A group of guards trembled, as if the prince was about to eat people, Xie Qiao glanced at Zhao Xuanjing and couldn't help muttering, "You are more terrifying than resentment in their eyes?"

"The loneliness has always been kind, they just know the rules too much." Zhao Xuanjing said indifferently.

The guards are very well-behaved.

Yes, the prince is gentle, that is, this gentleness is given to Master Mo.

When their guards followed the prince, the treatment was good, but they were demanding.

The prince was not the one who would kill his subordinates, but when there was no Master Mo, he was unsmiling, which made people feel cold and cold, so they couldn't help but follow the stern things, never daring to overstep.

"Get up, don't scare Senior Sister Mo." Zhao Xuanjing's mouth even conjured up a smile.

"..." The guards got numb, and His Highness suddenly laughed like that. What are you doing?

But still do it honestly.

"Master Zhou, the man following you asked you to take good care of his daughter, saying that his daughter was wronged, and no one was in charge of her." Xie Qiao said again at Zhou Weizong.

This week, Wei Zong was the commander of the guards of the East Palace, and he was in front of the crown prince. This was a little more cowardly and humble.

"Is there really a ghost?" Zhou Weizong thought Master Mo was joking.

Xie Qiao nodded: "It's clear... Your relatives see you here."

"..." Everyone felt cold.

Xie Qiao didn't need to pretend at this moment. As a master, it was normal to be able to see these things.

Zhou Weizong thought for a while, and quickly thanked him: "What does it look like?"

"Hmm..." Xie Qiao looked at the ghost, and after reading it, he said helplessly: "Bigger than me...Xie Pinggang looks better, but it's also fierce."

With that said, Zhou Weizong immediately understood.

"It must be my mother-in-law... When he was alive, he was a general of Dongan Navy. He disappeared a few years ago. Only my cousin is left in this world. My family is complicated and it is too difficult to take care of my cousin. So she has been living with her grandfather and grandmother in Dong'an..." Zhou Weizong finished explaining, and frowned: "Master, can you ask, what's wrong with my cousin? Why did my uncle float all the way to the capital? Up?"

Aggrieved?

"He hurried hard and didn't have the energy. After saying that, he went down." Xie Qiao said again.

"..." Zhou Weizong was a little embarrassed.

How does he make the decision for his cousin, who is so far away?

Xie Qiao was only responsible for spreading the message. It was enough to spread it. He looked at too many ghosts outside, and feared that he could see the ghosts too conspicuously, so he hurriedly entered the Wangyun Tower and started the altar.

Zhao Xuanjing withdrew with someone.

Xie Qiao kept chanting the spell of the super dead soul. This time the number of ghosts was more than during the Winter Clothes Festival. Xie Qiao was also nervous, afraid that the formation in Wangyun Tower would not be able to stop those ghosts for too long.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

She has a special physique, and her body is not a nuisance to the living, so it doesn't hurt her morality at all. Those ghosts will want to find her.

Layers of talisman paper are always broken open.

But this time, she was particularly well prepared.

Because in the past few months, her physical energy has been stronger than before, so she draws yellow charms when she has time. The accumulated amulet is almost countless, and there shouldn't be anything wrong.

And this time, she was in good health, and the soul was slightly more stable, and the average little soul shouldn't be able to get in either.

Thinking of the big loss he had suffered during the last Winter Clothes Festival, Xie Qiao felt that he still had to be more careful.

The yellow talisman was cushioned in the clothes, bulging, and people were all fatter.