After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 16

Song Siwen stood in the room awkwardly, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, and stared at Song Shiyun blankly.

Song Shiyun took the cinnabar and candles prepared by Qiubai and Shuangzhong and had already started painting on the ground.

Song Siwen really wanted to think that it was painting.

But after looking at it, he felt that it looked like a ghost painting.

Song Shiyun's slender fingers dipped in cinnabar and drew some ancient runes on the ground one by one.

Song Siwen felt that it looked like words from a long time ago, but it also looked like a ball of flowers.

It didn't take long for Song Shiyun to draw a complete formation.

Complex runes, connected vertically and horizontally, form a circular formation.

The moment it took shape, Song Siwen knew that it was a formation.

After finishing the painting, Song Shiyun placed two candles on both sides of the formation.

Then, she raised her head and stretched out her hand to Song Siwen, "Give me that sachet."

Song Siwen, who had been watching blankly, didn't react for a moment, "What?"

Song Shiyun raised his eyebrows.

did not speak.

Song Siwen reacted immediately as if she had been clicked. He hurriedly took out the sachet in his hand and handed it to her, "Here, here..."

Song Shiyun reached out to take it, and placed the sachet and the hair inside in the center of the formation.

Then, she raised her head again and asked, "Do you have a knife?"

Song Siwen: "Huh?"

Song Shiyun patiently repeated: "Do you have a knife? I need to use it."

"Knife, knife..."

When Song Siwen heard this, he looked around like a headless fly.

Just as Song Shiyun was about to speak, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Yes, yes!"

Before he finished speaking, he immediately ran to the desk on one side and took out a pen knife from the box next to it.

He liked to study ancient characters and collected a set of finely crafted pen knives.

Song Siwen took out the sharpest one and handed it to Song Shiyun anxiously, "Is this okay?"

Song Shiyun glanced at it and reached out to take it, "Okay."

She took the penknife and said to Song Siwen: "Stretch out your hand."

"what?"

Song Siwen was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but still reached out his hand cooperatively, "What do you want to do?"

Song Shiyun said: "I need some of your blood."

Song Siwen trembled all over, "Blood?!"

Song Shiyun nodded and raised his eyebrows, "Yes, I need some of your blood to counteract the effect of the curse."

Song Siwen didn't quite understand what this meant. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

Song Shiyun glanced at him and saw that he looked like a strong man with his wrist cut off, which was quite funny.

She said nothing more, and quickly scratched Song Siwen's finger with her pen knife.

Song Siwen felt a stinging pain in his fingers, and then blood beads appeared.

Song Shiyun immediately grabbed Song Siwen's finger and dripped the blood from his fingertips on the sachet.

Then he let go of Song Siwen's hand.

Song Siwen covered her hand, but before she could react, Song Shiyun picked up the pen knife again and made a cut on her own finger.

Song Siwen's eyes suddenly widened.

Song Shiyun's expression showed no change, as if it was not her finger that was scratched.

The next second, she pressed the blood from her fingertips to the four inner corners of the formation.

Just when Song Siwen was about to ask, he saw a drop of her blood dripping up, and a dazzling red light burst out from the entire formation. It followed the formation and got into the sachet, but disappeared in an instant.

It was as if he was dazzled.

Song Siwen couldn't help but blink quickly, "This, this is?"

"Gather the spirits and form a formation."

Song Shiyun said, stood up, took out a handkerchief, and pressed his bleeding finger, "This way the formation is complete."

Song Siwen looked at the formation and hesitated, "Is this it?"

Song Shiyun nodded, "Yes, that's it. As long as the candle does not go out, the formation will continue. During this period, the harm that would have been inflicted on you will come back to the person who cast the curse. In the past two or three days, brother, please pay attention to the people around you and Miss Yu San. Pay close attention to see who becomes more unlucky, or suddenly falls ill and cannot get up. If so, that person is probably under a curse. man of."

When Song Siwen heard this, he immediately became nervous and nodded solemnly, "I, I understand." "Brother, please rest early, and I will go back first."

After Song Shiyun finished speaking, he bowed to Song Siwenfu and walked out.

Seeing this, Song Chengwen was flustered for no reason, "Wait, wait, Shi Yun, this, me, this formation..."

Listening to Song Siwen's bewildered look, Song Shiyun smiled lightly, then took out a talisman and put it in Song Siwen's hand.

"This is the peace talisman. It can keep my brother safe. If he is worried, just take this talisman with you. As for this formation, as long as you don't touch it, there will be no problem."

Song Shiyun said everything Song Siwen was worried about at once, then turned and left.

Song Siwen held the peace charm in his hand, still feeling as if he was in a dream.

……

Song Shiyun took Qiu Bai and Shuang Zhong back to Yaxuan directly and planned to rest. Along the way, he did not explain to Qiu Bai and Shuang Zhong what happened tonight.

The two maids were also sensible, and they vaguely sensed that something big happened tonight, but Song Shiyun didn't say anything, so they just pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to know anything.

And just when the Song family was fully resting, some people were not so happy.

Song Shiyun didn't care about those things.

Sleep till dawn.

Early the next morning.

Mrs. Yang then asked her housekeeper to go to Mrs. Liu's house with the greeting card and invite Mrs. Liu's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhang, over.

And notified Song Shiyun as soon as possible.

Song Shiyun happened to push the door open and saw Qiu Bai talking to a maid.

Hearing the noise, Qiu Bai looked back, waved his hand to the maid, and then walked quickly to Song Shiyun and bowed.

Just when she was about to speak, Song Shiyun glanced at the maid a few steps away and asked first, "There's news from mother. Mrs. Liu is here?"

Qiu Bai was stunned for a moment, and then he figured it out. His young lady was so powerful that she could even catch ghosts, so seeing these things was nothing.

Thinking of this, Qiu Bai nodded and said, "That's right. Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Zhang are in the flower hall. Madam sent someone to invite the second young lady to come over."

Song Shiyun nodded, "Then lead the way."

Qiu Bai said yes, winked at the little maid, and followed Song Shiyun to leave Yaxuan.

The little maid clearly showed them the way, taking them all the way to the flower hall next to the main courtyard.

When Song Shiyun and Qiu Bai arrived, Yang was chatting with a noble lady.

It was now a national mourning. The woman was dressed very simply and elegantly, just a light apricot-colored brocade dress, and there were only two plain silver hairpins on her head. However, she could not hold back the charm of her whole body. She sat there with an upright posture. He nodded slightly as he spoke, his smile was full of smiles, and he was relaxed and relaxed. At first glance, he was an unusual person.

When Song Shiyun came in, he glanced at her and guessed her identity.

At this time, Yang, who was at the head, also saw Song Shiyun and immediately raised his smile and said, "Is Shiyun here?"

After saying that, he turned his head again, looked at the lady next to him, and introduced with a smile: "Meilan, this is my second girl."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang looked at Song Shiyun with a hint of surprise in her eyes. Then she nodded slowly, curved her lips and smiled, saying: "She's so beautiful. She is exactly the same as Yun Ru, both of you. Great beauty."

Yang looked good today and was wearing a solid lake blue dress. When she heard this, she smiled like a flower and waved to Song Shiyun quickly.

"Shi Yun, you haven't seen her before, right? This is Taifu Liu's daughter-in-law, your Aunt Zhang."

When Song Shiyun heard this, he saluted the two of them and said, "Shiyun has met my mother and Aunt Zhang."

Seeing that she had a certain charm when she saluted, Zhang smiled and said, "I think Shi Yun is really good. She doesn't look like she came back from outside at all."

The Yang family did not hide the fact that Song Shiyun was found from the Zhang family.

Zhang knew the inside story.

I was originally worried that the girl who came back from outside would be incompatible with the people in the Hou Mansion, but now I look at it, not at all, but like a girl who grew up in the palace.

"My Shi Yun is quite capable."

When Mrs. Yang heard others praising her daughter, she was very happy. She reached out to hold Song Shiyun's hand and said to Mrs. Zhang, "It was actually our Shiyun's idea to invite you here this time."

"Oh?"

Zhang was a little surprised when he heard this.

I thought Yang was in better health and wanted to talk to her about old times to relieve her boredom.

Zhang couldn't help but look at Song Shiyun, wondering: "I wonder what Shiyun wants from me?"

Song Shiyun had just come back from outside, and he didn't know Zhang before.

Mrs. Zhang really didn't know why Song Shiyun came to her.

When Song Shiyun saw this, he went straight to the point, "I asked Aunt Zhang to come here today because I want to ask Aunt Zhang to meet someone and help her clear her name."

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, the two-foot-old monk was even more puzzled. He couldn't help but look at Mr. Yang, "What do you mean by this? If you have grievances, you should go to the Yamen to redress them. Why do you come to me instead? I am a weak woman. , what can you do to help?"

Song Shiyun said, "If you can help me, please ask Aunt Zhang to meet this person."

(End of this chapter)