At night, everything was quiet. I should have had a good rest, but there was a play tonight and Xuan Bao couldn't sleep.
Seeing that it was still early, Xuan Bao took Dong Xue around for a walk, and her short legs spontaneously walked to the West Crossing Courtyard. She couldn't sit still and waited outside early.
I saw a group of ghosts again, familiar again and again. I saw Miss Seventh again, and those ghosts wandered over to say hello one after another.
Lao Zhou came out of the West Cross Courtyard and floated directly in front of Xuan Bao: "The jade pendant the second lady is wearing around her neck."
There was no beginning or end to the sentence, Xuan Bao nodded to indicate that Lao Zhou meant that the evil-proof object that kept ghosts away from Fang Rongru was the jade pendant.
"Miss Seventh, the coffins have been brought into the house." Lao Zhou reported.
"Ha, Fang Rongru really can't wait." Xuan Bao angrily crossed his hands on his chest, "Let's see how she can quibble this time."
Glancing at the West Cross Courtyard, Xuan Bao ordered: "Dongxue, wait here for them to come."
"Miss Seven, where are you going?"
Xuan Bao's round eyes were wandering. It was not a good thing for the maid around him to be too smart. She wanted to get to the bottom of things.
"It's still early, I plan to go in and wander around by myself."
Dongxue grabbed Xuanbao and asked, "You plan to sneak into Xikuoyuan, but that won't work."
"What's wrong? I'm just walking around in the house. Besides, I'm just a little baby. Even if I get discovered by wandering around, it won't be a big deal."
It seemed to make sense, Dongxue couldn't help but let go of her hand, and when she came to her senses, Xuan Bao had already run away.
"Don't worry, Lao Zhou is with me." Before he finished speaking, Xuan Baoren disappeared in the corner.
There was nothing he could do about stomping his feet in the snow. He could only stand on tiptoes and look ahead, hoping that they would arrive soon.
Lao Zhou followed Xuan Bao slowly, watching the little baby lie down, and then using her hands and feet to get in through the dog hole in the corner of the backyard, he made a mocking sound.
"Come in." Xuan Bao walked into the courtyard, clapped his hands and stood up, "What's so funny?"
"I think you should have other means to get in." Lao Zhou shook his head gently, "Besides, this is against the rules. You are the legitimate daughter of the Hou family."
Xuan Bao said nonchalantly: "There are other ways to get in. Why don't I choose the simplest one? Besides, I don't understand what rules you are telling me."
"That's right." Lao Zhou looked down at Xuan Bao, "You're just a doll."
Ignoring Lao Zhou, Xuan Bao took out the compass from his arms and woke up the old Taoist master who was sleeping in the space.
"Miss Qi, what are you doing?" Lao Zhou walked around Xuan Bao in surprise.
Xuan Bao smiled sweetly: "I'll try to break the formation in the West Cross Courtyard."
"Why?" Lao Zhou asked casually.
“It’s convenient for everyone to come in and out.”
"Everyone? Who is it?"
"When there is injustice, there is revenge. Even if you can't get close, I think the life surrounded by ghosts will not be so easy."
Lao Zhou understood and understood that the Seventh Miss Daqing planned to break the formation in the West Cross Courtyard so that ghosts could come in to seek bad luck on the second room.
"Oh my, I'm really considerate of people, oh no, I'm considerate of ghosts." Xuan Bao raised his hand and patted his chest, feeling good about himself.
Looking at the pretty little face in front of him, Old Zhou Wei felt that it was inappropriate. Miss Seven was a scheming little fairy.
Regarding setting up and breaking formations, Xuan Bao was gifted with extraordinary talents, could draw inferences from analogies, and draw inferences from one instance to another. With the guidance of an experienced Taoist master, it would be no exaggeration to say that the little doll's abilities were improving rapidly.
Destroying the Xuan Bao in the West Cross Courtyard was purely a temporary idea. Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I just treated it as a practice.
You must know that some people have been studying for many years and cannot even set up ordinary formations, and there are also people who have never even crossed the threshold of formations in their entire lives, not to mention that it is difficult to set up an formation and even more difficult to break it.
Xuan Bao was in high spirits, and the experienced Taoist master didn't think she was fooling around, and was guiding her seriously.
During these days, rather than saying that the old Taoist master taught Xuan Bao, it was better to say that teaching and learning were mutually beneficial. Xuan Bao brought surprises to him every moment, which made him regretful. He should not have sealed her spiritual veins because of her young age. Fortunately, she still
It's too late.
The old Taoist master now knows that there are people outside the world, and that Xuan Bao is really a Taoist genius that is rare in thousands of years. He himself is considered to be extremely talented, but compared to her, he is just a fool. There is a huge difference.
Lao Zhou was wandering around Xuan Bao left and right. When he thought about it, Miss Seven was just showing off with a compass. The art of formations was profound and profound, and it was impossible for a little kid to understand it.
Xuan Bao stared at the compass in his hand, while the little doll looked serious and murmured to himself.
A layman watching the excitement, an expert watching the door, Lao Zhou didn't understand why, the veteran Taoist masters in the space spoke with uncontrollable excitement.
"There is water here, and this water is still living water." Xuanbao squatted at the foot of the rockery, staring thoughtfully at the small channel flowing under his feet with his big eyes.
Lao Zhou said casually: "This water is brought in from the lake in the garden outside the mansion."
"Well, I really put a lot of thought into it. I put a jade belt around my waist and wrapped it with gold and silver. It's good feng shui."
"What Miss Qi means is that there is a lot to be said for the water canal?" Lao Zhou came to his senses.
Xuan Bao nodded slightly: "Based on Feng Shui, the money of the Hou Mansion is slowly introduced into the second house through the canal."
Standing up, Xuan Bao looked along the direction of the water: "The yard in front must be where Fang Rongru lives."
"The second master and his wife don't live in the main house of Xikuaoyuan, but live in Qimeitang, which is the courtyard in front." Old Zhou's grimace rarely showed a surprised expression.
"Qi Mei Tang? Qi Mei Tang?" Xuan Baopi said with a smile, "What a good name."
"Miss Seven, how did you guess it?"
"Is there any need to guess? Fang Rongru has finally mastered the feng shui of making money. Of course she wants to live in a yard where the wealth is gathered."
While talking, Xuan Bao walked quickly to the foot of the rockery, and Lao Zhou followed curiously and squeezed beside her.
After observing for a moment, the little baby took out the Zhang Lingfu from his arms and stuck it against the inside of the rockery rock.
"What is this doing?"
"The Corrosion Talisman can slowly corrode big rocks, breaking this feng shui."
After Xuan Bao finished speaking, Lao Zhou found that the water channel seemed to be a little different. He looked closely at the big stone on the rockery where the magic talisman was affixed, and the water flowing out was mixed with fine sand and gravel and was no longer clear.
"Is this breaking Feng Shui?"
"A grain of sand brings bad luck and disaster. Haha, Fang Rongru will spit out everything she eats. It's really not worth the gain."
Xuan Bao's bright smile was full of calculations. She casually posted a magic talisman, and the second room would be in trouble. If this was true, Lao Zhou thought about it carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
Miss Seven's abilities were far beyond imagination. Lao Zhou decided not to offend Miss Seven by offending anyone in the future.
Xuan Bao strolled leisurely in the West Cross Courtyard. After a long period of peace, the servants here became lax, and no one even noticed the little baby strutting around inside.
