r18novel Chapter 1844 His Martial Uncle
Chapter 1844 His Martial Uncle
Lu Zhaoling asked the two girls a few more questions and heard Xiaobai's voice from inside the room.
"Senior Sister, come in quickly and take a look. Master Deok-sun is acting strangely."
Lu Zhaoling's expression changed slightly.
"Please open this door. I'm here to see some masters."
Green Willow and Ruoshui were in a dilemma.
"Your Highness, do you know any masters? But they say that no one should disturb them, as they need to meditate and enter a state of deep concentration..."
So even monks can lie now?
Lu Zhaoling was both amused and exasperated.
“I know them, and if I need anything, I can contact them. They’ve already made their decision.”
A knocking sound came from inside the house, followed by the voice of a high-ranking monk.
"Please open the door, esteemed guests."
Upon hearing this, Green Willow and Ruoshui were overjoyed and quickly took out their keys to open the door.
Ruoshui also secretly chanted "Amitabha".
Heaven knows how worried they've been these past few days! The masters haven't come out, there's been no movement, and they've been coming over every day to listen in; they're very worried too.
They were worried that something might happen to the masters inside.
Although they didn't really understand what the masters were trying to do, they dared not disobey.
Upon hearing the master's voice, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, they would suspect that Miss Huang had harmed the masters. Because everyone was secretly speculating that Miss Huang, having died so tragically, would become a vengeful ghost.
They were actually very scared.
As soon as the door opened, Green Willow and Ruoshui saw the masters sitting on the ground, looking exhausted and drained, and noticeably thinner, but at least they were alive.
Although they had prepared enough water and dry food for the masters in the house beforehand, they were still really afraid that they would all die here.
"Are you all alright, masters?"
“It’s alright,” Lu Zhaoling stopped them and handed them another silver ingot. “I’d appreciate it if you two could go to Huaiyuan and ask Ma Xiaoliu to bring the carriage over.”
"Yes."
The two girls quickly left.
Lu Zhaoling entered the room and closed the door.
"what happened?"
Little White popped up again.
"Senior Sister, the other masters were able to return to their bodies smoothly and wake up at any time, but for some reason, Master Deok-sun has not woken up since her soul entered her body."
Without him pointing it out, Lu Zhaoling could tell which one was Master Deok-sun.
Master Deoksun remained seated cross-legged, her face pale and her lips chapped.
Several masters previously mentioned that they used to meditate in temples in the mountains, but it became inconvenient when pilgrims came to the temples, so they sought other places.
They couldn't keep their souls out of their bodies forever; initially, they had the help of the King of Hell.
The reason they moved to the capital is because they wanted to use the ancestral temple's fortune to protect them.
As it turned out, there were some problems with the ancestral temple, so they couldn't go there.
"Senior sister, Master Deshan is the senior uncle of Jiechi and Sizhen," Xiaobai said to Lu Zhaoling in a low voice. "His senior brother is also in the desolate region."
Is this the senior uncle who has given up eating?
Lu Zhaoling remembered that Sizhen had said before that their master and uncle had gotten into trouble and were suspected of being arrested.
The two young masters have been worried about this for so many years.
In retrospect, it seems that these masters probably thought that going down to the underworld to suppress evil spirits was a serious matter that could not be told and was also dangerous. They were afraid of worrying their disciples, so they lied to them.
“His soul hasn’t woken up since it entered his body,” Xiaobai said. “But since the soul has already entered his body, there’s nothing I can do.”
He probably won't summon souls again so easily.
"Let me see."
Lu Zhao stepped forward and carefully examined Master Deok-sun.
Upon closer inspection, she noticed something strange about the cushion that Master Deok-sun was sitting on.
She bent down to examine it more closely. "There's a lot of blood on this mat, but it's been a while, and the bloodstains have dried and turned black, which is the same color as the cloth. You can't see it unless you look closely."
The master next to him said, "It seems that this cushion that Junior Brother Deok-sun used was taken from inside the house."
“That’s right. We asked Miss Green Willow to fetch a few cushions before, but the ones she brought were one short. Junior Brother Deshan saw that there were some in the room and said that he could use this one.”
Lu Zhaoling said to Xiaobai, "Move Master Deshan away."
"it is good."
Xiaobai quickly hugged Master Deoksun and sat down to the side.
Lu Zhaoling looked at the cushion, took out her Golden Diamond Pen, and swung it across the surface.
A dark reddish-brown vapor emanated from the mat.
"There is the blood of a vengeful ghost here. The resentment left by the vengeful ghost resides on this cushion. Master Deoksun has been sitting on this cushion for a long time. His body was injured, and the resentment and ghostly energy invaded. His soul went back and couldn't withstand it for a moment."
He was already exhausted from suppressing evil spirits in the underworld, and now that he's back, he's taking over such a worn-out body. How can he possibly endure it?
Lu Zhaoling immediately touched Master Deshan's forehead with the Golden Brush and patted his chest.
Master Deoksun's spirit was suddenly slapped out, fell out from behind, and sat down on the ground.
He exclaimed, "This humble monk almost went to see Buddha. Amitabha."
"Junior Brother Deshan, how are you?"
The other masters quickly asked.
"When I got back, I felt like my soul was frozen, I couldn't move, I couldn't get out." Deok-sun smiled bitterly, looking at her body.
Knowing it was the problem with the mat, Deok-sun shook her head and chanted "Amitabha" again.
"I hadn't expected this at all."
"Your Highness, is this the blood of that Miss Huang?" Master Deok-sun asked.
"should be."
Lu Zhaoling's expression also became somewhat solemn.
She looked at Xiaobai and said, "When you get back, check if any ghost messengers have come to take Huang Ying's soul. I suspect she's still in the capital."
"Yes."
The masters are still weak and unable to walk normally for the time being, so Lu Zhaoling plans to take them to Huaiyuan first.
We can't stay here any longer.
Upon receiving the news, Ma Xiaoliu quickly arrived in his carriage.
He helped carry the masters onto the carriage.
"Your Highness, Miss Rong has entered the palace," Ma Xiaoliu told Lu Zhaoling. "His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to escort her in."
Lu Zhaoling nodded. "Okay. Is everything alright at Huaiyuan?"
"fine."
"The Emperor must still be asleep, right?"
"Yes, news came from the palace that the Emperor, Empress Dowager, and Empress have all fallen ill," Ma Xiaoliu said in a low voice.
It seems the Crown Prince will indeed be very busy during this period.
He must be really hoping Zhou Shiyue will wake up and return to the palace to help him, right? Otherwise, the Crown Prince is really fighting alone right now, which is quite pitiful.
"First, settle the masters in Huaiyuan."
"Your Highness, aren't you going back?"
"I have other matters to attend to. Just have Junior Brother Lü use the Gathering Yuan Talisman to protect this Master Deshan. I'll come back to check on him later."
"Yes."
As the carriage drove away, Master Deok-sun was bewildered. "Your Highness, what about that humble monk?"
Shouldn't he go with them?