Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

There were only three people standing in the huge main hall. Mrs. Ji looked at Nanny Xu with some dissatisfaction but said nothing.

Nanny Xu looked wary and stared at Yun Xuanzi with a questioning look.

"How do i call you?"

"Yun Xuanzi."

Nanny Xu opened her mouth to ask another question, but Mrs. Ji rushed forward to block their sight. She restrained her inner excitement and said, "Are you the disciple of Taoist Master Xunzhen, the only inner disciple?"

Yun Xuanzi smiled awkwardly: "Madam, have you heard of the master's name?"

"It's not just that I've heard of it."

Mrs. Ji's appearance was beyond Nanny Xu's expectation. Why didn't she know that Mrs. Ji was still interested in this kind of thing?

"lady……"

"Master, in your opinion, how can our family get rid of that thing?"

The two were still talking: "You have to look at the source first."

As they were about to go in, Nanny Xu was extremely anxious. She knew there was something wrong with this Yun Xuanzi at a glance.

The same goes for Mrs. Ji. Why would she believe anyone who says something casually?

She was about to go over and stop her immediately, but Mrs. Ji noticed the movements of the person behind her, turned around and said coldly: "Qingzhu."

Nanny Xu stopped and tried to persuade her again, but she stood there firmly, unable to say anything.

Every time Mrs. Ji calls out her name, it's a warning that enough is enough.

Yun Xuanzi saw Master Ji's appearance as he wished. To be honest, he didn't see anything there.

But the brows on his face were furrowed and his expression was solemn. After closer inspection, some clues were discovered.

He still couldn't be sure just by looking at these. Anyway, he just had to listen to what that person said.

Yun Xuanzi relaxed and looked at Mrs. Ji: "Don't panic, today is an auspicious day. I can kill it after I make preparations."

"Okay, Master, you can order whatever you need, and I'll have someone prepare it."

"I have everything, I'm just missing a few sticks of incense."

"I'll ask someone to buy it." Mrs. Ji quickly went out and called someone to give instructions.

Yun Xuanzi felt a little relieved when he touched his robe.

Before going out, he looked at Master Ji again. Can he really wake up in two days?

When Ji Hualin landed, the world was spinning and he was about to vomit bile.

Ji Jingyuan next to him was feeling better, and his pale lips could clearly tell that he was not feeling well.

The physical fitness of these two people was not very good. Xie Zhiwu stayed away as if he was disgusted.

Ji Jingyuan endured his physical discomfort and said, "Thank you, Master, for sending us back."

"It takes a little effort." After saying that, he turned around and left, but disappeared in an instant.

Ji Hualin didn't mind that the ground was dirty at this time, and fell to the ground exhausted to relax.

Just now, he was pinched along the way, and no one could hold on to Xie Zhiwu's jumping.

If he had known earlier, he would have come back by himself. It would be so comfortable to take a leisurely carriage ride.

This was not the right time for him to rest. Ji Jingyuan pulled the person up and supported him. The person's body was almost completely pressed against him, and he dragged the person towards Ji's house.

From a distance, I saw that the door was empty, and the person who usually guarded it was gone.

Ji Jingyuan stepped up the steps, and with every step he could hear the sound of the toes of his shoes scraping the ground.

There was no movement until Ji Hualin entered the courtyard.

In desperation, I could only drag him away, but as I walked further inside, I saw something unusual in the courtyard.

An unknown object was placed in the center, incense burners were lit on both sides, and three sticks of incense were inserted in the middle.

Just as he was wondering, he saw a woman over there turning her eyes towards this side and shouting: "Lin'er!"

Ji Jingyuan only felt a weight on his shoulders, and now he couldn't use any strength at all.

Several people hurriedly came over to unload the person. Mrs. Ji looked at them worriedly and asked in a bad tone: "What's going on? Where have you been? How could Lin'er be like this?"

Confused by a series of questions, Ji Jingyuan lowered his head and spoke incoherently: "I don't know. As soon as I woke up, I found myself in the wilderness. I don't know why I was there. We don't know where it is. Know."

"Okay, okay." Madam Ji didn't want to listen to his rambling, and handed her over to her servants to take good care of her.

Then she asked Ji Jingyuan to follow her.

Yun Xuanzi was standing there, watching someone coming over. He was wondering when he heard Mrs. Ji ask him: "Master, I don't know what happened to my nephew. He disappeared late at night and has only come back now, but he doesn't know that he is here." Where have you been and what's going on?"

"How could this happen?"

Ji Jingyuan lowered his head and stared at the ground, listening to the conversation between the two people, and then a hand touched his arm.

He was stunned for a moment and was about to shake it off, but he felt the hand pat him as if to comfort him.

Just be patient.

After an unknown amount of time, the hand finally left, and I heard him say: "It seems that it has affected the young master in the house. It must be completed today and dispersed."

He heard Mrs. Ji's frightened approval, and then was pulled back.

Ji Jingyuan quietly raised his head, and the surrounding servants came to watch. No wonder there was no one at the door.

The man in the center closed his eyes and meditated silently, then suddenly opened his eyes and somehow a piece of talisman appeared between his fingers, which made everyone marvel.

When the talisman paper is lit on the incense, circles of black smoke appear, and the shape seems to be something.

Ji Jingyuan was looking at the black smoke attentively when a person next to him suddenly screamed, causing everyone in the circle to panic.

He looked over and saw that the black smoke had changed shape, and the gap below was like a bloody mouth. The man was sweeping the whisk upwards, and the smoke gradually dissipated.

Mrs. Ji was so shocked by this movement that she could not speak. She licked her lips and said, "Master, is it gone?"

The man raised his fly whisk to signal her to stop talking, and then another talisman appeared, suspended in mid-air.

This suddenly aroused Ji Jingyuan's curiosity. Could this person be more than just a talker?

Before he could think about it carefully, the talisman paper was brought to the incense burner. He clearly heard several people around him take a breath, as if they were afraid that the scene just now would happen again.

However, the black smoke did not rise, and the talisman was turned into ashes, leaving nothing to be seen.

The courtyard was quiet, and a gust of wind rustled the branches. Mrs. Ji was startled and asked quickly: "Master, it's time to leave."

Ji Jingyuan saw the man put away the fly whisk, his dark face was full of seriousness, he stretched out his fingers to count and then nodded.

"When will the master wake up?"

Ji Jingyuan was about to leave, but when he heard these words, he noticed that he walked slower.

He heard a voice that did not match his face, even a clear voice: "I will definitely wake up within two days."

I'm afraid it won't take more than two days.

Ji Jingyuan turned his head and looked over there, thinking.