For a moment, the Wumen young master felt that he should think carefully about what Xiang Que said, but at that moment, the six zeros after the number 5 knocked his worries away.
People die for money, and birds die for food. With huge interests, all people can do is throw their lives and blood, but no one will ever care about the consequences.
"Bang Dang" the Wumen young master closed the door, and Xiang Que himself was the only one left outside. He pulled out a cigarette with a little excitement, lit it slowly and smoked silently. After running around for a while, he finally opened the door.
Is the sun coming out of the clouds?
In the room separated by a wall from Xiang Que, the young master from Wumen put Wan Wan on a wooden bed. He first took out his mobile phone, opened the message, and carefully looked at the balance on his bank card. It seemed that it still didn't feel real, and he deliberately
After calling the bank's customer service to confirm again, I let out a heavy breath.
Money is a good thing, but sometimes it is really not a good thing. It can make people lose their reason and judgment. When a person who is originally quite smart gets a windfall, his smartness can be crushed to pieces.
.
"What a windfall, it took no effort at all"
As for whether the curse on this child could be cured, the young master of the Wumen didn't care at all. In modern society, unruly people would appear in remote villages. The young master of the Wumen was actually a village boy and a bully. Emperor Shan Gao of Dahua Yao County was far away.
Poor mountains and rivers
This type of place, because it is an area where the Yao people thrive and live, is basically in a state of autonomy. The officials are all Yao people, and the same is true for the police stations and government agencies, so this place is special and different from other areas.
place.
The Yao people are self-governing. This village boy regards himself as a local emperor. Do I care if I cause trouble here in my own territory?
Quietly looking at the child on the bed, the young master from Wumen showed a grin on his face. He found a piece of yellow paper from the room and spread it on the table. He took out a small knife and gently cut open the finished child.
Use your fingers to squeeze out the blood dripping from your fingers and put it into a bowl.
As if he felt the pain, Wanwan suddenly grinned and started crying. Xiang Que, who was sitting outside smoking, suddenly felt his heart tightening. He quickly stood up and wanted to walk over, but at this time the voice of the young master from the Wu clan came from inside the room.
: "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while"
Xiang Que sat down again, and the young master of Wumen used a wolf brush to dip the blood in the bowl, and wrote on the yellow paper, April 18th, Yihai year, Chenshi, which was the complete birth date.
"Pa" the piece of yellow paper was pasted on the child's body, and the crying stopped abruptly.
Outside the door, when Xiang Que saw that there was no sound of crying, he felt relieved a little and took out another cigarette.
Ten minutes later, inside the room, a scarlet font appeared faintly on Wanwan's forehead.
die!
The word "death" appeared on her forehead three times in a row before disappearing into her body.
"Bang Dang" the young master of the Wumen opened the door and walked out with the child in his arms. Xiang Que stood up nervously and went over to greet him.
"It's not difficult to understand things like witchcraft. If you don't understand it, it will really kill you. For our Wumen, witchcraft is a special skill." The young master of the Wumen handed the child back to Xiang Que.
After Xiang Que took the child, he first looked into her eyes, then frowned and raised his head and asked: "How..."
The young master of the witchcraft clan pointed at the child's eyes and said: "The witchcraft does not dissipate so quickly. We will see the results in a day."
After the Wumen young master finished speaking, he seemed to be worried that Xiang Que was a little worried, so he reminded him: "If you are worried, you can just live in our village. It won't be too late for you to leave after the child recovers."
"Thank you, I'd better go first."
Xiang Que did not suspect the other party's intentions, because there was no enmity between the two parties and he did not need to make any quarrel with him. Another thing, even if there was a conflict before, it was a minor conflict worth mentioning. The two of them bumped into each other while walking.
After scolding each other for a few times, why should we still draw a sword and kill someone?
At this time, Xiang Que was still in a state of chaos and had lost the vigilance he should have had. If, if he was a little more careful, he could tell that there was something wrong with all the details of his transaction with the Wumen young master.
It's a pity that Xiang Que is so focused on his children that he has long lost the judgment he should have.
Now he was led by someone's nose, and Xiang Que, who was always shrewd, did stupid things in his hot head.
Later, Xiang Que left the Yao village.
"Agui, follow him, and if he reacts in any way, you will do this..." The young master of the Wumen ordered as he looked at Xiang Que's leaving figure.
"Master, is it okay if we do this?" Agui asked a little worriedly.
"What can happen? Even if something happens, he has to figure out where he is first," the young master of Wumen said with a faint curl of his lips.
At this time, Xiang Que felt a lot more relaxed both physically and mentally. After everything was over, he felt as if he was debt-free. Yes, the whole problem was a debt that weighed on Xiang Que. He had to pay it back and had to pay it back.
, once the debt is paid, he will be free.
After leaving the Yao Village, we took a boat along the Hongshui River and returned to Yao County. Since it was getting late, we didn't rush back, so we stayed in the county town for one night.
That night, at midnight, Wanwan was still haunted by ghosts.
"One day, maybe tomorrow it will be fine"
After one night, Xiang Que took a bus and left Dahua Yao County for Hechi City, and then took a train back to Nanning.
In the car, Xiang Que and the child were sitting at the back. When the bus got on the national highway, the speed of the bus began to increase slowly, traveling at a speed of about 80 miles.
After suffering for a few days, Xiang Que was exhausted and dozed off drowsily while holding the child in his arms.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Que, who was sitting in the back, suddenly felt the car suddenly stop. A huge force pushed him away. He was thrown directly from the back seat and hit the seat in front of him heavily.
The child fell in the carriage. At the moment when he was about to fall, Xiang Que, who woke up, used his whole body to protect the child.
It was fine after all, but Xiang Que was beaten to pieces.
Their bus was rear-ended. Everyone in the bus was fine. Only Xiang Que and the child who were sitting in the back were injured.
After getting off the bus, Xiang Que's face looked uncertain.
The driver hurriedly ran over and asked: "Is anyone okay? Is the child okay?"
Xiang Dian nodded and said, "Can you go back to the hospital in Yao County and have a look?"
"Can, can, should"
That night, Xiang Que and Wanwan were admitted to the county hospital in Yao County. There was no problem with his injuries. Xiang Que just wanted to see what would happen if one day passed.
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