Even Xiaoyao stared at Ying Zheng in shock, filled with curiosity.
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he remembered someone.
Could it be the Imperial Tutor His Majesty spoke of?
Is this person really that powerful?
However, the protagonist at this moment, an eight-month-old baby, is staring with his dark, round eyes, lying next to him searching for a chicken leg that hasn't been poisoned.
If all else fails, a slice of pork belly will do.
He is still too young, and Consort Shu does not allow him to eat meat. He has never eaten a piece of meat before, and he is really craving it.
However, he only has three teeth now and can't chew meat properly.
But even just licking it would be fine, just to taste it and satisfy my craving.
Ying Zheng stared coldly at Bai Xixue, "Do you think I would tell you such a secret?"
Bai Xixue frowned, looking at the Great Dao Net with a face full of resentment, and then at the end of the net, she actually saw a golden lock.
She looked puzzled. "Jin Suo?"
Xiaoyao was also taken aback. Looking closely, he realized that there were four golden locks around the room.
This Great Dao Net is woven from the power of the Great Dao emanating from those four golden locks.
His heart trembled.
He truly is the Emperor's tutor!
Ying Zheng felt very fortunate when he recalled his previous decision.
When he went to pick up Ying Ziyu, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little guy's gold lock that he had packed in a box.
Considering how powerful the Golden Lock was at exorcising evil spirits before, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a divine artifact, and this Miao witch happens to be an extremely evil being.
If we bring the golden lock with us, will it have a miraculous effect?
With that in mind, Ying Zheng lent out several of the little guy's golden locks without his knowledge.
He originally wanted to discuss it with the little guy, but he knew very well how much the boy treasured the gold, and time was of the essence. If the little guy made a fuss, he would have to coax him.
He borrowed it secretly.
Then he ordered people to place them in various parts of the room, and now they have indeed worked wonders.
As the poisonous Gu attacked, the Great Dao Net seemed to sense this extremely evil power and began to slowly shrink.
As the net contracted, all the poisonous insects were driven back. The space was compressed, leaving the poisonous insects nowhere to retreat. Then, under the pressure of the power of the Great Dao, they all dissipated.
Even Bai Xixue's extremely evil body was severely injured by that power of the Great Dao.
Bai Xixue coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, so weak that she was barely clinging to life.
Her eyes were wide with shock. "Impossible, this can't be..."
She never expected that there would be such a powerful expert in the Qin Dynasty.
Compared to that level of cultivation, she wasn't even an ant; at most, she was a tiny speck of dust, so insignificant as to be almost nonexistent.
Ironically, she may never have seen what that master looked like before she died.
Filled with endless resentment, Bai Xixue fainted.
All the dark energy dissipated, and the hall regained its bright atmosphere.
Ying Zheng calmly ordered, "Put her in the imperial prison and keep a close watch on her!"
Xiaoyao stepped forward and said, "This old man can draw a talisman to suppress her evil spirits and prevent her from using poisons again."
Ying Zheng nodded, "Thank you for your trouble."
Xiaoyao's expression was strange. "I couldn't do anything, but I'm really grateful for these divine artifacts."
His gaze toward Jin Suo was full of admiration, and even a hint of possessiveness.
But aside from being a priceless treasure, the sight of a monk wearing a golden lock instead of prayer beads around his neck is truly bizarre.
The little guy had no time to pay attention to this. He hid under the table and finally found a piece of non-poisonous pork belly, feeling very happy.
I took a bite, but couldn't bite it through.
But once you taste the meat, it smells delicious.
That's great.
The little guy's eyes sparkled.
Life has finally found meaning.
It would be even better if we could go to the dock and get some fries.
Ying Zheng was secretly observing the little guy's movements.
Seeing that he wasn't paying attention, he stepped forward and carefully put away the gold lock, moving lightly and not daring to make a sound, for fear of attracting the little guy's attention and letting him see this scene.
Seeing this, Ying Gao stepped forward, ready to help, "Father, let me help you collect it."
Ying Zheng held the golden lock protectively to his chest, looking at him warily. "Don't touch it! Don't touch it! And don't even think about it!"
Ying Gao's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, looking rather embarrassed.
Ying Zheng stuffed the gold locks into his robes one by one, glancing around strangely every now and then.
Ying Gao frowned. "Father, why do you look like a thief?"
Ying Zheng glared at him. "Shut up! Am I that kind of person?"
This was borrowed.
The owner simply didn't know.
But it's not that I won't pay it back.
Although he didn't know where the golden lock came from, Ying Gao was well aware of its power.
He sidled up to Ying Zheng, grinning obsequiously, and said, "Father, could you also give me one of these golden locks?"
Ying Zheng angrily rebuked, "No gold lock? Do you want a slap in the face?"
Ying Gao pouted, "What's wrong with a baby who's over two hundred months old wanting a gold lock?"
Ying Zheng said coldly, "You just let that vixen drain my yang energy, and I haven't settled that score with you yet!"
Ying Gao's face stiffened, and he scratched his head: "That's not what I meant, I just said it offhand."
He really didn't think that much about it at the time; he just blurted it out.
Ying Zheng looked at him and said, "Never mind, I am not one to hold grudges."
Ying Gao's expression brightened. "Thank you, Father, for not holding it against me. I knew you were magnanimous and wouldn't hold such a trivial matter against me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng said, "I always settle scores on the spot. I'm punishing you by confining you to your quarters for a month. You need to reflect on your actions!"
Ying Gao's expression froze.
That's truly not holding grudges, because there are no grudges to hold onto.
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