Zhenbei Hou is now blessed by the talisman array and still has a little strength.

He took a breath and said: "I have been hiding this matter because I was afraid that you would have such thoughts."

When Empress Xie learned that her brother had been concealing such an important matter for so many years, her heart was tightly pulled together.

She asked: "Brother, now that the matter has come to this, do you still want to hide it? What happened, and why is your soul so damaged?"

Marquis Zhenbei finally sighed. He inspected the people in the room and finally called Ye Siheng and Nan Li to come over.

His face was haggard, and his voice was even weaker: "The prince is in the court, and all the civil and military officials are surrendered. The princess is also highly skilled in Taoism and is very reliable. I really should inform you of this matter."

The night was quiet, and no one made a sound, so as not to disturb the Marquis of Zhenbei.

Zhenbeihou continued: "More than twenty years ago, an evil spirit appeared in the palace. The evil spirit was so powerful that it killed many palace residents overnight. The Imperial Master was still there at that time, and he tried his best to

When the evil spirit is weak, you can use the talisman array to trap it."

Nan Li suddenly became energetic.

Although the national master is no longer there, there are still legends about him in the palace and Kyoto.

After all, the Feng Shui formations he set up in the palace and the imperial city are still impeccable to this day, and Nan Li admires them.

It must be very powerful to be able to make the Imperial Master expend all his efforts to catch the evil spirit.

Xie Beihan had already asked: "Father, were you hurt by that evil spirit?"

The Marquis of Zhenbei shook his head slightly, "No, the evil spirit was so powerful that the Imperial Master was unable to eliminate it. In the end, he had no choice but to ban it. But it was not easy to ban this evil spirit. It required sacrifices from the Imperial Master and his disciples.

To set up a magic formation, two people with mutually reinforcing horoscopes are needed to hold down the formation."

Yesi Heng heard it and said, "Master Hou, are you one of the people holding the line?"

"That's right." Zhenbei Hou nodded, "The late emperor called me into the palace, how could I refuse? This evil spirit is indeed ferocious, tearing apart my soul and another person's, trying to break the forbidden formation, but thanks to the Taoist master,

Gao Shen succeeded in turning the tide. However, the two of us who were holding the battle also had our souls damaged. The Imperial Master could only use talismans and elixirs to repair one or two of them."

Nan Li couldn't help but sigh: "The imperial master's talisman is really powerful. It can make you live for more than twenty years, and it can also hide the damage to your soul. I have met the Marquis so many times, but I have never noticed it once."

The Marquis of Zhenbei snorted: "That's right. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, and the Imperial Master also passed away within a few years."

After hearing this, Queen Xie had some memories.

At that time, Zhenbei Hou went to the palace and was bedridden for half a year when he came back.

Her eyes were red and red: "Brother, why didn't you tell me about such a big deal?"

"The Imperial Master said I can live for more than ten or twenty years, what's there to say?" Zhenbei Hou smiled at his sister, but his smile was weak, "I'm definitely doing well to have survived until now.

Beihan, don't blame me for forcing you to get married in a hurry, it's really... I can't wait any longer..."

Xie Beihan was so sad that he could not speak.

No wonder my aunt was chosen as the crown princess.

No wonder he caused so much trouble when he was a child, and the late emperor did not punish him severely.

This is all earned by my father’s sacrifice of his life!

The Marquis of Zhenbei knew that the deadline was coming, and looked at Fan Yunqian again, "Qian'er, others say that this kid Beihan is simple-minded, but to put it bluntly, he is just stupid. As you become a couple today, you must understand and support each other."

Fan Yunqian met Zhenbei Hou's somewhat turbid eyes, and her heart seemed to be filled with huge waves, wondering whether she should tell the truth.

However, Xie Beihan had already taken a step forward, grabbed Fan Yunqian's hand tightly, and said: "Don't worry, father, we will live well, you don't have to worry."

When the Marquis of Zhenbei heard this, his expression relaxed a bit.

He looked at Nan Li again and begged: "I don't ask the princess to save me, I just hope that the princess can do me a small favor. Today is Beihan's wedding. If I..."

Nan Li understood the meaning, "Although I can't let the prince live for a few more days, it is still possible to keep the soul in the body for the time being and keep the body from rotting."

The Marquis of Zhenbei can be regarded as using his conscience.

If bad news comes out of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion tonight, outsiders will only say that Fan Yunqian is destined to bring evil spirits and kill her father-in-law as soon as she enters the door.

But she still felt aggrieved for Fan Yunqian.

The Marquis of Zhenbei knew that he did not have much time left and wanted to see his son get married, so he hurriedly arranged the marriage and asked Fan Yunqian to marry him.

Others thought Fan Yunqian was high-spirited, but she felt that Fan Yunqian had married into a den of tigers and wolves.

But now it's a foregone conclusion. I only hope that Xie Beihan will take responsibility in the future and sincerely treat and care for Fan Yunqian.

The Marquis of Zhenbei was relieved at this time.

The effect of the talisman array gradually weakened, and his aura became weaker and weaker.

Nan Li had a flash of inspiration and asked: "Master Hou, who was the one who fought with you back then?"

Perhaps this matter is too strange, and there is no record of it.

"It's King Rongyang." Zhenbei Hou replied.

He could no longer hold his eyelids open, and as soon as he finished speaking, his body tilted to the side.

Xie Beihan hurriedly rushed to help the person, but he could already feel that his father had lost his breath...

Nan Li had quick eyesight, flew out a few copper coins, and quickly formed a seal, temporarily forcing Zhenbei Hou's soul back into his body.

The gloomy wind blew gusts, causing the lights in the house to sway.

Ye Siheng rolled his eyes and whispered, "Is it a ghost?"

Nan Li looked over and saw that a ghost had indeed appeared in a dark corner. He was an old acquaintance. She had helped him collect ghosts before.

"How come you can see me?" Guizha looked surprised and wanted to get closer to look at Yesi Heng's eyes, but when he was three or four steps away, he felt a pressure that made him dare not get closer at all.

He swallowed and wanted to finish his errand and leave quickly.

But when he arrived at the bed, he saw Zhenbei Hou pressing his soul with copper coins on his face. Gui Cha raised his head and looked at Nan Li: "Master Ancestor, this man's life span has expired and his soul is seriously damaged. He must be taken back to the underworld immediately. What do you do?

Are you trying to keep his soul by force? This will do him no good at all."

Nan Li said: "This is his own wish, so I will help him. In half a month, I will personally send him to the underworld. Please make it convenient."

The ghost officer quickly refused: "If I can't take back my soul, I will be derelict in my duty, but I will be punished. Master Ancestor, please don't embarrass me."

Nan Li didn't step forward to stop her, she just curled her lips and said, "Then you give it a try."

Seeing that he was so looked down upon, Guizashi was also angry, "Just give it a try!"

He took out the magic weapon to collect souls, threw a ghost-binding rope, and attacked Zhenbei Hou.

Xie Beihan was still sitting on the edge of the bed. He couldn't see anything. He only felt a cold wind blowing and shivered violently.

The ghost-binding rope can tie the soul out of the human body, but the rope is empty.

Gui Cha was slightly startled, glanced at Nan Li, and still reluctantly controlled the ghost-binding rope again.
Chapter completed!