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Chapter 37 Spell
Even Jing Moye didn't expect that this matter would go in this direction.

He said with a dark face: "Have you reached an agreement?"

The abbot said happily: "We've talked about it, we've talked about it, I'm going to tell him about the prince's spell now."

Jing Moye looked at his excited expression and wanted to kick him out.

The abbot saw that he looked bad and felt that he was a little carried away today.

He coughed lightly and said to Feng Shuying: "The prince's spell is very powerful."

"The prince himself doesn't know when he was cursed or who cast the curse on him."

"This spell is very insidious. It will not directly kill people, but it will always absorb people's luck."

"And this spell will also amplify people's inner fears and desires, making them very irritable and unable to sleep. Even if they fall asleep, they will fall into nightmares."

Feng Shuying had noticed the light blue color under Jing Moye's eyes before and guessed that his sleep was not very good, but she did not expect that his poor sleep was also due to the spell.

She asked: "Then how did the prince find out that he was under a spell?"

The abbot replied: "The prince didn't notice it when he was first hit by the spell, because it didn't hurt or itch."

"In addition, things like luck are inherently ethereal, invisible and intangible."

"It's just that he had nightmares for too long and couldn't sleep peacefully. He first went to the imperial doctor to prescribe calming medicine, but it had no effect at all."

"He then came to me and asked me to draw a soothing charm for him."

"The moment I handed the talisman to his hand, the talisman spontaneously ignited."

Feng Shuying said with some confusion: "The Calming Talisman is an extremely gentle talisman. Even if it encounters the evil spirit, it will not spontaneously ignite. Did you get the wrong talisman?"

When the abbot heard this, he gave her a thumbs up: "You're so smart, you guessed it right!"

He thought she didn't have the appearance of a Taoist master before, but after she drew the talisman, he thought she might be good at drawing talismans.

Listening to her say these words at this time, you know that she is not only good at drawing talismans, she is really familiar with the characteristics of various talismans.

Jing Moye glanced at him sideways and snorted coldly: "What he gave me at that time was the evil evil talisman."

The abbot chuckled and said: "I felt that the prince had a bad temper during that time, and his situation was not very good..."

Before he could finish his words, Jing Moye's eye knife was swung over.

The abbot swallowed the rest of his words, but said: "Isn't what I said the truth? There is no member of the royal family in this world who is more miserable than you!"

Jing Moye gave him a cold look, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore."

"I gave the prince the evil evil talisman out of teasing. As soon as the talisman came into the prince's hand, it ignited on its own."

"I was shocked at the time, because after the talisman burned, a black evil aura emitted from the prince's body."

"The evil spirit was so strong that it was scary. After I checked him carefully, I found out that he had been cast a very powerful spell."

Feng Shuying heard this and said thoughtfully: "There is something special about spells."

"To cast a spell, you may only need a piece of the prince's hair, or a commonly used object. This is really hard to prevent."

After all, when a person lives in this world, losing a hair or something is a normal thing.

Because of this, if someone calculates with intention but without intention, it is basically impossible to prevent it.

The abbot hurriedly asked her: "Can you solve this curse?" Feng Shuying replied: "To solve this kind of curse, you only need to find the thing that cast the curse and completely destroy it."

The abbot asked again: "Then do you have a way to find the cursed thing?"

Feng Shuying thought for a moment and then said: "Looking for it directly would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's impossible to find it."

"My lord, do you have any suspicion?"

Jing Moye said quietly: "There are many people in the capital who want to kill me."

"The king has a suspect. I have tried several times before, but the other party has hidden it very deeply, and there has been no result."

Feng Shuying didn't doubt his ability at all. If he took someone to find him, it would be enough if he didn't dig three feet into the ground.

If you can't find it like this, either the direction is wrong, or the other party is already prepared.

Either way, it's tricky.

The abbot let out a long sigh and said, "It has been five years since the prince discovered this spell."

"Under normal circumstances, if a person falls under such a spell, it will only take two or three years at most for his luck to be sucked out and he will die unexpectedly."

"Over the years, I have been trying to find ways to neutralize his evil spirits. In addition, he is very agile and has strong martial arts skills, so he is alive until now."

"Judging from his current progress, within three months at most, his luck will be completely sucked out, he will be riddled with evil spirits, and he will definitely die."

Feng Shuying looked at Jing Moye carefully and asked the abbot: "Did you put something on the prince's body to block the evil spirit?"

The abbot nodded: "I gave the Buddhist magic weapon to suppress evil spirits to the prince, hoping to suppress the evil spirits from him."

Feng Shuying understood immediately: "No wonder I can't see the evil spirit in the prince."

"But I think this method is a bit timid as it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

The abbot and Jing Moye both looked at her. They could understand that treating the symptoms rather than the root cause, but what does this have to do with cowardice?
Feng Shuying felt a little uncomfortable and asked the abbot: "Why did you suppress the evil spirit for the prince in the first place?"

The abbot replied: "Evil energy is very harmful to people. If you don't suppress it for the prince, his relatives will definitely be affected."

"Now they have attached the title of Tiansha Lone Star to the prince. If the evil spirit in his body is released again, more people around him will die."

"Not to mention things like evil spirits. Evil spirits like them the most and will easily gather around the prince."

"Evil spirits have a very strong evil spirit. If there are too many evil spirits, the prince will inevitably be affected even more."

Feng Shuying understood his thinking, but she didn't quite agree with it.

She said directly: "The evil spirit will indeed attract evil spirits, but when evil spirits accumulate in the human body, it will cause considerable harm to the body."

"The heavier the evil spirit, the more unlucky a person will be. Although the abbot will regularly resolve the evil spirit for the prince, it is impossible to eliminate it every time."

"As time goes by, evil spirits accumulate in the prince's body bit by bit, which will only make his luck worse and worse, and make him die faster."

"The point is, if this happens, the people behind the scenes will think that the prince is afraid, and they will feel very upset."

Jing Moye narrowed his eyes slightly, and the abbot said unconvinced: "This is the best solution I have weighed at the time."

"You're saying this now. Could it be that you have a better way?"

He really didn't think there was any good way to solve this matter.

(End of this chapter)