Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

In front of him: "The color is so gorgeous, you have been watering it with blood for several generations, right?"

When this sentence was said, not only did Li Siyu's face look ugly, but even Yang Dashuai, who had just returned to his normal heart rate, had a trembling voice: "What do you mean by pouring blood?"

Lin Qingyin traced the formation on the jewelry box with her fingers and said lightly: "There is an Acacia formation on it, but I don't know if the person who carved it is not good at formation. This formation is more consistent than the authentic Acacia formation. Not even fur."

Hearing this, Fatty Wang couldn't help but look at Li Siyu, the word "Hehuan" sounded to people's imagination, but Li Siyu was only eleven or twelve years old when he gave Yang Dashuai this jewelry box. Was this girl too precocious? a bit?

"There are a lot of weird things about this formation. Not only does it fail to complement the two cultivation methods, but instead, it tends to use the sun to supplement Yin.

The yang energy that has been harvested and replenished is all sucked into this jewelry box and refined through the formation. In addition, this thing has been enshrined with blood by women from generation to generation, and Yin is a bit evil. Once you become its owner, you will be disturbed by its Yin Qi, which will lead to a big change in xing, and it will be bad after a long time. Controlled thinking. "

When Yang Dashuai heard the words, his little face turned pale: "How did you worship it with blood?"

"It's very simple, just smear this jewelry box with fresh blood." Lin Qingyin handed the box to Yang Dashuai: "The door of your house has only faded after ten years of effort, but this thing has at least one hundred It's been years, what do you think about this color?"

Especially red, Yang Dashuai always felt that this jewelry box was as red as blood, but he never thought that this thing was really smeared with blood. He wanted to cry in despair when he thought that he had slept with this box for two nights when he and Li Siyu first separated.

This tmd is too disgusting!

Fatty Wang couldn't understand Yang Dashuai's psychological shadow, and he came over curiously to take a closer look: "Little Master, since this thing is so evil, how can their family pass it down from generation to generation?"

"You can naturally find the harm of this thing with a clear mind, but the owner of this box has long been affected by Yin Qi, not only does not think this thing is evil, but thinks it is an extremely effective treasure."

Yang Dashuai swallowed his saliva in fright, and a bad premonition poured out of his heart: "Little Master, what do you mean by efficacious?"

Lin Qingyin chuckled and pointed at Li Siyu: "Let's put it this way, as long as you accidentally get a little blood on this box, the yin qi on this box will wrap around you, and you will never again in this life. She likes other women, and her eyes are full of her. I guess she plans to do the same, so I just worshipped this box with blood at midnight last night."

Yang Dashuai thought that when he was looking for this thing last night, Li Siyu next door was bleeding and wiping the box and suddenly felt his scalp numb: "I said Li Siyu, what kind of man do you have the ability to look for and can't find it, why do you have to look for it? what about me?"

Li Siyu stared straight at him, full of infatuation: "Master, you are the first boy I liked. Except for you, I won't like anyone else."

Yang Dashuai felt that it really didn't make sense with Li Siyu. He felt that Li Siyu didn't really like him, but he couldn't forget the feeling of sweetness in his heart when his love was first opened. Her memories and paranoia magnified this sweetness and beauty, making her unable to accept other people's likes except for Yang Dashuai in her memory, because the love in reality is not as pure and beautiful as the first love she beautified.

Yang Dashuai gave up Li Siyu's communication and looked at Lin Qingyin asking for help: "Little Master, what should I do now?"

Lin Qingyin reached out and took out a few stones from the bag and threw them around at will, setting up an isolation formation, lest the yin emanating from the box would erode their minds and bodies for a while.

Seeing that Lin Qingyin was going to destroy the formation on the box, Li Siyu, who was lying on the bed, tried hard to stop it. It's just that when she was thrown onto the bed by Lin Qingyin, she didn't know where she hit her. She was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength. Even her voice was blocked in her throat, so she could only watch Lin Qingyin's fingers helplessly. Wander around the pattern on the box, and then seem to swipe down gently...

Li Siyu felt that his body was torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, and every pore was painful. And the thing that frightened her the most was that she felt that something was passing by rapidly in her body, and this feeling of powerlessness made her panic.

There was a loud "bang", and a black wind slammed out of the box, frantically revolving around Lin Qingyin, as if trying to tear it apart and ruin it.

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