Shang Meizhu burst into tears: "Grandpa Xiang, why do you think dad's health is getting worse and worse..." The old man in black sighed: "To be honest, I don't know why, but the president's energy and blood are getting worse and worse.
Leading to weakness and coughing up blood."
"During this period, we have also seen many doctors, whether they are top foreign medical institutions or domestic medical masters."
"No one can figure out the cause."
The old man sighed: "Now, we can only invite the Confucian and Taoist people from the Confucius Temple to come and see the president's illness."
Confucian and Taoist masters are well-read and possess great righteousness, which is immune to all kinds of poisons and can frighten ghosts and resentful spirits.
This is why they come here.
Just as he was talking, the Confucius Temple in front of everyone had opened, and a little book boy leaned on the door rail, curiously looking at the outsiders at the door.
Confucius Temple is a tourist attraction in Jinling City, but it is limited to the outside.
Inside the temple, no idlers are allowed to enter.
"Hello, young sir, we are the Shanghai Dongxu Chamber of Commerce. This is Miss Mo Yuyan and Mo's token. Please come in and inform us."
Shang Dongxu took out a piece of exquisite jade and handed it over.
On the jade, there is a small seal character "Mo" engraved on it.
"Come with me. Senior Sister Mo has known for a long time that you are coming today and specifically asked me to wait here."
The little book boy took the jade pendant.
Shang Dongxu and others were shocked. They came for a temporary visit and did not tell them in advance.
As a result, the expert was able to calculate it in advance!... The interior of the Confucius Temple is very simple, but it is also filled with a peaceful atmosphere. The flowers, trees, tables, chairs and stones all make people very comfortable.
Shang Dongxu and others followed the little book boy for a long time.
Finally, we arrived at the inner courtyard of Confucius Temple. In front of us was a quiet sightseeing pavilion.
In the pavilion, a beautiful woman with elegant temperament was lazily leaning on a wicker chair and reading a book.
"So beautiful..." Shang Meizhu opened her mouth slightly, her face full of surprise.
Even if they were both women, they couldn't help but feel ashamed after seeing the woman on the wicker chair. They immediately shrank their necks with a guilty conscience, as if they didn't dare to compete with the other person.
"Senior Sister Mo is naturally extremely beautiful. She is the fairy in the novel and Yan Ruyu in Confucian morality."
"You have all heard the words Yan Ruyu in the book."
The little book boy smiled and said.
He was laughing happily when suddenly a brush was thrown from behind him and hit the little book boy on the back of his head.
"Readers, don't boast in vain."
"You will be punished by copying the second chapter of "The Doctrine of the Mean" ten times."
The soft voice coming from the mouth of the woman in the pavilion was like a gentle spring breeze, refreshing and refreshing.
The little book boy immediately grimaced, but did not dare to disobey. He picked up the brush, bowed to the woman in the pavilion, and then went back to copy the book.
At this time.
The woman in the pavilion spoke softly again: "Mr. Shang, I don't like nagging, so you and your daughter can come over and talk in detail."
"well."
Shang Dongxu nodded quickly, letting the others wait where they were, and then walked into the tourist pavilion with his daughter.
Mo Yuyan put down her book and stretched out her hand with a smile: "Both of you, please sit down."
"Thank you, Miss Mo."
Shang Dongxu and Shang Meizhu sat down.
Then the two of them discovered that the coffee table in front of them was something special. It turned out to be a Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua plate.
In addition to the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua disk, Mo Yuyan also had a lot of oracle bones, copper coins and bamboo sticks for fortune telling.
"Miss Mo is really proficient in Xuanmen skills."
Shang Dongxu's eyes lit up and he thought he had come to the right place.
"I only have a little understanding of it. I figured it out by myself when I was bored while studying. For this, the teacher taught me a lot."
Mo Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled, captivating the country and the city.
"Haha, Miss Mo doesn't have to be modest."
"The two prides of Jinling City, Yang Junlan of the Yang family, are a genius in the business world, and Miss Mo, you are known as the 'Female Zhuge'. Not only are you proficient in Confucian Haoran Qi, but you are also self-taught and have studied the Yin and Yang of Bagua."
"I went to see Taoist Master Xuancheng last month, and he was full of praise for you. He even regretfully said that you were not his disciple."
Shang Dongxu said with a smile.
The stunningly beautiful woman in front of her is Mo Yuyan, who is as famous as Yang Junlan and one of the Twin Phoenixes of Jinling.
The eldest lady of the Mo family.
He is talented and has studied under the master of the Confucius Temple since childhood. Although he is a student of Confucianism, he specializes in the art of Zhouyi and Bagua alone, without missing anything, and he is also proficient in Xuanmen.
In the secular world, Yang Junlan's limelight is much greater than hers.
But in the eyes of real wealthy families, Mo Yuyan, the 'female Zhuge', is a well-deserved extraordinary woman, countless times more important than Yang Junlan.
"Mr. Shang is so complimentary."
"Taoist Master Xuancheng is half my mentor, and he also mentioned your matter to me."
Mo Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her clear eyes and looked over: "Taoist Master Xuancheng said that the power of your energy and blood collapsed for no reason, right?"
"That's right, I was fine originally, but for some reason, I feel very weak."
"I pay more attention to health. I never go out to fool around. I exercise all the year round. I don't have any illnesses even when I go to the hospital for check-ups."
"But since half a year ago, I have been awakened by nightmares every night."
Shang Dongxu said with some palpitations: "In a dream, I encountered an evil ghost seeking my life. It is extremely real."
"Later on, my spirit became worse and worse, my body gradually became weaker, and I often coughed up blood..." Mo Yuyan listened quietly, giving people a sense of tranquility.
Half an hour later.
Shang Dongxu just finished describing the strange things he encountered during this period.
"Miss Mo, what's going on with me?"
Shang Dongxu looked at Mo Yuyan like he was asking for advice: "Taoist Master Xuancheng didn't see the specific reason. He asked me to come over to you and have a look..." "Well, I'm looking at it."
Mo Yuyan spoke calmly.
A strange light suddenly flashed in her clear eyes.
In an instant.
Shang Dongxu was shocked, and his mind was captured by the light in Mo Yuyan's eyes. His whole body was stagnant and motionless, as if his soul had left his body.
The breeze blows.
But this wind became stagnant the moment it approached the sightseeing pavilion, and then disappeared.
A full ten minutes passed.
The light in Mo Yuyan's beautiful eyes dimmed, and her pretty face turned slightly pale.
"Miss Mo, what happened just now..." Shang Dongxu asked in confusion.
"Nothing, I'm observing your luck."
Mo Yuyan explained with a smile: "Mr. Shang is blessed with great fortune, which is gratifying, but the originally smooth fortune has been inexplicably mixed with a touch of death."
Deadly?
Shang Dongxu froze.
"The death energy is also the corpse energy, just like Captain Mo Jin digging up corpses in ancient tombs all year round, it will inevitably contaminate the body with death energy."
"but."
"Even if you touch Jin Xiaowei, the death energy will only exist on the surface, which can be eliminated with glutinous rice and black dog blood. However, Mr. Shang, your death energy is directly attached to your fortune."
Mo Yuyan's expression turned serious.
After observing carefully for a moment, she made a decision: "You have an evil spirit entering your body, and you have encountered an extremely powerful resentful spirit!"
As she spoke, Mo Yuyan bit her red lips tightly, and a light flashed again in her clear and beautiful eyes.
Before it was a strange white glow.
At this time, it inexplicably turned into a strange red light.
"The place where the resentful souls hide is right here."
Mo Yuyan's eyes moved down and fell on the Blood Dragon Wood Buddha Bead on Shang Dongxu's wrist.
"There is a powerful resentful soul inside this string of beads!"