Chapter 162 Even the biological daughter is not spared
From the moment the two entered the bedroom, Feng Buping's face looked very bad.
Now that Lin Xiyan was directly demolishing the painting without his consent, Feng Buping was really angry.
"Ms. Lin, isn't it rude of you to do this..."
Before the polite words came out, Feng Buping was stunned on the spot.
As soon as Lin Xiyan opened the picture frame, he saw a straw man in the picture frame.
Feng Buping couldn't believe his eyes: "This, how is this possible? I took this painting myself and asked someone to frame it. After I got it back, I hung it up and never took it down. How could there be a painting in it?
Straw man?"
Lin Xiyan said nothing and took the straw man out of the frame.
The straw man was originally facing up, but after Lin Xiyan took it out completely, the back of the straw man was exposed.
There is a piece of paper on the back of the straw man, with Feng Buping's name written on it in bright red letters, and below the name is a date of birth.
More importantly, the straw man's back is densely covered with pinholes, which looks very scary.
The moment he saw those pinholes, Feng Buping felt dizzy, his heartbeat quickened, and his stomach churned.
He squatted on the ground uncontrollably and started retching.
Mu Can hurriedly bent down and patted Feng Buping's back: "Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Feng Buping's face turned pale, and in an instant, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Facing Mu Can's inquiry, he shook his head and said it was okay, but the pain on his face became more and more obvious.
Lin Xiyan stared closely at the straw man in his hand, with a serious expression, and a layer of frost seemed to solidify on his delicate face.
Seeing that Lin Xiyan didn't speak for a long time, Mu Can also became anxious: "Miss Lin, what should we do..."
Lin Xiyan waved his hand to signal her not to speak.
Then, she turned around, looked at Feng Buping and said, "Mr. Feng, don't squat. Sit down. Sit on this stool."
"Okay." Feng Buping didn't dare to question at this moment, and forced himself to sit on the chair by the window.
After Feng Buping sat down.
Lin Xiyan took out a piece of talisman paper, drew a special symbol on it with cinnabar, and then stuck the talisman paper on Feng Buping's forehead.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiyan bit off his right index finger, dipped it in cinnabar and quickly wrote a spell in the air and recited a mantra.
"break!"
A cold wind suddenly blew up in the room.
Mu Can held his breath nervously, feeling that everything in the room seemed very strange. He, a big man, a dignified minister of a special department, and a soldier with special training, was actually beginning to be afraid.
Looking at Xiang Feng Buping again, his face became paler, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he might be in danger at any time.
Mu Can was a little worried: "Miss Li, Mr. Feng, will everything be okay?"
Lin Xiyan ignored Mu Can and placed the doll on the open space in front of Feng Buping.
Then she drew a charm again.
Another mantra was recited.
"Break again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet on the ground spontaneously ignited and turned into a pile of ashes in an instant.
Lin Xiyan smiled with satisfaction, recited a mantra to Feng Buping, and then gently tapped the talisman on Feng Buping's forehead.
The talisman shook a few times, then shattered into thousands of light spots, and quietly penetrated into Feng Buping's mouth and nose.
After doing all this, Lin Xiyan's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.
Feng Buping felt that his body suddenly relaxed a lot, and the dizzy feeling he had been feeling seemed to have dissipated in an instant, making him feel inexplicably at ease.
More importantly, the long-term back pain disappeared instantly, and I felt much more energetic.
Feng Buping was happy and confused at the same time: "Ms. Lin, what on earth is going on?"
Lin Xiyan wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand: "As I guessed before, someone has put a curse on you. If I hadn't happened to meet you, your life would have been in danger within three days."
Feng Buping's expression suddenly changed, and he was full of disbelief: "But, there are only me and my wife in this room, and even the servants are not allowed to enter."
"As for my wife, she is really not...possible."
The further he went, the quieter Feng Buping's voice became, and he was obviously less confident than before.
In fact, when things got to this point, Feng Buping himself must have thought of many details that he had missed before.
It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, let alone admit this fact.
Lin Xiyan also pulled up a stool and sat down without saying anything.
Mu Can stood on the edge, looked at Lin Xiyan, and then at Feng Buping, with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Mr. Feng, I know you don't want to believe it, but it is the truth."
"You saw what happened just now with your own eyes, and Miss Lin solved your problem for you. Do you believe what we say now?"
Feng Buping frowned and sighed deeply.
Mu Can: "Mr. Feng, the curse on you is now broken, but the other party is lurking next to you, and you are also in danger."
"Also, Miss Lin destroyed the straw man today. She must have known about it. Think about it, based on your understanding of Ding Yuelan, what will she do after the matter is exposed?"
Hearing this, Feng Buping's eyes suddenly flashed with panic.
"She, she will kill us at any cost."
"My husband, Ding Yuelan, is a very small-minded person. Since the death of our daughter, her temper has changed a lot and she gets angry easily. Before, I had been accommodating her. I didn't expect that she would turn out to be in her twenties."
He killed my son years ago, and now he wants to kill me!"
Feng Buping gritted his teeth and said, "I've treated her badly over the years. Why would she do this? What's the reason?"
"Why?" A sharp female voice suddenly came from downstairs.
"The wind is not flat, why do you think this is?"
Feng Buping was startled and hurriedly stood behind Lin Xiyan, saying with a horrified look on his face.
"She, she's back, what should I do?"
Lin Xiyan blocked him behind him and was about to go downstairs to meet Ding Yuelan, but he didn't think about it.
As soon as she turned around, Ding Yuelan was already standing at the door of the bedroom.
When he saw Ding Yuelan clearly, Lin Xiyan couldn't help but be shocked.
Ding Yuelan's face was pale, her eyes were sunken, and she was as skinny as a stick. She looked like she could fall over if the wind blew.
However, her eyes were very sharp, as if they could kill.
What's more important is that Ding Yuelan's whole body is filled with a rich layer of Yin Qi.
If Lin Xiyan guessed correctly, she must have practiced some kind of forbidden technique, and she had even become obsessed with it.
To be precise, Ding Yuelan, who was standing in front of them at this time, was no longer a human being.
But a monster that is neither human nor ghost.
Lin Xiyan glanced at Ding Yuelan's face and cursed out the next moment.
"Ding Yuelan, are you really cruel enough that you won't even let your own daughter go?"