Qingyue Temple

Yuan Pei's expression became serious, and he closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to make the final calculation.

When Fa Xiao Pan Ruo saw his unfathomable and profound appearance, he immediately shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Quiet."

Yuan Pei pushed the lunch box on the medical table aside, and stretched out his hand to Pan Ruo like an uncle: "Bring a pen and paper."

Pan Ruo was speechless, and gave him a pen and paper.

Yuan Pei flattened the paper and said: "It is said that there must be an antidote to poison within seven steps. I am sincerely not deceiving me. If I really deserve the calamity, the person who breaks my calamity should be my auspicious star. .”

Pan Ruo laughed and said, "What calamity should it be? It's like cultivating immortals. You have to know, you're just a fortune-telling half-fairy, and you're millions of bridges away from cultivating immortals."

Yuan Pei looked calm, unmoved by the small trash talk: "You don't understand, everyone has a calamity, and those who respond to the sky will be a catastrophe. I leaked too many secrets and I will be punished by the heavens."

Although Pan Ruo said that he looked down on Yuan Pei's fortune-telling ability, he actually cared more about it. He frowned and said, "How could it be? There are so many fortune-tellers, what kind of punishment can you have?"

Yuan Pei has a kind look on your face that you are mentally retarded, so I will explain it to you in a simple way: "For example, if your father wants to punish someone, he has already arranged how to expose the evidence step by step and send him to prison. You He secretly took money from people, wiped away the evidence, and disrupted all the arrangements of your old man. Do you think your old man will kill you, or not?"

Pan Ruo thought for a while: "No matter what, I have to break my three legs."

"That's right. Just make an analogy like this: I'm like God's own son. Although everyone loves flowers, even God prefers them to a certain extent, but I know too much, and I'm still a bad person." It's his business, so after all..."

Pan Ruo continued, "I'm going to break your three legs after all."

Yuan Pei's mouth was full of beauty and sorrow, and he was choked to death: "Ah bah! Roll on."

Yuan Pei stopped the pen on the paper, closed his eyes for a moment, and wrote a word on the paper with one stroke.

Yuan Pei said silently: "Northeast direction..."

"?" Pan Ruo looked over, and there was a word 'Fang' written on Yuan Pei's paper.

Yuan Pei continued to write without saying a word, and he opened his eyes when he finished writing the word 'Shan Shui'.

"Help me find it, here..." Yuan Pei took out his mobile phone and pulled out the urban map, drew a stylus on it, circled a neighborhood, and said to Pan Ruo, "Here is Building 12, the top floor, on the Let me rent a set next door to the three houses, and if there are people living there, you can get a set for me with a little more money, and I will live there when I leave the hospital.”

"Ok."

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The black cat had already gnawed the fish without leaving even a trace of skin.

The black cat who finished eating the fish seemed full, and even got closer to Li Ronghao. When he passed by Li Ronghao, he even swept his feet with his tail, as if he was quite satisfied with the fish he bought.

Li Ronghao was flattered and watched the black cat enter the bedroom, watching it close the bedroom door with its tail, he was very incomprehensible, two fishes that weigh almost six catties together, did not know how the black cat could fit in.

It was as incredible as seeing a girl who weighed [-] catties swallow fifty or sixty catties of barbecue alive.

Fang Shanshui was preparing for the practice.

That day, the mage behind that man controlled Di and Shi Wenyu through the skull necklace on Shi Wenyu's neck as a medium for casting spells. Later, because Di was captured by Master Fang Shanshui, the mage immediately cut off the connection between himself and the medium for casting spells. Now there is only one Fang Shanshui obtained the empty shell-like magic weapon, but this empty shell-like magic weapon still left some traces of the mage.

For these traces, as long as Fang Shanshui is given a piece of the mage's blood, Fang Shanshui can immediately use it to activate the magic weapon to connect with the mage's soul, and quietly kill the mage.

It's a pity that the sorcerer was too vigilant, Fang Shanshui didn't succeed, but Fang Shanshui got some of Zhao Ke's blood, and as a relative of the sorcerer's three generations, he was barely usable, but it was a bit troublesome.

Fang Shanshui sifted the teeth wrapped in the yellow talisman, and suddenly the blood on the teeth gathered into a drop, which fell into a small dish with a trace of water, and melted instantly.

Afterwards, Fang Shanshui folded the yellow talisman and stacked the tooth in it. After folding, he shook his hand violently, and the teeth between the paper talismans instantly turned into ashes, and at this time the paper talisman also burned.

Fang Shanshui threw it into the small dish that had just been filled with blood, and after a while, the water in the dish mixed with paper dust and tooth powder, turning into red and black ink.

Fang Shanshui put the grass man on a blank ground, picked up the talisman pen and dipped the plate of ink, sat cross-legged on the ground, and drew patterns around the grass man.

The pattern was very complicated and detailed, and Fang Shanshui drew very slowly. An hour or two passed in a blink of an eye. Li Ronghao had already helped Fang Shanshui clean up the house and wiped away the blood and water. Fang Shanshui was still drawing slowly.

I didn't see that Fang Shanshui wanted to get another water basin. The situation of the enemy over there was no longer visible, and he couldn't understand it here. Li Ronghao suddenly scratched his head: "Uncle Fang, what shall we do next?"

Fang Shanshui replied to Li Ronghao while painting: "No hurry, wait until I finish painting."

Li Ronghao wanted to watch the fun and didn't want to leave, so he could only continue to watch Fang Shanshui draw the pattern.

About two or three hours later, the last trace of ink on the plate was exhausted, and Fang Shanshui finally finished his painting. The ground was densely packed with strange lines, like a pile of ancient hieroglyphs. Li Ronghao hurried to look at it. Don't dare to get too close.

Fang Shanshui: "Turn off the lights."

Li Ronghao responded quickly, and with a slap, the room went dark again.

Fang Shanshui stood up, lit another three sticks of incense, bowed three times to the void above the grass man, and said: "By order from the god of the underworld, the marrow blood is ink, please take up the pen and write it down to this person's three generations of relatives." .”

At this time, Fang Shanshui suddenly cut his palm with a knife, and blood flowed from his palm in an instant, falling on the pattern he had just drawn.

The blood of a cultivator has spiritual power, not to mention Fang Shanshui, who stepped into the innate realm at a young age, has sufficient energy and blood. As soon as this blood is sacrificed, the whole house is suddenly full of evil winds, "Hoohoo Phew—" In the sound of the ground wind, there seemed to be the sound of countless heavy and light footsteps, as if all ghosts and snakes were attracted.

Li Ronghao couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, he just felt that the atmosphere was suddenly not right, and it seemed to be more powerful than the situation when he almost suffered a backlash when he was overturned just now.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Li Ronghao felt as if he saw a very huge shadow, surrounded by darkness, appearing in front of Fang Shanshui, the wind was suddenly cold, but the chaotic footsteps in the wind stopped for a while, Li Ronghao Teeth chattered involuntarily.

In the dark wind, Fang Shanshui's blood dripped drop by drop into the newly drawn pattern. At this time, Fang Shanshui repeated his resignation just now: "...please write the pen to this person's three generations of relatives."

After a while, the array lines under Fang Shanshui's feet suddenly glowed with a faint black light. If you look closely, you will find that those glowing lines seem to have turned into living ants - moving densely on the ground.

As for the rough straw man in the pattern, the head of the straw man suddenly turned into Zhao Ke's face, as if his head had been unscrewed from Zhao Ke's body and pressed on the head of the straw man.

Li Ronghao gritted his teeth.

Fang Shanshui suddenly started to walk around the straw man, and as Fang Shanshui walked, the straw man standing in the center of the pattern also turned around, always facing Fang Shanshui, but every time the grass man turned a small step, the head of the straw man would It will become another person, a middle-aged man who looks very similar to Zhao Ke will appear, Fang Shanshui and Li Ronghao have both met, Zhao Ke's father, and other people will appear after a while.

Fang Shanshui walked slowly in circles, the blood in his hand kept dripping down, the air became more and more cold, as if he was no longer in the world, even Li Ronghao, who couldn't see what Fang Shanshui was doing, could smell the strong smell The smell of blood made my heart uneasy, and I wanted to ask, but the invisible pressure in the air made Li Ronghao unable to speak at all.

Suddenly, Fang Shanshui's footsteps stopped in one direction, and the straw man's head turned into a person he had never seen before, but the skull necklace in the straw man's stomach glowed red.

"I found it, Bi Yuanchao." Fang Shanshui breathed a sigh of relief, stopped immediately, took out the seven inch-long red ropes he had just prepared from his pocket, and tied the red ropes to the straw man one by one. A red rope with Zhao Ke's hair mixed with it was tied around the neck of the straw man, and the others were tied to the hands, feet, top of the head and waist of the straw man.

"Thank God, please go back...please go back...go back..." Fang Shanshui uttered, and the dark wind in the room rose again.

Seeing the huge black shadow in front of Fang Shanshui not moving for a long time, Li Ronghao couldn't help raising his heart, until Fang Shanshui sent him off three times in a row, the cold feeling in the room finally dissipated slowly.

Li Ronghao let out a long breath, and suddenly felt that he should not learn these evil things anymore, he couldn't hold it at all.

Fang Shanshui: "You can turn on the light."

Li Ronghao turned on the light tremblingly, and found that the straw man was still a straw man, and there was no head twisted from his body.

Fang Shanshui, on the other hand, seemed to be quite used to it, and didn't know to be afraid at all. After wrapping his palm that had just stopped bleeding with a handkerchief, he sat cross-legged in front of the straw man, picked up his hand bell, and then jingled the bell at the man. shook.

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The mage in black who was drawing a stand-in amulet suddenly frowned, pointed to the bed he was lying on just now, and said to his grandnephew Zhao Ke beside him: "No, I'm always a little restless, he might not wait until night, You go up quickly."

Zhao Ke was shocked when he heard the words, and he followed suit without delay.

The mage in black scratched the ground that Zhao Ke had just stepped on with his cane, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to chant the mantra.