I asked, "Why is it so expensive?" and Azan Budan said that he would only charge 100,000 baht himself, but I'm afraid JOKE and the other black-clad azan wouldn't be so talkative. After all, this is different from doing evil spirits for ordinary customers such as evil spirits and ghosts, and it is to completely eliminate yin qi for those who cultivate yin for themselves. That is to say, to eliminate all the black magic yin spells cultivated in his body, it will take a lot of mana, and the three Azan may have to be blessed for seven or eight consecutive days before they can do it, so it is expensive.

Telling Mr. Jiang, I could see him smiling in the rearview mirror of the car, and that smile was very complicated, as if he had seen through some trick and showed a smug smile. I thought to myself, Mr. Jiang must have felt that we were going to take the opportunity to slaughter him, and he was keenly aware of it. So, I won't talk about it anymore.

At Mr. Jiang's home, we saw his cousin tied to the bed. It seems that this man has gone crazy, his face is full of saliva and snot, his body is also very dirty, and there is no one to take care of him at home. I asked, "Why is no one looking at him? What if he breaks free from the rope and smashes things in the house, and he runs out and hurts someone?"

"There's no way," Mr. Jiang spread his hands helplessly, "My wife lives in her mother's house and doesn't come back, and my cousin's family is scared to see him like this, and I also said that I will solve it myself, and they don't dare to approach." ”

I said, "You are really a troublemaker, you have nothing to do but practice Southeast Asian witchcraft, throw in 200,000 or so don't say anything, and make a mess of the family, and you can't advise your cousin to do the same, can't you stop?" Mr. Jiang was very angry, and said that I am standing on the edge of the cliff now, and I must cross this single-plank bridge, and I must not retreat, otherwise I will not let people die of laughter.

Kaohsiung smoked a cigarette and snorted: "It's better to make people laugh to death than to let the yin spirit die, right? If you mess around like this again, you will not only pit yourself but also others! Since you are also a person who has spent time in Thailand, you should know that the yin spirit and black witchcraft are powerful, can everyone get it? There are so many taboos in cultivating the black law, how many have you observed? Look at Azambudan, he has been cultivating the Fa since he was a teenager, and he has to tattoo so many Yin spells on his body to suppress the evil spirits, you, an ordinary person, dare to use the black method to bless the Yin Spirit after more than two years of cultivation, it is really courageous!"

Mr. Jiang didn't say anything by him, I said let's get down to business, and I'll talk about anything else later. Azambudan came to the bedroom and stood in front of the bed. Mr. Jiang's cousin was lying on his back on the bed, his hands tied to the head of the bed with ropes, and his feet were also tied to the opposite table legs and doorknobs. He was panting, his face dirty, his eyes blank, and he looked pitiful. Azambudan began to cast a spell, and Cousin Jiang suddenly laughed, and his body bounced violently, like a live shrimp in a frying pan. The snot bubbles outward, and the corners of the mouth are drooling.

"Look at your cousin, what you've been tossing about, don't you feel guilty?" I asked.

Mr. Jiang said: "Of course I feel distressed, this is my own cousin! But I am also out of kindness, I hope that he can be blessed by the evil card and get rich and promoted!" Kaohsiung snorted, saying that you are out of selfishness, you want to use your relatives as a test field, if you succeed, it will be a live advertisement in front of other relatives and friends, and they will all find you to cast spells in the future, so that you can make a fortune is true.

This may have touched Mr. Jiang's weakness, and he straightened his face: "This is my own business, can you solve my cousin's yin spirit?" Kaohsiung smiled and said that since we are here, we can do things, Azanbudan continued to cast the spell, and after a few minutes, he said to us, he had already communicated with the female yin spirit surnamed Xia just now, and it must be the descendant of the man surnamed Zheng.

"Isn't that nonsense?" said Mr. Jiang, "If that's the case, then what's the use of me spending money to hire a mage from Thailand!" Kaohsiung said that Master Fa is neither a Bodhisattva nor a Buddha, and it is impossible to get Yin Ling to listen to everything here, but Master Azan can find a solution to the problem, and you can't find it.

Mr. Jiang said, "Why can't I find it?" I already knew what this woman surnamed Xia thought, but I couldn't do it. "Kaohsiung thought about it and said that after solving your cousin's matter, we will go to the countryside to have a look, and then ask Mr. Jiang to prepare more offerings, incense, candles, paper money, ingots and other things. At midnight, Azanbudan took the evil card that Mr. Jiang brought back from Thailand, and blessed it with a yin spell again, and his ghost king sect mantra was naturally not comparable to the miscellaneous yin mantras that Mr. Jiang learned, and successfully imprisoned the yin spirit of the woman surnamed Xia again and attached it to the Buddha card.

The next day, Kaohsiung asked Mr. Chiang to call his cousin's family and take him home to recuperate. Here we have to set off at once, to the cemetery in the countryside. Mr. Jiang drove the three of us to the countryside southwest of Jingdezhen City, where Mr. Jiang rented a vacant house to practice the Fa. After inquiring in the village first, Mr. Jiang asked the seventy or eighty-year-old villagers if they could remember where the Yunnan wife who was beaten to death by Lao Zheng 30 years ago was buried.

"It's probably right behind my father's grave. An old man recalled. They all asked us why we were inquiring about this, and Mr. Jiang had already discussed with us the rhetoric, and said that he was working in the village for a while, and he had no inspiration to wander out at night, so he walked to the cemetery at the back of the village. Sitting under the tree and falling asleep, I dreamed that there was a Yunnan woman who claimed to be surnamed Xia, saying that she had been beaten to death by her husband for 30 years, and she was unwilling, hoping to be reincarnated and take revenge.

Hearing this, several old villagers were all stunned, Mr. Jiang is not a local, the last time he asked the villagers about the woman surnamed Xia, these old villagers were a little suspicious, but they didn't expect it to be like this. They looked at each other, and an old villager said, "She still wants to take revenge, isn't that a ghost trying to haunt people?" Lao Zheng never got married after killing that Yunnan wife, so she didn't have any children. His younger brother is now seventy years old, and his children and grandchildren are all complete, but can this account be counted on Lao Zheng's head?"

I pointed to Azambudan: "This is a mage we brought in from Thailand, and this is what we have brought in to solve this kind of problem. When they heard that they were from Thailand, several villagers were in awe and asked what to do. It seems that these peasants are still more afraid of this kind of thing, so I asked them to be stable first, and then wait until we go to the grave of the woman surnamed Naxia in the evening to bless them.

An old villager vacated a room in his house and let the four of us live there temporarily. His three sons all work in the county and city, and there is only his wife and two young grandsons at home. The news went quickly, and within half a day, almost the whole village knew about it. In the evening, when we were about to have dinner with this old villager, a few people came, and the old villager immediately recognized that it was the younger brother of Lao Zheng, who had killed his wife in Yunnan. We told the truth, but we just hid Mr. Jiang's own cultivation of the Fa, and only said that the woman surnamed Xia entrusted him with a dream and asked him to help take revenge, otherwise it would make everyone feel bad.