"The first thing is that my wife was born prematurely. Now both of them are living in the intensive care unit. I don't know if Ye Gaoren can help her."

Hong Bao smiled and said:

"Second thing, Ye Gaoren is good at fortune telling. Can you help me take a good look at it? I thought about it carefully. I had really bad luck during this period. For example, I fell while walking, stepped on dog poop, and lost millions in gambling.

It's been a good two days, but my younger brother has rebelled and his life is almost gone. It's bad luck."

"I hope Master Ye will use his magical powers to help me get rid of my bad luck."

Ye Mo didn't say anything, just looked at Hong Bao quietly.

This Hongbao's face is normal, but his ears are small, thin and black in color. According to the "Qihuang Heart Sutra", it is indeed a face with bad luck. This face may even cause dirt to be entangled.

"Master Ye...is there any way?"

Hong Bao was a little frightened when Ye Mo looked at him.

"Take this."

Ye Mo took out an exorcism charm he had just drawn:

"Wear it with you at all times to protect you from evil spirits and bad luck. As for your wife's illness, although it is a premature birth and the condition is serious, it can be cured with modern medicine without my intervention."

"This...is it over?"

Hong Bao was dumbfounded.

You gave away a golden boy worth tens of millions, and all you got in exchange was a piece of tattered yellow paper?

"If nothing happens, go back."

After Ye Mo finished speaking, he closed the door.

Bang!

"Brother Bao, is this Ye Mo a charlatan?"

One younger brother was extremely angry: "That golden boy is worth tens of millions, but this piece of yellow paper is worth less than a dollar. We must have been cheated! I'll go in and teach him a lesson!"

After saying that, he raised his legs to kick the door.

"Wait, don't do it."

Hong Bao said: "Huang Youtao, Qin Zhenchuan, Song Qingsong and others all call him Doctor Ye. This Ye Mo should have two brushes, otherwise he wouldn't be like this."

"But that golden boy is worth tens of millions, how much is this piece of yellow paper worth? I feel like wiping my butt is too much to scratch!" The younger brother was speechless.

Hong Bao shook his head helplessly. Ye Mo did make him feel a bit like a charlatan.

Maybe what Ye Mo said in Millennium Square was also blind.

"But the golden boy and the beautiful girl have been given away, so I'd better keep this yellow paper close to my body. If it doesn't work, I won't let him go easily."

A cold light flashed in Hong Bao's eyes: "I, Hong Bao, can't just take away the things that belong to me. Take them back!"

After saying that, he packed the yellow paper, took his younger brother out of the community, and got into the car.

That's a Range Rover.

After getting in the car, Hong Bao sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable pain in his stomach.

"Stop the car! I want to go to the hut!"

Hong Bao yelled and cursed angrily: "Damn, I didn't eat anything when I came here, why did my stomach suddenly hurt!"

The Land Rover is parked on the side of the road.

This was a provincial road with not many people, so Hong Bao found a bush on the roadside, lit a cigarette, took off his pants and squatted down.

After just a few puffs of cigarette, boom!

There was a loud noise, which made Hong Bao tremble all over, and he quickly picked up his pants and stood up.

"What's going on?"

He looked over and was dumbfounded the next moment.

He saw a large truck full of cement slamming into his Land Rover.

The rear half of the car was crushed and deformed, and was scrapped. Debris was scattered on the ground, leaving only the front row.

"This, this, this..."

Hong Bao broke out in a cold sweat. If his stomach didn't hurt, wouldn't it turn him into a pulp if the big truck hit the back row?

"Wait a minute, why does my stomach hurt all of a sudden?"

Hong Bao's expression changed and he quickly took out the exorcism talisman that Ye Mo gave him.

The lines on the talisman paper are still there, but the color is much darker than before, as if something is missing.

Hong Bao had a feeling that it was this exorcism charm that saved his life!

"Expert! Ye Mo is really an expert!"

Hong Bao's eyes shone, and his doubts about Ye Mo were wiped away, turning into admiration.


Chapter completed!