Tragically transmigrated, Xie Ling discovered that as long as she 'petted' (got close to) her cheap husband, her space could upgrade!
A touch? The space expanded infinitely, boundless...
At the prefectural gate, the two guards blinked, and a white shadow appeared out of thin air before their eyes.
Both of them were shocked!
goddess!
One of them quickly ran in to report.
"The goddess has arrived!"
Xie Ling walked in.
After Xie Ling left, the two guards looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and admiration.
They kept staring at the gate of the courtyard. The goddess really came suddenly!
The goddess is really a goddess!
In the main hall, Yu Yichou was sitting at the head of the main seat. He stood up immediately after seeing Xie Ling, and said in a tone that was neither sad nor happy, "Welcome to the goddess."
The heads of the noble families sitting around all stood up in fear and trepidation, bowed their heads and saluted, "We respectfully welcome the goddess."
The main seat at the top was empty, apparently it was reserved for her.
Xie Ling walked straight over and sat down.
No one blamed Xie Ling for being late; it was good enough that the goddess had come!
Zhou Hui smiled servilely and said, "It is a great honor for my humble abode that the goddess is willing to visit me."
Xie Ling ignored him.
Zhou Hui was not embarrassed and smiled happily.
She is a goddess, so what's wrong with being a little aloof?
Then, together with the head of the noble family, he used extremely respectful words to flatter Xie Ling.
Xie Ling ignored him.
After a long while, she finally said, "There are some problems with the construction of the prefect's residence."
Zhou Hui looked terrified, "Excuse me, what's the problem?"
Xie Ling stood up and looked around, "There seems to be evil spirits in the courtyard, and the feng shui is not in balance.
That’s why you’ll fall into a dream every 15th day of the lunar month, suffer from headaches and weak knees. If this continues, sooner or later your soul will leave your body and your life will end.”
Zhou Hui's eyes suddenly opened.
He does have headaches and sore knees!
Chinese medicine uses the four methods of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, while Xie Ling can tell just by looking at the face.
As for the evil feng shui layout, it was Yu Yichou who taught her.
"What should we do then?" Zhou Hui asked.
Xie Ling replied: "Take me to see the yard, and I'll see how to break the impasse."
Zhou Hui’s yard was really big. It took him half an hour to walk from the front to the back.
Seeing that they had finished touring all the places, Xie Ling said coldly: "Prefect, you don't have to hide it from me. You definitely didn't take me to the whole mansion. I didn't see any blood. If you are not sincere, how can you break the situation? Since the prefect said so, I will leave."
Zhou Hui's forehead was covered with cold sweat. This goddess is really capable!
He dismissed the attendants and noble families around him and said tactfully, "Goddess, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that the place is really hidden. I forgot about it."
After saying that, he glanced at Yu Yichou who was beside Xie Ling, "This..."
"He is my immortal servant. Why can't he go?"
Zhou Hui shook his head, "That's not what I meant."
He brought the two to a dilapidated yard.
Two soldiers holding long swords stood at the gate of the courtyard, and the gate was locked.
Xie Ling looked at the yard and said calmly, "It's here. I saw 108 pairs of blood-red eyes staring at me."
She turned her head and looked at Zhou Hui, "How does the prefect usually sleep well?"
Zhou Hui's face turned pale when he heard this, "Lady Goddess, are you sure it's 108 pairs?"
Xie Ling nodded, "The blood is too strong, it can only be removed slowly. The prefect should take care of himself."
After saying that, Xie Ling made a pretentious gesture and left with Yu Yichou.
Zhou Hui stood there, feeling uneasy because of Xie Ling's words.
As he thought about it, a fierce look appeared on his face.
"Even if you follow me, so what? I will still be the prefect, and you are just a ghost. Do you think I, Zhou Hui, will be afraid? What a joke! And now that we have the goddess, I will drive you all away sooner or later!"
Suddenly, a cold wind blew, shaking the branches around, like the howling of ghosts.
Zhou Hui clenched his fists.
After leaving the prefect's residence, Xie Ling asked, "Is your family's secret treasure in there?"
Yu Yichou nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "It should be. Zhou Hui hid himself so well that we haven't found him for many years."
Xie Ling said sincerely: "I wish you a successful revenge. What's the next step?"
"Thank you, I will! As for the next step, once the imperial envoy arrives, this matter will come to an end."
Yu Yichou's eyes were filled with a cold and murderous look. After saying goodbye to Xie Ling, he disappeared at the end of the alley.
Xie Ling looked at the sky and hurried back to the inn.
When I opened the door, Gu Wei was still sleeping soundly.
Xie Ling took a deep breath.
I thought to myself that it was a good thing that Gu Wei was sleeping soundly.
Otherwise she really didn't know how to explain it.
Early the next morning, the backyard of the inn was full of people.
Every household is looking forward to the final product of the fragrant soap.
Xie Ling still had to go distribute the medicine, so she made an excuse that she had something to do.
Finally, Wu Zhengqing, Gao Wanhua and Shi Shaowen pushed a cart to the market to sell the goods.
After Xie Ling left.
Shu Jian handed a piece of paper to Gu Wei.
After reading all the words on the paper, Gu Wei's eyes deepened.
"He is actually the descendant of Gong Shujia."
At this time, the imperial envoy Lu Yinli was traveling day and night without sleep to Jincheng.
It is estimated that it will only take two or three days to reach Jincheng.
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At the bottom of the cliff.
The woodcutter was about to go home after chopping a full basket of firewood when he saw what seemed to be a person hanging on the crooked tree in front of him.
He walked quickly forward and dragged the man down from the tree.
The man was dressed elegantly, and his face was covered with scratches from tree branches.
The woodcutter checked his breath and found that he was still alive.