He looked at her disdainfully and said, "Ji, please don't forget our bet."
"Hmph, do you think I will be that kind of person?"
Ji Yutang immediately said disdainfully.
She thought silently in her heart.
That bitch named Ye, she will definitely fail!
Will!
You don’t need to be afraid at all!
Thinking of this, she left with peace of mind.
Ye Qingli did not rest immediately after returning to her residence.
She then chatted with Huangfu Wuyou.
In her heart, she still felt strange about how Huangfu Changqing suffered from this disease.
However, she didn't want to inquire about the information too formally.
So, I just chatted with Huangfu Wuyou.
"Do you know when your brother's illness started to show up?"
Huangfu Changqing looks like he is at least a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Sure enough, Huangfu Wuyou thought for a while and said, "I heard from my mother that my brother started to get sick when he was five or six years old."
"However, the symptoms were still very mild at that time, but it was just that the speed of his cultivation began to slow down."
"At first, no one took it seriously. They thought it was because my brother was too tired."
"But, immediately afterwards, various symptoms began to appear on his body."
"Later, the spiritual power in the body was completely chaotic and could not be used at all. Moreover, it was very easy to suffer from various diseases."
"Generally speaking, a cultivator will not get sick."
"However, my brother's body is much weaker than that of ordinary people."
Huangfu Wuyou said sadly.
"Originally, my brother was a very powerful genius. When he was very young, he had already broken through to the intermediate level of lord."
"cough!"
I heard that a six-year-old child could actually reach the intermediate level of Lord.
Mo Ziqing suddenly coughed violently.
He felt that all his years of life had gone to dogs.
"So, why did he suddenly become like this?"
This is also what puzzles Ye Qingli the most.
If it is hereditary, then other members of the Huangfu family do not suffer from this disease.
It seemed that Huangfu Changqing had to bear all the bad luck alone.
"We don't know either."
Huangfu Wuyou blinked his eyes in confusion.
"My parents have called so many doctors over the years, but none of them can figure out the cause."
"Many people say that my brother is possessed by the devil."
She nervously grabbed Ye Qingli's arm.
"Sister Ye, is there really a devil?"
Ye Qingli laughed dumbly.
"Of course not."
"Think about it again, did anything strange happen to your family before your brother got sick?"
"Well, it seems there is!"
After Huangfu Wuyou thought for a while, he slapped his forehead and said.
"My brother didn't live here before."
"The place where he lives is called Lingxiao Courtyard."
"However, for a while, there have been rumors that Lingxiao Courtyard was haunted, and many people were scared and went crazy."
"Later, my father went inside to investigate, but nothing was found."
"Then, in order to avoid trouble, my father sealed the place."
"It seems that during that time, there were often will-o'-the-wisps inside."
"Probably less than a year later, my brother started to get sick. I don't know if it has anything to do with it."
"Is it Lingxiao Academy?"
