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

Everyone looked carefully and saw that it was Buhanda.

The ghost of Buhanda, who was tied up in a ball, did not struggle much and looked very numb.

But it worked in the end.

Peace returned all around.

Qingbao spoke first, "Miss, are you okay?"

She asked cautiously.

"It's okay. You can clean up the yard." Lu Zhaoling said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense bodies relaxed, and they all subconsciously twisted and moved.

Qingyu and the others quickly started to pack up.

Qingyin and Qingbao looked at Shui Xin.

Shui Xin spat out a mouthful of blood, and her complexion actually looked a little better than before.

Her eyes clearly had the look of a normal person, but she was very weak and her head was a little dizzy.

"I am..."

Lu Zhaoling waved a talisman in front of her, causing her eyes to slowly close.

"Just get some sleep."

"Qingyin Qingbao, help her clean up and let her sleep well."

"Yes."

Qingyin and Qingbao quickly helped Shuixin out.

Yin Changxing also walked to the front of Buhanda's ghost on the ground and took a look.

"His soul is already missing, so there's no way to get anything out of him." He sighed.

Such a Buhanda is a confused soul who can't remember anything at all and nothing can be learned from him through interrogation.

Lu Zhaoling didn't care.

"It's okay. If you don't want to ask, then don't ask. You probably know it already."

She blinked and said with a wicked smile, "Master, we just worked together to severely injure the man behind this. Guess how he's reacting now?"

Yin Changxing looked at her with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"What else could it be? He must be scolding you."

Lu Zhaoling was dissatisfied, "Why can't it be scolding you?"

They obviously worked together.

If the other party wants to curse, he will definitely curse the master as well.

"Do you still want him to scold me as your master?"

"It's fair."

Yin Yunting smiled when he heard this, "Senior Sister, you are quite filial."

What a filial piety.

Yin Changxing reached out and tapped Lu Zhaoling on the forehead, "Because he only sees you."

I didn't see him again.

Lu Zhaoling reacted and realized it was true.

The master didn't show up, and now that person must be scolding her for being a Taoist in disguise.

In an inn in a small town not far from the capital, a man spat out blood, then spat out blood again, and then spat out blood again.

A large puddle on the ground.

He covered his chest and felt a burning pain in his eyes, and tears came out physiologically.

"Damn evil!"

"Damn it!"

"I will tear you into pieces!"

This was the first time he had suffered such a severe backlash.

Just now he felt as if his head was hit hard and his heart was stabbed at the same time.

The two kinds of severe pain, coupled with magical power, shook his soul to the point of breaking it.

If he hadn't fought so hard, he might have collapsed by now.

If his cultivation level hadn't been high enough, he would have been dead by now.

Although he's saved his life, he's been badly injured! He'll need at least a year to recuperate!

I don’t know if I can recover in a year.

Besides, Buhanda, it’s useless!

He had spent so much effort to place a chess piece, but it was destroyed just like that. How could he swallow this?

He remembered that Taoist who deserved to be struck by five thunderbolts!

"Elder Teng, how are you?"

Someone called him outside.

"Come in...Puff!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

The door was suddenly pushed open and two strong men rushed in. When they saw the situation in the room, their faces changed drastically.

"Elder Teng! How could this happen? Who hurt you?"

Elder Teng's vision went dark. He reached out and tightly grasped a man's arm, gritting his teeth and saying, "Tell the High Priest...the plan...failed..."

The two men were shocked and looked at each other in disbelief.

"How could it fail? The high priest personally took action on Buhanda half a year ago..."

This time, we are only asking Elder Teng to come and carry out the second half of the plan. It should be impossible for it to fail.

When they came out, the high priest said to them that the matter was a sure thing, and whoever ruined his plan would not be forgiven.

They shuddered at the thought of this.

"Elder Teng..."

Elder Teng insisted on describing the Taoist's appearance, and then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

"Elder!"

Although Lu Zhaoling and the others couldn't see what was happening here, they guessed it.

Yin Yunting had been back for two hours when he was urged to go back by the ghost messenger, so he took Buhanda's soul back to the underworld.

The next day, Lu Zhaoling got up, Qingyin came to help her dress up, and Qingbao went to see Shui Xin.

After a while, Qingbao came over and said, "Miss, Shui Xin wants to see you."

"Is she awake?" Lu Zhaoling asked.

"Yes, she just woke up when I went there." Zheng Ying was watching over her last night.

Lu Zhaoling stood up and said, "Let Qingyu go to the palace and tell the prince. I'll go see her."

"Yes."

Shui Xin woke up.

She sat on the bed, still a little dazed.

There were actually some memories in her mind. It was "she" kneeling on the ground, with Prince Jin sitting in front of her. "She" reached out to pull the hem of his robe. Looking up, she saw Prince Jin's distinct Adam's apple and chin, his cold eyes glancing down at her, and his two thick black eyelashes with a touch of beautiful beauty. The deep shadows on his facial features were stained with dignity and coldness.

Shui Xin's heartbeat was a little fast.

She thought carefully and thought of the female ghost.

If it weren't for that female ghost, given her personality and upbringing, she would never have had that opportunity in her life to be close to Prince Jin and see him from that perspective as if she were looking up at a mountain.

She should have been shocked, frightened and ashamed.

But for some reason, the image of King Jin was clearly engraved in her mind, making her feel flustered.

Shui Xin raised her hand and gently covered her heart.

Her heart was beating so fast.

Just then, the door was pushed open and light footsteps came in.

"Awake? Are you feeling unwell?" A clear and warm voice came into Shui Xin's ears.

Shui Xin was startled and looked up.

She saw a bright and powerful woman walking towards her with Qingyin and Qingbao.

The other person's eyes were bright and beautiful.

Shui Xin recognized him, her heart trembled, and she quickly got off the bed and knelt down.

"Your servant Shui Xin greets Miss Lu."

Lu Zhaoling raised her hand slightly, and Qingyin stepped forward to help Shui Xin up.

"My young lady doesn't like being kneeled at every turn."

Shui Xin was a little nervous for a moment.

She glanced quickly at Lu Zhaoling again and said, "I remember it all. It was Miss Lu who saved me. I am deeply grateful."

As she said this, she felt a surge of shame in her heart.

It was Lu Zhaoling who saved her.

What was she thinking about just now?

How dare she?

It would be unfair to Miss Lu to think about this kind of thing again and again.

Thinking of this, Shui Xin's eyes turned slightly red.

"I don't know how to repay Miss Lu for saving my life."