Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Du Manzhi was stunned for a moment.

Of course she would not mistakenly think that she had seen it wrong, otherwise she would be very sorry for her eyes with first-class vision.

After Zhan Yunjia washed her hands, she raised her short legs and just crossed the faded threshold when she was seen staring at something on the table.

The child's heart suddenly pounded, and he shouted guiltily:

"teacher……"

Du Manzhi asked her calmly: "What is this?"

Zhan Yunjia swallowed and whispered, "It's a drum."

"Who gave me the drum?"

This time there was no reply.

Du Manzhi could feel the child's determination to protect Qing Zhusheng.

But Zhan Yunjia was still young after all, living alone in a desolate and remote old palace, suffering from chronic lack of food and clothing, and rarely communicating with outsiders. Such a child would be easily deceived.

Not to mention such an expensive, exquisite and beautiful toy, even if you just give her food every day, it will soften the child's heart sooner or later - Du Manzhi feels that she is a good example.

When a qualified guardian discovers that a child has collected something belonging to someone else, his first reaction is usually: Who did this? Why?

Do you want to abduct the child?

Besides, Zhan Yunjia has a special status.

No matter how low her biological mother's status is, it can't change the fact that she is of royal blood from Daqian.

According to the setting of this book, before the heroine was reborn, it was Zhan Yunjia who missed out on the throne.

Unfortunately, due to her lack of abilities in all aspects, she most likely became a puppet empress controlled by others.

With different positions, Du Manzhi would not take the risk and let the heroine fight for that position.

Her first choice was Zhan Yunjia, because she had many ideas. If there was an emperor in the same camp who had the same ideas as her, the realization of those ideas would be much smoother.

She wanted to raise this child well.

Then, Qing Zhusheng, who is suspected of being a member of the royal family of the Western Regions, came all the way to Kyoto and sneaked into the palace to show his favor to Zhan Yunjia. His behavior seemed suspicious.

"Who has been here today?" Du Manzhi calmed down and asked slowly.

"No one has been here."

Zhan Yunjia put his wet little hands behind his back.

This is her knee-jerk reaction when she lies.

"Only the teacher comes to give me delicious food."

The child looked at the ground at Du Manzhi's feet, added in a low voice, and quietly observed her with beautiful blue eyes.

Du Manzhi wrote down every detail and suddenly laughed softly.

She paced around the hall, as if searching for any clues.

Zhan Yunjia's heart was lifted and he silently followed her not far behind.

This is a process of psychological warfare.

Du Manzhi gave her a chance and enough time to wait for her to confess.

The longer she delayed, the more uneasy she could hide in her eyes. Her lips opened and closed. She wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to open her mouth.

What broke the deadlock was a soft sound.

Du Manzhi followed the sound and walked to the window.

"Oh, it turned out to be a wild cat... I thought there was a thief hiding in your place. I'm very worried that you live here alone."

Zhan Yunjia raised his head blankly, a little ashamed, "Teacher, I..."

Du Manzhi interrupted her calmly:

"Tomorrow I will send someone to bring you clothes. If you try them on, if they don't fit you will have them changed on the spot. The day after tomorrow, at Chen time, you can wear them and go to Xinghua Garden to see me."

Xinghuayuan? That was the place where the palace harp masters used to teach the concubines how to play the harp. Zhan Yunjia was distracted by this episode. What he was thinking in his little mind was, is the teacher about to start a formal class?

She bowed respectfully as a disciple: "Yes! I understand."

"But there is an urgent matter to attend to right now."

Before Du Manzhi finished speaking, he stretched out his palms and made continuous movements of grabbing and pulling downwards.

Boom!

A figure fell from the beam, crushing the wooden table.

Du Manzhi's expression did not waver at all, and she was not surprised at all that there was a foreigner hiding in the palace of a majestic princess. After all, she had caught him with her own hands.

The young man clutched the side of his waist that was hit by the red drum and screamed in pain.

Two tears burst out of his brown pupils, and he shouted in poor Chinese Mandarin: "You woman, you are really not merciless in your revenge!"

Du Manzhi raised the corners of her lips: "Then tell me, why should I retaliate against you?"

Of course it was because he had tied her up... Qingzhusheng knew that he was in the wrong, so he shrank his head and kept silent.

For some reason, during the few minutes he was talking, Qing Zhusheng felt a little depressed, and he subconsciously loosened the collar of his clothes.

"Yunjia, do you remember that the teacher told you that human beings are very fragile creatures. Human survival cannot be separated from an important substance, oxygen - it exists in the air that we cannot see. With every breath, Get into our bodies."

Du Manzhi walked to the opposite side of Zhan Yunjia with his hands behind his back.

"Air is invisible and qualityless, but it is related to life... You think, if a person is locked up in a small house isolated from the world and the air inside is used up, what will happen to him?"

Zhan Yunjia is a smart child.

She reacted almost within a few seconds, and subconsciously looked at Qingzhusheng, who looked confused and didn't know what they were talking about.

"teacher……"

"Answer me, what will happen to him?"

"There will be a shortage..."

"speak loudly."

Zhan Yunjia closed his eyes: "He will die from lack of oxygen!"

They couldn't see the flow of spiritual energy, and Du Manzhi deliberately adjusted the spiritual energy to a slightly white edge so that they could see it.

Only then did Qingzhusheng understand that the reason why he felt suffocated was because he was locked in a two-meter-square "cage"!

The faster his breathing is and the faster he uses up air, the more suffocated he will be and the more he will want to take a big breath.

Even if he doesn't understand what oxygen is, he is at least an adult with common sense - he knows that people will suffocate if their mouth and nose are covered!

"I can drain out the air in half a cup of tea without staining your place. Don't worry...even if he is a thief of unknown origin, I will give him a good salvation."

"No, teacher, let him go!"

Du Manzhi looked at her quietly: "Give me a reason."

Zhan Yunjia was anxious and afraid. In times of crisis, he became clumsy and tongue-tied. He could only repeatedly emphasize that Qing Zhusheng was not a bad person.

"Okay, let me ask another question - who is he, where does he come from, and why does he come to you?"

And the most crucial point.

"Why do you believe him?"

Du Manzhi educated her seriously.

"I have been telling you to be wary of everyone, have you forgotten so quickly? If you are not willing to protect yourself seriously, guess who will put your safety first?"

Zhan Yunjia didn't bother to wipe his tears and rushed forward to try to break the spiritual barrier.

"No, I protect myself well, but he is different. He is the person I love the most..."

Qing Zhusheng looked at Du Manzhi as if he was condemning a demon who forcibly separated them. Looking at Xiao Yunjia who was struggling to save him, he softened again:

"Tell her, it doesn't matter. She is doing it for your own good and won't tell her."