Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

The exact same gesture appeared, shocking Taoist Xinglan, and then he burst into laughter.

"With disciples like these, what more could I ask for?"

The others were envious and jealous, wondering why they didn't come across such a good seedling first.

The one who had the biggest psychological fluctuations was Taoist Xinjue. It was obvious that he met him first. Being a senior brother and being a master are completely different, right?

Ding Yi made gestures seriously, there was only a trace of the plague that had broken out, and she did not dare to be careless, because the toxicity and contagiousness of that trace in the future would be much greater than that of the present one. If it got out, the world's population would be reshuffled, and the people on the scene would share the cause and effect.

After regulating their breath for half an hour, the Taoist priests stood up and, under the command of Taoist Priest Xinglan, checked for deficiencies and filled in the gaps.

After inspection, they found that this level of protective shield was the same as when they used their full strength, and even vaguely better than the original.

"Is this possible?" The little Taoist priest asked a soul-searching question, looking at Ding Yi with burning eyes.

Ding Yi: "...as long as you have hands, it will be fine."

Graduate.

Do people say it?

Ding Yi went on to explain: "Didn't the seniors perform it at the beginning? It's quite simple, but it wastes a bit of spiritual energy. If it weren't for the help of the elders, I wouldn't be able to set up the protective shield completely."

The eyes are clear and the look is sincere.

Several elders: The clown turned out to be me, so it’s better not to explain.

After all the plague was eradicated, a group of people remained on the sidelines, knowing that they would no longer sense any information about the plague.

"Alas, my Taichu Temple, this place will probably become a forbidden area in the future." Taoist Xinglan shook his head and sighed. If it weren't for the pride in his eyes, the other Taoists would have really thought that he was heartbroken.

"Master Xinglan, stop showing off. It makes me sick."

When the soldiers outside Taichu Temple retreated, the leading general glanced at Ding Yi several times.

Ding Yi wondered if there was something on her face.

Taoist Xinjue explained: "You don't know Cen Chi, but he knows your father, General Fubo Xia Wenmao. Cen Chi and Xia Wenmao were in the same military examination. He is now the General of the Left of the Imperial Guard and one of the current confidants."

He frowned, not quite understanding.

Taoist Xinjue sighed, "Tao Yan, although we are Taoists who have abandoned worldly desires, we do not avoid the world. Instead, we need to practice in the world and make friends with some people. It will not do you any harm. But don't go to the mountains and forests to retreat alone. You don't know when you will die. People like us who have entered the Tao do not need to go to the mountains and forests at all. The whole world is a place for us to practice."

Ding Yi nodded, indicating that she understood. She would not be so foolish as to isolate herself from the world. The happiness of the secular world is beyond your imagination.

After solving the most difficult problem of Xia Xuege, Ding Yi bid farewell to all his predecessors and returned to Xia Mansion.

The Xia Mansion has been very lively recently. Three women are putting on a drama, going back and forth, and making quite a joke in front of Xia Wenming's spirit. The Xia Mansion's relatives and in-laws are eating so much that they are vomiting.

Xia Wenming's funeral was simple. This was the result of discussion between Ding Yi and Xia Wenliang. Ding Yi vaguely revealed to Xia Wenliang what had happened in Xin Yao Mountain in the past few days. Xia Wenliang was terrified and cursed Xia Wenming to death in his heart. He would curse him to death if he was dead, and stab him if he was alive.

The Xia family was almost destroyed. No matter how well-mannered Xia Wenliang was, or how much of a good brother he was who loved his younger siblings, it was hard for him not to feel resentment at this moment.

"Your Majesty!"

……

"Divide the family?" As soon as Old Man Xia came back, Xia Wenliang made a fuss about dividing the family.

He was also afraid. He didn't know how his second brother had raised his children over the years. His three sons were playboys who got into trouble every day and relied on their masters for power. Sooner or later, they would provoke an enemy that the Xia family could not afford to offend. Even if the other party did it for Ding Yi's sake, they would inevitably suffer serious injuries.

According to his observations over the past few days, each of his three daughters is more brain-stem deficient and more vicious than the other.

The legitimate daughter Xia Xueyue runs out every day without thinking, and has been in and out of the prince's mansion several times. Xia Wenliang wants to lock her up. Now he is the only one in the Xia family who is an official in the court. His Majesty is in the prime of his life. What does Xia Xueyue want to do? Should she take sides in advance? Does the Xia family have the qualifications?

Xia Xuezhen shouts every day that everyone is equal, but the last time he saw Xia Wenyun ordering a maid around, he immediately turned unhappy and accused Xia Wenyun of treating the servants as non-human beings.

She said she wanted to be sisters with the maid, but while enjoying the maid's service, she became more and more aggressive in ordering others around. After the incident, she shed a few tears and said she didn't mean it.

Xia Xuexuan was even more excessive. The housekeeper reported that everyone around Xia Xuexuan was injured, and Xia Xuexuan was torturing and killing cats and dogs in the yard.

Xia Wenliang was horrified when he heard this. His second brother did treat all his children equally, but none of them was successful.

If these things were to get out, not only would all the men and women in the Xia family who were planning on getting married be affected, but also those who were younger than them and those who were already married would be affected.

Xia Wenliang told the old man what had happened recently. Old man Xia slumped in his chair, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Dad, let's divide the family. My son's three children are all unmarried, and my third brother has two children. Do you have the heart to let my second brother's children destroy the entire Xia family?"

Xia Wenliang no longer cared about face at this moment. His substance was almost gone, so what was the use of face?

Call him selfish, he has to think about himself and the innocent children.

"Let me think about it." Old Man Xia couldn't make up his mind and decided to go and take a look himself.

The second son is gone, and the second wife’s children are all gone. How will they live after the family splits up?

Old man Xia moved into Xia Wenming's yard, under the pretext of wanting to spend time with his son. If his son's spirit is still in heaven, he will always come to see this old man.

A few days later, Old Man Xia fell ill. Xia Wenliang and Qin were busy taking care of him. Ding Yi stepped in and searched the whole mansion. They successfully found out the truth that the three granddaughters of the second wife poisoned Old Man Xia's medicine.

After Old Man Xia found out, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

Ding Yi used his power to go into the palace and bring back three imperial doctors, who examined him one by one.

"The old master is so angry that he has a heart attack. He has been poisoned by several kinds of drugs. It seems that these are all recent events. Please prescribe three doses of medicine for me to try. I cannot guarantee anything. Your Highness, I will take my leave."

Ding Yi picked up the prescription and asked someone to get the medicine and boil it.

"Tao Yan, have you known this a long time ago?" Xia Wenliang looked sad. The person lying there was his father, and he suspected Ding Yi.

Ding Yi shook his head. How could he admit it? When Xia Taoyan died, Xia Wenliang also found clues, but when old man Xia returned home, he was determined to protect his poor second son, but in the end, no one could protect him.

Look, the granddaughter did it herself, but her favorite grandson hasn’t come back yet. I wonder if Old Man Xia will be happy when he wakes up, and whether he can still say “A harmonious family brings prosperity.”

It doesn't hurt if the knife doesn't stab yourself. Ding Yi is afraid of pain, so he can only let the knife stab others.

"Uncle, if I had known, I wouldn't be grandpa lying here now." Ding Yi wiped away the tears that were forced out from the corners of his eyes.