Mr. Thaumaturgy

Chapter 12 was beaten and cried
Seeing Master Jiang coming, Old Man Qian led Master Jiang into the room as if he had seen the backbone.

I followed Mr. Jiang closely and followed him into the room.

"Are you all here to see a good show? Take the child home quickly." Master Jiang yelled behind him.

"Go back, what's so interesting about this, go back to me!" The older man followed suit.

The surrounding villagers left with their children, and some men stayed behind.

As soon as I walked into the house, I heard a "bang bang bang" sound.

The lights in the room were a little dim. Master Jiang took out a flashlight from his bag and shined it towards the room.

The house of the Qian family has four bedrooms and one living room. The room that the old man lives in is the far left, and the room on the right is Uncle Qian's room.

"My son is in that room." Uncle Qian said, pointing to the room on the right.

"Well, just leave it to us. Nuomi, are you ready? After you give Nuomi to me, take the women and dolls at home and wait outside." Master Jiang warned.

"I've already prepared the glutinous rice, please, Lord Jiang, save my son's life."

Old Uncle Qian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked to the living room, took the prepared glutinous rice and handed it to Master Jiang.

Mr. Jiang waved his hand and told them to leave quickly.

After old man Qian's family left, only Jiang Ye and I were left here.

"Are you afraid?" Master Jiang turned back.

"Not afraid." I shook my head.

Master Jiang looked down at my trembling legs, didn't reveal anything, patted my shoulder, and walked towards the room on the far right.

I followed Mr. Jiang and walked into the room on the far right. The lights in this room were very dark.
The light bulb was still flickering, and I couldn't help but stick close to Mr. Jiang.

Cold sweat broke out in the palm of the hand holding the five emperors' money.

Following the light of Master Jiang's flashlight, my eyes followed.

In the lower right corner, Uncle Qian was squatting there, beating his head vigorously towards the corner.

The "bang bang" sound just now came from Uncle Qian hitting the wall.

"Follow me with the flashlight." Master Jiang said, and handed over the flashlight.

"Okay." I nodded and took Master Jiang's flashlight.

Master Jiang walked forward, and I took photos in front of him.

After following Master Jiang for about four steps, we came to the side of Uncle Qian.

Uncle Qian kept bumping his head against the wall repeatedly. This mechanical movement, combined with the flickering lights above his head, was indeed a bit weird.

"Nephew Qian." Master Jiang patted Uncle Qian on the shoulder and said.

When Master Jiang slapped Uncle Qian on the shoulder, blood was already flowing on the wall illuminated by my flashlight.

"Ha ha."

A strange woman's laughter suddenly came out of Uncle Qian's mouth, and Uncle Qian's head suddenly turned around.

The corners of his mouth were split, and blood flowed out from his forehead and stained his face. I was instantly shocked.

I didn't cry out, I said in my heart, I wiped, and the hand holding the flashlight tightened even more.

Uncle Qian is obviously a man, so how could he make a woman's voice.

When the flashlight shone down, I was shocked. The light of the flashlight shone on Uncle Qian, but there was no shadow.

My heart said I wiped it, and I almost couldn't suppress the panic in my heart, so I threw away the Five Emperors' Money in my hand.

Fortunately, Master Jiang is by my side, don't say I'm timid, after all, this kind of thing is also the first time for a big girl to get on a bridal sedan chair.

It's not bad to be able to stand upright here.

"Nephew Qian." Master Jiang shouted righteously without a trace of panic on his face.

"Ha ha."

Uncle Qian let out a woman's silly laughter. Faced with Master Jiang's shouts, Uncle Qian ignored him and just banged his head against the wall.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Master Jiang, if you hit it like this, I'm afraid the skull will be cracked."

I lowered my voice and said to Master Jiang, judging from the current situation, I'm afraid Uncle Qian has been possessed by a ghost.

Master Jiang took a step forward, raised his hand and grabbed Uncle Qian's shoulder.

Master Jiang was a head shorter than Uncle Qian, but he had great strength in his hands, and he lifted Uncle Qian up with one hand.

"slap"

The other hand hit Uncle Qian hard on the face, and at the same time he shouted: "Wake up!"

"ah!"

After being slapped twice, Uncle Qian suddenly yelled, and with a huge burst of force, he raised his hands, trying to catch Master Jiang's neck.

Master Jiang frowned, grabbed Uncle Qian's shoulder with his left hand, and quickly pressed the two hands that were stretched out towards Uncle Qian with his right hand.

I just noticed now that Master Jiang is left-handed.

Master Jiang grabbed Uncle Qian's hands with his right hand, and tightly held the wrists of Uncle Qian's hands together with one hand.

At the same time, Master Jiang's foot kicked Uncle Qian's knee.

"boom"

Uncle Qian's left knee was kicked and he knelt on the ground. Dust fell from his knees, and Master Jiang put away his left hand.

"Glutinous rice!" Master Jiang yelled at me.

I quickly opened the glutinous rice that old man Qian had prepared, and quickly handed it over to Master Jiang.

"Don't give it to me, pour it on him!"

Master Jiang pinched Uncle Qian's cheek, and instantly made Uncle Qian's mouth look like "Oh"

I nodded, quickly grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, and poured it into Uncle Qian's mouth.

go with.

"Seven turns eight spirits, nine turns evil, turns eight wastes quickly, rushes like a law!" Master Jiang bit his finger, and quickly drew a spell on Uncle Qian's face.

"Curse!"

"what!"

A woman's scream came from Uncle Qian's mouth. Uncle Qian's eyes were wide open and his face was ferocious, looking extremely scary.

At this time, Uncle Qian was going crazy, trying to get rid of Master Jiang's hand.

"Get out of this person, or I will beat you to death." Master Jiang said coldly.

"Open my backpack." Master Jiang said to me.

I opened Master Jiang's backpack, and Uncle Qian kept shaking his body like he was going mad, as if he had been electrocuted.

I opened Master Jiang's backpack, and Master Jiang asked me to bring the peach wood sword. I quickly followed Master Jiang's instructions and took out the peach wood sword.

"How dare you move!" Mr. Jiang shouted.

Master Jiang asked me to hit Uncle Qian with the mahogany sword, I nodded, and according to Master Jiang's instructions, the mahogany sword hit Uncle Qian severely.

Every time she hit Uncle Qian, the woman's cries became louder and louder.

He stared at me like a vicious dog.

People are three points afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven points afraid of people. The more vicious a person is, the more afraid they are of ghosts.

Thinking of this, I also glared at Uncle Qian fiercely, and let out angrily: "Look for a fight!"

With a mahogany sword in his hand, he has a ferocious expression that I have in the world.

The more the beating went on, there was a fierce sound from Uncle Qian's mouth at first, but after more than a dozen beatings, Uncle Qian's mouth could no longer make a vicious cry.

"Whoop."

When I heard the voice, I thought I had heard it wrong, but when I looked carefully, Uncle Qian was beaten into tears.

(End of this chapter)