Luo Yanzhi knew that he was about to die, and at this time he had no scruples at all.

His eyes were red and he was waiting for Luo Qinghan, his tone was filled with resentment and jealousy.

"We are all the sons of our father, but you can be crowned as crown prince. Why? You are neither legitimate nor eldest son. No matter what, it is not your turn to be the crown prince. Why can you suppress me? Is your life better than me? Isn't I agree! I don't agree!"

Luo Qinghan asked lightly: "Do you really think my life is very good?"

His question was from sincerity, but it became a mockery in Luo Yanzhi's ears.

Luo Yanzhi became more and more angry, and the resentment in his heart was almost gushing out.

"What are you so proud of? Even if you sit on the throne, it doesn't mean you can sit steadily. Just wait, you will be backfired sooner or later! I'm just taking one step first, I will wait for you on the road to the underworld!"

Luo Qinghan looked at him calmly: "Do you know something?"

Luo Yanzhi opened his cleaved lips and showed a malicious smile.

"I don't know anything, I only know that you will not have a good result. Anyone who sits on the throne will not have a good end. This is a curse, a curse!"

At this time, Luo Yanzhi no longer had the romantic and elegant appearance of the past. Peach blossom eyes were covered with bloodshot and crazy, like a trapped beast in desperate situation.

Luo Qinghan looked at him calmly for a moment and said a little.

"You're crazy."

Luo Yanzhi hugged his head with both hands, his eyes were straight, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and his mouth was sharp.

"This is a curse! The emperor and grandfather were cursed, so he died! The father and the emperor were cursed, so he died too! Now it's your turn, and you will die like them, ignoring it! All those who sit on the throne will die, and none of you can escape!"

Luo Qinghan didn't want to talk to a lunatic.

He turned and walked out of the cell.

With a clang, the prison door was closed.

Luo Yanzhi in the cell was still yelling.

"Your good luck is only temporary. Sooner or later, your good luck will be exhausted. You will die without a burial place because of the curse!"

The Shaoqing Ban Shan of Dali Temple and the jailers all lowered their heads, feeling uneasy, fearing that the emperor would get angry because of Luo Yanzhi's crazy words.

Luo Qinghan said to Ban Shan while walking.

"Remember to prepare a better farewell meal for Luo Yanzhi, which is the last bit of brotherhood between me and him."

Ban Shan nodded quickly and responded: "Here."

After sending the emperor out of Dali Temple, all the officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the emperor was not angry, otherwise they would probably have been implicated.

Ban Shan guessed that Luo Yanzhi might be crazy, and immediately reminded the people under his command: "Don't get close to Luo Yanzhi if you have nothing to do in the future. No matter what he says, you just pretend that you didn't hear it."

The officials hurriedly nodded.

"Don't worry, sir, please think that you are all deaf and can't hear anything."

Ban Shan: "Just understand."

As an institution dedicated to investigating and punishing cases related to the royal family, Dali Temple is quite familiar with the bloody struggles within the royal family, and they are also very clear about one thing-

If you want to live for a long time, you have to be more confused.

Don’t be curious about things that should not be explored.

...

After Luo Qinghan left Dali Temple, he took a carriage to return to the palace.

When passing Suxiangtang, he deliberately asked the carriage to stop.

He got out of the car and walked into Suxiangtang himself and bought two of Xiao Xixi's favorite pastries.

He walked out of Suxiangtang with a snack box and was suddenly stopped by an old Taoist priest wearing a gray-black Taoist robe.

The old Taoist priest looked at least in his sixties, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray, and he had a long white beard. He carried an old bag with patched clothes on his shoulders. He held a banner in his right hand, and there were four big characters written on it.

The iron mouth is broken!

He pinched the Heavenly Lord's gesture with his left hand and said with a smile.

"My husband, please stay. I will figure out how fate you have with you. I want to calculate a fortune for you."

Luo Qinghan refused expressionlessly: "No."

The old Taoist priest: "Don't worry, this hexagram of my Dao is free and you don't need to spend money."

Luo Qinghan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. He was about to call Zhao Xian to come and pull the person up when he heard the old Taoist priest suddenly say.

"From the appearance, the husband is a man of a man with a noble fate. He will have great achievements in the future. However, his wisdom will be hurt. If you have a good side in everything, you will inevitably have a bad side. Although your fate is good, you will lose your mother since childhood and your young man will lose your father. There will be disharmoniousness with your brothers, and there will be many blood disasters."

Luo Qinghan's eyes quickly became cold when he looked at him.

In Luo Qinghan's opinion, the old Taoist priest in front of him was a liar. The reason why he could speak so accurately was definitely because of the arguments arranged in advance.

In other words, this old Taoist priest came to make a trap for him on purpose!

Luo Qinghan originally just wanted to drive the old Taoist priest away. Now it seems that this old Taoist priest is not simple and has to be taken back for a good trial.

Just as he was about to catch people, he saw the old Taoist priest reaching out to take out a wrinkled yellow talisman from his arms.

"The husband is too tough and can easily hurt his relatives around him, but you don't have to worry. I have a talisman here. You just need to burn this talisman to ashes and drink it in the water. You no longer have to worry about defeating your relatives! This talisman originally costs at least twenty taels of silver. For the sake of your destiny and you will be destined to have a half-deal, and I will only charge you ten taels of silver. How about it?"

Luo Qinghan reached out to take the talisman paper.

On the yellow talisman paper, two crooked words were written in cinnabar to exorcise evil spirits.

Among them, the word "Dao" is less written, which is a typo.

Obviously, this yellow talisman is fake.

The old Taoist priest in front of him is a liar.

When the old Taoist priest met the handsome husband in front of him, he remained silent and quickly said, "Ten taels of silver are really cheap. Of course, if you don't have so much money on you, five taels of silver is OK!"

I made a half-discount all of a sudden, and the price dropped faster than jumping off a building.

Luo Qing said coldly: "I don't need it."

The old Taoist priest was anxious: "This yellow talisman is really useful to you. Otherwise, I will give you an exclusive discount, only three taels of silver! You only need three taels of silver to bring this precious evil-exorcist talisman home. What else do you have to hesitate about?!"

Zhao Xian found that the emperor was about to be entangled, so he hurried over to coax the person.

"Get out quickly. If you dare to pester my young master again, I will send you to see the official!"

The old Taoist priest was shocked by Zhao Xian's fierce look.

He knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so he didn't dare to get involved anymore, so he ran away in a panic.

Luo Qinghan ordered Zhao Xian.

"Send two people to follow the old Taoist priest and see who he is?"

"Here."
Chapter completed!