Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

"We can still give you a meal and water when we are alive, and pass it to you from Xiaogoudong. If we die, you will not survive." Li Goudan was very clear-headed.

It may be what the witty village head said, after all, Li Goudan doesn't have a high IQ judging from his name.

"Then it won't affect me if I kill you?" Ling Huang put down his bag, sat on the edge of the bed, and lit a cigarette.

"It's not that I want to lock you up!" Li Goudan thought for a while, and felt that he still couldn't offend this celestial master, so he begged for mercy with a smile, "Master Ling Tian, ​​please do me a favor. What the hell am I doing?"

"Start chanting the mantra!" Ling Huang shouted.

There was the voice of Li Goudan discussing with the people next to him outside, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Why are there so many mental retardations?" Ling Huang exhaled smoke, and began to pretend in a calm and unhurried manner, "Why do people hate people?"

"Are you cursing me or calling someone else?" Li Goudan asked with a loud voice.

Take a puff of cigarette, Ling Huang hehe.

"Why don't dogs eat shit?" Ling Huang continued, "Why doesn't the sledgehammer castrate?"

"Damn it!" Li Goudan slammed the door twice, "Who are you scolding for eating shit! You are the one eating shit!!"

"Yin Qi, five hundred coins!" Ling Huang yelled a powerful trick, and poked two fingers together towards the crack of the door.

A small gust of wind blew up from the air, and hit Li Goudan, who he was looking for.

"Five hundred dollars?" Li Goudan asked.

"Five hundred dollars for yin qi? That's a deadly trick. Those who get hit will have a red spot on their body, and then it will fester, and eventually it will be painful to death!" Someone popularized knowledge to Li Goudan.

"I don't feel being beaten, do you feel it?" Li Goudan asked.

"Yin qi is five hundred dollars, and the yin damage is hitting you and you don't notice it. Take off your clothes and have a look!"

There was the sound of many people taking off their clothes outside.

Ling Huang crossed his legs, smoked slowly, and waited.

"Oh, why is there a red handprint on my stomach!" Li Goudan wailed, "Am I being tricked?!"

"It's also called Wuli Huanyang, find another expert, and see if he can untie it for you within five miles." Ling Huang took another breath of cigarettes, and said leisurely, "I can only cast curses on this thing. If you can solve it, if you can’t find someone to solve it for you, you will die.”

"Ah!!" Li Goudan started screaming again and again, "Hurry up, my stomach hurts! Take me to the village chief and ask him to ask an expert to help me!!"

A group of people cheered and left Ling Huang's door.

Just as the cigarette was finished, Ling Huang looked at the bucket of clear water next to him, took off his clothes, washed himself with a towel and wiped himself.

【Ah Huang, you really beat him with five hundred dollars? 】Ah Yue asked, 【Really want to kill Li Goudan? 】

[Scares him. ] Ling Huang said in his heart, [I only used [-]% of my strength, I can't die, the pain will pass after three to five days. ]

【Hey, I, Ahuang, are really kind. 】

[Are you done? ] Ling Huang asked.

【Ah, I'm not done yet, I'll continue to write the report, hey, I'm too tired. 】

After taking a shower and getting dressed again, the plan of running first and then calling the police cannot be implemented, so just reverse the order.

I took out my phone and saw that there was no signal?

Try calling the police to make sure there is really no signal.

Poor mountains and bad waters...

Re-pasted the talisman on the door, window and head of the bed, and lay down under the blanket to prepare for sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a childish cry.

"Mother~"

This haunted plane, Ling Huang, didn't dare to turn off the lights. When he opened his eyes, he saw a two or three-year-old doll hanging in the air, dressed as a little prince, with long braids fluttering behind him.

"Yin'er?" Ling Huang rubbed his eyes, "Are you getting smaller again?"

"Well..." Yin'er looked down at herself, shook her head and said in a childish voice, "Yin'er doesn't know."

I thought that he would turn into an adult if he lost his mother's womb, but he didn't expect to be able to shrink to this size.

It's so cute, Ling Huang raised his hand and pinched Yin'er's cool face.

Yin'er spread out her soft little hands to touch Ling Huang's face, "Mother, we've said goodbye, Yin'er, I want to play."