"You let go of me!" I was already anxious, but Xie Wanhua still grabbed my hand and didn't let go, "Xie Wanhua, if you don't let go, you're welcome!" ”

"No! I can't let you ruin my sister's relics! Xie Wanhua's eyes were clouded with a layer of fog.

"Lao Du, if you don't stop it, be careful that I beat people!" I know that now is not the time to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and I don't have time to explain anything to Xie Wanhua, if she doesn't let go, I can only throw people away.

Lao Du was also anxious: "Xiaohua, you let go of your hand first......"

When Lao Du came over to persuade Xie Wanhua, a wisp of green smoke suddenly came out of the diary under my left hand, and a trace of spark faintly appeared on the corner of the paper.

In a hurry, I let go of my right hand, let the dagger fall to the table, my left hand followed up, reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, turned the blade, and stabbed into the position of the header of the diary, my right hand broke away Xie Wanhua, and then sank downward, pressing the footer, and the left hand suddenly picked up, and cut off the header on the diary.

No sooner had I slashed through the diary than a dark green fire erupted from the page. The moment the dazzling flames rushed into the air, I followed with a backhand palm, suppressed the leaping flames and slapped them straight down on the table.

The muffled sound of my palm hitting the tabletop erupted, and the green fire rolled down my palm in all directions, and the consultation room, which was as bright as day, was suddenly dyed with a strange layer of green.

Xie Wanhua screamed at this time: "Wu Zhao, you destroyed my sister's relics!" ”

"When I'm doing something, you'd better not interfere!" I raised my palm with a cold snort, revealing a burned corner of the diary underneath.

The pages of the diary have been burned open, but the main contents have been preserved intact.

Xie Wanhua stammered, "This ...... What's going on? I saw ......"

I said in a deep voice, "I'll tell you again, the things you know aren't even the skin of the arcane, and no matter what I do, you'd better not get in the way." ”

Xie Wanhua argued: "I'm just here to save ......"

I didn't wait for her to finish before forcibly interrupting the other party: "I will be responsible for everything I do." However, there are some things that you can't be responsible for. You'd better understand what I mean. ”

"You're using strong words!" Xie Wanhua said sharply, "If you really let you destroy the diary, how can you be responsible?" Can you turn the diary back again? ”

"Alright!" Lao Du hurriedly started a round, "Everyone is for the case, let's take a step back!" Xiao Wu, what's going on with the diary? ”

"Someone banned the diary." I took the dagger again, pressed the blade against the header of the other page of the journal, and gently raised it horizontally. Soon, a piece of paper only one or two centimeters wide was picked off with a knife, and a hair sandwiched between the note and the diary appeared in front of us.

Lao Du was surprised: "What is this?" ”

I pressed my dagger to my hair and whispered, "I don't dare to jump to conclusions now. Do you have microscopes here? Or a magnifying glass with a large magnification will do. ”

"I've got it here." Xie Wanhua took out a magnifying glass from the consultation room and handed it to me.

When I put the hair under the lenses, it quickly revealed a strange string of symbols: "Sure enough, it's a spell." Lao Du, your deceased wife is a master of art? ”

"No, absolutely not!" Lao Du shook his head and said, "Wan Qiao's family is a scholarly family, and my parents-in-law are both senior teachers, especially disgusted with feng shui and fate, she can't be a warlock." ”

I looked at Xie Wanhua, who also nodded and said, "Brother-in-law is right, my parents have reached the point of hating those things, and even have a lot of criticism about religious people. My sister couldn't have been a warlock, and she couldn't have learned those things. ”

"That's weird." I pointed to the hair and said, "This kind of thing is called a hair spell, and it is an extremely advanced secret art, and the inheritance has always been passed down in the south, and few people in the north have dabbled in it. If it weren't for the fact that my grandfather had met a master of the southern sorcery in his early years, I wouldn't have thought that this was a spell. ”

Spells, called spells, are very different from spells in the usual sense, and even far from them.

Many people know that people who are good at cursing can cast spells through their hair, skin, blood, and even clothing, and kill people. As long as the master of spells gets the target's hair, the target will definitely die. This spell is also known as the Hair Skin Charm.

The spell was issued, but it was the master of the magic path who refined a part of his body into a talisman. To put it simply, the caster uses the means of miniature carving to engrave the spell on his hair, and nourishes the spell with his own qi and blood.

However, spelling is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also requires the nourishment of the practitioner's hard work, so the spell is not widely spread.

After listening to my explanation, Lao Du couldn't help but shake his head and said, "That's even more impossible." My father-in-law and mother-in-law are both northerners, and they have never left the Northeast, and they have no relatives in the South, so it is impossible for Wanqiao to have learned spells. ”

The inheritance of the art has always been mysterious, and it is not something that can be learned overnight. I studied for a full twelve years before I dared to become a teacher, and if Lao Du's deceased wife hadn't practiced mantras since she was a child, she would not have been able to use the secret method so skillfully, and besides, it was impossible for her to completely hide the process of learning the art from others.

I still didn't give up and said: "Lao Du, think about it carefully, is your wife's face a little pale, at first glance a little sick, or soft and weak, and she especially likes to bask in the sun?" ”

People who make good use of spells will definitely look sick at first glance because they need to expend their own efforts.

"It's not." Lao Du said, "Although Wanqiao doesn't like sports very much, she is very healthy, and she has never been in the same situation as you said." ”

"That's weird! Where did these spells come from? I pointed to the diary and said, "The spell in the diary is obviously to protect the content recorded by Xie Wanqiao, and the technique is very clever, even to the point of one spell and three methods." ”

Generally speaking, a spell or rune can only focus on one effect, otherwise it will reduce its effect, and the more advanced the spell, the more single the effect will be, and the stronger the power.

For example, the amulet is mainly to protect the body, followed by warding off evil spirits, and the effect of blessing and fortune is secondary. The more it works, the less effective it is. That's why some people are haunted by ghosts even though they wear amulets.

But there is an exception to everything. Some masters can use different methods to make the effect of runes and spells equal. Or take the amulet as an example, a talisman has the three functions of amulet, evil spirit, and fortune, and has reached a balance, then it can be called the top grade, or even the best.

In the arts, this kind of spell is called "one spell and two methods", "one spell and three methods", and so on.

I took a magnifying glass, shone it in the direction of the tip of my hair, and slowly explained to Lao Du and them: "You can see for yourself, there are three runes engraved on this hair. ”

"The first is ecstasy, which is used to confuse the consciousness of outsiders and make them forget what they are seeing."

"The second is to deter the soul, with the meaning of shock and intimidation. If you forcibly check the diary with spells like I did, the ghost will appear on the diary, and people will be afraid to touch the diary again. ”

I moved the magnifying glass to the end: "I can't see what the last spell is." However, as far as I can speculate, it must have the meaning that the cathode must be reversed, or that yin and yang are reversed. In other words, after the first two spells fail or are destroyed, the last spell will ignite the diary and burn it. ”

I said in a deep voice: "After I picked out the spell on the previous page of the diary, the flame on the paper burned too much, but it was actually the yin fire caused by the collision of yin and yang on the spell, and there was no possibility of burning the diary. However, if I don't extinguish the flames, the yin fire may trigger the nearby yang energy to counterattack, and under the yin and yang hedge, the yin fire will certainly be dispersed, but the concentrated yang energy can ignite the diary. The other party's design did put a lot of thought into it. ”

"That's not right!" Xie Wanhua shook his head and said, "According to what you said, it must be in a place where yang energy is at its peak in order to trigger yin and yang hedging. How does the person who designed the spell know where we're going to read the diary? ”

I stretched out my hand and pointed at Lao Du: "That person is guarding against him!" Lao Du is a policeman. The current police station, like the yamen in ancient times, has two extremes. There must be a lot of yang inside and outside the courtroom, and yin energy gathers in the prison. If Lao Du brought the diary back to the bureau to look at it, the diary would definitely be ignited. ”

"And ......," I paused, "and the other party also thought that Lao Du might ask a warlock for help." Lao Du admits death, it is impossible to find a warlock of the evil sect to make a move, and the warlocks on the righteous path all have magic weapons to ward off evil spirits, which is enough to cause yin and yang hedging. ”

I raised the ghost-beating money wrapped around my wrist: "The thing that ignites the yin qi is this string of ghost-beating money." ”

Without waiting for them to ask, I continued: "When I touched the second page of the diary, I picked out the spell with my knife without touching the first two spells, and the spell would be self-defeating. ”

Xie Wanhua seemed to be muttering to herself: "Sister will have such a profound means? Impossible! But...... Who but her would cast a curse in her diary? ”

"Let's take a look at the contents of the diary first...... I threw the two pages of the diary to Lao Du, and I opened the spell on the other three pages of the diary. By the time I turned around, Lao Du was already in tears.

I took the diary and glanced at it twice, there was no specific content on it, it was all catharsis for my emotions. I can see that Xie Wanqiao is still deeply anxious in loneliness and longing.

Lao Du is a criminal policeman who travels all year round, I can understand Xie Wanqiao's first two emotions, but where does her anxiety come from?

I looked up at Xie Wanhua: "Why does your sister seem to be preoccupied?" ”