Chapter 470: Her Evil Arts

Lying on the bed, I couldn't figure out why Luo Li would bow her head, and who could she offend? I had two guesses in my heart, one was the customers who were offended after opening the Buddha brand shop, such as Niu Feng who played rock 'n' roll, the old merchant who lived downstairs from me, the necrophile at the Jingbei funeral home, and the friends of Brother Pu in Shenyang. But I don't think it makes sense, if these people want to find trouble, the target should be me instead of Luo Li.

And the second object of my suspicion is Xinla.

In fact, I know very well that she has long regarded me as an official boyfriend, but I haven't made it public to my relatives and friends. And Luo Li may be interesting to me, she knows that I am with Xinla in Thailand several times, and it is inevitable that she is a little unhappy. The last time I had dinner in Thailand, what she said was even more flavorful, and it was also very ugly, which made Xinla very unhappy. Later, Xinla took the initiative to invite Luo Li to her house for the night, I thought she was ignoring her past suspicions, but now it seems that she may be looking for an opportunity to collect materials and secretly rectify Luo Li.

Although I feel good about Xinla, the first thing I suspect when something happens happens is her. And I think that if the investigation is really her doing, I will definitely not give up. At this point, I still subconsciously tend to protect Luo Li.

In the evening, I couldn't help but call Xinla and tell her that Luo Li had a strange illness that could not be cured, and that the doctor issued a critical illness notice that she might not survive these three days.

Xinla was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it really that serious?" I said, of course, all the major hospitals in Beijing have been searched, and they can't find out the cause, and they can't detect the virus.

"Could it be some kind of evil?" asked Xinla. I said how could you suddenly get an evil disease, Xinla said that you have been a card dealer for more than two years, haven't you seen the head of the middle, you can find Master Azan to Beijing to try to solve it.

I replied, "I'll tell you the truth, I've already looked for Master Azanbudan who lives in Bangkok, he is the apprentice of the Penang Ghost King, and he knows the Ghost King's mantra, but he can't solve it." ”

"This can't be!" Xinla blurted out, and immediately said, "I mean, could it be that the master you are looking for is not good at mana, and then find someone who really has mana, let Boss Gao find it, he has been in Thailand for many years, and he must know each other!" Xinla's voice was a little anxious, but from what she said just now, I could already guess eighty percent.

So, I said to her, "I know that you have found someone to fall this head." ”

There was a long silence on the microphone, and after a while, Xinla said: "I didn't want to harm her life, it was just a very ordinary head reduction, the master who fell was a native of Wuwen, called Azancharun, I don't know what kind of spell he used, you go and ask Kaohsiung right now, maybe he can find out!" I hung up the phone, my mood was very complicated, I thought it would take a lot of effort to investigate this matter, but I didn't expect Xinla to admit it so quickly, indicating that she didn't plan to hide it from me at all.

Anyway, this behavior made me angry and even scared. The devil knows where Xinla got this Azancharon, even if Luo Li did too much, even if she hated Luo Li very much, she shouldn't use this method. Once I was so busy that I didn't think about it, wouldn't Luo Li's life really be ruined?

Three days later, Luo Li called me and said that she was basically fine, but she was still a little fluttery when she walked, but it was fine. I texted Xinla and told her about Luo Li, and finally said, "I don't want to see you again, it's impossible between us, goodbye." "Xinla didn't reply, and since then, I haven't heard from Xinla, and I haven't seen her again during my years in Bangkok, as if she had left Bangkok as if I had never known her. After a few days, Luo Li returned to Beijing, and she seemed to have a big opinion of me, always stretching her face towards me. Sitting in the rest area to eat at noon, mentioning the matter of Xinla, Xiao Feng said that it was not instructed by Brother Tian, you can't blame him.

Luo Li snorted: "Yes, I still have to thank him, if it weren't for Boss Tian's help, maybe I would have been reincarnated earlier." Listening to her yin and yang sarcasm, I just smiled and said nothing. In the afternoon, Luo Li took her dirty clothes to the bathroom and threw them in the washing machine, Xiao Feng took the opportunity to whisper to me in the store, that matter has nothing to do with me, but why Sister Luo Li is so sarcastic I don't fight back.

"In the past, I might have turned against it, but not now. I told Xiao Feng, "That night, Mr. Feng and Luo Li's parents were in the corridor to talk to the doctor about the transfer, and I was the only one in the ward. Luo Li's face and lips are completely bloodless, have you ever seen a dead person?"

Xiao Feng shook his head and said no.

I took a sip of tea and said, "I've seen it, but I've never seen the bodies of relatives and friends, and at that time I was thinking that Luo Li's appearance now should be what she looked like after she died." It made me feel very frightened, not horror, but fear. Because I was thinking that I might never see her again, that kind of fear, I was very scared. My hands were shaking and I couldn't stop it. Listening to my words, Xiao Feng was silent, maybe she didn't understand it, but she should be able to understand what I felt at the time.

"So, I'm fine with whatever she says now," I said with a laugh, "as long as she's alive." Xiao Feng also laughed, and said Isn't it, there is everything when you are alive, and nothing when you die.

In the evening, I kept thinking about the scene when I was dating Xinla, and I didn't know what she thought, whether it was because Luo Li said something with a taste of * during the dinner that day, or if Xinla saw that I didn't officially introduce her identity. But anyway, the words my mother said on the phone before still reminded me of it again. She said that foreigners have bad eyes, of course, this sentence is a bit extreme, but in this matter, it actually has some relevance.

Evil arts are rife in Southeast Asia, otherwise people like me and Kaohsiung wouldn't be able to make money. In those countries, many people wear Buddhist cards to make offerings to Kuman, and if they suffer from strange diseases, the first thing they think about is whether they have hit ghosts and evil spirits, or have been left to be bowed. Even if you don't have a bad heart, if you hate others very much and don't dare to use a knife or a gun, you will inevitably think of using evil magic to solve it, and Xinla is. I'm sure she's never been exposed to anything like that before, but now she's nice to me, and she's at odds with Lori, maybe not that serious in my eyes, but in Xinla's eyes, it's probably unbearable anger.

My concern is that even if I marry her regardless of my previous suspicions, if there are any contradictions in the future, even problems that are difficult to reconcile, such as the relationship between the two has broken down, will Xinla also use this evil art against me at that time?