Murong Hao and his wife looked at each other silently, their expressions a little awkward.

Last night, Murong Hao personally tore off a talisman from the window and played with it.

Looking back now, Murong Hao still feels a little confused. On the one hand, he doesn't understand why he is now sucking, but on the other hand, he feels that he has done nothing wrong.

Such a beautiful kitten, what's wrong with it wanting to play with a talisman? Which kitten isn't tempted to play with?

However, facing the real person's question, the couple did not dare to tell the truth. Mrs. Murong could only say silly: "Maybe it was blown away by the night wind."

The room was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was awkward.

"Real person, please take a look for Jiaci first?" Murong Hao quickly changed the subject and asked worriedly and anxiously, "I don't know if Jiaci is still saved?"

The old lady Murong on the bed was put back on her lying flat position, as if she was so angry.

Her face became paler, her lips were faintly filled with a dark purple color, and even her wrists and backs began to appear dark purple scars.

The Shangqing Zhenren shook off the silver whisk again, with a little compassion and a little detachment, walked to the couch in a floating manner, swept the old lady Murong on the bed from head to toe, and sighed, "The old lady of your mansion is already in a thread."

It means that people are dying.

The two maids who served the old lady all trembled and lowered their heads with a gloomy look. If the old lady had something to do...

Mrs. Murong's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked: "Real person, do you have any other way to save my mother-in-law?"

Murong Hao also stared at Shangqing Zhenren without blinking, his whole body tense, and his pupils were extremely complicated, including nervousness, uneasiness, sadness, and a hint of fear.

"Forget it, I'll send the Buddha to the West." The halber of Shangqing said, walking towards the big case in front of the window.

His Taoist boy immediately took out the talisman paper, wolf-brush and traited the talisman ink on the big table. At the same time, Mrs. Murong sent all the servants in the house back.

There was silence in the house, only the talisman remaining at the window was rustling by the wind.

The Shangqing Zhenren held his pen and dripped ink, and drew a very complex new talisman like flowing clouds and water. Then he ordered the Taoist boy to slap the talisman on the heart of Mrs. Murong.

The talisman seemed to be alive, and ripples were rippling on the talisman paper, which made the winding runes on it exude a strange and mysterious aura.

Murong Hao and his wife stared at the old lady on the bed with almost breathtaking care.

The next moment, Mrs. Murong's breathing became clearer little by little with the naked eye, and her nose was slightly twitching.

Her eyes were still closed, and the beads under her eyelids were trembling. The corners of her wrinkled mouth were pursed in a stiff curve, as if she was suffering an inhuman pain.

"This talisman can protect the heart meridian and temporarily protect the old lady's life span for three hours." The Shangqing Zhenren said slowly, with no joy or sorrow in his expression.

When Murong Hao and his wife heard the first half of the sentence, they breathed a little relieved, but when they heard the second half of the sentence, their hearts suddenly rose.

I think that there should be a trick for the Lord Shangqing, so Murong Hao bowed respectfully to him and asked for advice: "I would like to ask the real person to give me some advice."

The Shangqing Zhenren did not look at the couple, nor did she say anything. She looked at the rising sun outside the window with a faint look, and calculated with her fingers.

The faint dawn outside the window illuminated half of his face, and the other half was hidden in the shadows in the corner of the wall, making his temperament look deep and unpredictable.

Several leaves were blown in by the morning breeze, but they automatically bypassed Shangqing Halal.

After a while, his eyes were lowered, he lowered his right hand, and said in a plain tone: "For the sake of the current plan, the only way for the second son of the mansion to get married immediately, celebrate the house with joy, and then use the blood of the bride's Yuanyin to borrow his life."

"In this way, the old lady can last for another three years."

His tone was neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow, and his words were filled with a kind of transcendence of a paranormal, and his wise eyes were silent.

Let's organize the marriage today?! Murong Hao and his wife looked at each other, first shocked, then looked embarrassed.

Yesterday they had just agreed with the Gu family to schedule the wedding date of Murong Yong and Gu Yunzhen on New Year's Eve. Today is the day when the Gu family sends their dowry.

The Gu family is easy to talk to and agree to "joy the wedding". If they temporarily advance the wedding...

"This is also hastily..." Murong Hao said in a difficult voice, really not sure whether the Gu family would agree.

The Shangqing Zhenren casually flapped her sleeves, her sleeves fluttered, and she looked at the couple with a fairy-like look. She shone with an unusually bright light in her pupils.

He said again: "I have just done my fortune. In another three years, the second son of your mansion will make a name for himself and will rise to the top!"

"Whether it is up to the two believers to decide for themselves. I am a person outside the world and just do my best."

Murong Hao and his wife couldn't listen to the last sentence of the Shangqing Zhenren. They looked at each other again, and their eyes were full of burning eyes. As long as they thought of the four words "Qingyuns Up", their blood was boiling.

Their efforts are worth it at this moment!

Three years, as long as the old lady holds on for another three years, they can rise!

Murong Hao respectfully and piously extended his hand to the Shangqing Zhenren to make an invitation: "Please sit in the main hall first, and let me discuss with my family."

Then, the couple sent the halal to the inner room and went to the main hall outside, leaving Mrs. Murong and a nanny in charge to temporarily entertain the real person, while Murong Hao himself went to the outer courtyard to discuss the matter with his two younger brothers.

In fact, the three brothers didn't discuss it for long. They had been holding on for several months and finally managed to survive until now. It was absolutely impossible for them to give up like this.

So, after a stick of incense, Mrs. Murong personally prepared a car of heavy gifts and hurried to Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion.

It was just Chen Chu at this time.

Because I was going to worship my ancestors today, Mrs. Gu got up earlier than before.

Who would have thought that the Murong family would suddenly visit at this time, so she asked Mama Li to invite someone to Cihetang.

"Mrs. I'm sorry for visiting me without complaining. It's really urgent."

"This morning, my old lady was a little bad. My family specially invited the Shangqing Halalist to show it to the old lady again. Shangqing Halalist said that if you want to save the old lady's life, you must hurry up and celebrate."

"I also know that I can only lick my face and beg my wife to get the wife, wanting to advance the wedding date of the two children to today."

Mrs. Murong put her posture very low, for fear that the Gu family would not want to do so.

"..." Mrs. Gu's face was not very good when she heard this.

The Murong family repeatedly advanced the wedding date, which was really a bit greedy and did not take their Gu family seriously.
Chapter completed!