After the evil concubine is reborn, she just wants to abuse the scum

In the yard, a middle-aged Taoist priest came with two young Taoist priests. He bowed to the old lady, and then said seriously: "I was passing by Yangning City when I suddenly saw the black smoke in the east and felt something strange.

, hurriedly came over to take a look, and saw a black mist hovering over your house. After hearing about your house, I concluded that something was going on, so I came uninvited."

The old lady listened to what he said seriously, and she immediately respected him: "The Taoist priest said something serious. I feel at ease with you here. I hope the Taoist priest will drive away the evil worship."

The Taoist priest bowed his head again: "That's natural. It's a poor Taoist's duty to subjugate and eliminate demons."

The inscrutable appearance made people believe it even more. Only Lu Xiang knew it well. It was probably someone Liu had arranged for him to come to the door at the right time.

After that, the Taoist priest and his disciples came in a hurry, and Mr. Du was busy preparing everything for them.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard. The Taoist priest held up a yellow talisman and a peach wood sword in his other hand. He was walking in steps that no one could understand and was mumbling words.

Everyone was dizzy after hearing this, and Lu Xiang felt like he was watching someone perform in a big show.

Not long after, the Taoist priest finished his practice, gathered up his wooden sword, counted with his fingers, and then raised his hands to Lu Youping and said: "My lord, there are unclean things near this yard, that's why this aunt is in severe pain all over her body but is looking for her."

No cause can be found.”

Lu Youping's face suddenly changed at this sentence, and he said nervously: "No wonder, does the Taoist priest know where it is?"

The Taoist priest shook his head: "The secrets of heaven cannot be fully revealed, and the poor Taoist can only calculate about three directions."

As he said that, the Taoist priest pointed at three places.

Seeing this, Lu Youping waved his hand and said angrily: "Come here, search for me. Don't let go of every inch of those three courtyards."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the servants dispersed.

The three places the Taoist priest pointed to were the courtyard where Aunt Lin and Qiu Huan lived, and the third place was the guest courtyard.

When Aunt Lin saw that the master asked people to search her yard without saying a word, Aunt Lin almost lost her temper and fainted, but she dared not speak out in anger.

Qiu Huan had no feelings for these people. He just wanted to stick to Lu Youping and wink at him in a charming way.

Qiu Huan knew in his heart that he had betrayed Aunt Liu. If he didn't establish a firm foothold in the house as soon as possible, it would be even more difficult in the future. After all, she was just a maid with no title.

She is young and beautiful, and she must seize her husband while he is now attracted to her. It is best to win a man at once, otherwise she will definitely not end well when he loses patience with her.

The old lady also ordered Mother Wen to take people to help search for the so-called "unclean" things.

Lu Xiang's expression showed a moment of shock after hearing the Taoist priest's words.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Liu is doing this because she is planning on others.

As his eyes flashed, countless splendors bloomed, and Lu Xiang quickly figured out that the Liu family was fighting for Qiu Huan.

No wonder, no wonder, Mrs. Liu has been holding Qiu Huan to high places these days. They are dug pits, just waiting for Qiu Huan to fall from the clouds to the mud today.

After all, Qiu Huan is her father's new favorite. Mrs. Liu cannot deal with Qiu Huan for no reason just for the sake of quick pleasure. Otherwise, everyone will think that she is vicious and intolerable, and her father will be alienated from her.

But now, everyone knows how good Mrs. Liu is to Qiu Huan, so after Qiu Huan harmed Ms. Liu, everyone will only hate Qiu Huan even more. No matter whether she is dead or disabled, they will only think that she brought it on herself.

Not long after, all the maids who searched the house came back. Luochun, who was at the front, walked up to the old lady and Lu Youping. She was holding a tray in her hand.

Everyone clearly saw what was on the plate.

It was a rag doll made of pure white satin, with silver needles all over its body, and someone's birthday and birth date were clearly written on the doll's chest.

Suddenly, Lu Mingzhu's eyes widened in horror, and she screamed: "Why is there the horoscope of my aunt on it? Who, who is cursing my aunt?"

Her face was pale, and her eyes that were burning with anger looked blood red at the moment. Her mother was cursed, and no matter who she was, she couldn't calm down.

In the Wei Dynasty, witchcraft and sorcery were strictly prohibited. If one was discovered, the consequences would be death without exception, or more seriously, the whole family would be executed.

For a moment, the courtyard was eerily quiet, with only the gentle sound of wind blowing past my ears, and a subtle rustling sound.

"No wonder, no wonder there are red spots on my aunt. Now it seems that they are the same as the needle holes inserted into the dolls?" Lu Mingzhu said with a trembling body.

The atmosphere in the air became depressing, and everyone was guessing whose house the doll was found in.

"Who did it?" Lu Youping stared at the weird puppet with sinister eyes and roared.

"Sir, I found it from Qiu Huan's house." Luo Chun turned around and glared at Qiu Huan, saying bitterly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed.

When Luochun finished speaking, Qiu Huan felt like his mind was pounding and he was stunned.

Lu Youping suddenly glanced sideways, his sharp and murderous gaze directed at Qiu Huan.

Qiu Huan's face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down with a plop: "Master, this slave has been wronged."

With such direct physical evidence presented, Lu Youping did not believe that Qiu Huan was innocent at all.

No matter who he favors, Mrs. Liu is his favorite in his heart, and no one can harm her.

His eyes were filled with overwhelming anger, and he glared at Qiu Huan with gritted teeth.

"Bitch——"

Everyone in the courtyard looked at Qiu Huan, who was kneeling on the ground and shaking with fear, with different expressions.

There is pity, sympathy, anger, injustice, pleasure, joy in others' misfortune...

The gazes of these people were like sharp blades, stabbing at Qiu Huan's body.

"Old Madam, Old Madam clearly found out that this slave was unjustly accused. I didn't curse Aunt Liu. I didn't!" Qiu Huan was so frightened that her eyes were filled with tears. She looked at the murderous Lu Youping and was frightened.

Don't dare to speak.

She crawled to the old lady's feet, pulled the hem of her clothes and cried: "Old lady, I didn't harm Aunt Liu, please save my slave."

The old lady's eyes were cold.

"You are so mad and you still have the nerve to cry out for injustice." She didn't like the Liu family and her daughter, but Qiu Huan used witchcraft in the Lu family to put them in danger, and the old lady hated it even more.

"No, I didn't harm Aunt Liu. I don't know why that rag doll is in my room. Master and madam, I beg you to find out clearly. I am really unjust."

Qiu Huan turned pale and kept kowtowing to prove her innocence. Even though her forehead was bleeding, no one had any sympathy for her.