After handing the little one over, Ying Zheng looked at Ying Liu and said, "I'm entrusting Xiao Liu to you as well. Take good care of them."

Xiaoyao solemnly replied, "Your Majesty, please rest assured!"

Watching the departing carriage, Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with sadness. "Sigh, that brat, he just got back and he's leaving again."

Seeing Ying Zheng's mood, Zhao Gao comforted him, "Your Majesty need not worry too much. The princes are just out having some fun, and they will probably be back soon."

Ying Zheng sighed softly, "You don't understand. I specially prepared a golden lock for that boy, but I couldn't even give it to him. And that boy..."

well!

Ying Zheng let out a long sigh.

So many powerful magical artifacts are about to disappear.

Seeing Ying Zheng's behavior, Zhao Gao was secretly alarmed.

His Majesty's affection for the young prince far exceeded his expectations!

This level of achievement is probably even greater than that of the eldest son, Fusu.

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Inside the carriage, Ying Liu frowned and asked, "My brother said before that he had a way to save Mother, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao also turned to look at the little guy, his gaze full of curiosity.

He practiced at Hanshan Temple for many years and traveled around with his master, witnessing all sorts of strange and unusual things. He was quite knowledgeable.

But this time, faced with the evil energy that had completely integrated into his internal organs, he was helpless. He never expected that the little guy would have a solution.

The little guy licked his candied hawthorn and replied, "Just draw out that yin energy, and Aunt Liang will be fine."

Xiaoyao frowned. "That may be true, but the Yin energy has completely invaded the internal organs. If we forcibly remove it, it will surely harm the Empress. In that case, she will be in grave danger."

The little guy looked at him and said, "That's right. So we can't use spiritual power to extract it. We have to fight poison with poison and use a magic artifact with heavier yin energy to draw out that yin energy. That way we won't hurt Aunt Liang, and it's the only way to save her."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao looked puzzled. "That might be feasible, but do such powerful magical artifacts really exist?"

The little guy replied casually, "Yes, the Flute of Ten Thousand Souls."

Ying Liu looked puzzled and muttered, "The Flute of Ten Thousand Souls?"

He was completely unfamiliar with the name; he had never heard of the flute itself, nor had he ever heard of any related news.

Xiaoyao, however, was startled, staring at the little guy with disbelief in his eyes. "That's not the legendary evil artifact? Does it really exist in this world?"

The Flute of Ten Thousand Souls is said to be forged from the souls of countless wronged men. If one can master it, one can control all evil spirits and ward off all ghosts. It is an extremely powerful evil artifact.

Even Xiaoyao had only heard some rumors about it, and whether it actually existed was still unknown.

Ying Ziyu licked the candied hawthorn, not wanting to say much, only saying, "Yes, I am."

Xiaoyao's expression turned solemn. "If it truly exists, then the location of the Myriad Soul Flute should be in the underworld."

"Could it be that we're heading to the underworld?"

The underworld is a gathering place for evil spirits, fraught with danger. If mortals go in, they will not only fail to come out alive, but their souls will also be reduced to ashes.

This is the information Xiaoyao possesses, but as for where the Underworld is, what it looks like, and what exists there, there is no way to verify anything.

The little guy nodded. "That's right, it's the underworld, that very dangerous place."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyao's eyes flickered slightly, then he hugged the wooden box in his arms tighter. "Never mind, this should be enough!"

Feeling the weight of the wooden box, he felt much more at ease.

It was filled with a whole box of candied hawthorns!

Although I already gave the little guy a string of them, there are still a lot left.

If he ever encounters any terrifying evil spirits, he'll give the little guy candied hawthorns, one bunch at a time!

If the little one's hands are full, he definitely won't be able to hold so many candied hawthorns if a fight breaks out.

When the candied hawthorn falls to the ground, tsk tsk.

No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it must bear the wrath of the little guy who lost his candied hawthorn.

One more!

Just thinking about that scene made Xiaoyao feel much more at ease.

Hearing this description, Ying Liu felt a little nervous.

Watching the little guy enjoy eating candied hawthorns, Ying Liu felt a little itchy inside.

In the past, when he was nervous or scared, he would eat some sweets to relieve the tension, and it worked quite well.

He looked at Xiaoyao, "Can I have a string of candied hawthorns?"

Xiaoyao looked wary and hugged the candied hawthorn in his arms tighter. "It's gone."

This isn't for eating; it's a lifesaver in critical moments. What will you do if it gets used up?

Ying Liu was quite speechless. "I just saw a whole box full, how could it be gone?"

He just wanted to eat one skewer, why is he acting so stingy?

Xiaoyao's attitude was very firm, "If I say it's gone, it's gone. Young master, you shouldn't even think about it. You have no idea how valuable this candied hawthorn is!"

Winning Six: ...

It's just candied hawthorns, is it really that big of a deal?

The carriage continued on its way until it stopped in front of a security escort agency.

Inside the carriage, Xiaoyao frowned. "Do we really have to have the escort agency take us? Can't we drive ourselves?"

The little guy replied, "The terrain there is very complicated, it's practically a maze. If you're not someone who travels there regularly, you'll definitely get lost."

Seeing the little guy's serious expression, Xiaoyao had no choice but to give in, "Alright."

The little boy got off the carriage and headed straight for the door, but was stopped by the waiter, who said, "Little friend, this is not a place to play."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the shopkeeper rushed out, bowing to greet the little fellow, "Oh! Distinguished guest! Distinguished guest! Please come in!"

Seeing the shopkeeper's attitude, the waiter was dumbfounded.

The shopkeeper glared at him before going in, saying, "Don't stop me!"

The waiter was even more confused.

Is it necessary for a child?

Ying Liu and Xiao Yao followed closely behind and also entered the escort agency.

At the counter, the shopkeeper was startled, "Qianyin Mountain?"

The little guy nodded, "Yes, there should be someone familiar with the terrain there, right? We can just have him take us to our destination."

The shopkeeper looked quite frightened. "Honorable guest, you may not know this, but Thousand Yin Mountain is also known as Evil Spirit Mountain. It's a place where evil spirits roam, and it's very evil!"

"Nobody dares to go there normally!"

The little guy looked at him and said, "Go and call the people over. I'll handle the rest."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Alright!"

Soon, he pulled a middle-aged man into the security company, saying, "Da Niu, listen to this first before making a decision!"

The middle-aged man named Da Niu looked reluctant. "I have a mother who weighs 300 pounds and a daughter who weighs 200 pounds. How could I go to a place like that again?"

"Shopkeeper, please don't try to persuade me. I'd rather starve to death than go back!"

The shopkeeper insisted, pulling him in front of the little boy, "Listen first! Listen first!"

Once Da Niu stood up, the little guy looked at Ying Liu and said, "Sixth Brother, let's go!"

Ying Liu was taken aback. "Huh?"

Didn't you say you'd solve it?