first time, someone dared to curse him like this, and his whole body was filled with cold and anger.

He is more familiar with the handwriting on the puppet. It is Gu Ruolan's notes, which he can never forget. Gu Ruolan was born in a scholarly family and was taught by Gu Ting carefully since childhood. She is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, song and Fu. She has a habit of writing.

That is, there will be a turning point in the writing style of Yin's character, and the handwriting on this puppet coincides with her habit, which has been noticed only by him so far.

Therefore, that is to say, the characters on the puppet are probably written by Gu Ruolan.

He really did not dream that the woman he once loved wanted him to die. This cognition burned the pity he had just risen to Gu Ruolan.

"Not me, really not me, you believe me, really not me..." Gu Ruolan pale face, some incoherent, she also came from an official family, naturally know what that is.

At the moment, in the face of men's questioning, she is speechless.

Only because even she herself could not tell the true from the false, as if it had been written by her, if she had not known that she had never written anything like that.

She would even think, that's what she wrote down.

However, she clearly remembered that she had never seen the two puppets, nor had she ever written those two lines.

"You didn't write it. Tell me, who wrote it?"

Luo BINGSHU looked at Gu Ruolan angrily and looked at Gu Ruolan with indignation: "this handwriting, this habit, is the same as you. It's not you. Is it possible that someone framed you? Let me tell you, princess, she has been with me all the time. Even, we don't know that some immortal master came to the prime minister's mansion. If it wasn't for you, who else would there be? Say it

Gu Ruolan drooped his head.

"I thought that you had thought thoroughly about how to cultivate yourself and cultivate your nature in Yilan courtyard over the years, but I didn't expect that you still had resentment and even made such a thing..."

Old lady Luo was also very angry. Looking at the bright silver needles on the puppet, she felt dizzy.

"Old lady, Xiangye, do you believe me now?"

Wu me then said: "it's a pity that this aunt, under the control of the ghost, has done such harmful things. Today I met a poor monk. I can't let it go. Please make a decision as soon as possible. When the time is over, the devil will be full of Yin. I'm afraid it will cause harm again

"No, Mr. Xiang, please don't, old lady, please be merciful and let an'er go. If you really want to burn someone, you can burn me. I beg you, let my child go, please..."

Gu Ruolan kneels on the ground, kowtow incessantly, pleads unceasingly, kowtows to the forehead, exudes the bloodstain, seeks the voice to have been hoarse, Luo old lady and Luo BINGSHU are calm face, silent.

Luo BINGSHU's chest heaved violently. He looked at Gu Ruolan and an'er in her arms. A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, but he finally walked away: "this matter is handled by his mother and his wife, and the original appearance has important matters."

Looking at the man's back when he left, Gu Ruolan even forgot to cry.

Mrs. law, in the end, ordered that Ann should be burned.

Red brocade and Liu's mother and other servants came forward to stop, but they were finally wounded and locked up in the firewood room.However, the old lady couldn't bear to see the young master burned alive. She left the execution to Princess Yongzhao. The old lady's face was tired and her body swayed a few times. She almost fainted on the spot.

The princess had no choice but to take the burden.

After returning to Ning Xin Yuan, the old lady locked herself in the Buddhist temple and knelt down in front of the Bodhisattva for several hours. Even she thought that young master an'er would be doomed to this disaster.

But don't want to, the eldest lady unexpectedly returned to the mansion, also for the sake of the young master, make a big fuss in the prime minister's house.

Young master an'er, unexpectedly, escaped a disaster. The first lady invited a master to expose the lie of selflessness. Unexpectedly, everything was a play directed and performed by Miss Liu.

If it is true, there is no way out of the mountains and rivers!

Now, the truth is revealed, the old lady's heart, just afraid is more self blame.

Lin's mother thought and sighed softly. She took all the dishes that had been cold through.

In the Buddha Hall, Mrs. Luo's eyes trembled slightly, but she opened her eyes, listening to the sound of distant footsteps, and looking at the jade Avalokitesvara statue on the altar in front of the hall.

In the eyes of tiny collapse, there is a faint light.

What happened today is that she was so reckless that she was misled. In the prime minister's office, all the gods and ghosts were fighting together, but no one was worse than the others.

I don't know who made those puppets, one by one?

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