Chapter 640

Yun Qingqing was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"The luck-stealing evil is an extremely vicious method. Even if it appears alone, it will not only affect the luck of the family of the person whose luck is taken away."

Xiao Changheng heard the hidden meaning in her words and his expression became stern:

"You mean, the luck of the entire Imperial Capital is declining, and more luck-stealing demons have appeared?"

“That’s right…” Yun Qingqing spoke slowly in a serious tone, “A large number of Luck-stealing Evils are gathering, and the Heavenly Evil will soon form… We don’t have much time left.”

Xiao Changheng took a breath:

"Is it a heavenly disaster?!"

He clearly remembered the torrential rain that hit Pingzhou. If the rain had continued, there would have been floods and devastating losses to all lives.

Even though Yun Qingqing intervened in time to prevent the disaster, the impact of the rainstorm lasted for less than half a month. It was because he gave a death order to the prefect of Pingzhou to provide timely disaster relief and stop the losses that the casualties were kept to a minimum.

If the Heavenly Evil Tribulation happened in the Imperial Capital...

Xiao Changheng suppressed the worries in his heart and asked in a low voice:

"what can I do?"

Yun Qingqing said:

"A catastrophe is approaching, and strange phenomena will surely occur among the people. You should arrange as many people as possible to be on standby, so that they can respond in time if the situation gets out of control."

"...Okay." Xiao Changheng tightened his grip around her waist, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

The two of them had already arrived above Xiaojing Lake. Yun Qingqing noticed his emotions, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"If you are worried about the emperor, I will make a protective jade talisman for him to wear in the next few days to ward off evil and keep him safe."

Xiao Changheng gently hugged her from behind, lowered his head and buried his face in her shoulder, and spoke in a muffled voice:

"Well...thank you for your hard work."

Yun Qingqing's heart tightened slightly. She held his hand, stopped her sword in mid-air, and did not speak for a while.

Xiao Changheng hugged her quietly for a while, sorted out his mood, raised his head and returned to the topic:

"Did you find it?"

Ming Cheng had said before that the Duke's wife was listening to a monk preaching in the Xiaojing Lake area. When the two of them were heading in that direction, Xiao Changheng had already guessed her intention.

Yun Qingqing collected her thoughts, nodded, and flew her sword down towards a certain direction.

It is a mountain villa south of Xiaojing Lake, surrounded by green trees, beautiful scenery and very quiet.

There was only one courtyard in the villa, where dozens of people gathered, sitting neatly on the futons, listening to the voice of a man in the front.

The monk was chanting scriptures and several novices were standing behind him.

The monk sat cross-legged, his face was gaunt with slightly protruding cheekbones, his eyes were full of compassion, an antique copper ring hung on his earlobe, he was wearing a gold-rimmed cassock, he held Buddhist beads in one hand and steadily struck a wooden fish with the other, he lowered his brows and chanted scriptures with a focused expression, he looked exactly like a high-level monk.

Xiao Changheng saw the problem at a glance and whispered:

"Something's wrong... The atmosphere in this manor is very strange."

Yun Qingqing's eyes moved slightly. His awareness of Qi became more and more acute, but she still didn't find any signs of recovery in this man's bones.

Now is not the time to dwell on these things. Yun Qingqing took Xiao Changheng's hand and drew a spell on his palm:

"This is the Soul Purifying Mantra, which will keep your mind from being disturbed."

After saying this, she flew her sword silently into the courtyard.

The novice monks behind the monk did not expect that someone would suddenly fall from the sky. They all looked alert, but they did not dare to disturb the monk's chanting. For a moment, they could only stare at the two men and did not dare to move.