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Things at the city gate are getting worse and worse, and rumors are spreading.

At this time, Yuan Xi and his party had returned to Yongninghou Mansion and Songtao Garden.

Several people were silent along the way, until they sat on the chairs, the maid served tea, and several people were holding tea cups, but no one spoke first.

"This is simply unbelievable."

Song Yuanhua broke the deadlock as soon as he spoke. Turning around, he stared straight at Ye Shaoming. Everyone was staring at Ye Shaoming. Including Yuan Xi and Song Zhiyi who know the truth.

"Why are you looking at me?" Ye Shaoming was restless.

"We are watching the Buddha appear."

Yang Qiming's words made him unable to sit still even more. He stood up directly and stopped sitting.

Pacing back and forth, he saw Yuan Xi leisurely eating snacks and drinking tea. He suddenly remembered the purse in his arms, took it out and turned it over twice.

It was empty, not even a speck of ashes, and I couldn't help but doubt life.

Yuan Xi: Unexpectedly, I have improved it and there is no dust.

"What are you doing in your purse?"

When Ye Shaoming heard Song Yuanhua speak, he remembered that Yuan Xi had given each of the three of them a talisman that day.

The truth was right in front of him. He was so excited that he was a little incoherent, "You, you two, that talisman, talisman."

"Ye San, this matter may be just an accident. Don't put too much pressure on your heart. You still have us here. Our brothers' friendship has lasted for many years and we will definitely stand behind you."

Seeing that Fa Xiao couldn't speak clearly now, Song Yuanhua comforted him thoughtfully.

Ye Shaoming rolled his eyes, not feeling very considerate, "No, that talisman, the talisman Yuan Xi gave me."

He was also anxious, so he started to move directly against Song Yuanhua and Yang Qiming, trying to find the diamond talismans on their bodies.

"Hey, no, Ye San, why are you crazy? Don't tear my clothes."

"You are talking, what are you doing?"

The two howled.

Yuan Xi smiled happily, but Song Zhiyi was okay, holding the tea cup to cover the raised corners of his mouth.

Several servants stood aside and were at a loss as to whether they should step forward to intervene. The young master did not say a word, or else forget about it.

Yang Qiming and Song Yuanhua were caught off guard at first, but now they teamed up to restrain Ye Shaoming, each holding one of his arms.

"What on earth do you want to do? You just keep talking, why do you want to do anything?"

Ye Shaoming also calmed down, "Where is the talisman Yuan Xi gave you that day? Take it out quickly."

"I didn't bring mine, I left it at home. Song Er, take yours out and show him?"

"I didn't bring it with me either. I asked Siyuan to get it from my yard."

"No, Yuan Xi said he should carry it with him. What's wrong with you?"

As soon as Ye Shaoming said these words, the two of them looked at Yuan Xi with a guilty conscience and explained a few words with a dry smile.

Of course Yuan Xi didn't care. As he said before, if he gave it to them, he would do as he pleased. It seemed that among the three of them, Ye Shaoming was the only one who was honest and obedient.

Songtaoyuan was close to the courtyard where Song Yuanhua lived, and soon Siyuan came over with his things.

"Master, this is yours."

Song Yuanhua took the purse and said, "Take it, it's inside, tell me what you're doing with it?"

Ye Shaoming took the talisman out of his purse at once. With the help of his psychological support, the more he looked at it, the more extraordinary he felt that this talisman was extraordinary. He had already determined that it was the talisman sent by Yuan Xi that saved him. But he decided it was useless, so he wanted to prove it now.

"You don't think this charm saved you."

"Yang Da, you have to believe me, it's this talisman. When I put the talisman in my arms and the horse's hoof stepped down, my chest felt hot and golden light appeared. It must be this."

Ye Shaoming was very powerful and wanted to find someone to stab him on the spot, but was stopped.

"Then let's just go up to the roof. If you jump down from the top, you might break your leg. Just take care of it."

When he was growing up, he suddenly had a tendency to self-mutilate. Song and Yuanhua refused to agree to anything, and held him tightly so that he could not think about it. Ye Shaoming's servant knelt down and hugged his thigh, refusing to let go, and kept crying.

"Master, you can't think too hard. You are going to be injured. How can I explain it to the master and his wife? Oh, oh, oh, master."

Ye Shaoming was determined, "I told you that you don't believe me. Am I not proving it now? Let go."

"We believe, we believe, who says we don't believe it?"

"Yes, yes, we believe it, it's credible."

Anju, the boy holding his thigh, suddenly opened up the Ren and Du channels, "Master, if you don't want me to prove it, you should rest first."

Anju snatched the purse from his hand and climbed onto the roof resolutely. No matter how fast he climbed, he felt intimidated when standing on it. Looking at this height, his legs began to tremble.

Unlike Ye Shaoming who was full of confidence, Song Yuanhua and Yang Qiming were unsure and asked the guards to go up and take the person down. An Ju refused. If he didn't go, his heartless young master would, so it was better for him to come. If he was really going to fall out, the master and his wife would not treat him badly.

As soon as the guard came up, the two of them pushed away. Their feet slipped and Anju fell down.

The people below screamed in surprise, and the sound outside the courtyard door was even louder. It turned out that there was too much movement here, and Mrs. Hou brought a group of people over to take a look. Just in time to see Anju fall down.

Anju, Anju has nothing to do with it.

This time, several people could see it more clearly. With a flash of golden light, Anju stopped a few inches above the ground for a while, and finally fell to the ground.

Everyone inside and outside the courtyard saw it, and Mrs. Hou could not maintain her composure. She entered the courtyard and looked at An Ju who was unharmed, with a look of surprise on her face.

Song Yuanhua took the initiative to explain today's itinerary clearly and focused on what happened at the city gate.

"Buddha really appeared."

Yuan Xi is unhappy.

What do you mean, what does the Taoist talisman and seal script have to do with the Buddha? The Taoist ancestor is no longer in line?

It's really heartbreaking.

"Ahem, cough." Yuan Xi coughed twice to attract their attention. Seeing them looking over, he explained: "That talisman is a Taoist talisman seal and has nothing to do with Buddha."

Yes, isn't this the source of the talisman? Just ask Yuan Xi directly.

"Hey, do you believe what I say now? Just now everyone didn't believe it, so I just said that the talisman Yuan Xi gave me is magical. Fortunately, I carried it with me, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape this time."

"Believe it, we believe it. We will carry it with us from now on."

After Song Yuanhua finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong and asked Anju to return the wallet. When he opened it, he found that the talisman inside was gone.

Yang Qiming felt lucky when he saw the talisman that reminded him of his home. Fortunately, the one used was not his.

Mrs. Hou's eyes flashed, and she asked kindly: "Yuan Xi, which Taoist temple did you get this talisman from? Is it convenient to tell my aunt? My aunt also went to ask for one."

"In terms of Taoist temples, it's Chaoxia Temple."

There's nothing wrong with it, it was painted in Chaoxia Temple.

"Zhaoxiaguan?"

Mrs. Hou looked around, and everyone around her shook her head and said they had never heard of it.

Song Zhiyi stepped forward and explained, "Zhaoxia Temple is a small Taoist temple on Zhaoxia Mountain outside Lu'an County."

"It turns out he is a hermit, Master. I wonder if the two nephews know him well?"

Mrs. Hou continued to inquire for information. She knew that this matter could never be hidden. Too many people saw it at the city gate, and an investigation in the palace would be able to find out that several children were involved. It would be best for the Marquis to take the initiative to report it, so as to leave a good impression on the emperor.