In ancient times, they secretly became gods in the deep mountains.

Chapter 38 Nurse
Miss He's room was very cozy, filled with the atmosphere of a young girl, with soft and lively pink gauze curtains.

Perhaps because Miss He had contracted a strange illness, the once cozy house seemed unusually deserted.

A dozen or so maids stood under the long corridor outside. Inside the room was a huge bed, on which Miss He seemed to be asleep. She lay flat on her back, her face pale and her eyes dark.

If it weren't for her gently rising and falling chest, no one would associate her with a living person.

He Jinzong looked at his daughter with affection and said to Huowa and Shuiwa, "Two fairy children, this is my daughter Wanwan."

Shuiwa stepped forward to take his pulse and whispered, "Strange, the pulse is strong, but the life force is weak. He has been in a coma for a year without waking up, but there are no other abnormalities in his body."

It looks like a doll.

Gu Yuexi saw everything in the county magistrate's mansion in the water mirror: "Strong pulse, weak life force, unconscious for a year, no changes in other parts of the body, could it be a soul loss disease?"

The disease of losing one's soul is when one's soul leaves the body and becomes a living dead. How could a young girl become a living dead?

Using the close connection between the master and the puppet, she transmitted her voice: "Shuiwa, please confirm whether Miss He's three souls and seven spirits are still in her body."

Upon receiving the instruction, Shuiwa stood up and said, "Your Excellency, I need to confirm whether Miss He's three souls and seven spirits have been lost."

He Jinzong asked nervously, "How can we confirm?"

Shuiwa looked at his fingers: "It requires a drop of blood from an adult."

He Jinzong hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Immortal boy, take whatever you like."

Shuiwa took a drop of bright red blood from his fingertip, made a few strange hand gestures in the air with his left hand, and pressed the index and middle fingers of his right hand against Miss He's forehead. He Jinzong's blood seeped into Miss He's sea of ​​consciousness, directly reaching her three souls and seven spirits.

After a few breaths, Shuiwa stopped what he was doing: "No wonder! No wonder Miss He's pulse was strong but her life force was weak, and she had been in a coma for a year. It turns out that her soul was gone."

"The living soul in a mortal body is also called the main soul. It is the most important soul among the three souls and seven spirits. The loss of the living soul means that the master of this person's soul has disappeared. At best, the person will fall into a coma; at worst, the person will die immediately."

Huowa explained to He Jinzong from the side.

He Jinzong's eyes trembled, and his lips quivered as he said, "Then what should we do?"

He desperately wanted an answer: "Will my daughter be alright?"

Gu Yuexi pondered: "Indeed, it is a loss of the soul. But the soul usually does not leave the human body on its own due to various accidents like other souls. So there is only one possibility: Miss He's soul was squeezed out by someone's magic."

Fire Boy and Water Boy also thought of this.

"Your Excellency, I must go to see the Golden Saintess and ask her for a magical artifact that can retrieve Miss He's soul." After saying this, Shuiwa turned into a drop of water and disappeared.

Gu Yuexi browsed through the system's resource library.

[Yin Yang Treasure Mirror: 30000 Faith Power, Mid-grade Magical Artifact, Can Find Souls]

Thirty thousand it is.

She decisively clicked to redeem and infused it with her spiritual power.

Jinwa came in and announced, "Your Majesty, Shuiwa requests an audience."

"Come in."

Shuiwa knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, we have discovered that Miss He's soul has been stolen. If we want to wake Miss He up, we must first find her soul. Huowa and I have no idea how to do this, so we have come to Your Majesty for advice."

Gu Yuexi took out a round bronze mirror.

"This is a mid-grade magic artifact, the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror."

"It can help you find Miss He's soul by unraveling the mystery." Gu Yuexi explained the uses of the Yin-Yang Mirror to Shuiwa.

Upon hearing this, Shuiwa said, "This disciple will go with Huowa to find Miss He's soul."

Shuiwa reappeared in Miss He's boudoir. "Fairy Boy, how is it? What did the Empress say? Can you find my daughter's lost soul?" He Jinzong asked a series of questions.

Shuiwa nodded and took out the Yin-Yang Mirror given to him by Gu Yuexi: "This is the Yin-Yang Mirror. It can reveal the last person Miss He's soul came into contact with. By peeling back the layers, we can definitely find Miss He's living soul."

Fire Boy said, "It's better than having no clues at all."

Shuiwa placed the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror on the table and poured spiritual power into it. The originally murky mirror surface became clear.

A woman's face appeared in the clear mirror.

Shuiwa said, "If I'm not mistaken, she is definitely related to Miss He's coma."

He Jinzong spoke up unexpectedly: "Isn't this Zhao Mama, the lady's wet nurse? She watched my daughter grow up. How could she hurt my daughter?"

"That's impossible!" He kept shaking his head. "She...she shouldn't hurt my daughter. She's the madam's wet nurse!"

Shuiwa shook his head: "Whether she harmed Miss He or not is not important. The most important thing is that we can find Miss He's soul through her."

Huowa interjected, "What I fear most is that Miss He has been in a coma for a year. It's uncertain whether her soul is still alive or not; perhaps it has been devoured by a powerful demon."

"If she is devoured by evil spirits, it will be terrible. Miss He will never wake up in this lifetime."

He Jinzong was terrified upon hearing this and immediately ordered, "Someone, go and tie up Zhao Mama for me."

Zhao Mama was the lady's wet nurse, and she held a lot of influence in the He family.

But today everyone discovered that Zhao's mother had been tied up by the master's men, and they all speculated that she had committed some serious crime.

"Thump!" Zhao Mama knelt on the ground: "Master, what mistake has this old servant made?"

Suppressing his anger, He Jinzong asked, "Aunt Zhao, I'm asking you, where is Wanwan's soul?"

Zhao's mother looked puzzled: "Master, what living soul? What is that?"

Fire Boy said from the side, "She's lying!"

He Jinzong had no suspicions and ordered, "Drag him away and subject him to severe torture!"

"Master!" Zhao Mama exclaimed in disbelief.

“Aunt Zhao, my He family has treated you well, why are you persecuting Wanwan?”

Zhao Mama burst into tears, crying out that she was wronged: "Master, you've been wronged! This old servant did nothing, and it has nothing to do with Miss's coma. I... If you don't believe me, go to Madam. Madam will stand up for this old servant."

"How dare you mention Madam!" He Jinzong was furious. He kicked Zhao Mama to the ground and shouted, "Madam treated you like her own aunt, yet you heartlessly harmed her daughter. Even if she were here, she would never protect a heartless bastard like you!"

"Master, you've been wronged!" Zhao's mother cried out in anguish.

He Jinzong waved his hand: "Quickly drag her away and subject her to severe torture until she tells us about Miss."

Despite being subjected to severe torture, Zhao's mother refused to change her story.

He Jinzong had a bodyguard who was quite skilled at interrogation and torture. He threatened to dig up Zhao Mama's grandson's grave to force Zhao Mama to tell the truth.

After enduring much physical and mental torment, Zhao's mother finally spoke: "Hahaha...too late...too late, sir! I found a master to steal the young lady's soul and arranged for her to have a ghost marriage with my grandson. They've already been reincarnated!"

"What?" He Jinzong swayed, feeling dizzy and his vision blurred.

He Jinzong trembled with rage. He pointed at Zhao's mother and shouted angrily, "Nonsense! Aren't you afraid I'll dig up your grandson's grave?"

"So what if you dig up my grandson's grave? He's already been reincarnated with his mistress. What good will it do you to pulverize my grandson?" Zhao's mother laughed maniacally.

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