Chapter 233 Yin Yang Curse

It is already autumn, and there is not much change of seasons in southern Xinjiang where the four seasons are like spring. However, the maple leaves in the Jing Kingdom Palace have turned red.

When the wind blows, it's like a raging fire. The red rain that falls is Junlin's favorite.

The few people in the Jing Kingdom Palace could only sit in her favorite maple forest, drink wine, talk about state affairs, take care of everything and wait for her return.

Jun Lin was also a little dazed. It had been half a year since he came to Southern Xinjiang. He wondered if Minghe and the others were doing well.

"Sir, Chunhua wants to see you."

The servant's voice brought Jun Lin back to his senses.

The door was pushed open by inner force, and one could still smell the fragrance emanating from the man's sleeves when he waved.

Wu Shi was sitting on the bed. He had just put down the book in his hand. He twirled the hair on his chest with his fingertips and moved it to the back of his neck. His eyebrows were picturesque, elegant and noble.

"Xiaobao, come here."

He waved at her, and Jun Lin walked over naturally. The silent intimacy made Yuzhu bite her lips tightly.

"How about this tea?"

The man picked up the cup and handed it to Junlin, hoping to hear some of her opinions.

The fragrance of tea in the sun is elegant and fresh, and it lasts for a long time.

She was surprised: "Orchid tea?"

Wushi's eyes showed admiration: "Not bad."

Jun Lin couldn't let it go and took a sip of it. He praised: "The flower stems are bunched up. Once brewed, the tea leaves slowly sink to the bottom of the cup. The flowers are like a bead curtain, hanging in the water. The tea is yellow-green and moist. The unique elegant fragrance of orchids and the fresh and sweet taste of green tea linger on your lips. This is top-quality."

She said it word for word, and the strange mist in Wushi's eyes seemed to dissipate a little, as if a faint smile broke through the ice.

It doesn't matter to Chunhua how confused she is, as long as she is able to drink with her close friends.

What kind of women does Wu Shi like?

I like women who are knowledgeable and interesting, well-informed and skilled, and with whom I can chat and discuss various matters in my spare time.

He didn't like to stop and spare his attention to protect a dodder flower. What he wanted was someone with strength to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, to walk across the mountains and rivers and to admire all the dandelions that fell on his shoulders.

Because the latter are rare, once they appear, he is willing to spend some time with them.

The atmosphere between the two of them was harmonious. Yuzhu wanted to express herself but did not dare to act on her own. She was frustrated for a long time and asked eagerly: "Master, how is your recovery?"

Wu was disappointed with the stranger in front of him. His upbringing made him reply in a proper manner, "No problem, please excuse me."

Yuzhu was delighted: "It's okay, I just want to..."

"see a visitor out."

Yuzhu: “?”

No, they were communicating happily one second, but how come they were rushing away the next?

The servant came over to lead the way. Yuzhu stamped her feet in anger and said, "Chunhua, let's go."

Jun Lin lowered his head and tried to turn around to obey the command, but suddenly someone grabbed his wrist.

The man's hands were broad and cold, tightly encircling the slender white wrist. He casually lifted his eyelashes, his fear dissipated, and his voice was as clear as water: "She will be back late, tell His Majesty for me."

The pulse on his wrist was beating against his palm, and Wu Shi suddenly had an illusion.

He seemed to hold her heart in his hands.

When Yuzhu was sent away, she was doubting her life.

What on earth did the Sect Master like about Chunhua, who had no good points at all?

The room was quiet. Jun Lin lowered his eyelids and looked at Wu Shi. The man's face was pale and cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, but he still sat there calmly and expressionlessly, like a withered Epiphyllum.

"Does it hurt?"

Wu Shi withdrew his hand and leaned on the bed: "It hurts so much that I'm almost dying."

His eyes were like thick ink, and at this moment he was quietly looking down at the book in his hands. His tone was light and peaceful. No one could imagine what kind of pain and torture this body was suffering.

As he said, it hurt so much that I was almost dying.

Jun Lin sat on the edge of the bed: "What's going on?"

The fog was silent.

"Is it inconvenient to say?"

Hearing this, the man raised his hand. Jun Lin handed him the orchid tea in tacit understanding. Wu Shi sipped it gently to moisten his throat, and turned a page with his fingertips: "There's nothing inconvenient to say. It's the Yin Yang Curse that's acting up. I always have pain for two days every month."

Yin and Yang Curse Seal?

Jun Lin's expression suddenly became serious: "Where is it? What is the danger? Is there any way to solve it?"

How can you serve Jingguo after something happens to you?

Wu Shi was surprised by her three consecutive worried inquiries. Maybe this is what a friend is?

Thinking of this, he softened his brows and tapped his collarbone: "I am just using my body as nourishment to feed the evil creature. The object to break it is the Supreme Yin Jade Snake, which was given away by the Yin Yang family many years ago. I don't know where it is now."

Jun Lin frowned, could it be that Wu Shishuyuan's relationship with the Yin Yang family was related to this Yin Yang curse seal?

"Can I take a look?"

Wu Shi was stunned: "What?"

"I want to see the curse seal."

Although she looked haggard, even her lips were pale and dry, but her overall elegance was not diminished in the slightest. He didn't know when he nodded until warm fingertips, completely different from his own, pulled open his collar. Only then did he realize that the other person's eyes had fallen on the curse mark on his collarbone.

Wu Shi lowered his eyes and looked at her, his gaze was deep, and even his breathing became lighter.

An ugly curse mark like a spider web was imprinted on Yingbai's delicate collarbone, and Jun Lin's heart suddenly sank.

These people are really brave.

Dare to put a snake in Emperor Jing's arms.

Dare to curse the Yin Yang Sect Master.

Her voice was flat and emotionless: "What does the jade cicada look like?"

"The Jade Cicada is a very Yin thing. It is a green cicada-shaped jade. The pattern on the bottom of the jade is the same as the curse seal. Overall, it is slightly smaller than a human palm."

Jun Lin helped him pull up the quilt to cover him, and then carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt. Suddenly, a strange idea came to his mind.

Since it is an extremely yin thing, why do the generals' mansions offer countless insects as sacrifices? Are there jade cicadas to raise insects?

The children who refine jade cicadas are all girls. They seek Yin energy to refine evil things. Yin energy is so important, does that mean that the jade cicada may also be in the general's mansion?

Wu Shi let her move, staring at her with his dark eyes without blinking, then turned his gaze back to the book: "Are you leaving?"

Jun Lin picked up the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He spoke in a softer voice, "Send someone to tell His Majesty to let me look after you at night."

Wu Shi didn't ask her what she was going to do in the evening, just as she didn't ask about his past. This request was not difficult. Xiao Bao had already asked, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

"good."

"See you tonight then."

Jun Lin left. He came and left in a hurry. The room was so deserted that I forgot to study seriously. But I never turned a page in the book.

…

night.

Jun Lin was dressed in black and masked. Her superb martial arts skills allowed her to move freely like a swift. She slashed the gatekeeper unconscious with a single blow of her hand and easily broke through the obscure and complicated formation.

This is thanks to Wushi's previous suggestion.

She quietly entered the busy ancestral hall. Rows of wooden cabinets were filled with pottery jars. She picked one and opened it, revealing the crystal clear silkworm inside.

When her eyes fell on the pottery jar with her and Shen Sinian's names and birth dates written on it, all the cold and violent energy burst out as if it was about to explode.