The resentful ghost is full of resentment. After all, he just experienced a life-and-death battle yesterday. Before he could sleep comfortably at night, he asked Qi Bingxian to grab a stick and pack it away.
In broad daylight, I originally asked Butcher, an old driver, to take everyone to the car show to see the legs and feel happy...
After Qi Dangxian hung up the phone, he said to Qin Tangyu and Wen Sishun, don't worry, the person he is looking for must be reliable.
The two of them didn't have any confidence in their hearts, and they were always afraid that this guy would make a terrible turn.
"No one can break this curse, except our people. Junior brother, I advise you, you'd better think about it carefully."
"If you trust others rashly, don't blame me for not reminding you..."
"Unlocking the curse randomly will lead to death!"
Shangquan Jingwu didn't believe that Qi Bingxian could find someone who could undo the spell on Mrs. Wen, and wanted to use Mrs. Wen's life to persuade Wen Sishun to join him.
Wen Sishun was too lazy to say anything more. Although he studied under Yansuiliu, it was only to improve his martial arts, not to sell himself to them.
For his own benefit, Shangquan Jingwu actually asked someone to curse his mother with onmyoji. Now he still wants to surrender to him. Are you kidding?
Mrs. Wen said calmly: "I believe that the person Mr. Qi has found can cure me, and I am willing to gamble with my life."
Shangquan Jingwu couldn't help but lose his patience, his eyes gradually became colder, and he was thinking about whether he should use any tough measures to solve this matter? This Mrs. Wen refused to take soft and hard measures, even risking her own life.
It’s really tricky!
He admires such a woman, but that doesn't mean he will like such a person.
At this moment, the resentful ghost came, dressed in ordinary clothes, with his disabled left hand tucked into his sleeve, holding a Buddhist bead in his right hand, and walked in slowly.
"Second master, who was hit by the onmyoji?" The resentful ghost asked with a grin on his face as soon as he came in.
Seeing such a slovenly old man appear in front of them, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
Even Mrs. Wen was a little stunned... Can this person really break the spell that the Jie Peng people cast on him?
Qin Tangyu slapped his forehead. This time he was really about to vomit blood. Can this big brother be more reliable in his work... This old man looks like a charlatan?
The corners of Wen Sishun's mouth were also twitching, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He felt that Qi Dangxian was really screwed up!
"You just found this person to unravel our Jie Peng Kingdom's Yin Yang Technique? Hahaha!" The girl couldn't help but burst into laughter. She felt that this was not a whim, but that she was simply treating everyone as fools.
Qi Dingxian shrugged casually, ignored it, and said to the resentful ghost: "This is Mrs. Wen, take a look."
The resentful ghost looked at Mrs. Wen and said: "It is true that we have been affected by the Yin and Yang magic of our Jie Peng country. Moreover, the person who cast the curse has some tricks."
The girl couldn't help but have a look of pride in her eyes. She was the one who cast the curse. She was naturally very happy to hear other people's words of praise.
Shangquan Jingwu folded his arms and looked cold.
Since Qi Bingxian had wildly said that he would break the curse on Mrs. Wen, he would wait and see if the curse would fail to break and instead bring people to death, he would not believe that Wen Sishun would not submit!
"However, this is just a small trick. Compared with the priests of the national shrine, it is child's play." The resentful ghost said lightly.
Although modern science is developed, some ancient folk methods cannot be explained by science.
For example, the head-lowering technique popular in Nanyang, the mysterious Miao Gu technique in China, the black witchcraft in Europe, and the Yin-Yang technique in Jie Peng country.
The girl's face suddenly froze, and a little anger flashed in her eyes. She said coldly: "Of course not everyone can match the practice of the priests of the National Shrine. You have a good tone, but your ability seems not to be very good?"
The resentful ghost couldn't help but laugh twice and said: "My ability is not very good. I just twisted off the head of the high priest of the national shrine..."
When he said this, his expression was gloomy, and his broken yellow teeth made him look particularly scary.
Shangquan Jingwu frowned fiercely. He seemed to be trying to remember something. The resentful ghost in front of him made him feel a little familiar.
"Junior brother, let me warn you again, random interpretation of the curse will kill people." Shangquan Jingwu said coldly to Wen Sishun.
"Mr. Qi..." Wen Sishun looked at Qi Bingxian, hoping to get a guarantee from him.
Qi Bingxian said: "It's useless to talk more. Just take action quickly and don't wait any longer."
The resentful ghost didn't say much. He took out a piece of white paper like a magic trick, held it in his hand, folded it twice, and then tapped it on Mrs. Wen's forehead.
"How dare you try your best to master a small skill?"
"The mighty heavenly dragon! The great magic spell! Prajnaparamita..."
Hearing the words muttered by the resentful ghost, Qi Dangxian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, "Your mother, when did Fahai become pregnant? Is he so awesome?"
At this moment, he actually felt that Fa Hai... Bah! He felt that the old guy Resent Ghost was a bit unreliable.
If he couldn't handle it, wouldn't he have lost face? How could he conquer Wen Yongfu's old men?
Mrs. Wen, however, felt dizzy at this moment, her chest felt unbearable, and her face turned green and red. She suddenly turned her head, and with a whoosh, a large mouthful of black blood spurted out!
"Mother!" Wen Sishun was immediately frightened and at a loss.
Shangquan Jingwu sneered: "You may still have time to ask me to save your mother now. How stupid to believe that an outsider can unlock our Jie Peng country's Yin and Yang skills!"
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Wen's spirit suddenly revived. She raised her body and her face suddenly became rosy and shiny.
Wen Sishun took a closer look and saw among the black blood, there was a paper crane the size of a thumb. It fluttered twice as if it were alive, then fell to the ground and began to slowly rot...
The girl in the crowd turned pale, and two streaks of blood came out of her nose. She was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
"Amitabha, it's so good, this poor monk has done another great good deed, and he will definitely reach bliss early!" said the resentful ghost with a happy face.
After saying this, his somewhat disabled hand reached out, and he turned to smile ferociously, gritting his teeth and said: "Fart, fart, fart, in the world of five turbidities, only by killing to stop the turbidity and killing all sentient beings can we become a Buddha!"
Kill kill kill kill!”
His two personalities suddenly jumped from side to side, and Mrs. Wen, who was barely able to recover, was so frightened that she died on the spot.
Wen Sishun and Qin Tangyu also looked at each other, but they were extremely happy in their hearts, because, looking at this, Mrs. Wen seemed to be well!
"It's you... Miyazaki Jinzo!"
When Shangquan Jingwu saw the disabled left hand of the resentful ghost, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted loudly.
While calling out the real name of the resentful ghost, he couldn't stop his steps and stepped back twice!
Qi Dangxian just said that the person he called could scare him to death. He was really not bragging...