Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

What about yellow paper? "

"Inferring from your face, the hours and minutes above are not particularly accurate. He should only know the general birth time of your family, but it is not accurate. This spell casting method relies on the birth date. It almost may fail. In order to accurately curse you, this person specially used your blood to draw a spell." Lin Qingyin said: "You and your relatives are connected by blood, and you and your wife are the same as husband and wife. , your blood can completely make up for the inaccuracy of the eight characters."

Looking at Wu Guotong's black face, Lin Qingyin tutted and shook her head: "It looks like this person really hates you very much."

"Master, what should we do now?" Wu Guotong looked at the things on the ground and said with hatred, "Can you burn it?"

Lin Qingyin nodded: "It's okay to burn it, but it can't be used with ordinary fire, ordinary fire can't burn the curse on it."

"Ordinary fire doesn't work?" Wu Guotong wanted to cry in despair when he heard this. Apart from lighters, matches and gas stoves, he couldn't think of any other way to ignite, let alone what kind of fire was not called ordinary fire.

Lin Qingyin took out a piece of yellow paper from her schoolbag, hooked her index finger with a trace of spiritual energy and quickly drew a spell on the yellow paper. In fact, with her current cultivation level, she can ignite a spiritual fire with a wave of her hand. But she is already famous now, and she doesn't want to come up with shocking methods, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

She is not afraid, but just annoying. She really has no time to deal with those messy people now.

After drawing the Fiery Talisman with aura, Lin Qingyin asked Wu Guotong to put the doll in his hand on the four yellow sheets of paper, and then threw the Flaming Talisman down.

A cluster of red flames jumped up suddenly, and the flames spread quickly. The doll and the yellow paper were curled up in the flames, and a faint moan of pain seemed to be heard, followed by A pungent stench.

The doll and the yellow paper persisted in the flames for more than ten seconds and then turned into ashes. The red flames did not stop. It burrowed into the soil, and the soil of the entire garden burned.

Seeing this, Wu Guotong's head was getting bigger, so he ran to the living room and took out the household fire extinguisher. Just as he was about to pull out the fire hydrant, Lin Qingyin grabbed his wrist and said, "The fire will stop after a while."

Seeing Wu Guotong's anxious look, Lin Qingyin couldn't help but explain a few more words: "This talisman and doll have been buried in your garden for three months, and now the soil in your garden is full of bad luck. If you don't burn away the bad luck, your family will suffer from minor illnesses in the future."

When Wu Guotong heard that it still affects his family, he quickly put the fire extinguisher aside. Fortunately, the flames only roamed on the ground, and other than the three of them, passers-by would not see any clues.

After five or six minutes, the spiritual fire was extinguished, the ground looked dark, and all the dried grass and dried flowers on it had been burned.

Wu Guotong took the shovel and hurriedly rummaged around. He was relieved when the flames were really out: "Master, our bad luck is all over, is my family okay?"

Lin Qingyin pointed to the top of her head: "After solving the problem, there is still a top of your head. Is there a garden above your building?"

Wu Guotong's eyes widened: "Master, is there also on the roof of the building?" Seeing Lin Qingyin nodding, Wu Guotong wanted to slap an immoral thing with a shovel. He feels that he is a decent person, that his relatives, friends and colleagues can help him whenever he can, and he never stumbles people or makes enemies with others. Why did that person hurt him so much?

The three people took the elevator to the top of the building. Compared with the flowers in summer, there were only some ordinary cold-resistant green plants left. Naturally, no one would want to come up to drink tea.

The roof garden connects the roofs of all the units in this building, so the floor space is quite large. Lin Qingyin took them directly to the right of the center. Wu Guotong knew at a glance that this happened to be on the roof of his house.

Some places on the top floor are soil to grow flowers, while others are placed with potted plants. Lin Qingyin kicked a one-meter-high flower pot and pouted at Wu Guotong: "Here is the head, dig it out."

The one-meter-high flowerpot is not very strong, and the fortune tree in the flowerpot can't be damaged. Wu Guotong sweats from exhaustion after digging a few times. Thinking that the time when the other party buried things should be the hottest time in August, Wu Guotong admired that person a little bit. In order to harm himself, he really worked hard!

Wu Guotong seemed to lose his strength. At this moment, the shovel seemed to have hit something and made a sound of "just dang". Immediately, he digged out the thing, which turned out to be a fist-sized stone.

Wu Guotong

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