Chapter 22 President Li, do you need an evil spirit talisman?
Tsk.
Li Zhihe couldn't hold it back and squinted his eyes.
Then he said:
"Okay, then follow Miss Yun's rules."
Having said that, Yun Sangyu doesn’t have any other unnecessary comments:
"Mr. Li, can I prepare something for tonight's flight?"
The ones I bought yesterday will definitely not be enough. When I get to Yandu City, I don’t know what will be waiting for me. How can I have so much time to buy these?
Therefore, if you can prepare now, prepare as soon as possible to prevent any unexpected surprises.
"Before five o'clock, Miss Yun is free to do whatever you want."
"no problem."
It's not even ten o'clock now, and there are still seven full hours until five o'clock in the afternoon.
Just as Yun Sangyu was about to turn around, she suddenly remembered something and stopped suddenly.
"Mr. Li!" shouted.
Li Zhihe didn't move, and looked at the woman in front of him faintly:
"What's the matter?"
Forehead.
"It's nothing. It's just that the invisible evil on Mr. Li's face is a bit serious. I would like to ask Mr. Li if he needs an evil-suppressing charm?"
Don’t you need money to go out and prepare things?
The total number of pockets on my body is less than 100 yuan, so what can I prepare?
But it is also clear that people like Li Zhihe generally like to settle things once and for all.
Besides, the evil spirit talisman is not simple. If the person who drew the talisman added some spiritual power to it, it would be amazing.
When have things that can save lives ever been so cheap?
Moreover, Mr. Li is indeed very evil. What if something unexpected happens in the next few hours?
Once the evil spirit becomes too severe, the human body cannot bear it.
With the magic talisman to protect you, at least it can be safer, right?
Li Zhihe's mouth twitched several times, probably because he had never seen such a woman before and was so surprised.
"How much?" I asked casually.
Ahem.
Yun Sangyu is also embarrassed to shout high prices:
"Two hundred, this includes the price of the fortune telling for Mr. Li just now. As for the interpretation of the hexagram, we will wait until we get to Yandu City to do it together."
"Can."
After saying that, he opened the drawer in front of him, and inside lay quietly several stacks of red Mao Zedong coins worth at least 50,000 yuan.
His slender fingers pulled out two sheets from the first pile, and then slammed the drawer shut.
Hand it over:
"Miss Yun, here it is."
Naturally, Yun Sangyu wouldn't be polite. This was all his hard-earned money, and he didn't get it in vain.
He put the two pieces of Mao Zedong into his trouser pocket, with a bright smile on his face:
"Thank you boss, I will draw the charm for you right now."
Um?
"Draw now?"
Yun Sangyu nodded:
"Yeah, it's not difficult. I just brought a few pieces of yellow paper. I just need to use Mr. Li's ink."
Ink?
Li Zhihe was very curious:
"Don't you usually use cinnabar or something like that to draw talismans?"
That's how it's done on TV.
Yun Sangyu nodded:
"Yes, usually cinnabar is used, but occasionally ink can be used. It mainly depends on what type of talisman needs to be drawn."
There are so many things in metaphysics that only those who have entered this field will understand them.
Li Zhihe didn't ask any more questions. There happened to be two bottles of ink on his desk, one was opened and the other was sealed.
Finally, as expected, he moved the sealed bottle forward:
"Give."
Yun Sangyu took it and looked at it. Seeing that there was no problem, she rummaged through the bag. Soon, she actually pulled out several pieces of cut yellow paper and spread them on the desk.
Li Zhihe didn't show it on his face, but he was so curious in his heart that he didn't even blink.