Yuan Qi, the successor of a metaphysical and Feng Shui family, is an outstanding figure in the cultivation world. She can speak of life and death, calculate wealth, and predict misfortune and fortu...
Nighttime, the Ministry of Justice prison.
Xiao Zhen has been imprisoned here for seven or eight days. He has been thinking about how to escape, but his teleportation talisman and teleportation talisman have been taken away. His meridians are broken and he cannot move. He can only hope that someone will come to rescue him.
After waiting for several days without anyone coming, he muttered to himself, "That's right, I'm in this state, who would want to go looking for trouble? It's just a pity that Kong Qing is dead, otherwise he would definitely come to save me."
He was to set off tomorrow, exiled to the desolate northwest. He clung to his last hope that someone would come to his rescue.
Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he felt someone speaking in his ear; it was a woman's voice.
"The once glorious Fifth Prince has also had such a miserable time. It's really a bit pitiful."
There were no female jailers in the Ministry of Justice prison. Xiao Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and saw a woman in a blue Taoist robe squatting in front of him, looking down at him with a sarcastic expression in her eyes. Moreover, she was of average appearance, neither beautiful nor ugly.
"Who are you!" He cautiously shrank back, but with all his meridians severed, he couldn't move at all.
"I am Kong Qing's junior sister, my name is Kong Ling." She held a pill in her hand, roughly pinched his cheek, and stuffed the pill directly into Xiao Zhen's mouth.
Xiao Zhen suspected that she was there to kill him and silence him, so he fought back desperately. However, he didn't know what method Kong Ling used, but Xiao Zhen swallowed the pill directly, without even a chance to resist.
He angrily demanded, "What did you give me to eat?"
"Don't look so reluctant. The food I gave you was specially prepared by my master to repair your meridians. It took a lot of my master's spiritual power. And you're acting like you're going to die? With your attitude, do you think I would have any reason to harm you?"
Kong Ling looked disdainful, not considering Xiao Zhen to be any kind of noble person.
This made Xiao Zhen very angry, and he felt insulted: "How dare you speak to me like that?"
Kongling slapped his face in a humiliating way: "Still acting like a prince? You're a prisoner now, don't even bother being demoted to a commoner, what's with the airs?"
The commotion alerted the jailers; footsteps approached, and someone asked, "Who goes there!"
Kong Ling took out a teleportation talisman and, right in front of the jailer, led Xiao Zhen out of prison.
The jailer rubbed his eyes and, in a panic, began to shout, "A ghost! A ghost!"
Before Xiao Zhen could react, he found himself in a room in the Wuji Palace. Leaving the filthy and smelly dungeon, he felt much more comfortable.
Thank you.
Kongling stood up, her attitude full of disdain: "You should rest. In another hour, your meridians will be almost fully repaired, and I will come to see you then."
Xiao Zhen's dejected mood improved a lot. At least he wouldn't have to be carried into exile tomorrow. Now he thought that ever since he cultivated "Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Forest", he had become arrogant and thought he was invincible. But Yuan Qi destroyed the evil ghost he had finally captured in one move and left him half dead.
He spent a long time capturing those evil spirits, believing they were powerful and could help him obtain the throne.
What a joke! In their eyes, he's nothing.
He gritted his teeth and swore, "Yuan Qi, you ruined my plans. You wait, I'll definitely get my revenge. It's either you or me!"
He drifted off to sleep, and when he woke up the next morning, he found that he could move again.
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Early that morning, Yuan Qi followed Feng Caiyi to the Feng family. On the way, he saw the Imperial Guards all over the street arresting people with a portrait, but he did not see Jiang Juncai. However, he did run into two of Jiang Juncai's men, who had been to the Jiang family a few times before, so Yuan Qi recognized them.
Yuan Qi then asked the two men, one of whom, a man in his thirties, replied, "Don't even mention it. Last night, the Fifth Prince escaped from prison and was taken away. According to the jailer who witnessed it, the one who rescued him was a female Taoist priest. The female Taoist priest took the Fifth Prince and suddenly disappeared before our eyes. The Emperor was furious and ordered us to capture the Fifth Prince before nightfall. Seventh Miss, could you help me figure out where the Fifth Prince is?"
Yuan Qi twitched her lips, not expecting the other party to ask her for help: "Since it was a female Taoist priest who took him away, why don't you go to the Taoist temple to look for him?"
The man chuckled: "Seventh Miss is right. Commander Jiang has already sent people to search the Taoist temple. However, there are hundreds of Taoist temples of all sizes in the capital. Could you please calculate which direction it is in?"
Yuan Qi didn't really want to do the divination, and only told the man, "The Fifth Prince is not destined to die. You won't be able to find him. He has a master by his side. You should think about how to explain this to the Emperor."
The man looked helpless: "We're going to get beaten up again along with Commander Jiang..."
Yuan Qi was quite surprised: "Didn't the person escape from the Ministry of Justice? How come it was the commander of the Imperial Guards who was beaten?"
"Seventh Miss is right, the Minister of Justice has been dismissed by the Emperor. If we can't find him, we'll be beaten. Seventh Miss, can you think of a way?" The man knew that Yuan Qi had this ability.
Yuan Qi changed the subject with a half-smile: "By the way, did you remember what that woman looked like?"
The man sighed and shook his head: "No, the jailer couldn't remember the female Taoist's face at all when he thought about it afterwards. It's really strange."
This was not surprising. Yuan Qi told him, "The other party must have used magic to make the other party forget their own characteristics."
Having clarified the situation, Yuan Qi left.
Feng Caiyi was very worried: "Seventh Sister, the Fifth Prince has escaped. What if he comes to take revenge on you? You must be careful."
When Jiang Juncai returned home, he told her about Yuan Qi's help in taking down Xiao Zhen.
Yuan Qi didn't care: "His skills are no threat to me. Sister-in-law, don't worry. Ten of him wouldn't be a match for me."
Feng Caiyi recalled Yuan Qi's abilities back in the Northwest and smiled, "Indeed, Seventh Sister's abilities are not those of ordinary people."
Before long, the Feng family arrived.
Feng Caiyi took her to see Feng Aotian and his wife.
Feng Aotian had been injured in a battle at Xuanzheng Hall a few days ago and was resting at home. He was wearing a brown brocade robe and was waiting in the front hall with his wife.
Yuan Qi bowed to the two men and exchanged pleasantries.
Feng Aotian had heard from his daughter and son-in-law that Yuan Qi had led them on the path to the underworld and had a close relationship with the Northern Ghost Emperor. He respected Yuan Qi very much. Despite his young age, Yuan Qi seemed to have lived for many years.
"Please have a seat, Miss Seven."
Yuan Qi wasn't a talkative old woman, and she didn't have much to say to Feng Aotian and his wife, so she got straight to the point: "No need, just show me around."
Feng Aotian: "Seventh Miss is so generous, but my mansion is a bit big. Should we call a sedan chair over?"