The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Zhou Shiyue's face didn't look very good either.

He suspected that the person who controlled Buhanda's soul was in the capital, or not far from the capital.

He has been keeping an eye on things happening in the capital and is well-informed.

The other party is just waiting for this opportunity.

When many things came together, they began to manipulate Shui Xin. Because they had a lot of things to do at the moment, they were afraid that they would not have enough manpower.

What the other party may want is to make them lose sight of the big picture.

But which one of them does the other party want the most that they can’t take care of?

Does she want something to happen in the cold palace, or does she want Weng Songzhi to die, or does she want his peach blossom to be formed?

Or, are they so busy with these things that they can't take care of anything else?

What else might happen recently?

Zhou Shiyue frowned and thought.

They had just left Huaiyuan when the ghost gate in Huaiyuan suddenly opened and Lu Zhaoling came out.

As soon as Lu Song saw her, he was overjoyed.

"Master Sister, you're back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Lu Zhaoling's face looked not very good, and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Senior Sister has also encountered some difficulties?

"Senior Sister, what happened?" Lu Song asked.

The ghost gate closed behind him and disappeared.

Lu Zhaoling finally came to her senses and was about to answer when she saw Weng Songzhi lying on a bamboo chair under a locust tree.

Her eyes flashed.

Lu Song was about to explain, but Lu Zhaoling had already seen through it.

"Illusion Talisman?"

"Master did this?"

Lu Song didn't expect her to see it at a glance. He admired her and quickly answered her, "Yes, Master just said that Uncle's life is coming to an end..."

He quickly explained what had just happened in a few words.

Lu Zhaoling was silent for a moment after hearing this. "You watch here, I'll go draw the talisman."

Master is right. I need to draw more of these magic talismans and replace them with new ones from time to time. Otherwise, this fake uncle will not last long. Even if the human form is still there, I cannot deceive the Heaven and the Judge.

"Big Sister, Big Brother..."

Lu Song really wanted to know how Yin Yunting was doing now. Didn't he come back with him? If the eldest brother came back and saw this fake uncle, what would he do as the judge?

"My senior brother is busy and probably won't be back in the next few days." Lu Zhaoling also remembered Yin Yunting's identity as a judge. He looked at the fake uncle, pursed his lips, and said, "Even if my senior brother saw it, he wouldn't do anything. Don't worry."

Now the eldest disciple has not yet fully remembered the judge's memory, so the uncle must be put first. This is not a rule of the underworld.

Hearing her say this, Lu Song breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big Sister, your eyes?"

"Nothing for now."

Lu Zhaoling entered the hall and called Qingyin and Qingbao out.

"Mix the cinnabar. I need to draw a lot of talismans."

Lu Zhaoling said to Qingyin and Qingbao, "You can also help me draw a few more fire talismans."

Qingyin and Qingbao had already learned this simple thing, so Lu Zhaoling asked them to help draw some.

She took out a golden pen and quickly drew ten magic symbols.

When the magic talisman was handed to Lu Song, Lu Song was shocked.

It turns out that the senior sister can really draw this kind of talisman!

He just looked at his uncle and second senior sister, and they didn't know how to use this kind of talisman. The eldest senior sister was really amazing.

"I'll teach you when I have time." Lu Zhaoling saw his shocked look as he held the talisman. "This is a simple introduction that's not difficult. You can start with the illusion."

It is the most difficult to create an illusion and deceive both the heaven and the underworld.

But it’s not difficult to draw ordinary ones, as long as you can fool ordinary people.

"Thank you, senior sister."

Lu Zhaoling told him to change the talisman every two hours.

"Master said one hour before." Lu Song said.

"Well, Master's paintings might take an hour to change, but mine can last longer."

Lu Zhaoling said this calmly, but Lu Song was stunned.

Senior Sister, do you have to be so ordinary?

"I'll go see my uncle."

Lu Zhaoling was originally a little worried, but his uncle's matter was the most urgent now.

She went to Weng Songzhi's place, and her heart sank when she saw her uncle.

"Xiao Ling'er, you're back?" Weng Songzhi didn't seem to notice her expression. Instead, he was concerned about what she was doing. "Did you find out about Su Xiaolian?"

Lu Zhaoling's throat was choked.

Because she saw clearly that Weng Songzhi's fate was about to end.

No more than two days.

But she had seen it before and it should take some time, it wouldn’t be so fast!

Someone must have done something behind this.

"The High Priest!"

Lu Zhaoling gritted his teeth and said it.

Weng Songzhi was stunned. "What did you say?"

"Uncle Master, your vitality must not have been destroyed," Lu Zhaoling was now certain of this. "The other party is using your vitality to control the rest of your life."

As long as he holds on to Weng Songzhi's life and uses some strange secret method, he can force Weng Songzhi to die.

The other party did it on purpose!

Originally, Weng Songzhi still had at least one more month to live, but now the other party has made some moves.

What is the purpose of killing Weng Songzhi in these two days?

"The high priest won't come to the capital in person," Weng Songzhi was certain of this. "He must be stationed in the barbarian tribe at this time."

"If it's not him, then someone else is here with your life!"

There was a fire in Lu Zhaoling's eyes. This was too much. He even ran to the capital with his uncle's life. Didn't they think he could do anything to him?

So arrogant?

"Since he has come to our door, we should find him and save our lives!" said Lu Zhaoling.

Weng Songzhi felt helpless.

"But the other party will definitely not let us find it easily." Gu Sanliang also said.

"Holding the hope of survival, it cannot see the light of day, otherwise it will have to hide during the day and come out at night." Lu Zhaoling also frowned. Finding the hope of survival is not an easy task.

Anything used to contain vitality must be able to isolate vitality. Tracking talismans and the like are useless.

"I'll get someone to check it out." Lu Zhaoling immediately called Madam Sheng San.

Now Youming needs Sheng Sanniang, but she also needs it.

After a while, Mrs. Sheng San came hurriedly.

"Master Lu, why are you calling me right after you got back?"

When Ms. Sheng San came, she asked her in surprise, why did she call her back when they had just separated in the Netherworld?

When she was about to come up, the two messengers, black and white, urged her to go back quickly.

Madam Sheng Sanzi never thought that she would become so important one day. Everyone was vying for her help. She was really a very useful and powerful ghost fairy.

She's awesome.

Madam Sheng San blinked her beautiful eyes and waited for Lu Zhaoling to speak.

"Help me find my uncle's life source. You are a great ghost fairy now. You should be able to find the life source by sniffing it."

Geniuses are most sensitive to vitality.

Because that's what they lack the most.

Moreover, Madam Sheng San has a very high level of cultivation and is even more sensitive.

"A chance of survival?" Madam Sheng San looked at Weng Songzhi and said in a lost voice, "Hey, are you going to die?"

Weng Songzhi: "......"

Sheng Chuixue, how about we be more polite?

Madam Sheng San covered her lips with three fingers and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I spoke the truth too quickly."