"Let him come up." Yan Poyue said indifferently.
Since ancient times, heroes couldn't resist beauties. Yan Poyue had expected that Er Yuehong would come.
Not long after, Er Yuehong arrived alone.
The Hong Family's Class Head, who had once indulged in romance, fell to her knees after entering.
"I beg Young Marshal Yan to save my wife. If Young Marshal Yan is able to give me medicine to save my wife, I, Er Yuehong, will never forget your kindness. As long as it doesn't violate the Hong Clan's ancestral teachings, my Hong Clan will grant any request!”
Er Yuehong's eyes were filled with determination.
"Your wife's illness can't be solved with medicine.”
Er Yuehong was stunned.
Yan Poyue looked up." I can save your wife, but you just said that your Hong Family will grant me any request. I only have one request."”
"Please speak!" Er Yuehong said.
"If it involves the great cause of the country in the future, I hope you won't be tied down by your personal feelings." I know you promised your wife that you would never get off the ground again, but if you are needed in the future, you cannot refuse.”
This was Yan Poyue's only request.
In front of the dignity of the country and the righteousness of the nation, they could not retreat!
On TV, Er Yuehong had been caught up in her romance. Even though Er Yuehong had finally figured it out, Yan Poyue still didn't want to see that kind of situation.
"If you can really cure my wife, I promise you!" Er Yuehong said, enunciating each word clearly.”
……
The Hong family's residence was quiet and elegant. The courtyard was verdant with flowers and trees.
Yan Poyue followed Er Yuehong over and looked around the house. He only saw some Yin Qi permeating the air above the house.
The Yin Qi wasn't thick.
The people of the Hong family had all dealt with the tombs, so their ferocity was probably fiercer than ordinary little ghosts. Even ghosts would not dare to harm them easily.
However, the source of the Yin Qi was the real problem.
Although Yan Poyue didn't know much about Feng Shui, it was obvious that the problem was definitely not Feng Shui.
After all.
The Hong family was the top three of the nine families, and they were ancestral grave robbers. It was impossible for them not to know feng shui. This house should have first-class good feng shui.
But since it was a good place with good feng shui, where did the yin energy come from?
"Where is your wife?" Yan Poyue asked.”
"Just wait in the living room." Er Yuehong explained," The girl's body is weak, so she couldn't come out to welcome you. Please forgive her."”
"Let's go in." Yan Poyue did not have the time to listen to these polite words and walked straight into the living room.
The strange thing was that the outside of the house was shrouded in Yin Qi, but the living room was filled with Yang Qi. It was not disturbed by Yin Qi at all.
Logically speaking, once Yin Qi was produced, the entire residence would be enveloped in Yin Qi. Even if there were differences in the shades, it would not be like this.
In his thoughts.
Er Yuehong slowly said," Girl, this is Young Marshal Yan. Young Marshal Yan can cure your illness!"”
"Greetings, Young Marshal Yan." A gentle female voice interrupted Yan Poyue's thoughts.""My illness has troubled the young marshal!”
Yan Poyue turned around.
Behind the pear-carved screen with flowers and birds sat a frail woman.
The woman was wearing a simple and elegant cheongsam. Her figure was weak and thin, and her face was fair and clean. She was very delicate.
It was Er Yuehong's wife.
However…
Yan Poyue's gaze was not on the woman's appearance, but on the threads of murderous aura and Yin Qi surrounding her body.
"Evil Qi and Yin Qi are surrounding her. It seems like a ghost is absorbing your wife's essence, qi, and spirit.”
Yan Poyue said in a deep voice.
His guess was right. The girl's illness was indeed not an ordinary illness. She was haunted by ghosts, causing her body to be weak and sickly.
If she didn't get rid of the ghost in time, it wouldn't be long before the girl died. Even an immortal couldn't save her.
" Ghost?!"
Er Yuehong's face turned deathly pale.! Young Marshal, do you have a way to save this girl?!”
The servant girl's face was also pale. She was obviously frightened.
She had seen countless doctors in the past, but this was the first time she had heard of this. Her illness…was actually related to ghosts!
Yan Poyue was just about to speak when he heard footsteps coming from outside.
Following closely.
"Ghost?" An anxious voice sounded. What the hell? Do people in our line of work believe that ghosts exist in this world? Second Master, don't be deceived by some swindler! I, Qi Tiezui, have traveled far and wide for many years and have never believed in ghosts and gods. I want to see who has the guts to lie to the people of the Nine Gates!”
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