I really don't know how to tell fortunes

Naturally, Ding Lingling didn't know what to do, so she subconsciously turned her head to look at Wen Xi.

Just from the expression on Wenxi's face, nothing can be seen, because she is very calm, so calm that people with a guilty conscience can't help but panic when they look at it.

"The reason why I am well-known in the industry is because I have a relatively unique ability. I may need to take something from the old man in a while, and then I can follow the clues to find the person who made the ghost." Wen Xi said softly road.

"What?" Ding Lingling's father asked.

"Just a little blood."

Ding Lingling breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a little blood, she had to go to the hospital for a test and had to draw blood, but she never expected that she would hear a very decisive refusal: "No!"

"I can't draw blood, I don't accept my father's body being damaged, and I didn't believe you magic sticks... Oh, you call yourself Taoist priests, right?"

"To be precise, they are Taoist masters." Taoist priests are lay Buddhists who have formally entered the Taoist sect, but Wen Xi is not.

"It's all the same. Anyway, I won't believe you. Please leave. I will figure out my father's matter." Ding Lingling's father made a gesture of invitation.

Ding Lingling was dumbfounded: "Father, you clearly..."

"Shut up!" His eyes were gloomy: "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Mr. Ding." Wen Xi stood up and looked him up and down: "What are you afraid of?"

"What nonsense are you talking about." He said calmly, "If you don't leave, I will call the police."

"You can call the police now." Wen Xi smiled slightly: "It just so happens that I also have some things I want to communicate with the police, Mr. Ding, isn't the first thing to do to make up for something wrong? Covering up will only make the mistake worse .”

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Father Ding said with a gloomy face, "I just hope you guys leave quickly."

"You don't want to understand, do you?" Wen Xi acted so aggressively for the first time: "Actually, I don't know how to trace ghosts through blood at all. I just want to see how guilty you are."

As soon as Father Ding was about to speak, Wen Xi snapped, "As long as you still have a little conscience, you shouldn't cover it up! The man lying on the bed is your father. It's understandable that you made a mistake for a while, but you keep covering it up. Go on until the facts can no longer be concealed, and even cause your father to die, won't your conscience feel bad!"

"Mr. Ding, aren't you also wondering? If the ghost gu doesn't activate, it won't kill people at all. At most, it will only make your father a little weaker than ordinary people as he gets older. Are you curious why ghosts suddenly changed without your order?"

The man standing under the light, his face was dark, not angry, but guilty, he gritted his teeth and wanted to persevere

, because sometimes he made a mistake, and he had to make the mistake. Only in this way could he preserve his reputation and enjoy his prosperity and wealth.

"Your father can still be saved." Wen Xi softened her voice slightly: "As long as you want, he can live for another ten years. This is your father."

Jiu Yun has been lazily lying on Wen Xi's shoulders. Although she was indeed a little drunk before, but after walking all the way back, she is much more sober now. Hearing this, she sneered: "What you are doing now is murder. Well, when your father dies, it will be a real murder. If your father is not dead, it is at most an attempted murder, and if he is willing to forgive you, nothing will happen if you don’t call the police, but once your father Dead, do you think this matter can be hidden?"

The two of them, one singing the red face and the other singing the bad face, cooperated very tacitly. The man's face turned black and white, white and green, and finally let out a long breath: "Ghost Gu... really has something to do with me."

Ding Lingling was only skeptical before, but now he was dumbfounded when he heard the result, it was his father!

"I was still young at the time, because my father favored my younger brother's family, and I had paid so much for the company, so I was very dissatisfied, and I was very worried that once my father got old, he would leave most of the inheritance to my younger brother." Man Let out a long breath, and then slowly said: "At this time, I met a man who claimed to be a celestial master, an old man who looked like 70 to [-] years old, he said he could help me, and gave me a bottle , let me drip blood into it, and then feed the contents to my father."

"But he didn't tell me that this thing can kill people. He just said that this thing can control a person. I thought, when my father gets old and his mind is confused, he wants to leave all the property to his younger brother. At that time, I was using this thing to make him change his mind, so I accepted it and used it..." The man's face was full of struggles, and he even looked a little hideous: "I never thought of killing my father ...I just... just don't want me to struggle all my life and pay so much for this company, but in the end I can't get what should belong to me!"

"It's quite sweet to say. Your father is dying, and you still hide it. If you weren't worried that after your father died, you would be targeted by the police, I'm afraid you wouldn't say it at all. You would have kept it secret until your father died. Death?" Jiuyun looked down on such a person the most, and said with a sneer: "You are a selfish thing."

The man was a little embarrassed, but it was pointless for him to justify at this time, it was better to keep silent, so as to save more words and more mistakes.

"Do you suspect that the Taoist priest who gave you the ghost voodoo lied to you?" Wen Xi suddenly asked, and the man nodded subconsciously. He spent 50 yuan to buy the ghost voodoo back then, and he agreed that this thing is completely under his control , but now the ghost Gu has long been out of his control.

"Actually, he didn't lie to you. He can only say that your father was in a lot of troubles. Someone attacked him recently. When ghosts live peacefully in a person's body, at most they will slowly erode the person's body. But it won't happen suddenly, unless..." Wen Xi looked at the room where the old man was placed: "There is something else in his body."

"I suspected from the very beginning that it wasn't a ghost that made him what he is now, but it's just that I haven't been sure." Wen Xi said softly: "If I'm right, someone is using the witch tree to harm you. Father."

"Witchcraft?" Several people expressed their doubts in unison.

Yun Qingshan is obviously quite knowledgeable in this regard: "Is it a witch tree? It is also called a human face tree. It is similar to the witchcraft's art of cursing people. Scarecrows and dolls are usually used as scarecrows for witchcraft. The carrier, with the victim's blood written on it, or the victim's hair in the doll, and the witch tree is more cruel."

"Prepare a seed first, soak it in the blood of the victim, the blood does not need too much, it is enough to completely submerge the seed, and then apply special talisman water every day, wait until the seed germinates, put it in the Among the paper figurines with horoscopes on birthdays, if you want to die, the seeds can grow into a small sapling in three days, and the paper figurine will grow out after breaking the paper figurine. The person who has been cursed with the witch tree curse will slowly grow saplings in his stomach. The root system of the tree is full, and the stomach is burst to death in the end. If you don’t want people to die, the curse tree will grow in the human body, and this person becomes a puppet, which is similar to ghost Gu in some respects."

Several people couldn't stop gasping for air. They hadn't seen such a vicious spell for a long time.

"Yes, the curse tree, but the people who cast the curse didn't realize that your father still had ghosts in his body, so the ghosts and the curse tree fought in your father's body, and no one could win, that's why your father fell into a coma. On the bed, he hasn’t woken up yet. His face is swollen, which is caused by ghosts, but his body is like dry bark, which is assimilating with the curse tree. If there is no solution within three days, your father will die, because he My body can't bear this kind of torment at all." It was only when Wen Xi came back from a walk that he suddenly remembered the curse tree.

Following her master and senior brother, she has seen too many things. Although the strange spell of the curse tree is extremely rare, she has seen it twice.

The one-time seed is ghost vine, and the one-time seed is silk tree.

She still remembers how the roots of the trees came out of the seven orifices of the dead, and the tender branches protruding from the torn corpses, full of beautiful acacia flowers.

"Then now comes the question, who is the second person who attacked your father?"

Wen Xi tilted his head and looked at Father Ding: "If you have any doubts in your heart, you can tell me, remember, there are only three days, you'd better think carefully, who is the most likely, I There is no time to investigate one by one, it is best to target around three people."

"There is no need to lock it. You just said that after being used as a host by that tree, you will become a puppet, right?" Ding's father looked very complicated: "And the time to do it is the nearest, right?"

"Yes, the time should be within a week." Wen Xi nodded, and then saw the man in front of him with a wry smile: "One thing happened a week ago, you may not know."

"My father wrote a will a week ago, and it was notarized by a lawyer. That is to say, once he dies, the estate will be distributed according to the will, so I don't want ghosts to attack That person, because of the distribution of the will, I am very satisfied, I don't care about those real estate and other things at all, I only care about this company." Ding's father's expression became weird: "My good brother, take Seeing his son, he came to make trouble several times."

Jiuyun took a breath when he heard the words: "Your house is really messed up, your father really failed."

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