"Xiaojie, don't worry, these two are masters invited by your mother, and they can cure your illness." Li Fang comforted her daughter.

"But they're so young, and they're all girls." Wang Xiaojie pouted: "Those masters are so old. ”

"Who says you have to be old to have the ability?" Yuan Ke is very depressed, isn't this looking down on himself in disguise!

"I'm sorry, Miss Ke'er, my daughter is young and ignorant." Li Fang's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly apologized.

"It's fine." Yuan Ke shook her head, she was not the kind of person with a small belly, and then glanced at Wang Xiaojie carefully, and said, "Aunt Li, what is your daughter's birthday?" ”

"She was born at ten o'clock in the morning on May 2, '94." Although she didn't know what to do with her birthday, Li Fang still answered.

"Sure enough......" Yuan Ke suddenly brightened up when he heard her birthday, "Your daughter is a pure yin body, and there is a great temptation for some people who practice evil arts. If my calculation is correct, that secret person is because of the evil fire attacking the heart, so he ingested your daughter's soul to suppress it, and at the same time improve his own cultivation. ”

Hearing this, Li Fang was silent, although she didn't quite understand what Yuan Ke said, but when her daughter was born, she asked the fortune teller to calculate, and the person said that her daughter had a special physique and was easy to be targeted by some masters, so she was careful.

She always thought it was just the charlatan's nonsense, but she didn't expect it to come true.

"Aunt Li, after I helped her lower her head, don't take her to other places during this time, otherwise she will be worried about her life."

"Okay, Miss Ke'er, whatever you say, I'll do what you say."

How dare Li Fang ink again? After comforting her daughter, she immediately left the room.

"Friend, you just have to close your eyes for a while, no matter what you sense, don't open your eyes, you know?" Watching Li Fang leave the room, Yuan Ke turned to Wang Xiaojie and said.

Wang Xiaojie nodded silently, but she was very obedient.

Yuan Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and spread out cinnabar ink, yellow paper, and yellow incense.

It takes a few steps to draw a talisman, but Yuan Ke has already omitted many steps, otherwise it would take several days just to draw a talisman, and at that time, Wang Xiaojie's three souls and seven spirits would probably have been hooked away.

Bathing and everything have been omitted, but burning incense is still inevitable, and seriously lit the three sticks of incense, Yuan Ke removed the cinnabar ink and began to sketch on the yellow paper.

Drawing talismans should pay attention to the unity of mind and mind, and no one should disturb them, which is why she let Li Fang out.

As Wang Xiaojie's mother, it is estimated that she may be able to speak out when she sees anything.

As for Mo Xixue, the two have been cooperating for a long time and know what to do and what not to do.

Reading something in his mouth, Yuan Ke quickly waved his pen, from the beginning of the charm to the end of the charm in one go.

Wang Xiaojie just looked at her quietly, without squeaking.

Mo Xixueqiao's face was also full of curiosity, and it was the first time she had seen Yuan Ke draw a talisman.

"Close your eyes, remember, you must not open them without my orders, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted, and the gods will not be saved!" Picking up the drawn talisman, Yuan Ke looked at Wang Xiaojie, and his tone was very serious, after all, it was a matter of life and death.

Wang Xiaojie was very obedient, nodded and closed her eyes.

"Anger returns, dead breath disperses ......"

Yuan Ke quickly read something obscure, and saw that when she recited the incantation, the talisman in her hand was trembling slightly, as if she was alive.

And in the whole room, a gust of wind quickly rolled up, blowing the yellow paper on the table.

Just as she finished reciting the spell for the first time, she hurriedly said again: "Cher, open the window!" ”

When Mo Xixue heard this, she didn't hesitate, quickly swept to the window, and opened the window.

"Woo-woo-"

Suddenly, a violent wind blew in from the window, blowing Wang Xiaojie's long hair messily on her body.

"Don't open your eyes!"

Looking at Wang Xiaojie's slightly blinking eyelashes, Yuan Ke was extremely nervous in his heart.

She is now at the most critical moment of spell casting, if Wang Xiaojie opens her eyes, not only will the spell be broken, her soul will go directly out of her body, and even Yuan Ke herself will be counterattacked.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaojie obediently did not open her eyes, and the stone in Yuan Ke's heart finally landed.

As soon as the wind passed, the room became quiet, and Yuan Ke recited the spell again, intending to recover Wang Xiaojie's lost soul.

As she chanted, a black shadow appeared on Wang Xiaojie's body, and the black shadow kept tugging at the center of her eyebrows, and a vague mass was separating from her body with the black shadow.

Yuan Ke knew that the black shadow was the head lowering, and the phantom was her heavenly soul.

Yuan Ke stared at the black shadow tightly, and the more she recited the mantra, the faster she recited, and finally, after reciting it for the third time, she shouted: "Close!" ”

Suddenly, the soul attraction talisman in his hand quickly flew out, spontaneously combusted in the air, and a spirit shot out immediately.

The essence was like electricity, and it quickly swept towards the black shadow, only to hear a bang, the essence cut off the black shadow at once, and the black shadow suddenly moved, and gradually dissipated after struggling twice.

As the black shadow dissipated, a gust of wind rolled up in the room again, and Yuan Ke saw that something suddenly floated into the window and flew into Wang Xiaojie's body.

The vague thing that was about to escape also returned to her body with the shadow that flew in.

The head is broken!

Wang Xiaojie's soul also returned to her body.

At the moment when Yuan Ke broke the head-lowering technique, in a suburb somewhere, in an ordinary house.

A middle-aged man sat upright in the room, his hands clasped together, and an arc of light appeared between his palms, and in the arc, a bit of transparency was constantly undulating.

Suddenly, the arc light dimmed, and then exploded with a "bang".

At the moment when the arc light exploded, the middle-aged man's expression darkened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof!"

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became very pale, like a zombie.

"My head-lowering technique was actually broken, impossible, absolutely impossible! Ahem......"

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and his speech trembled a little, so much so that he coughed violently.

"Those old guys are all in retreat, it won't be them, then, there will be only the inland left, but in the inland area, there are still people who can crack my head-lowering technique? Could it be those people in Hongyu Mountain? It's impossible, Hongyu Mountain is over, except for Hongyu Lao Dao, no one else has the ability to break my head! Who the hell is it! The middle-aged man shook his head, feeling that this matter was a bit.

"Oka Ning!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man shouted, and the door of the house immediately opened, and a young man of about thirty years old entered.

The man was emaciated, sallow-complexion, and looked like a man who had been ill for a long time.

"Master, what are you looking for from me?" Oka Ning's speech was dry, not like the tone of a normal person's voice.

However, when he saw the mouthful of blood in front of the middle-aged man, his face changed slightly: "Master, who injured you?" ”