Not long ago, he thought he had understood the secrets of witchcraft and understood the world of yin and yang.
But under the suppression of this power, he found that he was so powerless.
This is the difference in strength.
"No, with my ability, there is no way to completely control the Tang Mansion. If I want to solve this problem, I have to narrow the scope."
Shi Qing gritted his teeth, took out a signal firework, and threw it into the air.
In the library, Mingwei saw the signal and said with a smile: "Master Shi really made a decisive decision. He realized his lack of strength and immediately backed down."
Ji Xiaowu asked: "Then how are we going to get back?"
"No need to go back." Mingwei said, "Second Young Master has returned home, he should know how to deal with it."
Ji Xiaowu clicked his tongue and said, "You are so insidious. You are planning to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers!"
Ming smiled and said: "He can arrange fireworks to celebrate the celebration one step in advance. I guess he also has other means? Miss Wen, don't you think so?"
Wen Xiuyi, who was driving the Gu insects, glared at her bitterly.
She didn't want to agree at all, but she believed in her heart that her senior brother would definitely deal with it.
"Miss Wen," Mingwei warned, "Whether we can turn defeat into victory today depends on you. You won't let your guard down, will you?"
Wen Xiuyi really didn't want her to be proud, but in the current situation, if she had to confront Mingwei, she would be defeated, so she could only endure her anger and reply: "Of course."
Mingwei nodded with satisfaction: "If there are any changes, please report them at any time. Don't try to hide it, otherwise your dear senior brother will die."
"Hey!" Wen Xiuyi couldn't help it anymore, "Can you stop talking about my senior brother?"
Mingwei followed Shan Ruliu: "Okay, the person who will die in that way is your dear Second Young Master Tang."
"..." Wen Xiuyi muttered, "I have been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that I met a woman like you."
Ming smiled kindly and said: "Don't forget, you personally robbed me of Nanchu, Miss Wen."
…
In the main courtyard, people exchanged glasses of wine and exchanged cups.
A male guest, who was half drunk, wandered over to propose a toast: "Tang Shi, I'm having a great day today, why don't you look happy? Come on, come on, brother, I'll give you a toast. I'm like a beautiful flower. You're a lucky boy."
Tang Xi thanked him with a smile and took a sip.
The male guest was not happy: "That's all you drink? It's too disrespectful to my brother. Come on, fill it up!"
Tang Xi looked apologetic: "Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm really too drunk."
"You only have this once in your life! So what if you're drunk? Come on, come on!"
"Brother Zhou..."
It is rare in a family to persuade people to drink alcohol in such a rough manner. Immediately, a nephew from the Tang family came up to stop the wine: "Uncle Zhou Shi, my tenth uncle is having a wedding ceremony today, how can he get drunk? Come on, my nephew will drink with you!"
"this……"
"My nephew, please do it first!"
The male guest didn't want to embarrass Tang Xi anymore, so he said: "Since you are drinking on his behalf, you can't just drink this much, right?"
"Yes, yes," the young master of the Tang family said immediately, "How about three drinks, little nephew?"
"Okay! Feel free!"
"Uncle Zhou Shi, you only had one drink, no, no, no, you have to drink two more."
"Just drink, you have to drink too."
"No problem, my nephew will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman."
Tang Shao raised his head and looked at the increasingly hazy moonlight, frowning.
"Erlang, is there something wrong?"
"Yes." Tang Shao said softly, "The other party is surrounding us."
When Tang Xi heard what he said, his hair stood on end.
He couldn't see anyone. What kind of encirclement was the so-called encirclement?
The sharp sound of breaking porcelain attracted their attention.
The male guest just now got into an argument with the Tang family's nephew.
"If you don't drink when I ask you to, are you looking down on our Zhou family?"
"Uncle Zhou Shi, what are you talking about? My nephew has already had a drink, how can he drink like this? Today is a great celebration for our Tang family, and Uncle Zhou Shi doesn't give him any face?"
"Hey! The Tang family is so proud! If it weren't for the tyranny of your Tang family, we would have come all the way to this hellish place? What about having a wedding banquet? To put it bluntly, isn't it just your Tang family who is giving gifts?"
"Have you been asked to give gifts? Who told you that you are incompetent and have to ask for help from us? If you have the guts, don't give them!"
"What did you say?"
"I said you are incompetent!"
"Bah! It's okay for the bosses above to yell at us. Even a little kid like you dares to look down on me!"
"So what if I look down on you? Hit me if you can!"
"If I hit you, I'll hit you!"
The two of them actually twisted into a ball.
Tang Xi looked over in surprise, only to find that the others either looked indifferent, or were encouraging loudly or looking fanatical.
"How could this happen?" He was extremely surprised.
Those who will stay in the main courtyard are all the closest relatives of the Tang family. Even if they are enemies of a wealthy family, they usually smile when they meet, so why would they scold or even fight each other so vulgarly?
What's even weirder is that no one stopped me.
Tang Xi's hair stood on end, feeling that these people were extremely strange.
They still look the same, but deep down? Are they really the same people he knows?
"Erlang..." Tang Xi wanted to ask for help, but when he turned his head, he saw Tang Shao put down the wine glass in his hand and walked towards the place where the quarrel was taking place.
Is this to stop a fight? Tang Xi felt relieved, Erlang was here...
Before he could finish thinking, he saw Tang Shao pick up a chair and take two steps forward...
"Erlang!"
Amid the shouting, Tang Xi watched helplessly as Tang Shao swung the chair over——
What followed was a farce.
The chair hit the male guest on the head, causing blood to fly.
The head was like a smashed melon, torn apart.
The crowd was in an uproar.
The male guest's relatives grabbed the wine bottle on the table and threw it at Tang Shao's head.
The sons and nephews of the Tang family came forward, some shook their fists, and some flipped the table.
Tang Xi's eyes widened, and what he saw before him was so absurd that it seemed like he was dreaming.
But he smelled the fishy smell of blood and a loud noise that almost broke his eardrums.
What's going on?
"Uncle Ten!" A voice sounded in his ear.
Tang Xi's nose was irritated and he sneezed.
As soon as his vision flickered, everything just now disappeared.
There were drunken words in the ears, some were yelling, some were crying and laughing, but there was no blood or smashed heads.
"What happened?" Tang Xi asked confusedly, and found that his face was wet and covered with wine.
Tang Shao put down his wine glass and said calmly: "You are possessed."
"Just now..."
"It's fake, the other party has already taken action."
"Oh..." Tang Xi breathed a sigh of relief, he just said, how could Erlang do such a thing.
He calmed down for a while and said, "What's going on? Do you want us to hallucinate and then kill each other?"
Tang Shao shook his head: "Killing each other? Where is the use? I'm afraid the content of the nightmare is what they want. Uncle Ten, what do you think they saw?"
Tang Xi listened to the shouts of these people, and the one who shouted the most was...
Tang Er!
Tang Xi suddenly remembered Mrs. Tang's nightmare.