Chapter 310 Feng Shui Curse
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Zi Meng You Long
Although I felt that Uncle Huzi was a bit abnormal, I didn't ask too much. As long as Uncle Huzi wanted to tell me about some things, he would definitely say it. If he didn't want to tell me, I wouldn't force him to ask him.
The only thing I can be sure of is that Uncle Hu Zi will never harm me.
He is one of the people I trust the most, even if he really wants to harm me, I can only admit it.
In this way, we can only continue to stay in Zhu's proud villa, waiting for the opportunity quietly.
In the evening of the next day, Zhu Yaohao found me again and brought me what I needed.
This is a plastic bag, which contains a smelly sock and a few curly hairs.
When I opened the plastic bag, the smell of the stinky socks almost suffocated me, it really irritated my eyes.
According to what I said, Zhu Proud let him arrange an undercover agent next to Huo Hao, and stole the underclothes of the head descendant Badan, except for a sock and a few hairs.
The hair is so bent that I don't know if it's from the head or other parts. The smell is really strong.
Especially the stinky socks, it's hard to describe in words, doesn't this head-down master never wash his feet?
After just a glance, I sealed the plastic bag again.
Zhu proudly covered his nose, and said with a look of disgust: "Master Wu, what do you want this thing for? It's so fucking up, it's killing me."
Master Wang behind him smiled, looked at me and said, "Young Master Wu must have used these things to cast a spell on that head-down master Badan, right?"
I nodded, looked at Wang Haomin and said, "Master Wang is worthy of being an expert, he can see my purpose at a glance."
"With just this little thing, can you kill that head-restraining master Badan?" Zhu proudly asked in puzzlement.
"Brother Hao doesn't seem to know much about our profession, especially the profession of Fengshui masters. For Fengshui masters, people themselves are a place of Fengshui Qi. The clothes he wears and the hair on his body are all Fengshui of the human body. Part of it, Young Master Wu can use these things to change a person's feng shui fortune, and it's not impossible to kill the other person, but I don't have this ability, so I can only help Young Master Wu from the side." Wang Haomin smiled. Said.
I looked at this Wang Haomin, and I really underestimated him. I felt more and more that this person is not simple. We are going to leave from Zhu's pride. He is obviously a big stumbling block.
On the surface, we are on good terms. If we really turn our backs, no one will show mercy.
"Master Wang is too modest. You are also an expert. You should know how to operate this Feng Shui spell, right?" I looked at him and said.
"I just know a little bit about it. Young Master Wu is the apprentice of the Feng Shui King. Feng Shui kills people, but it can also save people. It kills people invisible. It is really powerful. You have obtained the true biography of the Feng Shui King. I am just playing with an axe." Wang Haomin Again.
I said in a deep voice: "Actually, my method is similar to that of the head-down master Badan. If the other party lowers his head, he can also lower your head in this way. You only need to get the clothes you wore. Or the hair on your body, or even the clipped nails, can kill you through the head-down technique, but this method is relatively complicated. The easiest way is to apply some head-down powder or a specially formulated potion on your body. Then the lowering of the head is even more powerful."
When Zhu Proud heard what I said, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "It seems that I will be more careful in the future, and I will put away my clothes, shoes, and even the hair that falls out."
"Brother Hao, don't worry, I will take care of it for you." Long Mufei said from the side.
"Actually, these methods and techniques of Master Jiangtou are all derived from the Taoism of my land in China. It's just that Taoists are relatively low-key. Except for some people who practice evil ways, serious Taoist disciples are not Those who will use this kind of magic to harm people will damage the heart of the Tao. And those Southeast Asian practitioners and head masters just stole part of our Chinese Taoism and carried it forward to make it even more powerful. Evil and lethal, our land of China is the birthplace of real magic, and Master Wu is the apprentice of the Feng Shui King. If he fights with Master Wu, he is really asking for trouble, don't you think, Master Wu? "Wang Haomin looked at me again and said.
I gave a thumbs up to Wang Haomin, and said with a smile, "Master Wang has an excellent opinion, but... I am a fledgling, and I am not fully sure of taking Nabataan, so I can only give it a try."
Although Wang Haomin spoke politely, there was a hidden mystery behind what he said.
He deliberately made me say so fiercely, just because he wanted to use less energy when dealing with Badan.
Even if it fails, it has nothing to do with him.
There is a word called "praise and kill", which refers to the method Wang Haomin used to deal with me at this time.
This person is also an old fox, so he has to guard against him.
Although my academic performance is very stable, I am not stupid, and I can tell the truth clearly.
Hearing what Wang Haomin said was so mysterious, Zhu Proud became more confident that I would take care of that head descendant Ba Dan, and he immediately said: "Master Wu, what else do you need, just tell me, I'll ask someone to prepare it for you." .”
"I still need some hay, the ungrounded kind, that is, no roots, just leaves. I will use it to weave a straw man and use it to cast spells." I said.
"It's easy to say, I'll let someone prepare it now." After speaking, Zhu Yaohao waved his hand, and Anzi hurried down to prepare.
Afterwards, Zhu proudly said to me again: "Master Wu, my brother told me that tomorrow night at the Lijing Hotel, he will invite the descendant Badan out and find two women for him. We will spend the night at the Lijing Hotel, which means we can kill Bataan tomorrow night."
"Okay, you book a room next to the hotel room where Badan lives, and I will go in with Master Wang in advance, as long as Badan lives in that room, you can contact me directly." I said.
Zhu proudly responded and hurriedly went to make arrangements.
After dark, Anzi sent me a pile of hay, and I took out a part of it and weaved a very rough scarecrow.
Then he mixed the hair of the head descendant Badan and the stinky sock with a piece of yellow paper talisman, burned them together, turned them into powder, sprinkled them all on the scarecrow, and recited them for a while. After the spell, wrap it in a layer of plastic wrap.
What I cast was indeed a Fengshui spell, the kind that could kill people, but it was only the first time I used it, and I didn't know what to do, so I just used Nabadan's little life to practice my hands.
It can only be said that he deserves to be unlucky.
Soon, it was the afternoon of the second day.
Uncle Huzi and I can finally leave this villa and take a car to Lijing Hotel.
For no reason, I became a little flustered.
The only thing I can be sure of is that Uncle Hu Zi will never harm me.
He is one of the people I trust the most, even if he really wants to harm me, I can only admit it.
In this way, we can only continue to stay in Zhu's proud villa, waiting for the opportunity quietly.
In the evening of the next day, Zhu Yaohao found me again and brought me what I needed.
This is a plastic bag, which contains a smelly sock and a few curly hairs.
When I opened the plastic bag, the smell of the stinky socks almost suffocated me, it really irritated my eyes.
According to what I said, Zhu Proud let him arrange an undercover agent next to Huo Hao, and stole the underclothes of the head descendant Badan, except for a sock and a few hairs.
The hair is so bent that I don't know if it's from the head or other parts. The smell is really strong.
Especially the stinky socks, it's hard to describe in words, doesn't this head-down master never wash his feet?
After just a glance, I sealed the plastic bag again.
Zhu proudly covered his nose, and said with a look of disgust: "Master Wu, what do you want this thing for? It's so fucking up, it's killing me."
Master Wang behind him smiled, looked at me and said, "Young Master Wu must have used these things to cast a spell on that head-down master Badan, right?"
I nodded, looked at Wang Haomin and said, "Master Wang is worthy of being an expert, he can see my purpose at a glance."
"With just this little thing, can you kill that head-restraining master Badan?" Zhu proudly asked in puzzlement.
"Brother Hao doesn't seem to know much about our profession, especially the profession of Fengshui masters. For Fengshui masters, people themselves are a place of Fengshui Qi. The clothes he wears and the hair on his body are all Fengshui of the human body. Part of it, Young Master Wu can use these things to change a person's feng shui fortune, and it's not impossible to kill the other person, but I don't have this ability, so I can only help Young Master Wu from the side." Wang Haomin smiled. Said.
I looked at this Wang Haomin, and I really underestimated him. I felt more and more that this person is not simple. We are going to leave from Zhu's pride. He is obviously a big stumbling block.
On the surface, we are on good terms. If we really turn our backs, no one will show mercy.
"Master Wang is too modest. You are also an expert. You should know how to operate this Feng Shui spell, right?" I looked at him and said.
"I just know a little bit about it. Young Master Wu is the apprentice of the Feng Shui King. Feng Shui kills people, but it can also save people. It kills people invisible. It is really powerful. You have obtained the true biography of the Feng Shui King. I am just playing with an axe." Wang Haomin Again.
I said in a deep voice: "Actually, my method is similar to that of the head-down master Badan. If the other party lowers his head, he can also lower your head in this way. You only need to get the clothes you wore. Or the hair on your body, or even the clipped nails, can kill you through the head-down technique, but this method is relatively complicated. The easiest way is to apply some head-down powder or a specially formulated potion on your body. Then the lowering of the head is even more powerful."
When Zhu Proud heard what I said, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "It seems that I will be more careful in the future, and I will put away my clothes, shoes, and even the hair that falls out."
"Brother Hao, don't worry, I will take care of it for you." Long Mufei said from the side.
"Actually, these methods and techniques of Master Jiangtou are all derived from the Taoism of my land in China. It's just that Taoists are relatively low-key. Except for some people who practice evil ways, serious Taoist disciples are not Those who will use this kind of magic to harm people will damage the heart of the Tao. And those Southeast Asian practitioners and head masters just stole part of our Chinese Taoism and carried it forward to make it even more powerful. Evil and lethal, our land of China is the birthplace of real magic, and Master Wu is the apprentice of the Feng Shui King. If he fights with Master Wu, he is really asking for trouble, don't you think, Master Wu? "Wang Haomin looked at me again and said.
I gave a thumbs up to Wang Haomin, and said with a smile, "Master Wang has an excellent opinion, but... I am a fledgling, and I am not fully sure of taking Nabataan, so I can only give it a try."
Although Wang Haomin spoke politely, there was a hidden mystery behind what he said.
He deliberately made me say so fiercely, just because he wanted to use less energy when dealing with Badan.
Even if it fails, it has nothing to do with him.
There is a word called "praise and kill", which refers to the method Wang Haomin used to deal with me at this time.
This person is also an old fox, so he has to guard against him.
Although my academic performance is very stable, I am not stupid, and I can tell the truth clearly.
Hearing what Wang Haomin said was so mysterious, Zhu Proud became more confident that I would take care of that head descendant Ba Dan, and he immediately said: "Master Wu, what else do you need, just tell me, I'll ask someone to prepare it for you." .”
"I still need some hay, the ungrounded kind, that is, no roots, just leaves. I will use it to weave a straw man and use it to cast spells." I said.
"It's easy to say, I'll let someone prepare it now." After speaking, Zhu Yaohao waved his hand, and Anzi hurried down to prepare.
Afterwards, Zhu proudly said to me again: "Master Wu, my brother told me that tomorrow night at the Lijing Hotel, he will invite the descendant Badan out and find two women for him. We will spend the night at the Lijing Hotel, which means we can kill Bataan tomorrow night."
"Okay, you book a room next to the hotel room where Badan lives, and I will go in with Master Wang in advance, as long as Badan lives in that room, you can contact me directly." I said.
Zhu proudly responded and hurriedly went to make arrangements.
After dark, Anzi sent me a pile of hay, and I took out a part of it and weaved a very rough scarecrow.
Then he mixed the hair of the head descendant Badan and the stinky sock with a piece of yellow paper talisman, burned them together, turned them into powder, sprinkled them all on the scarecrow, and recited them for a while. After the spell, wrap it in a layer of plastic wrap.
What I cast was indeed a Fengshui spell, the kind that could kill people, but it was only the first time I used it, and I didn't know what to do, so I just used Nabadan's little life to practice my hands.
It can only be said that he deserves to be unlucky.
Soon, it was the afternoon of the second day.
Uncle Huzi and I can finally leave this villa and take a car to Lijing Hotel.
For no reason, I became a little flustered.
