I'm an agent, so it's normal for me to know some Feng Shui.

The style of this red rope... looks a bit familiar!

Yu Hongzhou suddenly opened the cabinet behind him and took out the black box that had exploded from the corpse. From the box, he took out a half-foot-long red rope.

Comparing it with the red rope tied in Teacher Guo's hand, it cannot be said that it is completely similar, it can only be said that it is the same.

"This is the red rope? Do I have one on my hand? Why can't I see it?" Teacher Guo showed his white wrist with a puzzled look on his face.

Yu Hongzhou frowned and shook his head, saying: "I don't know much about the red rope. The one I have is probably just a casting material, so you can see it."

"Then what should we do next?" Teacher Guo asked.

"I can only chop it off."

"what?"

"Just kidding~" Yu Hongzhou grinned, "Don't worry too much, I'll try to see if I can untie it."

Then, Yu Hongzhou poured Teacher Guo a glass of water and asked her to wait while he closed the store door and drew the curtain.

Teacher Guo watched Yu Hongzhou's work curiously, and saw him take out a small incense burner, incense candles, half a bowl of water, yellow paper, etc. from the drawer.

The forced binding of the red rope may be regarded as a special curse. Yu Hongzhou planned to use the curse-breaking method to see if he could untie the red rope.

Three unshakable incense sticks, one white candle and one red candle, long red and short white, draw a spell-dispelling talisman on yellow paper, light it and throw it into the clear water.

The clear water stirred up Lao Gao's flames like gasoline, and the flames were extinguished instantly, leaving only half a bowl of fuming talisman water.

"Teacher Guo, try drinking it." Yu Hongzhou brought the talisman water to Teacher Guo and said.

Teacher Guo didn't hesitate, took the talisman water with his left hand and drank it in one gulp.

Yu Hongzhou looked at Teacher Guo's right wrist and saw that the tightly tied red rope was gradually loosening, but the effect was not obvious. He used the real fire again and lightly touched the red rope with his fingertips.

The red rope tightened quickly without any signs of breaking.

Yu Hongzhou frowned.

"Is it useless?" Teacher Guo asked softly.

Yu Hongzhou shook his head and said: "The effect is not obvious, I will try other methods."

This time, Yu Hongzhou bit his fingertips and drew the talisman with blood. He followed the same process as before, and finally gave Teacher Guo half a bowl of talisman water.

"You won't have diarrhea, right?" Teacher Guo asked with a smile. This was the first time she smiled after entering the door.

"No." Yu Hongzhou also laughed.

Teacher Guo drank the talisman water again. This time, the red rope loosened quickly. Yu Hongzhou saw the opportunity and grabbed the red rope and pulled it out hard.

"what!"

The pull didn't matter, but it almost pulled Teacher Guo away, causing her to hit Yu Hongzhou's computer desk. The already tattered second-hand display screen fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Well, now you have a reason to buy a new computer.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Yu Hongzhou helped Teacher Guo steady.

"It's okay." Teacher Guo touched his forehead and said.

"Let me look at your hand." Yu Hongzhou couldn't care less and grabbed Teacher Guo's right hand.

The red rope was broken, but not completely. About a third of it was still tightly attached to the skin of Teacher Guo's wrist.

"It works! Another bowl of talisman water!" Yu Hongzhou started working again, still using the blood talisman.

However, the third bowl of talisman water did not have the desired effect. The small piece of red rope was just moved.

……

"Eh? Someone actually almost broke my red rope?"

In a rural town not far from the city, a farm woman dressed as an aunt suddenly opened her eyes. She was devoutly offering incense and kowtowing to a mural figure whose face could not be seen clearly.

The farmer's aunt stood up, grabbed a handful of incense ash from the incense burner in front of her, and then opened a small wooden door next to it. Inside was a dark and lightless small room, but the farmer's aunt didn't care and went straight to the innermost wall against the wall. corner of.

There is a set of small tables and chairs in the corner. On the table is a small gray clay pot, about the thickness of a rice bowl and twenty centimeters high.

"Little Tiger, come out!" the peasant woman suddenly shouted sharply.

After a few minutes of silence, a burst of smoke suddenly appeared from the gray clay pot, and then a child appeared wearing cotton clothes, tiger-head shoes and a tiger-head hat. He looked about three years old.

"You damn kid, did you deliberately expose your whereabouts in front of others before?" the peasant woman said fiercely to the child.

"Grandma, I didn't, I didn't mean it." The child Dunzi said aggrievedly.

"Then you must have done it on purpose!" After saying that, the peasant woman sprinkled the incense ashes on the child.

"Grandma, don't hit me... don't hit me, I won't dare to do it again next time!" The child suddenly cried anxiously, but no tears flowed out.

"Damn kid, I made you disobedient and made you show your deeds!"

clap clap clap...

The peasant woman took out a whip from nowhere, then swung the whip and hit the child hard.

"Ah... I don't dare anymore, grandma, please stop beating me..." The child cried and begged.

"You are a dead child who was born without a mother. If it weren't for me, your soul would have been destroyed by ashes. I made you disobedient..." The whip in the peasant woman's hand was getting heavier.

After seeing this, everyone should be able to understand that this child is actually a kid raised by the woman. If it was really an ordinary child, the air would have been exhausted long ago after being beaten with such whips.

But besides showing pain on his face, this kid didn't have any whip marks on his body. He held his head tightly and kept begging.

The beating lasted for more than half an hour. The peasant woman finally got tired of the beating. She gasped and threw down the whip, but she hugged the child with a kind look and said, "Xiaohu, grandma is the one who loves you the most. Grandma is not willing to beat you, so you must be obedient from now on, okay?"

"I will be obedient, grandma!" The little ghost known as Xiaohu still had a look of fear on his face.

"Okay, let's go back and rest. We still have work to do tomorrow."

"Goodbye, grandma." Xiaohu returned to the jar in a flash.

The peasant woman walked out of the dark little room, locked the door outside, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

After a long time, Xiaohu's head stuck out of the pottery pot, with a look of fear and dullness on his face, and then returned to the pot, silent...

Yu Hongzhou tried other methods, but the small piece of red rope on Teacher Guo's wrist could not be removed, so he finally gave up.

"Teacher, there is still a little bit of this red rope, and it has not been completely eliminated, but you don't have to worry too much, there will be a way." Yu Hongzhou said, it is still necessary to find a caster, otherwise this part of the red rope will be removed No, the key is that Yu Hongzhou is not particularly familiar with this aspect.

To be honest, the inheritance of the third wife is more stringent than that of a Feng Shui master. She is passed on from female to male, and most of it is passed down by word of mouth. Unlike Feng Shui masters, they will leave books.

"I don't know why, but I feel a lot more relaxed." Teacher Guo said with a smile.

Yu Hongzhou nodded and said: "Although the red rope has not been completely eliminated, it has reduced its impact. You can try to break off the engagement with Li Xingfa. I am also working on your brother's reversal of the case at the same time."

"Well, I'll talk to my parents tonight. By the way, let's go to dinner first. I'll treat you to dinner. Where is your little girlfriend from last time? Do you want to call her over?" Teacher Guo said.

"She has probably eaten by now, so I won't call her. By the way, teacher, do you remember Liao Yijun? She is also a teacher in Cang'an, and now she seems to be interning in No. 3 Primary School."

"Liao Yijun? The one in the broadcast room?" Teacher Guo asked.

"Yes, you seem to have taken their class before, right?"

Teacher Guo nodded and said: "I taught them for a year. At that time, the school didn't have enough teachers, so I also taught their class's music class for a year."

"Let me ask if she is free?"

"Okay, I also want to see what my former students are like now that they have become teachers." Teacher Guo said with a smile.