The Witch

"That's it, there is a step here, be careful." Dong Yongyuan led his aunt's family to the studio.

He went to the airport this afternoon to take his uncle and aunt home, and then immediately discussed the casting time with Wu Miaomiao. There is no need for a specific venue to perform the witch clan secret arts. Wu Miaomiao was too lazy to find a place, so he asked Dong Yongyuan to bring people directly to the studio after get off work.

Dong Yongyuan helped Sang Tian lift up his aunt's wheelchair, his eyes passed over the dizzy and thin aunt in the wheelchair, and he couldn't help feeling sore. No wonder the cousin and uncle were so excited when they heard that there was a cure for the aunt, but after half a year, the aunt's body was already weak and unable to stand up.

As soon as Sang Tian entered the park, he felt a powerful evil spirit. Standing at the entrance of the studio, the spiritual power in his body immediately shuddered by the evil spirit. Is this the power of nightmare? No wonder the association always wants to control the nightmare, this has such a strong evil spirit before it is awakened, if it is really awakened, the harm will be even greater.

He turned his head and looked at the reaction of his son and Dong Yongyuan. Sang Wenhao seemed to have sensed the evil spirit, his small face was slightly wrinkled, but Dong Yongyuan seemed to have no idea, and was running forward quickly. , Opened the door of the studio.

"Lady boss, here we are."

The light in the studio was on, and Wu Miaomiao and Ji Lang were sitting on the sofa in the district, waiting for them. Hearing Dong Yongyuan's voice, the two got up and walked over.

"Boss, boss, this is my uncle Sangtian, and this is my aunt." Dong Yongyuan introduced to both parties, "Uncle, this is my boss Ji Lang, and the proprietress Wu Miaomiao, who is the wizard who helped the aunt to transfer her hostility this time. ."

Dong Yongyuan focused on Wu Miaomiao.

As the begging party, Sang Tian's attitude was fairly correct. As soon as Dong Yongyuan finished the introduction, he nodded politely in greeting: "I'm Sang Tian, ​​president of the Licheng Association."

Ji Lang glanced at them blankly, then looked away. Wu Miaomiao nodded, saying hello.

Dong Yongyuan wiped his sweat awkwardly, let's be cold when the atmosphere is cold, nightmare meets with the senior officials of the association, and if you don't do anything, it will be harmonious.

"Boss, can you start?" Seeing that neither party was greeted, Dong Yongyuan went directly to the subject.

"Yes, have you found the carrier?" Wu Miaomiao asked.

"Find it, I'll be the carrier." The answer was Sang Tian.

Wu Miaomiao nodded and didn't ask too much. As a qualified middleman, ahem, a wizard, just need to make it clear that the two parties complete the transaction on an equal and voluntary basis, and she won't bother too much about other things.

What's more, she discovered from the time Sang Tian and his wife entered the door that Dong Yongyuan's aunt's body had been eroded by hostility, and if the hostility was not transferred out, she would probably not live for a year.

The fierce ghost that eroded the opponent's body was cruel and vicious, and when he died, he injected his own hostility and resentment into the soul of Sang Tian's wife. With this powerful resentment, even a person who was originally kind and gentle will have a big change in temperament. Looking at her drowsy state, she should have been sealed by some kind of mysterious technique.

"Let's start, baby." Wu Miaomiao shouted back.

"Hahahaha..." A string of hearty laughter suddenly sounded in the studio, frightening everyone except Wu Miaomiao and Ji Lang.

Sang Tian was okay, at least he was a monk who had seen countless ghosts in battles, but frowned. The child Sang Wenhao was also quite calm. Although his face paled and his legs trembled, he quickly stabilized. Dong Yongyuan was the most embarrassed. He was the only one who had seen a cursed doll in it, but he still screamed out of fright.

"What to shout, scared the baby." Wu Miaomiao glared at him.

"..." Dong Yongyuan was aggrieved, who scared whom?

The cursed doll ran over happily with short legs, and stopped in front of Wu Miaomiao. It looked at the three strangers in front of him curiously, and found that they had met for the first time, so he was very polite and laughed again. Again.

Hello~~

The three of them couldn't feel the baby's enthusiastic greeting. At this time, Sang Tian had completely calmed down. He couldn't help but look up at the baby carefully, and after a while, he said in surprise: "This baby's spirit body seems to be a bit mutilated. , Is this the reason?"

"Yes, I'll talk when it's completed." Wu Miao said.

Dong Yongyuan suddenly, it turned out that it was because the spirit body was incomplete and couldn't speak, so he kept laughing.

"Can the spirit body still be supplemented?" As a profound arts master, Sang Tian never knew that there was such a heaven-defying technique.

"Master Sang seems to be very curious about the magic of our witch clan." Wu Miaomiao didn't want to explain too much to the other party.

"Sorry." Sang Tian realized that his question was wrong and immediately apologized.

"Now that the carrier has been confirmed, let's start. First, I need a drop of your blood." Wu Miaomiao handed over the silver needle prepared in advance.

Sang Tian didn't hesitate, he took the silver needle and poked the index finger of his left hand. The action was quick and neat. Before Wu Miaomiao had time to say the price, Sang Tian had already sent the **** finger to her eyes.

"Then what, I forgot to talk about the price." Wu Miaomiao scratched her face awkwardly.

"Yong Yuan told me, one-tenth of his net worth. I came here this time and brought all the cash that I could use." Sang Tian came here this time and made enough preparations.

Dong Yongyuan immediately answered: "Yes, you are stuck with me."

Speaking, Dong Yongyuan took out the card and handed it to Wu Miaomiao.

"One-tenth of his net worth is in there?" It's not Wu Miaomiao's suspicion, mainly because in such a short period of time, even if Sang Tian can estimate all of his net worth, he can't make up so much money at once.

"No, the remaining movable and immovable properties still need to be evaluated. When the evaluation is completed, I will replenish you." One-tenth of the net worth is not an exact value. Moreover, how much a person's total net worth is, may not be clear to that person himself before the assessment.

After hearing this, it seems that you can lie about your wealth and give less money. After all, you have given less, and Wu Miaomiao would not know. But Sang Tian would not do this, one is because his own pride does not allow him to do this kind of deceitful behavior, and the other is that he knows the mystery of the mysterious technique. Wu Miaomiao may not know how much his net worth is, but if the money she has received is enough, she can definitely know through some method.

"Okay, but I still have to remind me as a routine. I will only provide after-sales service after receiving the full payment." Wu Miaomiao's meaning is obvious. If you don't give the money, don't blame me for the invalidation of the contract.

"Don't worry." Sang Tiandao assured.

Only then did Wu Miaomiao accept the bank card with satisfaction, then turned around and handed it to Ji Lang, with a dogged expression on his face: "Miangong, you will be in charge of the money I make."

"..." Ji Lang stared at the surprised gaze of the Sang family, twitched the corner of his mouth and accepted the bank card.

"Okay, let's get started." Wu Miaomiao lowered his head and shouted the doll, "Fabric."

"Hahahaha..." The cursed baby laughed heartily again, with two short hands spread out 180 degrees and circled happily in place, and suddenly raised his head after going around four or five times. Spit out a cloud of black gas.

The black gas slowly spread out in the air, and finally turned into a complicated array.

"Drip your blood in." Wu Miao said silently.

Sang Tian was about to drip blood, but when he looked down, he found that the blood from the finger he had just poked had dried up at this time. There was no way, but he had to poked it again with the silver needle.

Wu Miaomiao looked away with a guilty conscience, she should have negotiated the price before giving the silver needle, so she wouldn't have to poke twice.

Sang Tian squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it towards the center of the formation. The blood dripped down. The moment it touched the formation, a faint red glow appeared. After the red glow, the blood was absorbed.

"Okay." Wu Miaomiao walked over, his palm attached to the formation, "I will activate the contract in a while, and the power of the contract will be connected to you, so don't resist."

"Wait a minute." Sang Tian suddenly shouted to Wu Miaomiao, then turned to look at Dong Yongyuan.

Dong Yongyuan agreed, pointing to the archives room and said, "Uncle, you go behind that door."

Nodded, Sang Tian looked at his son again, "Xiaohao, after I go in, you will remove the charms from your mother. What should you say, you know."

"Yeah." Sang Wenhao had red eyes at this time, but nodded obediently.

Wu Miaomiao raised an eyebrow, apparently the father and son did not tell the parties all the truth. The reason Sang Tian wanted to hide was because he was afraid that the contract would be activated for a while, and his wife would find out that the hostility was transferred to him, so he would disagree.

These two fathers and sons are quite good at taking advantage of the loopholes. The process of signing the contract only emphasizes that the two parties are completely willing to exchange what is to be exchanged. As for the two parties in the transaction, it is not necessary to know who each other is.

Seeing his son nodded, Sang Tian didn't hesitate anymore and turned around and entered the archives room. After he closed the door of the archives room, Sang Wenhao walked to his mother and took out a charm from his mother's clothes.

At the moment the charm was separated from the body, a powerful **** hostility rose into the sky.

Dong Yongyuan's cultivation base was low, and he was immediately retreated three steps in a row by that hostility. And Ji Lang, who had been silent as if he didn't care about anything, couldn't help but look over here. He finally understood the way others looked at him, because the woman in the wheelchair, who had a delicate and weak face, suddenly became gloomy and hideous after the charm was removed.

This kind of hideousness does not mean that her facial features have changed, but a change in temperament, that is, when you look at her, you can feel the feeling of danger and coldness. This is about the appearance of a bad person in the legend.

Do you look like this in the eyes of others? No wonder the ID is checked all the time.

Aunt Dong Yongyuan's closed eyes slowly opened, a flash of blood mixed with anger from the bottom of her eyes, and then was forced down by something. She seemed to look around blankly, and finally set her eyes on her son: "Xiaohao, where is this?"

"Mom, didn't I tell you yesterday? We found a wizard who has a way to take away the hostility from you." Sang Wenhao explained to his mother softly.

"Sorcerer?" Aunt Dong Yongyuan's gaze turned to Wu Miaomiao, and the weird formation that couldn't help rotating under her palm, "Little sister, are you a wizard?"

Wu Miaomiao nodded and said, "I'm about to start casting spells, don't resist for a while."

After reminding, Wu Miaomiao began to run witch power into the formation, and then the formation was activated. The moment the formation was activated, the eyes on the left and right burst into a burst of bright black lights, and then two black lines separated, one after the other connected to Sangtian and his wife.

The moment the black line entered the body, Aunt Dong Yongyuan had a strange feeling in her heart, as if someone was asking her if she would surrender the hostility in her soul.

Of course she is willing. In the past ten years, she has been tortured by this hostility rather than being dead. For nearly 20 hours a day, she was suppressed by spells and fell asleep. She wanted to get rid of her body all the time. Hostile. So almost at the moment when she sensed this problem, she subconsciously agreed.

The formation method sensed Aunt Dong Yongyuan's mind, her eyes lighted up again, and the black thread connecting her began to expand and absorb, and a bit of black and red hostility was pulled out of her soul a little bit.

Seeing this scene, Dong Yongyuan and Sang Wenhao both widened their eyes in surprise, and it was only at this moment that they completely believed that the secret technique of the witch clan could really take away the hostility from the living soul.

As the hostility pulled away, Aunt Dong Yongyuan felt a sense of ease that she had never felt before. The bloodthirsty and irritability that had taken a lot of effort to suppress in the past seemed to disappear in an instant. Then, she discovered the anomaly.

"Xiaohao, where's your father?" Dong Yongyuan's aunt looked around in surprise, without her husband, how could Sang Tian not be there at this time.

"Dad was temporarily called by Chairman Qi." Sang Wenhao said the reasons he had prepared in advance.

"Yes, there are evil cultivators in the sea city. We have not found each other after looking for a long time. Chairman Qi knew that his uncle was here, so he asked him for a temporary help." Dong Yongyuan also agreed and even gave out. A plausible excuse.

Aunt Dong Yongyuan twisted her eyebrows and looked at the other end of the black line: "Who is on the other end?"

Sang Wenhao and Dong Yongyuan froze at the same time, and no one dared to answer the conversation.

"Wizard...little sister, can you tell me who is connected to the other end of the black line?" Aunt Dong Yongyuan asked Wu Miaomiao.

Wu Miaomiao blinked, and saw Dong Yongyuan holding a mobile phone, typing a line with the largest font size, and showing her: [Directly complete the contract. 】

Wu Miaomiao sighed and told the truth: "It's you."

Wu Miaomiao is used to calling Ji Lang Xianggong, and subconsciously uses the word Xianggong when he calls other people's husbands.

"Boss." Dong Yongyuan became anxious at once.

"What are you shouting, haven't you seen the formation stuck?" Wu Miaomiao pointed to the group of hostility floating above the formation, and said, "Your aunt has guessed it a long time ago, and she is suspicious in her heart and is unwilling to complete it. A hostile exchange. I have already said that for a contract to succeed, both parties must voluntarily. Now that one party regrets it, I can’t force a transfer.”

After a pause, Wu Miaomiao emphasized: "However, the money has to be paid."

She has already opened up the formation, and has lost a lot of magic power. No matter whether the contract is completed or not, the intermediary fee will still be collected. The most important thing is that she gave the card to the father-in-law, so how embarrassed to get it back.

Well, this one will be added when discussing the price in the future.