Feng Luo: "..."
If he could draw, he would personally deal with the traitor Feng Heng.
Su Ruotang walked around the hall and looked at Feng Luo, "There is no way to decipher the stolen fate in that book."
"What?" Feng Luo frowned.
Su Ruotang's face looked solemn: "The purple energy between Ayan's eyebrows was swallowed up bit by bit by the black energy."
"If the purple energy is completely swallowed up, will Ayan..."
Feng Luo accepted her words with a stern face: "After the purple energy has been swallowed up, His Highness's luck and destiny have been completely replaced, and naturally his life span will be exhausted."
Su Ruotang pursed her lips: "How do I find the person who changed Ayan's fate?"
Feng Luo didn't answer her, but plunged into the table with a pile of talisman papers piled aside.
After a while, he took out an even more worn book from the dusty bottom.
As he turned the pages, the pages fluttered and fell off the corners.
Feng Luo turned the pages carefully and explained at the same time: "This is the book left by the ancestor, and it is also the treasure of Xuanmen."
"I'll see if I can find a way to break the fate-changing technique."
He paused and blew his beard angrily, "If the traitor Feng Heng hadn't stolen another treasure a hundred years ago, I wouldn't have had to look through these antiques."
The corners of Su Ruotang's mouth twitched.
No wonder Qin Tian Jian is called a magic stick by outsiders.
If she hadn't really drawn the talisman and could see things in the underworld that she could not see before, she would have suspected that Feng Luo was a magic stick.
After all, have you ever seen a house whose treasure is thrown away like waste paper, and will rot as soon as you turn it over?
Feng Luo saw Su Ruotang's disgusted look from the corner of his eye and grinned, "Don't worry, it won't affect the overall reading."
"My Xuanmen has stood in the world for hundreds of years, and I am by no means a charlatan."
Su Ruotang: "..."
How was your immortal appearance when we first met?
Don't you know that with your current appearance and these words, you look more like a magician?
"Found it!" Seeing that the book was almost falling apart, Feng Luo looked happy and picked up a page.
Su Ruotang looked at the page in Feng Luo's hand that was missing almost a third. As he picked it up, two corners of the page fell off.
His forehead jumped hard.
Feng Luo looked at the pages of the book that were fluttering and returning to the embrace of the earth, blinked and grinned, "It's okay, it's okay, there are no words in the fallen corner, it doesn't affect reading."
Su Ruotang: "...Are you sure it won't affect your reading?"
As she spoke, her eyes fell on the fallen corner page on the ground.
There are words on it.
Feng Luo looked at the fallen corner and then at the pages in his hand.
The final conclusion: "It does not affect it."
He waved away the stack of talisman papers on the table and carefully placed the pages on it. "It says that as long as you find the person who wants to change your fate, you can kill him."
Su Ruotang stepped forward and looked down at the page of the book, frowning slightly, "To be able to change the fates of Ayan and I, the other party must also be someone who understands mystical arts."
"Let's not talk about killing him. Whether we can find him or not is another question."
Feng Luo touched his long white beard, his facial features almost wrinkled.
Su Ruotang said quietly: "Are there any other treasures that can help the gate?"
Feng Luo nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
Su Ruotang's eyes lit up: "Where is it?"
Feng Luo answered simply: "In the hands of the traitor Feng Heng."
Su Ruotang: "...You might as well not say anything."
Feng Luo read the pages of the book carefully, smiled, and looked at Su Ruotang solemnly, "Little girl, Feng Heng has great ambitions."
"If I want to change your destiny, the other party must be a person with an excellent destiny to be able to withstand your destiny."
"Looking in this direction, the scope can be narrowed down a bit."
Su Ruotang nodded: "Father, the prince does not have many children. Now only the second brother, Ayan, and the fourth prince, who has been foolish since childhood, remain in the palace."
"I don't know where Mo Xiaoya is, could it be him?"
Feng Luo shook the whisk: "We can only find this slowly."
After the sound fell, he picked up the fallen pages of the book on the ground, and took out another book from the corner, "Take these two back and look at them."
"If you know a reliable calligraphy and painting restorer, let's restore it."
Su Ruotang's forehead twitched and she looked at him suspiciously, "Don't you have money to hire a calligraphy and painting restorer?"
Feng Luo looked at her righteously: "How is that possible! Is our Qintian Prison statue so poor?"
"I'm trying to prevent my baby from being seen by others!"
Su Ruotang: "..."
Haha, just keep pretending.
"My father allocates a lot of money to Qin Tianjian every year, why are you still so poor?"
Feng Luo raised his head and let out a long sigh, "There are too many homeless orphans in Dongqi. In order to protect the destiny of the country, I used the money to raise these children."
When Su Ruotang heard this, admiration flashed in his eyes, and he called sincerely, "Master."
"Don't worry, if I encounter someone using mystical skills to harm innocent people, I will definitely take action."
Feng Luo patted her shoulder: "Good boy, from now on, the important task of protecting the people of the world will be left to you."
Su Ruotang looked at him breathing a sigh of relief and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
She felt as if she had been tricked by Feng Luo.
...
After leaving Qintian Prison, Su Ruotang, Mo Rongyan, and Mo Jinming slowly walked out of the palace and strolled on the streets.
"Brother and sister, do you mean that there is no evil in the palace because of the formation set up by the Xuanmen Patriarch?"
Su Ruotang nodded: "Yes, the location of the palace is in a place with rich purple energy. In addition, the Xuanmen Patriarch has arranged the formation, so no evil spirit dares to run wild in the palace."
Mo Jinming thought thoughtfully: "The existence of Qin Tianjian is also to protect the formation?"
Su Ruotang hummed softly, and just when he was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion in front of him.
"Miss, come down quickly!"
"Miss, don't do anything stupid, come down quickly!"
"Miss, please think about my wife and don't do anything stupid!"
The three of them looked up and saw the arch bridge ahead.
A little maid in a pink dress stood on the bridge and shouted anxiously to the girl in yellow who was sitting on the bridge.
"Hey, isn't this the daughter of the family of Xu Shangshu, the Minister of Industry?" Mo Jinming said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl on the bridge jumped down.
"Miss!" the maid shouted sternly, and climbed up the bridge without hesitation, but was grabbed by the quick common people.
Seeing that the girl was about to fall into the water from a bridge more than ten meters high, a black figure suddenly appeared, holding the girl's hand through her sleeves, and brought her safely to the shore.
The little maid wiped the tears from her face and staggered down, "Miss!"
The rescued girl looked blankly at the Zi Linwei who saved her, "Why did you save me?"
Su Ruotang's soft voice responded to her, "Then why did you jump off the bridge?"
