The priests of the Qiong tribe are lonely and miserable all their lives, and most of them are lonely people, and the eight characters are light and belong to the yin body. When I typed this line, I actually didn't want to admit it in my heart, but you also found out that my master only has a master, and my master only has me. I don't want to think about what will happen to me in the future, I should say, I am running away, escaping this damn fate, at least for now, God is still good to me, I have family, they love me, even though I know that because I have lived by Master's side since I was a child, there is always such a layer of separation from my family, but at least they are still alive. It's far away again, these are the last words.

At that time, there were many tribes, each tribe had its own priests, and the magic of each family was in the same line, some completely disappeared through exchange and integration, and many new factions appeared, and some retained the side details and formed their own faction. The most famous is the Taoist lineage that has been formed by the great fusion, and the witchcraft lineage left by the Jiuli clan. The ancestors of our lineage have left a legacy, and it has developed from generation to generation, and it is quite stable. But when it came to the Qing Dynasty, something happened, and the ancestor at that time accepted a pair of twins as apprentices. But something went wrong in their generation, the two had similar temperaments, and they were both arrogant and unruly people. The difference is that ghosts and blacks are murderous, and they all depend on their mood when they do things, and they are very interested in the evil law that harms people. But my brother is in line with the concept that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, and he helps the villagers solve some things on weekdays, and is interested in the art of saving people and exorcising evil spirits. Ghost Huang doesn't want his brother to cast evil spells to do something that damages yin morality, and Ghost Black thinks that his brother is a coward who shrinks his hands and feet, and it's annoying to watch all day long. Later, the master of the two died, and the contradiction between the two became bigger and bigger, and after a fierce quarrel, the ghost black took the evil magic left by the master and walked away, establishing the black line. With a few memories, the ghost desolate perfected the chapter of evil arts, but because he didn't like evil arts, he left a little pity, and slowly became a yellow vein.

To put it bluntly, hundreds of years ago, we were in the same vein as the black evil. Today, I saw the secret evil art on Wang Yun, and the master realized it for the first time, it should be the heir of the black lineage, and I heard Wang Yun say that the company competing with him is the company in Hong Kong that goes north. No wonder I haven't heard from them for so many years, it turned out that I went to Hong Kong, and in recent years, Hong Kong has returned to the motherland, and many companies have come to the mainland to invest.

"Seventh uncle, seventh uncle, can I still save this? Uncle Seven? Uncle Seven? But Wang Yun saw that the master was silent for a while, his brows were still locked, and he was worried that he was afraid that he would be hopeless, so he couldn't help but ask out loud. After coming back to his senses, the master waved his hand, no matter how many of him was, the soldiers would block him, and the water would cover it, maybe people didn't remember that there was still a Huang Sha vein. At present, I want to offend this black heir, you know, the magic of breaking people is a great enemy, because when the magic is broken, the person who does the magic will be counterattacked. "Xiao Yun, you don't have to worry, this seventh uncle has the method to crack it, and it will definitely save your life. It's just that this hour is not the time to do it, come and come, first accompany Uncle Seven to eat something, wait for me to prepare something, and when the time comes, the practice is it.

Hearing what the master said, Wang Yun also knew that it was useless to be anxious, and he was sent to rest by the master after eating something with him safely. The Master was there and didn't know what to fiddle with. Wang Yunzhong's evil art is called "Three Evils" in the record. The caster first takes three corpses, burns the chin of the corpse with white wax, and collects it when the oil drips, and what he gets is corpse oil. After collecting three drops, you can get some hair, nails, and yellow talismans that record the birth date of the person who wants to curse, burn them into powder, mix them with their middle finger blood, and finally draw talismans with this blood, and make a spell. Three red moles slowly appeared behind the ears of the person who was treated, and the essence and blood of the person were absorbed every day. Modern machines can't check it out, at most it's tea until you're a little anemic, but people are slowly emaciated, the whole body is cold and weak, lifeless, and after boiling for seven or four hundred and forty-nine days, it's all over the place.

The only difference is that the corpse oil is replaced with the three red moles behind Wang Yun's ears, and when you prick it with a needle, a drop of bright red blood that does not look like human blood will flow out, and three red moles will take out three drops of blood. Add hair, nails, and birth talismans, mixed with the blood of the master's middle finger, and draw the talisman backwards at this hour, and after the talisman is completed, burn it immediately, and the spell will be solved. If you go back to take good care of your body and replenish your blood, there will be no major problems. I explained to Wang Yun again, and went back to check the people around me, the hair is good, and the nails are rarely available, so it must be the people who clean the house who paid attention to help pick them up. Hair, nails and teeth can not be thrown around, now people do not pay attention to these, in fact, many of the customs of the ancients have some sayings, the general evil magic casting, with the help of these things, by people with a heart, harm that is impossible to prevent.

Here, the master unleashed the spell, and over there, in the hotel not far away, a middle-aged man spat out blood with a "poof", stretched out his hand and took out a talisman from his arms, watching the talisman slowly turn into ashes between his fingers, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, his eyes were dark and unclear. Sure enough, is it a person of the Yellow Evil line? He clapped his hands and turned around and walked towards Master's house.

Squeak, the sound of the door being pushed open, don t look at the mantra just now said that it was easy, in fact, it was very consuming of mind and energy, and the master was about to rest, and he looked at the sound when he heard it. A small, middle-aged man who is black and thin, there is nothing particularly outstanding, the only thing that makes people unforgettable is his shining eyes. As soon as Wang Yun saw this person, he shouted: "Why are you!" ”

"Do you know Yun boy?" The master turned his head sideways and asked, this person is not simple. "Yes, Uncle Seven, this person often follows my opponent, but he doesn't look like a subordinate, my opponent respects this person very much. I often hear him called 'master', could it be that he is the one who spells me? Wang Yun whispered in the master's ear.

The master has a bottom in his heart, and the heir of the black evil is probably the one in front of him. "In the seventh ghost of the lower ghost, I don't know why your Excellency came to my humble house?" The master punched the man in front of him, who seemed to be friend or foe. "Ghost Fox, let's take a look at the current heirs of the Huang Sha lineage. It's not bad, it can also break my spell, since it's a descendant of Huang Sha, I'll let this kid go, and I won't shoot at him again in the future. After the man who called himself the ghost fox said this, he stopped and squinted at the master. Don't say anything about the origin of the same sect, the Ming people don't say dark words, why are you selling me this face? ”

Hearing what the master said so politely, the ghost fox laughed out loud. "A good person doesn't say dark words, don't forget the legend that we have left for generations, that day is coming again in sixteen years, we need to cooperate, the old and the old can encounter such a big event, it is also the great luck of you and me, I don't want to be absent when the time comes." After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

The master looked at the man's back, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to interrupt Wang Yun's curiosity, and walked back to the bedroom.