Chapter 41 Whipping (Update: Please Subscribe)

Taoist Qingyang originally thought that the person on Prince Jing was just an ordinary ghost, but he was not afraid of his magic at all. Every time he attacked, he easily avoided it.

Seeing that his moves failed, Taoist Qingyang's face became darker and darker.

Originally, the steward of Prince Jing's mansion came to the temple to invite his master, but it happened that his master was traveling, and he finally got this opportunity.

This is the best opportunity to make friends with Prince Jing, and he can't mess it up.

At this point, he can only grit his teeth and take away the evil spirit on Prince Jing's body. As long as he can make Prince Jing return to normal, Prince Jing and Princess Jing will definitely look at him with new eyes in the future.

Taoist Qingyang, who has figured out the stakes, uses the talisman paper and magic tools he brought with him continuously, but he still can't do anything to the ghost.

Those talisman paper and magic tools are rare and good things. If the evil spirit is taken away, it can be regarded as making the best use of them.

But the problem is that a lot of talisman paper was used up, and the magic weapon was also damaged, but it couldn't hurt the evil spirit at all.

Taoist Qingyang felt very painful.

What made him even more angry was that the evil spirit was even aggrieved, "You unscrupulous Taoist, I am a living person, not a monster. Where did you pick up those rags? If you burn my skirt, can you afford it?"

Taoist Qingyang was so angry at the evil spirit that his heart ached. Seeing that Prince Jing and Princess Jing frowned more and more, he had to grit his teeth and take out the last talisman paper from the bottom of his chest.

After using a few more spells, Taoist Qingyang made a feint and took advantage of the ghost's unpreparedness to throw the talisman paper onto the arm of Prince Jing.

The ghost was careless and was burned by the talisman paper, and the sinister ghost face twisted.

Seeing that the talisman was about to be forced out of Prince Jing's body, the ghost tried his best and raised his palm to slap Taoist Qingyang's chest.

The ghost left his body and Prince Jing fell to the ground instantly.

Taoist Qingyang was slapped back a long way by the palm before he could stabilize his body, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Jing'er..."

Seeing their son faint, Prince Jing and his wife were shocked. Fortunately, Chang'an, who was standing by, was smart and rushed over to catch Prince Jing.

Prince Jing breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Taoist Qingyang, "Master, what's wrong with my son?"

Taoist Qingyang wiped the blood from his mouth, put away the peach wood sword, and comforted, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Prince is fine, the evil has been killed by me."

Seeing her son fainted, Princess Jing looked anxious, "Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Let the servant pinch the philtrum, and he will wake up."

Chang'an was smart, and immediately stretched out his hand and pinched Prince Jing's philtrum.

The eyelids of the prince of Jing moved a few times, and he really opened his eyes.

"Jing'er, you finally woke up, and you almost scared me to death." Seeing her son wake up, the princess of Jing was excited and her eyes were red.

The prince of Jing frowned, confused, "Mother, what happened?"

The princess of Jin did not want her son to know that he was possessed by a ghost, so she shook her head quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, you may have been too tired recently, and you accidentally fainted.

It's not a big deal, tomorrow your father will ask a doctor to come and check your pulse, and prescribe some medicine for you to regulate your body."

The prince of Jing nodded, "Okay, I will listen to you. It's my son's fault. I made my father and mother worried."

Seeing her son so obedient, the princess was a little surprised. But then she thought that her son might be tired, so he was more obedient and sensible than usual.

Seeing that his son spoke the same way as usual, the frown on his face finally relaxed.

"Master Qingyang is very capable. You have worked hard today. Please follow me to the flower hall, have some tea and rest for a while. I will send someone to send you back."

Master Qingyang felt a burning pain in his chest. In order to prevent Prince Jing from seeing his fault, he tried to pretend to be a fairy. "Your Majesty, you are too kind. These are what I should do..."

It's a pity that a lot of talisman paper was spent today, but fortunately the evil spirit was driven away. I believe Prince Jing will give more thanks for his injury.

Seeing that her son was fine, Princess Jing finally felt relieved. "Chang'an, why don't you help the prince down to rest."

"Yes, Princess."

Chang'an nodded and quickly stepped forward to help Prince Jing up.

Seeing her son was quiet, Princess Jing was relieved. It seems that after this incident, this careless son finally grew up.

Ning Chuyi didn't expect that Taoist Qingyang was quite capable. Seeing that the matter of Prince Jing had been dealt with, he prepared to say goodbye to Prince Jing and his wife and take Ling Chu back.

But before he could speak, Ling Chu suddenly said, "Prince Jing, please wait a moment."

Since Ling Chu entered the palace, she has been quiet and people almost forgot her existence.

Her sudden opening attracted everyone's attention.

Prince Jing stared at her for a moment before speaking, "What's the matter, young lady?"

"Prince, should I be given the 1,000 taels of silver?"

Prince Jing was stunned, "What silver?"

Ling Chu said meaningfully, "It's the 1,000 taels you owe me."

"I've been a little tired lately, and I can't remember when I borrowed the money from you."

Ling Chu smiled playfully, "It doesn't matter if you forget, I can remind you. Last time at General Mingwei's mansion, you insisted on betting with me, and ended up losing 1,000 taels of silver to me. Today is the deadline, so please keep your promise and give me the silver."

Ning Chuyi frowned when he heard this.

He saw from the corner of his eye that the face of the Prince of Jing seemed to twist rapidly.

But when he looked over carefully again, he didn't see anything unusual.

"Miss, you were talking about the bet. Don't worry, I've always remembered it, but I don't have that many banknotes on me now. How about this, I'll have someone send it to you another day."

Although the Prince of Jing pretended to be relaxed, he was so heartbroken that he almost bled.

He actually lost a thousand taels, what a loser.

Ning Chuyi's eyes were cold, and he looked at the Prince of Jing quietly in secret.

Ling Chu knew that he was suspicious, and shook his head at him imperceptibly.

Turning to the Prince of Jing, he said, "Prince, since I'm here, let me take the banknotes, so you don't have to make another trip."

"It doesn't matter, I'll have the servant send it to you another day." The Prince of Jing looked unhappy.

Ling Chu smiled but didn't let go. "Why, the prince is of noble status and has been living a life of luxury since childhood. Are you trying to shirk your debts?"

The Prince of Jing's face changed.

The Prince of Jing frowned. Although his son was a little bit of a playboy, he was always willing to admit defeat. Why was he acting out of character today?

Seeing the unhappy face of Prince Jing, Prince of Jing hesitated for a moment and took out a silver note from his sleeve pocket and handed it over.

Ling Chu walked over and took the silver note.

What no one expected was that Ling Chu suddenly pulled out a soft whip from his body at lightning speed and whipped it towards Prince of Jing.

Everyone's face changed suddenly because of this change.

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