Ji Bohan took the photo to find housekeeper Cui Yi again and said the same thing.
Not surprisingly, Cui Yi agreed.
After the deal was settled, Ji Bohan went to the eldest wife's tomb to pay his respects.
The next morning, Mr. Ji began to feel unwell. The doctor said that his body was gradually deteriorating for some unknown reason.
Mr. Ji was not feeling well, and the Second Wife was afraid that something might happen to him, so she had to split her time to take care of him.
That night, everyone in the villa was fast asleep, except for the third wife, Cui Yi, Chunxiang, and Ji Baihan.
The master Cui Yi invited was sweating profusely after a series of operations, but he still looked at Ji Bohan with a serious face, "The opponent is very powerful, I really can't completely break it. If I continue, it will only alarm him, but the formation will not be broken."
The third wife and Cui Yi looked at each other and remained silent.
Chunxiang took an apprehensive step forward, "Master, is there really no other way?"
The master shook his head and sighed helplessly, "This formation has been lost for a long time. Even if my master were still alive, there would be no way to use it."
"Master, please save my young master, he..."
"Aunt Chunxiang, stop talking." Ji Bohan, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly interrupted her. He smiled and said, "Perhaps this is my fate."
"Second Young Master, please don't say that." Chunxiang couldn't help crying, "The fortune teller said you would live to be a hundred years old."
Ji Bohan smiled bitterly, "Yes, but he never expected that my life span would no longer belong to me."
Hearing this, Chunxiang didn't know what to say.
The master couldn't bear it and couldn't help but say, "Maybe I can go down the mountain and ask my senior brother."
Ji Bohan: "Then I'll trouble you, Master."
"It's not a big deal. It's my duty to do things for money." The master took into consideration that Ji Bohan only had a few days left, so he hurriedly prepared to go down the mountain to find his senior brother that night.
As soon as he left, Chunxiang pushed Ji Baihan upstairs.
Yan Xi followed them silently.
I kept praying in my heart that the master's senior brother could be more reliable.
However, the Third Madam and Cui Yi deliberately walked very slowly, slowly approaching each other. Cui Yi looked at her and whispered, "Do you really want to help him?"
The Third Wife adjusted her hair irritably. "What else? If he releases the photos, do you think the three of us can still enjoy our wealth and glory?"
Cui Yi disagreed and laughed coldly, "I only believe that the dead can't speak. If he were still here, we would have to live in fear for the rest of our lives. Do you want to be controlled by him for the rest of your life?"
"Nonsense, do you think I'm willing?" The Third Wife frowned, thought for a moment, clenched her hands, tilted her head to look at him, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"
Cui Yi curled his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Cooperate with the Second Madam and the others."
When the Third Wife heard this, she was a little bit incredulous, "Are you crazy?!"
"I'm not crazy. Once Ji Bohan and Chunxiang are dead, we'll kill them and create the illusion of a ghost seeking revenge. As for the master..." Cui Yi's eyes flashed with viciousness, "He's going to die soon anyway. Wouldn't it be better to send them to the underworld to reunite together?"
The Third Wife swallowed, a little frightened, "Cui Yi, this is not good, is it?"
Cui Yi put his arm around her waist, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why not? Don't you want to be with me?"
The Third Wife bit her lip, thought it over again and again, and nodded as if she had made up her mind, "Okay, I support you!"
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The next day, Master Ji was even weaker. He felt powerless all over and needed help to do anything, like a disabled person.
Seeing him like this, Cui Yi pretended to say that he looked like he was cursed and wanted to ask a master to take a look at him.
When people are about to die, they always want to live longer. Mr. Ji is no exception. When he heard that he was being tricked, he agreed without saying a word.
Cui Yi asked a master to take a look, and sure enough, he found a talisman in Master Ji's pillow.
Master Ji immediately became angry and asked the master to investigate the matter.
The Second Wife and Xia Meng both turned pale when they saw the talisman.
Yan Xi looked at their reactions and sneered in his heart.
The master's first priority is to break the spell.
Let Cui Yi find out the truth.
So Cui Yi interrogated everyone in the villa one by one.
Before we knew it, it was night, and the master started to perform a ritual.
Everything went pretty smoothly.
Mr. Ji, who was lying in bed unable to move, had been awake for a whole day. He could not hold on any longer and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Ji Bohan quietly watched the master performing rituals in the yard in the room, and curled his lips slightly.
This ritual was ostensibly to break the curse on Master Ji, but in reality it was to borrow Ji Boheng's life.
Since neither the spell nor the magic circle can be broken, then he will take back his own life and give the second wife and Xia Meng a big gift, so that they can taste the feeling of having their lives borrowed.
Of course, he doesn't need the lifespan of such a person, so lending it to his father is the best choice.
Ji Bohan kept watching and waiting.
Yan Xi also hopes that he can get his own life back.
However, things don't always go as we wish, and we never know which will come first, an accident or tomorrow.
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