Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Taoist Xuanyi was talking when he suddenly felt something strange in his body. He stopped talking and looked at his body with a puzzled look on his face. Could it be a rat or a poisonous insect?

But before he could figure out what was going on, an indescribable burning pain came from his body, as if a raging fire was burning in his internal organs, and then from the inside out, the fire devoured every inch of his skin and every bone.

Chu Yuncang and the other three looked at Taoist Xuanyi in confusion, wondering what this old Taoist was up to, but they saw that his face was ferocious and full of pain, and then with a "boom", flames broke out all over his body.

The pupils of all three of them suddenly shrank, as if they were frozen in ice, and they stood there in a daze.

In the blink of an eye, Master Xuanyi's skin began to turn red and blister, emitting a pungent burnt smell. The pain made him unable to help but let out a shrill scream.

Taoist Xuanyi looked at Chu Yuncang with pleading eyes, but when his gaze swept over Xie Qingli in the shadows, a sudden flash of inspiration came into his mind, his eyes suddenly widened, and a strong hatred burst out.

He endured the severe pain and roared angrily: "You bitch, ah~ You are not trustworthy! Ah~ I have already answered the questions, ah~ Why did you let that stinky Taoist priest, ah, perform a ritual to harm me?! Ah~"

Chu Yuncang and Xie Qingli looked at each other in bewilderment. Wuyou wasn't in Shengjing City at the moment, so how could he have done something to harm Xuanyi? But who else could it be if not him?

National Master Lingxuan!

The two of them guessed that it was Taoist Lingxuan, but Wuyou was not there, so they were not sure how to deal with Lingxuan.

On the other side, Fan Yuan had calmed down after the initial shock. He quickly walked to the door and ordered the jailers to put out the fire and save people.

The jailers and guards rushed in with buckets of water and poured buckets of water directly on Taoist Xuanyi, but it had no effect. Instead, the flames grew higher and higher.

Taoist Xuanyi felt as if the buckets of boiling water were pouring over him, doubling the pain. His eyes were red, his face was distorted, and he roared, "Ah, idiot, stop pouring water! Ah, urine, boy's urine, quickly! Ah~"

The flames burned more and more fiercely, and Master Xuanyi's voice became fragmented and finally turned into a silent wail.

The jailers and guards looked at each other in bewilderment. Some of the younger and more upright jailers actually put their hands on their belts, hesitating whether to take off their pants and donate their virgin urine!

Chu Yuncang's face was dark and terrifying, and his eyes were like sharp blades, flashing with cold light, piercing straight at the jailers.

Xie Qingli stood in the corner with a slightly red face. She was hesitating whether to hide away, but she heard Liuguang coughing suddenly and shouting, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and go out and think of a way to put out the fire!"

The jailers and guards filed out with buckets of water, secretly complaining in their hearts, what could they do about such an evil fire?

Liuguang quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Miss Xie was still in the room. If that blind little bastard had really taken off his pants just now, the master would probably have castrated all the men in the room and made them eunuchs that night!

Taoist Xuanyi watched helplessly as the group of people who could save him all retreated, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, but no sound came out.

He was completely in despair, closing his eyes and waiting for death to come, but even though he wanted to die, he couldn't die easily. He felt like an evil spirit thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, constantly being roasted by flames with no end in sight. He could only feel the constant pain while conscious.

A moment later, several jailers came in quickly carrying two buckets. The smell of urine instantly spread throughout the room. They quickly poured the urine in the buckets onto Master Xuanyi.

The flames made a sizzling sound the moment they came into contact with the urine, and then disappeared without a trace.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Taoist Xuanyi's soul had been burned out, and his body had turned into a charred and shriveled corpse hanging on the wooden frame.

Fan Yuan frowned and hurriedly ordered the jailer to come forward and check Xuanyi's body.

The jailer looked at Master Fan in confusion, secretly wondering how a corpse like this could still be alive? Master Fan must have been frightened to death!

He quickly stepped forward and took a closer look. The corpse had already turned into a piece of charcoal. He lightly touched his finger, and it instantly turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Fan Yuan turned to look at Chu Yuncang and said respectfully, "Your Highness, this demon is quite strange. What should we do with his body?"

Chu Yuncang glanced at Xie Qingli behind him. Before returning to the city, Wuyou gave Li'er a few talismans. Use those talismans to temporarily seal Xuanyi's body, which should be enough to hold out until Wuyou returns.

Seeing Xie Qingli nod slightly, Chu Yuncang said to Fan Yuan, "Process it into powder and put it in a large jar. I will take it away."

Fan Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he kept this hot potato in his hands, who knows if something strange would happen.

Chu Yuncang's face was stern, and he whispered, "Master Fan, what happened tonight..."

Fan Yuan hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. The prison was accidentally flooded tonight. Although the jailers tried their best to save the people, a Taoist priest lost his life in the fire. As for the rest of the incident, I will keep it to myself."

Chu Yuncang nodded slightly, but Fan Yuan added in a lower voice: "Your Majesty, without Your Highness's permission, I will not tell you..."

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The next morning, as soon as the gate of Jing'an Marquis' Mansion opened, Han Jun came in with the invitation.

The doorman read the invitation and learned that the young man in front of him was the imperial physician invited by the marquis last night. He hurriedly ordered a servant to lead Han Jun to the backyard.

Han Jun looked around the Marquis' Mansion as he walked, feeling a mix of emotions in his heart. He had been to the Marquis' Mansion three times, and his mood was very different each time. This time, he was actually a little excited and impatient, wondering if he could see Yao'er in a while.

But just as he passed through the second gate, he heard faint cries of mournful weeping. On the way, he met several maids and servants in mourning clothes. He couldn't help but feel curious and asked in a low voice, "Has anyone in the mansion passed away?"

The servant immediately shook his head like a rattle and whispered, "I don't know, please forgive me, doctor!" Then he walked away quickly with his head down, as if he had seen a ghost.

Han Jun followed the servant breathlessly, and when he stood at the door of Songhe Hall, he was still a little confused about the servant's attitude.

Xie Jingyuan had already come out when he heard the voice. When the two were face to face, Xie Jingyuan suddenly remembered that Doctor Han knew that he was suffering from a disease that would make him extinct, while Han Jun remembered that he had revealed Xie Jingyuan's secret to Yao'er. Both of them blushed and felt a little embarrassed.

Xie Jingyuan said dryly, "My mother is ill. Thank you, Doctor Han!"

Han Jun waved his hand: "It's not hard, my Lord, you are too polite."

After the two exchanged greetings, they had nothing else to say and went into Madam Xie's bedroom in silence, one after the other.

Inside the bedroom, a room full of people gathered around Madam Xie's bed. Madam Xie lay quietly on the bed, without making any movement, like a dead body...