Chapter 12 — Impurity Under My Shadow

“Go.”“Eat what he dare not bring to light.”The dark shadow rushed out without a sound. It did not rush into Lieu Tran's body. But crawl into his chest. Lieu Tran's whole body stiffened. Immediately after, a cruel scream burst out from his throat. Behind him appeared countless images. Dung Phi was pressed into incense ashes in the Buddha hall. The little prince was forced to wear Vajra Bodhi. Mother hugged me and ran out of the palace gate. The snow in the Tham family's backyard was stained red with blood. There was also a man wearing an old bright yellow dragon robe, sitting behind the curtain, softly saying a sentence. "Whoever sees this, not even one person will be saved." The Queen Mother saw that figure, the last bit of heat in her eyes shattered. "Your Majesty." Everyone in the yard knelt down. Lieu Tran suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mist of blood. Blood mist fell into the battle, the seventy-two white lights immediately turned into a gloomy blue. He hissed and said: "Since you all want to pay back the old debt, then the poor monk will take you to the ground to ask the Emperor!" The ground cracked. The wooden man wearing my wedding dress in the courtyard of the Imperial Hospital slowly turned his head. A mouth appeared on that faceless face. My own voice came from my mouth. "Tham Chieu Vi, come back." 14 That voice looked exactly like me. Even the suppressed laughter in the last syllable is identical. Xuan Tu was so scared that his face turned pale. He tightly pulled my sleeve. "Madam, that's not a person." Of course I knew it wasn't me. Because it calls us back. Up until now, only things that want to imprison me have called me back. The crack in front of the wooden man's chest is getting bigger and bigger. The inside is not a wooden core. It's thick black hair tangled together. The black hair was covered with broken bones, golden talismans, broken jade fragments, and many small red thread knots. On each red thread button is written a person's eight-character birthday. The old mother next to the Queen Mother only took one look and immediately inhaled the cold air. "Lady, this is the art of changing lives." The Queen Mother's eyes were terrifyingly dark. "Change life for whom?" The old mother trembled: "Looking at this number, I'm afraid it's not just one person." I looked towards that wooden man. It's wearing my wedding dress. In front of my chest is a jade brooch that my mother left for me. Now use my voice to call me back. The answer is actually very clear. Lieu Tran used his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiling coldly. "Tham Chieu Vi, why do you think the Luc family will marry you?" Luc Hoai Canh suddenly raised his head. But Trieu Thi's face turned pale at that moment. Lieu Tran looked at her. "Mrs. Vinh Ninh Hau, it's better for you to tell her with your own mouth." Trieu desperately shook her head. "I don't know." Lieu Tran's smile deepened. "You don't know?" "Three years ago, the Luc family's son was constantly sick, the grave of Vinh Ninh Marquis's ancestor was filled with black water, who knelt down to Tran Quoc to ask the poor monk to save his life?" Her strength suppressed the Luc family's low energy, so in the night he asked someone to come to the door to pray for marriage?" Luc Hoai Canh's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled. "Mother." Trieu didn't dare look at him. I looked at Luc Hoai Canh. "Master Marquis really doesn't know?" Luc Hoai Canh's throat slid down, his face as white as paper. "I only know what mother said, the Tham family and she had an old marriage contract." I laughed. "Old marriage contract." "It turns out my marriage was a talisman." Trieu Thieu finally collapsed. "What else do I have left?" "After your father died, the Marquis Palace deteriorated more and more, Hoai Canh also almost fell ill. ” “After your father died, the Marquis Palace deteriorated more and more, and Hoai Canh almost died of illness. "Master Lieu Tran said you have a strong fate and strong murderous aura, marrying you can block my ears." "I just want to keep the Luc family!" I asked: "So you force me to kneel in the Buddha hall every day, and send people to check the Buddha pearls every day, also for the Luc family?" Trieu Thi cried and said:

“If you lose control, the Luc family will also be in trouble.” “I'm afraid of you, is it my fault?” I looked at her. Suddenly I feel that the funniest thing in these twenty years is not being locked up. It's that those who locked us felt innocent. The Tham family is afraid of me. The Luc family is afraid of me. Tran Quoc is afraid of me. But they were both afraid and wanted to use me to block their ears. The Queen Mother said in a cold voice: "Vinh Ninh Marquis Palace is very bold." Mrs. Trieu prostrated herself and bowed her head, blood quickly appeared on her forehead. Luc Hoai Canh suddenly walked in front of me. He wanted to say something. But opening my mouth a few times, I could only say one sentence. "Chieu Vi, I don't know." I looked into his eyes. Before, I really wanted to see a little mercy in those eyes. Now I finally see it. But it just feels late.