Yan Ning walked to Xie Huaiye's bedside.

Looking at his slightly pale face, he said softly:

"Your injury hasn't fully healed, so stay in the room and don't go out."

Xie Huaiye looked at her and nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yan Ning didn't say anything more, turned around and strode out of the room.

His silhouette was crisp and clean.

"Let's go, let's go out too, so as not to disturb Young Master Xie's rest!"

Sun Wuji spoke casually, and the others followed suit and went outside.

The door closed.

Xie Huaiye leaned against the headboard, his eyes following Yan Ning's disappearing figure.

My mind felt like it was a tangled mess.

Complex. Very complex.

His mind uncontrollably drifted back to the scene in the garden last night.

The moonlight, like water, was accompanied by the rich fragrance of flowers.

And... that sudden, light, and soft kiss.

It was like a feather brushing against his lips, but it exploded like a thunderclap in his heart.

The shock still makes his chest feel numb.

That was his... first kiss.

Judging from Yan Ning's appearance just now, his expression was normal and his tone was calm.

Telling him to rest was like giving him the most ordinary of instructions.

She... seems to remember nothing at all?

This thought, like a fine needle, made Xie Huaiye's heart clench sharply.

An indescribable sense of loss.

It pressed down heavily, more painful than the injuries on my body.

He lowered his eyes, his fingers gripping the corner of the blanket tightly.

How could she... not remember at all?

On the other side.

The front courtyard of the Ye residence was brightly lit.

Master Ye was efficient; everything Yan Ning asked for was provided without fail.

The sulfur powder has a pungent odor, the cinnabar is bright red and pure, and the black glutinous rice grains are distinct.

There was also a proud rooster whose feet were tightly bound by a red rope.

It flailed restlessly on the ground.

Yan Ning focused intently and took matters into her own hands.

She carefully sprinkled sulfur powder and cinnabar powder around the huge Ye family courtyard.

A pungent odor filled the air.

Then, she went along the inside of the sulfur ring.

A thick layer of black glutinous rice was evenly spread on the ground, like drawing two lines of defense for the yard.

Finally, she picked up the rooster that was struggling desperately.

It was placed in the very center of the yard.

The rooster crowed loudly, its voice especially clear in the quiet night.

"Light the fire!" Yan Ning shouted.

The servants, who were already prepared, immediately lit the torches in their hands.

The flickering flames instantly dispelled some of the darkness.

The servants moved quickly, following Yan Ning's prior arrangements.

They were divided into several rows and stood in a huge cross shape.

Enclose the center of the yard, including the large rooster.

The torchlight illuminated tense and somewhat fearful faces.

Yan Ning stood slightly in front of the center of the cross and took a deep breath.

She knew that the cunning fox demon, whom she had injured last night, couldn't have gone far.

This house has a heavy yin energy; it's the best place to hide.

Tonight, she must force this scourge out and get rid of it completely!

She closed her eyes, formed hand seals, and began chanting a spell as her lips moved rapidly.

Yan Ning's incantation grew increasingly urgent.

Like countless fine needles piercing the air.

In the middle of the yard, the rooster suddenly bristled!

It flapped its wings frantically and let out a piercing scream.

She tried desperately to break free of the red rope binding her feet.

The feathers on its neck stood up straight, and its comb was blood red.

"They're here!" Yan Ning's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly opened them.

The chanting stopped.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

The only sounds were the crackling of the burning torches and the heavy breathing of the servants.

Sudden--

"call!"

A chilling, eerie wind suddenly swept up from the ground!

The torches swayed violently in the wind, their light and shadow dancing wildly.

Sulfur powder and black glutinous rice were rolled up everywhere.

"Stay still! Don't move!" Yan Ning shouted, steadying himself.

"Giggle giggle..."

A sharp, triumphant fox laugh could be faintly heard in the wind.

It drifts about, seemingly coming from all directions.

The cunning fox demon refused to show itself.

It is testing the waters, searching for weaknesses in the formation.

"Hmph, hiding your true colors!"

Yan Ning sneered and quickly pulled out a yellow talisman from his sleeve.

With a flick of the fingertip, the talisman spontaneously combusted with a "poof".

She flicked her wrist.

The burning talisman shot precisely towards a seemingly ordinary flowerbed in the southeast corner of the courtyard.

"Agh—!" A painful scream rang out!

The flowerbed shook violently, and a white figure darted out like lightning.

It was that injured fox demon!

One of its hind legs was clearly not very agile.

Dark red bloodstains and burn marks were visible on the snow-white fur.

Her emerald green eyes were filled with resentment and cunning.

It did not pounce on Yan Ning.

Instead, it charged straight at the rooster that was trapped in the center, trembling with fear!

"Oh no! It's trying to break through the formation's core!"

Yan Ning immediately saw through its intention.

The rooster is key to luring the demon to reveal itself and is also the "living eye" of the formation.

Yan Ning reacted extremely quickly, lightly touching the ground with her toes.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, blocking the rooster's path.

At the same time, a peach wood sword gleaming with a cold light was already in his hand.

A direct stab to the fox demon's face!

The fox demon twisted strangely in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the sword's edge.

After landing, it didn't linger in the fight, using its momentum to its advantage.

He suddenly lunged at the youngest-looking servant, who was holding a torch!

It moved incredibly fast, leaving a trail of blood!

"Ahhh!"

The servant was terrified.

My first instinct was to throw away the torch and run away.

"Don't move! Hold it steady!" Yan Ning shouted urgently, but the servant was on the verge of collapse.

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