If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

When the ninth incense stick on the altar burned to the last three fingers, the Second Prince and Madam Yan were already happily hugging each other in the main room.

Fahui opened his eyes slightly, smiling, as if he was sure of victory.

Meixiang, who was lying on the bed, had her chest rising and falling smaller and smaller, as if she would lose her breath at any time.

The beautiful woman fainted from crying early in the morning and fell into the emperor's arms. The baby in her belly seemed to sense its mother's emotions and started punching and kicking, which made everyone terrified.

Everyone in Meizhuang had frowned and looked worried. They wanted to help the mother and daughter but didn't know where to start.

Xiao San, Liu Xiaomei and others had already knelt behind the Great Elder and others, praying devoutly with tears in their eyes.

......

Suddenly, there was a rush of horse hoofbeats outside Plum Manor.

A gust of wind blew past everyone's eyes, and before anyone could react, Situ Yidong was already standing in front of Meixiang's bed, holding Master Fazhi in one hand.

"Master, you, you are back?" Nanny Feng asked softly with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Come and see the young lady, what happened to her? Why is she still unconscious?"

Nanny Feng's voice startled everyone in the room who were in a daze, and all their eager eyes were focused on Master Fazhi.

Wang Huang and the other four old patriarchs, who had been sitting in the corner of the house with their eyes closed for a few days, now opened their eyes and stood up.

No one noticed that their palms, hanging at their sides, were already wet with sweat. They had been waiting for this moment.

Fazhi shook his body gently, shaking off Situ Yidong's left hand that was grasping behind his back.

He took a deep breath, allowing himself to regain some consciousness which had been lost from the continuous rush, and then stepped forward and took Meixiang's pulse on her right hand.

As he got closer, the surface of the Buddhist beads hanging on Meixiang's wrist became brighter.

"Master, how is Xiang'er?" The beautiful woman who had just woken up asked anxiously when she saw Master Fazhi stop.

They had spent a brief time together at the Liu Mansion in Liujiazhuang, so it was natural for them to ask a lot of questions at this time.

Glancing at the beautiful woman's bulging belly, Master Fazhi's eyes flickered, and he thought of the three little stars surrounding the morning star.

He forced a smile on his dusty face, "Don't worry, Madam." Then he turned to Situ Yidong who was standing beside him and instructed, "I'll trouble Master Situ to help clean up the door later."

Hearing this, everyone in the room looked at each other nervously, wondering if this door was the Huguo Temple or...

Situ Yidong's red eyes met Master Fazhi's directly. With just a glance, he understood what the other party meant.

The answer he got was a gnashing voice: "Master, don't worry, no one can escape!"

Master Fazhi nodded without saying anything more, turned around and walked into the yard outside the house, and sat in the circle where the eight elders were sitting.

The real decisive battle begins.

Meixiang, who was in the darkness, felt fresh air rushing into this closed space at that moment. Her brain, which had been in chaos, suddenly became clear.

"Is there any hope?" Meixiang asked in surprise.

I struggled to get up, closed my eyes and felt the direction of the air flow. Although it was very weak, it brought hope of life to this lifeless space.

Meixiang suppressed the excitement in her heart, confirmed it carefully again, then immediately regrouped and went straight forward to meet him.

As long as you don't give up, even if you are in a desperate situation, you can turn around and there may be light at the end of the tunnel.

Inside the Second Prince's Palace's courtyard, Fahui, who had already secured victory and was ready to start celebrating, frowned as he looked at the incense and candles that were burning slower and slower.

"what happened?"

Then, the six little disciples opened their eyes one after another, and looked at Fahui with puzzled eyes.

Looking at the incense stick on the altar that was burning to less than a finger's length, after counting on his fingers for a while, the joy on Fahui's face was gradually replaced by anger.

This old bald donkey! Why did he come back at this time?

Fahui was shocked, then he smiled grimly.

What happens when I come back?

Things have come to this point, no matter how capable he is, he will never come up with any new tricks.

But it's good that he's back. It's a good opportunity to solve the problem once and for all, so that I don't have to settle the score with him later.

This time he wants to settle all the old grudges together!

Thinking of this, Fahui's expression gradually became firm.

Time passed quickly, and as the incense and candles burned faster and slower, they finally burned out.

Meixiang, who had been lying motionless in bed for nine nights and ten days, finally moved the five fingers of her right hand slightly.

Just like a butterfly flapping the spider web, it broke the contest between Dharma wisdom and Dharma intelligence, and finally put an end to this feud that lasted for many years.

"laugh!"

Master Fazhi spat out a mouthful of blood, and the two youngest elders fell headfirst to the ground, unconscious.

"Miss, Miss's fingers are moving!"

"In the house within three miles in the southeast direction, hurry!"

Nanny Feng's surprised voice and Master Fazhi's distraught voice sounded at the same time.

Situ Yidun, who had been waiting for a long time, first showed joy on his face, then tensed up. He pressed the token in his arms, waved his hand, and rushed out to the southeast with his men.

The mountain where Meizhuang is located is steep and continuous, so there are not many other villages, and its direction is east-west.

There are only two villas, only one within three miles.

So when Situ Yidong led his men to surround the villa and kicked open the gate, the scene he saw almost made him want to kill.

In the courtyard of the Second Prince's Palace, Fahui and his six disciples had already fallen straight to the ground, unable to move.

Fahui's face was full of disbelief and he muttered to himself.

Inside the main hall, the Second Prince and Madam Yan, who had no idea what was happening, were hugging each other and openly discussing how to celebrate later.

"Hmph!" Situ Yidun snorted coldly and waved again at the people behind him.

"Take them all!"

While speaking, he stepped on the right hand of Fahui who was lying on the ground and twisted it hard.

His pig-slaughtering howl alarmed the Second Prince and Madam Yan in the main hall, and also announced that Fahui's hand was disabled.

"Who dares to trespass into my villa?!" With a loud shout, two people in the house walked out with anger on their faces.

He was stunned when he saw the scene in the courtyard. The people who came had already subdued all of the Second Prince's guards.

Situ Yidong's cold and indifferent look, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, directly irritated the Second Prince.

"Situ boy, what do you mean by this? Who gave you the courage to act wildly in my territory?"

"Take them all away!"

At the command, Chen Er and Chen San took the lead and rushed towards the Second Prince and Madam Yan.