On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 21 Witchcraft
"Really?" Xiang Heng couldn't believe it and glanced at Ye Zhiyu timidly.

"Of course it's true! She's my mother!" Xiao Fengtuan clapped her hands, winked at her mother, and gave another candy to Xiang Heng.

"This tastes sweet, right?"

"Let me tell you, this is what my mother made for me to eat. Anyone who can make such sweet candies cannot be bad no matter how bad they are, right?"

Xiaofeng Tuan smiled with a crooked eyebrow, and there was a cunning innocence in her round eyes.

After hearing this, everyone present was shocked by Xiao Fengtuan's theory of "candy's view of good and evil".

But after hearing this, Xiang Heng actually felt that it made sense and nodded repeatedly to express his agreement.

The two hit it off and established the Sugar Cult on the spot.

"Long live Tangmen!" Xiaofeng Tuan raised his two little hands and shouted.

"That's right! Tangmen!" Xiang Heng also raised his arms and shouted.

Mr. Xiang and his wife in the yard couldn't laugh or cry when they saw this. Seeing their son so happy, their hearts seemed to be filled with candies.

Xiang Mansion hasn't had such joy and laughter for a long time.

Ye Zhiyu looked at Xiao Fengtuan with admiration in his eyes and quietly gave her a thumbs up.

As expected of her good baby.

Finally, under Xiaofengtuan's friendly influence, Xiang Heng was willing to cooperate with Ye Zhiyu and let Ye Zhiyu help him with the examination.

Ye Zhiyu observed Xiang Heng.

Although he became stupid due to dementia, it can still be seen from his regular facial features that Mr. Xiang was indeed a graceful and elegant gentleman in the past.

What was the reason that made him become like this?
Ye Zhiyu closed his eyes to gather his spiritual power, and gently placed his hand on Xiang Heng's pulse to check.

After a long time, Ye Zhiyu withdrew his hand and slowly opened his eyes.

Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang who were standing behind him looked over nervously and asked cautiously: "How is it?"

"It's witchcraft."

Ye Zhiyu took a deep breath, his eyes were a little sharp, and he spoke word by word.

"Master Xiang was cursed by someone with witchcraft and poison."

As the saying goes, "drop your head."

This is a very vicious method that can cause harm to people invisibly.

Sure enough, Master Xiang's expression changed when he heard this.

"This... how could it be like this!"

He clenched his fists tightly, his face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who used this trick to harm my son?"

Dropping one's head can cause confusion at the least, and lead to violent death at worst.

A real case related to witchcraft and poison once occurred in the capital.

A young man from an aristocratic family was cursed by evildoers using witchcraft. The muscles and bones all over his body were eaten away by the poisonous insects, and he was in agony every day.

What's even more cruel and inhumane is that one night, this young man from an aristocratic family was mentally controlled by a cursed person, and actually used his ancestral sword to kill all the young and old in his family.

From then on, the capital city became more and more taboo on the art of witchcraft and Gu.

This also shows how vicious the person who bowed his head to Mr. Xiang is.

I was filled with hatred and fear for the adults, and my hands couldn't help but tremble for a while.

"Then... I dare to ask Master, is there any way to solve it?"

The art of witchcraft has been a forbidden art since ancient times, and it was the same in Ye Zhiyu's era.

The Taoism that Ye Zhiyu cultivates is a secluded and decent sect, and he will never teach his disciples such things.

It's just...it happened that Ye Zhiyu had a deviant master.

Thanks to him, Ye Zhiyu really knows the art of witchcraft.

But she had never used it once in her life. "It can be solved."

Ye Zhiyu retracted his thoughts and nodded to the adults.

"Fortunately, Mr. Xiang's head-lowering technique is the simplest one, and the person who performs it only knows a little bit about it. It's probably because Mr. Xiang's physical condition is not good enough that he reacts so violently. It's easy to figure out, so don't worry. , I have a way."

Pity the parents of the world.

Ye Zhiyu spoke in a very relaxed tone and told them that the caster behind them was not that scary.

She was trying her best to comfort the Xiang family and his wife.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Mr. Xiang's expression was no longer as bad as before. He breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes turned red, and he put his hands together and gave Ye Zhiyu a salute.

"Then I'll trouble you, master. Please try your best to save my son."

"There is no need to be too polite to your lord. Since I have accepted your gold, I will promise to relieve your worries."

Ye Zhiyu nodded, then turned around and came to Mrs. Xiang.

"What Mr. Xiang has received is a medicine-dropping technique. It enters through the mouth. To resolve it, a person with a blood connection needs to use his blood to dissipate the spell in the body from the mouth."

"Mrs. Xiang is Mr. Xiang's biological mother, so she is the most suitable person to lead with blood."

Hearing this, Mr. Xiang looked a little nervous. He looked at Mrs. Xiang worriedly and subconsciously asked: "I am also A Heng's biological father. Can you use me as my substitute?"

Before Ye Zhiyu could speak, Mrs. Xiang had already stopped Mr. Xiang.

"Since the master has said so, my blood must have the best effect. I am Ah Heng's mother, and I am willing to do anything for him!"

Mrs. Xiang, who lives in the back house, looks weak, but at this time she also bursts out with the courage of a mother.

With that said, Mrs. Xiang had already pulled out the hairpin from her head and gritted her teeth to stab it into her smooth wrist.

Ye Zhiyu quickly stopped her.

"Mrs. Xiang! You don't need such a heavy blow! Just a little blood from your fingertips is enough."

As he spoke, Ye Zhiyu took out an extremely thin silver needle from his sleeve and stabbed the lady's fingertip lightly.

Mrs. Xiang didn't even react when she saw a little bit of red seeping out of her fingertips. She didn't feel any pain at all.

This made Mrs. Xiang marvel in her heart.

What a brilliant stitch!

The ordinary-looking girl in front of me not only knows magic, she is also proficient in medical skills.

I had doubts about her appearance before, but I was really blind.

Ye Zhiyu concentrated his mind and gathered his spiritual power.

The drop of blood on Madam Xiang's fingertip slowly floated up.

The Xiang family and his wife were stunned when they saw this scene.

How could they be so virtuous and talented, they actually invited a real expert for a box of gold!

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly adapting to changes, exorcising evil spirits and binding evil spirits, protecting lives and bodies..."

Ye Zhiyu closed his eyes, chanted the incantation in a low voice, and then gently raised his fingertips.

"Wisdom is clear, the mind is peaceful, and the three souls are eternal..."

The blood bead trembled, and instantly turned into a vague line of blood, creating a pale golden spell on the blank talisman paper.

"There is no loss of soul... and the urgency is as fast as the law!"

In an instant, Ye Zhiyu opened his eyes suddenly, golden light flashed through his eyes, and the talisman was instantly burned to ashes.

Ye Zhiyu dipped a little ashes on it and touched it on Xiang Heng's lips.

Xiang Heng was stunned for a moment, then he leaned over and coughed violently. A mouthful of black blood spat out from his mouth, falling to the ground and turning into a black smoke.

Just when the Xiang family couple was secretly anxious, Xiang Heng finally slowly raised his head.

(End of this chapter)