The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 339

Here, the two of them are very affectionate and their short separation makes them feel like a new marriage.

On the other side, Zhou Hui looked at the pig's head on the altar and sighed deeply.

He felt that his expression at this moment was very similar to itss—his eyes were closed tightly, and he looked like he had lost all desire to live.

In the evening, Luo Mian's note was passed to Zhou Hui.

It's filled with things you need to prepare.

However, in the key "specific operations" line, there is only one word.

"slightly."

略？

slightly???

Zhou Hui's face was filled with black lines on his forehead. He even wondered if tonight would be the day he would die.

What’s even more terrible is that the emperor suddenly changed his mind about the ceremony, which was originally scheduled to be held outdoors, and said that it should be held in the Yangxin Palace?!

"What is in the royal bloodline?"

"Why are each one more abnormal than the other?"

Zhou Hui couldn't help but mutter.

Inside the main hall, sitting on the dragon throne, the emperor had an unfathomable look on his face, and his whole body was dignified and imposing without him even getting angry.

On both sides sat concubines from various palaces, and even a few princes and princesses.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Zhou Hui stood in the hall, feeling like a lamb to be slaughtered, his palms slightly sweaty.

At this time, the emperor's voice was heard.

"Master Wei, let's begin!"

When Zhou Hui heard this, the sweat on his forehead almost fell into his eyes.

Start?

Start a ghost?!

What the hell do I do?

But now the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Zhou Hui took a deep breath, put on an unfathomable look, and deliberately walked slowly to the altar with his hands behind his back.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and began to mutter to himself.

Of course, what was he reading?

no one knows.

Because he himself doesn't know.

However, everyone present felt a bit of awe when they saw Zhou Hui pretending to be mysterious.

Have you never eaten pork, or seen a pig running?

Zhou Hui grabbed a handful of agarwood, his hands trembling slightly, and lighted it on the candle flame.

Green smoke rose up instantly, misty and elusive, and it really had a mysterious flavor.

He held the incense in his hand, picked up a brass bell in his left hand, and shook it gently.

"Jingle Bell……"

The clear ringing of the bell echoed in the silent hall, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.

Very good, the momentum is there!

Zhou Hui nodded secretly and then took a deep breath.

Then he took a sudden step forward, assuming a self-proclaimed majestic posture, with his steps interlaced and mixed, performing a set of 'Tian Gang Steps' that he had just improvised.

Then, Zhou Hui was seen ringing the bell, stepping on the "Tian Gang Step" and chanting something.

"Taishang Laojun, please obey my command!"

"Yin and Yang are intertwined, ghosts and gods are unpredictable, demons and monsters, please leave!"

"The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law, Jade Emperor, please help me!"

……

Zhou Hui was talking nonsense, with cigarette lingering in his hand and his steps unsteadily. From a distance, he really looked like a "hermit".

Especially at the end, he stomped his feet suddenly and swung his arms, with the momentum to suppress the evil spirit, and the sound was deafening.

"I obey the will of heaven to suppress the evil spirits!"

Zhou Hui had just finished speaking when he was thinking about what to do next.

"boom!"

The eight windows that were originally tightly closed were all opened.

The wind was blowing wildly and the candlelight was swaying violently, casting dancing shadows throughout the hall, as if countless ghosts were floating on the walls.

Everyone present was stunned by this scene.

Of course, this also includes Zhou Hui himself...

The soul-calling banner behind Zhou Hui was fluttering violently in the wind.

Even more bizarre is——

The flickering candlelight reflected the pig head on the altar, making it look...

As if alive.

Zhou Hui took a deep breath and his steps became a little weak.

Could it be that I... really have some abilities? !

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, frowning slightly, his hands tightly gripping the armrests.

"It's so cold..."

Concubine Jing hugged Luo Yuyao tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Concubine Yan's face was pale, as if she was extremely frightened. She lowered her head and clutched her sleeves tightly.

But at this moment.

"Boom!"

A dull sound of someone falling to the ground suddenly broke the silence.

Everyone was shocked and looked over.

I saw a young eunuch standing next to the altar, who was in charge of adding incense. His face was pale and his whole body was twitching violently, as if he was entangled by something!

“There is… a ghost…”

His voice was intermittent, his eyes rolled up, and he began to foam at the mouth!

“There’s a ghost… ah!”

The palace servants completely collapsed and retreated in horror.

After a few seconds.

The little eunuch who was lying on the ground and twitching suddenly stopped. His mouth suddenly closed as if controlled by some invisible force, and even the twitching stopped.

The entire hall was in deathly silence.

Everyone's heart was in their throat and they didn't even dare to breathe.

then.

The young eunuch slowly opened his eyes, his eyes empty, and looked around.

Zhou Hui's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but take a step back.

I couldn't help but wonder.

This...what's going on?

The temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

The young eunuch's gaze suddenly fell on the corner of the hall.

In the corner, Ming Ming lowered his head slightly, seemingly still immersed in his own thoughts, and did not really pay attention to what had just happened.

Available in the next second.

The corners of the little eunuch's mouth slowly expanded upwards, as if they were about to tear apart. His mouth grew wider and wider, almost reaching his ears!

"Jie... Jie Jie..."

Suddenly there was a low laugh, hoarse and eerie.

Then, he slowly raised his hand and pointed to the unknown in the corner.

"The wronged souls weeping in the wild surround the palace gates, and the blood-stained lamps lead the ghosts back to the dust."

"The evil spirits in the palace are all caused by you!"

"You... deserve... to die..."

Ming Ming suddenly looked up.

He stared at the little eunuch who was talking nonsense, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"I am the abbot of Mingjue Temple!"

"How could the evil in the palace be caused by me?"

Concubine Yan covered her mouth with her hands, looking extremely frightened, and turned to look towards the unknown.

"No wonder……"

"No wonder. I ran into you by chance in front of the Yangxin Palace, and after asking you for some legal advice..."

"I had a nightmare during my nap..."

After saying that, she slowly raised her eyes and looked into the unknown, her eyes mixed with a bit of inquiry, fear... and a hint of hidden coldness.

"I see……"

Zhou Hui blinked his eyes, his heart was filled with alarm, and his eyes moved between Yan Fei and Ming Ming.

What does this mean?

Ming Ming looked at Concubine Yan.

"Empress Yan."

"What do you mean by that?"

Concubine Yan seemed frightened by his gaze and took a step back slightly, her voice trembling.

"I...I'm just telling the truth..."

Zhou Hui inserted the agarwood in his hand into the incense burner, and then looked into the unknown.

"Unknown Abbot."

"You won't be like that eunuch Qian who was just thrown into prison..."

"Are they in the same group?"