After all the talismans were burned, Wucha took out a copper coin from the pocket he brought with a frosty expression.
"This is the Daqi Tongbao left by my grandfather. It was handed down from our ancestors. It has been consecrated a long time ago. It is a magic weapon to suppress evil. Miss Lin's situation is a bit complicated, and I can't find any good solution for the moment.
The only way is to use this thing to relieve her symptoms."
Hearing Wucha's words, Lin Baoguo nodded and said nothing, but when he saw Wucha again, there was a look of admiration in his eyes. He knew that what he just said was indeed a bit abrupt, talking to the young man in front of him.
Money is indeed too sentimental. Not to mention anything else, just the Da Qitong Bao in the hands of the young man in front of me. There are only a few of them left in the country. They are marked priceless in various collections of books. This
Lin Baoguo didn't dare to say how much this thing was worth, but tens of millions was not a problem. The fact that the other party handled tens of millions of things so casually showed how magnanimous the other party was.
While Wucha was talking, he took out another piece of yellow talisman paper, then bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he used the blood to draw a talisman on the talisman paper. While he was drawing, he still spoke plausibly.
After that, Wu Cha roared suddenly again, and then, Ye Huang and Lin Baoguo saw that the spell drawn by Wu Cha seemed to be alive, and the originally blurry spell on it showed bright red tracks.
After finishing all this, Wucha seemed to have spent a lot of energy. He wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and said: "This is my first time to do this. Fortunately, I succeeded, otherwise I would have vomited the blood today."
Already."
Smiling at the two of them, Wucha didn't dare to be careless. He turned around and immediately put the talisman in his hand on Lin Anqi's belly button. Strangely enough, just as Wucha put the talisman
After the paper was pasted, Lin Anqi, who was still squirming all over, stopped instantly.
Standing in the distance, Ye Huang and Lin Baoguo saw wisps of cold mist rising from Lin Anqi's body.
Ignoring Lin Baoguo's wide-eyed eyes, Wucha carefully placed the Daqi Tongbao on Lin Anqi's head, and then chanted a spell again. After a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.
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"There's nothing to do for now, let's go out and talk first."
Seeing that his granddaughter's face looked a little better now, Lin Baoguo felt a little calmer and nodded before turning around and walking out.
When the three of them arrived in the hall, Nangong Qingyin and the others immediately stood up.
"How's it going?" Nangong Qingyin, who was standing in front and was overflowing with sympathy, asked with an anxious look on his face.
"The situation is a bit complicated, let's sit down and talk about it." In fact, Ye Huang was not very clear about the specific situation. He could only sit down and ask Wucharin what kind of thing Anqi had been hit by.
Seeing what Ye Huang said, Nangong Qingyin nodded and sat down, while Xing Tian and Lao Xing also gathered around.
"Master Wucha, is it clear now what happened to my granddaughter?" Lin Baoguo asked with worry on his face.
However, after Lin Baoguo asked, Wucha did not answer directly. He looked around and stared at the servants around him.
"Oh... these are my servants. They have been with me for more than ten years. They are not in the way." Lin Baoguo said with a relieved look on his servants.
But after he said this, Wu Cha's brows furrowed, and Ye Huang naturally saw it clearly.
"Grandpa Lin, I think you'd better let them avoid it for a while. It's better if fewer people know about some things."
"Okay, Oubei, let everyone go out and leave the villa. You can watch from outside." Seeing both Ye Huang and Wu Cha saying this, Lin Baoguo naturally stopped saying anything and ordered quickly.
"Yes, sir." After nodding, the housekeeper Oubei winked at the crowd. Five or six servants in the room all walked out, but Wu Ma remained standing there.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Ye immediately frowned.
"Oh, Mother Wu is not an outsider. She has taken care of An Qi since she was ten years old. It's okay." Lin Baoguo said to Wu Cha and Ye Huang again at this time.
"Mr. Ye, An Qi was brought up by me and we are as close as mother and daughter. Please let me listen." Mother Wu next to her sobbed in time.
However, Ye Huang didn't have much reaction to the latter's crying. In Ye Huang's subconscious, some of the behaviors of Wu Ma in front of him were a bit artificial. Of course, other people may not be able to see this situation, but for being a killer
Ye Huang's keen sense of smell will always find something unusual.
"You can listen, but you'd better not tell anyone. This is about whether Miss Lin can be rescued!"
"Yes, yes, I will definitely keep it a secret." The latter nodded repeatedly.
"Well!" Wucha originally asked everyone to go out just to keep the secret. Now that everyone has said so, he has no reason to say anything anymore. He pondered for a moment.
"Mr. Lin, I would like to ask you, have you offended anyone in recent years, or have you been a powerful Feng Shui master or Onmyoji master?"
"Offend Feng Shui masters and Onmyoji masters? No, before An Qi was like this, I had never dealt with such a person, except for the real person who went to Longhu Mountain in Jianghu a few years ago." After hearing what Wucha said,
Lin Baoguo was immediately confused.
Most of the circles he usually interacts with are people of the Hong Kong generation, or some high-ranking officials in Yanjing. As for people like Feng Shui masters and Onmyoji masters, he has never thought of knowing them.
"That's strange. Such a domineering chain of tactics would be used on Miss Lin. If there wasn't a deep hatred, it would be impossible..." Wucha frowned and muttered.
"Serial bureau!" As soon as Wu Cha said these words, Ye Huang, Xing Tian and Lao Xing all gasped and said in unison.
"Wucha, are you sure?" Ye Huang asked again.
"You can't be wrong, at least for more than three games. I haven't looked carefully at other places, so it's a bit troublesome." Wucha nodded and said with confidence.
"How much hatred is there, using a serial tactic on a little girl, this damn girl simply doesn't give anyone a chance to survive." Lao Xing said with some stuttering.
You must know that when Gao Hu was hit by a soul-inducing spell, everyone was running around for two or three days. Now there is a chain of events, and judging from Wu Cha's uneasy expression, it is estimated that this matter will be more difficult than if he didn't know it at that time.
How many times?
"No matter how much hatred there is, if we find out the mastermind behind the scenes, he will die a good death..." Ye Huang gritted his teeth and said coldly.
