The paper cranes were parked in Lu Ziren's carriage, and went into the city and went around, but found nothing.

It was bored on the roof of the car, lowered its head and combed its hair with its beak. Lu Ziren rushed back to the Li family in a hurry and met Song Jicai at the entrance of the village.

Song Jicai recognized Lu Ziren's car from afar, stopped the car and wanted to talk to him. He met Lu Ziren yesterday, and then he realized that Li Hanhai's "illness" was gradually getting better.

How could he get better after all this has been spent?

When Song Jicai heard about this, he rushed to the rural villa and patted the door to question the Taoist priest named Jin: "I am serving you with good wine and good food every day. What are you doing?"

Taoist Jin was having wine in the yard. The roast duck he had just bought was crispy and crispy. The little apprentice served him with duck meat and ate it with spring cakes. This year he lived a very moisturizing life.

Taoist Jin burped when he heard this: "What?"

"Most of Li Hanhai's illness has been cured, and he can already walk down the ground."

When Taoist Jin heard this, he had not yet woken up and said, "This is absolutely impossible. If he waits for a few more days, he will have all the oil and dry up. Even if he looks back, he will not be able to get off the ground."

Taoist Jin returned to the house and saw that the spiritual card with Li Hanhai’s birth date engraved in the magic circle had fallen down. He tugged the back of his apprentice’s head with his backhand: “You bastard, when did the spiritual card fall down?”

The apprentice stuttered: "Master wants to eat roast duck. I just bought it, but somehow it fell."

This formation has been on the ground for more than a year. The incense in the formation, which represents Li Hanhai's lifespan, has grown from long incense to short incense, and is about to burn to the end.

Once the spirit card is turned down, the spell failed, and the luck taken from Li Hanhai returned to its original position, and the effort of this year has been wasted.

Taoist Jin moved his eyebrows, chanted a spell, and said to his disciple: "Go and invite your senior brother out."

The little apprentice went to the back room respectfully and brought out a porcelain doll.

The porcelain doll is fat, white and cute, wearing a red bellyband and holding gold ingots in his arms. If it weren't for the gloomy face, it would be no different from the dolls in the New Year paintings.

Taoist Jin offered honey candy fruits, lit three incense sticks, and placed the little wooden man with Li Hanhai's birth date in front of the porcelain doll: "Good son, good son, find the person for your father."

Song Jicai was not the first time he saw this little kid, but he was still scared. He turned his face and wanted to stay there. Taoist Jin smiled again: "What are you afraid of? When my good boy comes back, your business will be done."

Song Jicai clasped his fists and squeezed out his voice from his teeth: "After things are done, you won't lose a penny of money. You can leave here quickly so that people will not find it."

Taoist Jin was thin, and his eyebrows moved. He ran outside, but he was not comfortable in this small courtyard. He ate whatever he wanted and drank whatever he wanted. He didn't have to be wanted by the Taoist sect. No one of the stupid donkeys in Ziwei Palace could find him.

Taoist Jin saw that Song Jicai treated him as a hot potato and smiled: "Song Zhuangyuan, you can't break the bridge across the river. If it weren't for me, would you have the glory of this now?"

"We might as well do a long-term business. If there is still this next time, I will never charge you a second price."

Song Jicai jumped: "In the future, this will never happen again."

Over the past year, Li Hanhai has also tormented him. He no longer remembers how he met this Taoist priest and how he asked him to tell fortunes.

I only remember that when Taoist Jin saw him, he said that he had the appearance of being nominated for the Golden List.

He then made the Taoist priest beat his life, but he was still not the first in the Golden List nomination. Taoist Jin murmured: "No, the top scholar should be produced in this place."

By the way, Song Ji handed out Li Hanhai's horoscope.

At this point, he still remembered Taoist Jin laughing when he saw the horoscope: "Yes, this is the top scholar."

Song Jicai reached out and grabbed Taoist Jin's arm, saying word by word: "I want to be the top scholar."

Taoist Jin was stunned at first, looked down at Song Jicai's hands with blue veins rising, then slowly raised his eyebrows to look at him, and grinned: "It depends on how much you have spent."

When evil thoughts come together, evil deeds come naturally.

At first, it was just to make Li Hanhai sick. The more he was seriously ill, the more thoughts Song Jicai became. Gradually, Song Jicai was no longer satisfied with these things, and he wanted to be the top scholar.

Taoist Jin rubbed his fingers: "The rice is delicious, don't talk. If you become the top scholar, you will naturally have to enter the official career. Once you enter the official career, you will have no political enemies? Some of us do this business."

Song Jicai gritted his teeth and refused to answer. It was easy to ask God and it was difficult to send him to God. He wanted to do something. He didn't dare to say anything, just wait for the spirit of the porcelain doll to come back.

The porcelain doll was placed in front of the table, and the three fragrant pieces burned out. The wooden carved little man in front of it did not move, and did not jump into the formation automatically like before.

It searched outside and returned in vain.

Taoist Jin frowned in a series of two depressed eyebrows: "Has anyone seen through my spell?"

Otherwise, why wouldn't Li Hanhai's three souls and seven spirits be traced? Someone must be protecting him.

Song Jicai said: "It is said that his wife wiped the ashes from the furnace of Cihang on his founding place."

Taoist Jin snorted: "No one's furnace ash does not work, he must have a trick."

Song Jicai panicked: "Then does he... know... it's me..."

Taoist Jin rolled his eyes: "Why are you panic? That man's Taoism is not so powerful yet. He just guarded him first. If you really know it's you, you'll come to the door now."

"Think about what he likes and can open it in front of him. I add something to it, and he will never run away."

Song Jicai thought of the mountain and river scroll that the teacher gave him. Without Li Hanhai, he was the one who was most eye-catching in the teacher. He had already written a letter of recommendation for him and was waiting to enter Beijing.

The teacher is very concerned: "How is Hanhai's condition? Tell him to let him recover with peace of mind and wait until he gets healed. If he changes his mind, just come to me."

Song Jicai nodded and said yes, chewing his teeth and piercing his gums. Sure enough, the teacher's first place in his heart will always be Li Hanhai.

When the teacher gave him this scroll, he said, "It's a bit like a pen tip."

Song Jicai originally wanted to collect the long scroll, so he took it out and handed it to Taoist Jin. Taoist Jin set up a formation and chanted a spell, put out a spell, and rolled up the scroll, and Song Jicai sent it to the Li family.

Song Ji had just finished doing this when he met Lu Ziren. Lu Ziren didn't even look at him and drove by quickly.

The dust from the wheels flew all over him. He covered his mouth and nose, raised his eyes to look at Lu Ziren's car, and let out a cold voice: "Go up and be a filial son when you go to the bedside."

I felt that Lu Ziren was useless. He obviously fell in love with Li Hanhai's wife, but he couldn't do it. If Lu Ziren could do it earlier, it wouldn't take so much effort.

Song Jicai brushed his sleeves and sat in the car: "Go to the villa."

The paper crane flew up, flapped its wings and landed on Song Jicai's carriage, and followed the carriage to the villa, which was not far from the Li family.

Song Ji got off the car and dusted his robe and told the coachman, "You go back and tell your family that I'm going to rest outside today."

After the car drove away, I stood in front of the yard and gently knocked on the copper ring on the door three times.

The black-painted door opened with a creaking sound. As soon as the door opened, a smell of sandalwood came out of it. Song Ji finally walked in sideways and quickly closed the door.

The paper crane wanted to fly into the yard, but as soon as it flew over the top of the wall, its wings were bounced away by the formation, so it hurried home to report the news.

It raised its wings and complained to Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao took out a triangle spice from its arms and fed it to Xie Xuan. The tip of the wings was indeed burning a little. If it hadn't escaped quickly, it would have been burned.

Xie Xuan knocked the paper crane in his hand and said to Xiaoxiao: "You stay, I'll meet this person."

Xiaoxiao grabbed Xie Xuan's hand and said, "I want to go too."

The senior brother hasn't opened his eyes yet. What if he is careless and touched someone else's words?

Xie Xuan dialed the incense array: "He is fighting with us in a distance. He may come again. You are here to guard him and I will break his magic array."

Lu Ziren kept kneeling and said, "I'll take you there." He paled his face and went to see Yingniang. Seeing that Yingniang didn't even give him a little light, it was like ten thousand needles to hurt him. "Brother Li's birth date, he asked me what I wanted."

Yingniang finally turned her head. One of her eyes was stained with blood, and the other one was clearly black and white, reflecting Lu Ziren's shadow, staring at him with great disgust: "You are in love with him."

"No, he said he met a Taoist, and his fortune telling was very accurate. He wanted to calculate it for us. But some people have the fate of the top scholar, and even my birth date and horoscope."

Speaking of this, I suddenly realized that the Taoist must have calculated something that he wanted to harm Li Hanhai.

A little chin said: "No wonder, not only did he harm Li Hanhai, but you also had traces of evil magic."

Lu Ziren looked up in a daze, unable to think of something wrong with him, but when he heard that he was also killed, he became happy, so Yingniang would not blame him anymore.

But Yingniang had a simple face and still ignored him. Only then did Lu Ziren realize that it turned out that Yingniang was polite to him in the past, but regarded him as her husband's friend.

He gritted his teeth: "He dared not treat me, I'll go with me."

Yingniang shouted sternly: "No, what if you deceive the Taoist priest and harm him?"

Lu Ziren knelt on the ground blankly. He listened to Yingniang's words and regarded him as an unforgivable person. He looked pale and said with his lips trembling, "Then I, then I will take people there. There will always be traces of harming people. I will take the officers and soldiers there. Should I trust me?"

Yingniang was silent. She knew that Xiaoxiao and Xie Xuan had some origins, but these two children helped them so much that they would never implicate them.

Li Hanhai seemed to be awake but not awake. He could hear his words, but he spoke without hesitation. From his chest to his limbs, he was numb everywhere. Finally, his tongue became conscious again and said softly: "Let him go, go to the teacher's house first, and then to the government."

Without Lu Ziren, this matter could not be done, and Song Jicai would destroy the evidence as long as he heard the news.

When Yingniang heard her husband say this, she still felt worried that it would harm Xie Xuan Xiaoxiao.

But when Lu Ziren heard this sentence, he immediately stood up: "I'll go now, find the teacher first, and then take someone to catch him." As he said this, his eyes were still staring at Yingniang. Seeing that Yingniang still didn't look at him, he whispered, "If I can't do this, I will naturally have no face to come back to see you. I will accompany my life to Brother Li."

Xie Xuan's teeth were sore that he was sore: "Hurry up, I don't know if he has any magic to harm people. I'll keep an eye on it in secret, don't wait until dark."

Xie Xuan asked Xiaoxiao to stay and guard Yingniang and his wife, and Lu Ziren touched Song Jicai's villa. The paper crane could not fly in. He jumped onto the tree in a few seconds and stretched his head to explore it.

I saw the yard with a red rope knot, like a huge red umbrella, with yellow talismans tied to it, and a cauldron-sized incense burner underneath, filled with incense candles, and cigarettes floated out of the yard.

Lu Ziren rode into the city to report to the officials, and Xie Xuan lurked in the tree. He knew that this man's magic circle was powerful, so he did not dare to send paper cranes and paper people rashly in.

After waiting for a while, a small Taoist boy came out from the back of the courtyard. Xie Xuan looked at it for half a day. Although the garden was big, there were no people inside. Maybe Song Ji was afraid of the news leaking.

The "eyeliner" that has finally been delivered to the door cannot be spared in vain.

He jumped off the tree lightly, followed the Taoist boy, and released the paper crane: "Go."

The paper crane floated lightly on the Taoist boy's body and followed the Taoist boy into the magic circle.

Taoist Jin saw his little disciple picking up firewood and was slow to pick up firewood, so he kicked him: "Hurry up, boil the bath water for the teacher, and then provide your elder brother with some dessert fruit."

The Taoist boy swallowed his anger and went to the hall to offer fruits to the "Senior Brother", lit a bouquet of incense, and hurriedly inserted it into the incense burner, not daring to look up at the porcelain doll.

The porcelain doll suddenly swirled, and his eyes were fixed on the Taoist boy. The Taoist boy couldn't move and shouted, "Senior Brother, please spare me!"
To be continued...