Strange talk live room

There was a faint light on in the large and simple living room.

The manor-like villa became even quieter. The whole world seemed to be filled with only the sound of wind, and the whirling bamboo shadows reflected on the windows kept swaying, far and near.

An inexplicable coldness slowly spread in the room.

Han Wenshan kept pacing back and forth.

Han Zehai sat on the mahogany sofa, shaking his legs and unable to calm down for a moment.

Han Jingchuan lowered his head slightly and remained silent, making it difficult to figure out what he was thinking.

"Do you really want to do this?" After a long time, Han Jingchuan slowly raised his head and asked Lin Qin, who was sitting with Han Tianyu on the opposite side of the sofa.

"Mr. Han's poison is from Nanyang. The poison will soon penetrate into his body. If it's too late, I'm afraid his life will be in danger." Lin Qin replied with a serious expression.

"Then do as Taoist Master Lin Qin said." Han Jingchuan no longer hesitated and nodded.

Han Zehai let out a long breath: "Oh, let me go. After discussing this all day, we finally have a solution. Hurry up and resolve this matter quickly. If the old man doesn't leave, I will collapse first. ."

"Brother, is this too risky?" Han Wenshan walked over with a worried expression.

"Then do you have a better idea?"

"I think we can consult Master Li again and listen to more opinions before making a decision."

Everyone's eyes were focused on me.

Lin Qin had a cold face and unkind eyes.

"Mr. Han, there is something I don't know whether to say it right or not." He said to Han Jingchuan, "It's not my villain's heart, but I have dealt with this person twice. This person is cunning, cunning, and has evil intentions. letter."

"Did you hear that, second uncle?" Han Tianyu echoed proudly, "Whenever everyone makes mistakes, just admit it. We are all a family, and we won't laugh at you."

"First follow Taoist Lin Qin's method, arrange a room for Mr. Li and ask him to rest." Han Jingchuan made a decision.

Han Wenshan had no choice but to apologize to me in a low voice: "I'm so sorry, Master Li. It involves the life and safety of the old man, so we have to be cautious."

"It's okay. Since the Han family doesn't need me, I'll just leave. Mr. Han, you don't have to be embarrassed." I waved my hand nonchalantly.

"However, for the sake of morality, I still want to remind you that what Mr. Han wants is not the Nanyang head drop."

After that, I turned around and walked outside.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Lin Qin called me with a cold face, "Where did you learn from, what sect do you belong to, and you dare to say that I have misjudged you?"

I smiled faintly: "Didn't Mr. Han just say that people always make mistakes, and it's not a shameful thing."

Lin Qin's expression changed, and he quickly suppressed it. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "Since you are so powerful, why don't you tell me, what did Mr. Han get?"

"A kind of evil magic from Southeast Asia." I said calmly.

Lin Qin immediately looked proud and smiled without saying a word.

"Hahaha! Did everyone hear it?" Han Tianyu laughed, "If Taoist Lin Qin hadn't mentioned the Nanyang head-lowering technique just now, he probably wouldn't know anything."

Han Wenshan's face became even more ugly, but he couldn't refute. He looked at me doubtfully, trying to find the answer from my expression, but I was always calm.

"The head-lowering technique is not the only evil in Nanyang."

"You damn duck has a tough mouth!" Han Tianyu urged, "Second uncle, shut him up quickly. Don't embarrass yourself here. It's just a waste of time. Grandpa is still lying on the hospital bed. We don't have that much time to spend with him. ."

"It is indeed important to save the old man. There is no need to be familiar with this kind of person." Lin Qin waved his hand magnanimously, "However, he can't leave now.

He put on a solemn expression and said to Han Jingchuan: "Mr. Han, if you let this despicable man go out and talk nonsense, it will not only affect the honor of my Xuanqingguan, but it will also be bad for Hansheng Group."

"Then please tell me, Chief Taoist, what should we do?" Han Jingchuan asked.

"Let him stay and see that the old man is safe. Naturally, there will be no chance for him to go outside and talk nonsense."

Han Jingchuan nodded, as he had intended to do so.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I'd like to ask you to stay a little longer."

Han Wenshan apologized: "Master Li, I know this is very unkind, but for my sake, please feel aggrieved. Afterwards, I will solemnly apologize."

At this time, if I forcefully leave, it will definitely make the situation very tense and not look good to everyone.

What's more, I also want to see how awesome Lin Qin makes a fool of himself.

It's better to borrow a donkey to go downhill.

"Okay, Mr. Han, I'll give you some face. As for you, Taoist Lin, please start your performance!"

All the servants, including doctors and nurses, were sent downstairs to wait. No one who heard any sound was allowed to go upstairs without Han Jingchuan's instructions.

In the cold bedroom, the doors and windows were closed, and there was only a night light in the corner for illumination.

The entire big bed was plunged into darkness.

The old man lying on the silk quilt had his limbs spread out in a large shape, and his wrists and ankles were tied to the four corners with red ropes.

The four members of the Han family stared at the motionless old man nervously, not daring to express their anger. The bedroom was so quiet that they could hear their heartbeats.

Lin Qin held an exquisitely carved mahogany sword in one hand and a silver Zhongcheng talisman seal in the other, also staring closely at the old man on the bed.

The old man's breathing was weak, and the rise and fall of his chest was almost undetectable.

I was like an outsider, just watching silently.

The nutrient solution in the hanging bottle fell drop by drop, and time was lost by the minute.

Late at night.

In the quiet room, there was the sound of heavy breathing.

The old man, who was lying weakly on the bed, began to breathe slowly and rapidly, as if he couldn't breathe, and opened his dry mouth.

Hehehe's voice came from deep in the throat, dry and hoarse, as if the throat had not drank water for days and nights, and the voice was harsh and unpleasant.

"It's begun." Lin Qin whispered, his expression became serious, and he squeezed the talisman in his hand.

The four members of the Han family became increasingly nervous.

The old man moved his body, and seemed to feel that his wrists and ankles were being tied. He began to feel uneasy. He kept making loud sounds in his mouth and struggled hard.

A biting coldness spread from the bed to the surroundings.

The old man struggled harder and harder, making the heavy wooden bed clang and the strong red rope almost got into his thin wrist.

Han Wenshan once said that even if there was only a glimmer of light in the room, the old man would go crazy.

The night light in the corner was shining with a faint light, but the old man seemed to be feeling it, becoming more and more anxious and irritable.

His eyelids kept trembling and his head swayed left and right, and the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

There are no whites in the eyes, the eyes are pitch black, and the resentment is bottomless!

Lin Qin turned his wrist, and the tip of the peach wood sword touched the old man's forehead. The old man immediately calmed down and stopped struggling, but his black eyes were still staring at the surroundings with resentment.

Then, he put the silver talisman on the old man's forehead and murmured a spell.

The old man seemed very sleepy, his eyelids gradually closed.

The four members of the Han family looked happy, but before they had time to be happy, the old man suddenly raised his head uncontrollably.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and a harsh scream came from his throat like a knife scraping against metal.

"ah--"

Boom boom boom! All the glass was shattered at this moment.