As soon as Xu Zheng passed, the entire Zhong Mansion fell silent, leaving only the angry wind lantern hanging on the main road to illuminate the stone road.
The little maid Jin Li hesitated outside the room with her lunch box.
"My wife has been sleeping since the sun went down in the afternoon, but she still hasn't woken up yet. This dinner..."
She asked the lady in charge next to her. The lady in charge was the mother-in-law of the maid Jin Li. She was promoted by Jiu Ji after Aunt Liu left. Mother and daughter had always done their best, but now they were still worried about the lady not having dinner.
Lady Jin was also a little undecided, but after thinking about it for a while, she decided to forget it.
"I just heard someone making a noise outside the courtyard. I was confused for a moment and thought it was the lady who woke up and called someone, so I went into the room. Unexpectedly, the lady didn't wake up and was sleeping very deeply. It's just..."
"Just what?"
Mrs. Jin thought for a while and whispered to her daughter, "I looked at the lady on the bed with a pale face. Although she didn't frown or opened her eyes, her expression was different from usual. She was a little... Some..."
She couldn't say that the lady was lying on the bed with a mean and fierce look on her face. At first glance, she thought she was someone else.
She only said, "Anyway, he seems to be in a bad mood. Since there are no instructions, we two should not disturb him."
Mrs. Jin said this, Jin Li nodded quickly, and the couple left the door from time to time.
Jiu Ji jumped in from the edge of the window. She landed firmly on her feet and turned back into a woman.
She looked at Tang Yirao's body on the bed. The injury on her forehead was temporarily covered by a blindfold, but the expression on her face could not be covered.
If Jiuji had not gone to Yaofang today, she would have kept her body in the Qiankun bag and used ice catkins to temporarily protect the body. When she left this place, she would take out the body and Tang Yirao would naturally be buried. .
Standing in front of the bed, she glanced at Tang Yirao twice.
This Miss Tang was frightened and rushed down the mountain before her eyes and was killed. But what she heard these days was that Tang Yirao was frightened by the death of the old Taoist nun next to her and came to marry Zhong Heqing.
She was afraid that she would die like the old Taoist nun, but in fact, she did die.
Such a coincidence?
Jiuji folded her arms and looked at her for a while. She didn't stop thinking until she faintly caught the sound of someone coming back from the outer courtyard.
But it’s interesting to say that the mortal Shaoqing of Dali Temple has now taken up the case of monsters, and even went to the monster shop tonight.
If he knew that his wife died inexplicably, he didn't know how to relate it.
Anyway, it was not Jiu Ji who killed the person. When it was time to leave, it was best to make everything secure so that he would not be suspicious. This can be regarded as the end of this earthly relationship with him, and we say goodbye. There is no need to see him again in this life.
She secretly planned to collect Tang Yirao's body.
He didn't come to disturb her today, so Jiu Ji adjusted her breathing and fell asleep.
... ...
The search was fruitless, and Jiu Ji wandered around the Zhong Mansion backyard again the next day.
The whiskers were wilted, and not a single whisker was interesting. However, someone came to the backyard, and it twitched with interest.
Jiuji hid in the forest and saw that Zhong Heqing was taking several Taoist priests to Fuyuan.
Taoist priests often come to Zhong Mansion, but Jiu Ji has never been discovered by anyone. However, she is not in a hurry to show up, so she ignores them and wanders around in the backyard.
After wandering for about half an hour, she found a dry well in a plum forest.
This dry well is not small, and there is only a faint light from the sky to show that the well is quite deep.
The huge Zhong Mansion might have some tunnel or other space along with it. She hasn't found the entrance to the tunnel yet, and given her current relationship with Zhong Heqing, he won't tell her.
But there's no telling whether this deep well can lead to the underground area of the Zhong Mansion.
Jiu Ji stood at the mouth of the well, folded her arms and leaned forward to look down.
Seeing her like this made Jin Li nervous, "Madam, it's better not to stand at the mouth of the well. I'm really afraid that Madam will fall down!"
The little girl spoke casually, and she might have been scolded if she had spoken to the master next to her, but Jiuji just smiled.
"It's okay, as long as no one hits me, I can't fall."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly rushed over from the Merlin.
Like a frightened deer in the forest, the man screamed and ran.
Jiuji was shaken by the scream, and her ears were ringing.
But the man suddenly changed direction and ran towards her!
As soon as it was said, Jiuji quickly dodged to the side.
She was agile and could dodge very fast, but the screaming person had no way to stop her and fell straight towards the dry well.
"Hello!"
The well is extremely deep, and anyone who falls into it will definitely get a bloody head.
Jiuji couldn't help but reach out and pull.
But the man's feet were already hanging in the air and he was falling downwards. Jiu Ji failed to hold him, and instead his feet slipped and he was dragged down by her momentum.
Jinli screamed.
Zhong Heqing and several Taoist priests rushed over.
They were all Taoist friends and disciples brought by Taoist Master Liao. They originally formed a formation to cure the witness Li Ling's soul-leaving syndrome, but something unexpected happened in the middle, and Li Ling started screaming and running around.
Zhong Heqing had a bad intuition and quickly chased after him, only to see Li Ling fall into the dry well.
Li Ling rushed over. He saw that the man standing by the well was clearly hiding, but he stretched out his hand to save him.
Is she saving people?
However, her feet slipped and she was pulled down by Li Ling.
There was a heavy crashing sound in the dry well.
Zhong Heqing's heart skipped a beat.
... ...
At the bottom of the dark and damp well, Li Ling passed out.
Jiuji held her waist and sat up, thinking that if she hadn't called out her tail to cushion her before landing, this girl would not have fainted but would have fallen to death.
She reached out and probed the woman's body. She wanted to try to inject some spiritual energy into her to wake her up, but she didn't want to do this. Jiu Ji raised her eyebrows.
"Leaving Soul Syndrome?"
Was it there before, or was it frightened when he fell from the well? Or maybe it was because he saw her tanuki tail?
There were noisy sounds outside the well, including Zhong Heqing's footsteps and the panicked voices of Taoist priests.
Demons and fellow Taoists never get along, and her "husband" will not regard her as a good person, not to mention that this woman is much more important in his eyes than her "wife".
Jiuji felt that her current situation was probably worse than this woman's, and she didn't want to bear the blame innocently.
But it is an unchangeable fact that both of them fell into the well. As for the woman's soul-leaving syndrome... Jiu Ji directly sent a secret message to Xu Chi.
"Stop watching the excitement and come out to help."
Xu Chi, who was originally probing his head through his sleeves, had to slip out when Jiu Ji shouted.
Jiuji first dragged the person to the other side, and then sat cross-legged behind Li Ling.
She closed her eyes, formed a hand seal and recited a spell silently. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Li Ling in front of her like a double image, with two figures side by side.
One of them is naturally Li Ling's physical body, and the blue-green shadow half-way away from her body is obviously her separated soul.
This girl's soul-leaving syndrome is really quite severe. Just looking at the blue-green shadow swaying like a candle in the wind, Jiuji knew that if she could not return to her soul, she might not be able to survive for long.
There were already shouts at the mouth of the well.
Jiu Ji couldn't care anymore. After a spell, her ten fingertips were covered with a layer of shiny yellow light. The yellow light attached to her fingertips was like a film of light. She stretched out her hand to explore the blue-green soul, as if It touches the real thing.
She held her soul steady with both hands and pulled it toward her vagina.
The beards of the beards on the side also flashed like fireflies, and together with Jiuji, they pushed the soul into the body.
Xu Chi tightened his grip, and all his whiskers trembled slightly. Jiuji didn't feel relaxed either, and beads of sweat rolled down from her forehead and the tip of her nose.
One person and one ball were panting.
And the voice calling from the wellhead became louder and louder.
Just when the people on the well couldn't wait any longer and were about to let down the rope, Jiu Ji felt her hand loosen, and the soul successfully entered the vagina, and there seemed to be a clanking sound in the air.
Jiu Ji let out a breath, and Xu Chi collapsed on the ground in exhaustion.
Jiu Ji was so amused that she whispered "Thank you for your hard work" in a low voice, and gently picked up the ball that had collapsed into a cake into her sleeve.
She replied pretending to be awake.
"This girl is fine. She just fainted. The well is so narrow that no one needs to come. Just lower the rope down."
wellhead.
Zhong Heqing felt relieved when he heard her voice coming up, and when he heard her say that there was no need to leave, he couldn't help but ask.
"Are you... not hurt?"
In such a deep well, Li Ling even fainted. She was not a martial artist, so how could she not be injured?
He asked, wondering if it was a misunderstanding, but the voice coming from the well again seemed a little more deserted.
"I'm fine. Don't delay and let go of the rope."
Sun Yuanjing and Taoist Master Liao's disciples quickly lowered the rope.
If the rope is put like this, the only one who can be pulled up first is Li Ling.
And she had to wait for Li Ling to come up and then stay alone underground for a while.
Isn't she afraid?
Everyone was present, and Zhong Heqing was unable to ask the many questions that arose in his mind. Instead, he saw her down the well, tying Li Ling securely back and forth, and motioned to the Taoist priests to pull him up.
When the rope was given to her again, Zhong Heqing took it personally.
In the darkness of the well, only the skylight above her head illuminated her black hair as shiny as silk.
She was neither anxious nor afraid, so she picked up the rope and wrapped it around her waist.
"Wrap it twice more." Zhong Heqing reminded.
She looked up and seemed to have discovered that the person holding the rope at the well had changed, and her bright eyes blinked in surprise.
Strange.
Zhong Heqing looked uncomfortable for a moment, but his hand on the rope tightened.
He reminded again, his voice darker.
"Tie two more circles..."
"oh."
Jiuji wrapped the rope as he said, "That's it."
Except for Mr. Liao, who was checking Li Ling's condition, everyone else was helping Zhong Heqing.
Jiuji was quickly pulled up to the wellhead.
As soon as she reached the edge of the well, her eyes met someone's.
The man pursed his lips slightly and extended his hand to her.
Tsk.
Even more strange.
But Jiuji didn't need it, so she turned over and climbed up.
A burst of moist cold air escaped from the well, and the man's hand paused in place.
The wet mud under the well stained large pieces of her brand-new bamboo-green pleated skirt, making her whole body dirty.
Jiuji patted her left and right, and when she raised her head, she suddenly felt someone's eyes fixed on her.
He looked up and it was him again.
Jiuji was confused. What happened to him today? He avoided her before, but today he stared at her closely.
Could it be that you recognized something?
She was cautious and said nothing, but the man's eyes were always fixed on her face.
She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her face, and the man's slightly sweaty fingertips suddenly grasped her wrist.
"Don't touch it." The sweat from his fingertips seeped into her skin. "Your...face is hurt."
