Song Beiyun didn't say anything that night, let alone say too much, until the next morning, he asked Wang Yuanwai to prepare chickens, ducks, fish, candles and yellow paper, saying that he was going to start the practice.

Will he do it? Of course not, but I've watched a lot of zombie movies, so the ability to make a mystery is first-class, anyway, I danced with my hands first, and after I danced with my hands, I started to go around with the red line.

Anyway, he first used a few coffin nails to nail it into the yard, and then tied the pattern with red thread around it, because the coffin nails are almost symmetrical, so after the line is wound a few more times after simple geometric beautification, it is really presentable.

After a morning of tossing, burning incense and lighting a stove, and pretending to be a ghost, he took out a large piece of white paper in his arms, spread it in the middle of the red thread, folded it and buckled it under his head with a bowl, and then chanted words in his mouth for a while.

"Outside the king, take three steps back."

Wang Yuanwai obediently retreated, Song Beiyun took the opportunity to take out a wax-sealed white phosphorus pill from his sleeve and buried it in the dense red line, and when Wang Yuanwai retreated to the back, he shouted and stepped on it hard, stepped on the white phosphorus pill, and the white phosphorus in it leaked out, Song Beiyun picked up the candle and gently flicked it on it, and the red line was immediately ignited, and these lines were also soaked in something in advance, and the burning of white phosphorus quickly ignited the red line.

This really looks like the heavenly fire borrowed by Song Beiyun, this flame burned for a while, the bowl in the middle became scorching, and when the flame was extinguished, Song Beiyun stepped forward and smashed the bowl with one foot, and took out the paper inside, but the white paper had turned blue.

After unfolding the piece of paper in front of Wang Yuanwai, everyone present gasped, because the snow-white paper just now was actually full of words, Song Beiyun handed the paper full of words to Wang Yuanwai: "Outside, this is a clear indication given by the Emperor Taiji of the West, please take a look." ”

The clerk picked up the paper and read it carefully, it was a font that had never been seen before, and the more he looked at it, the more hideous his face became.

"How can this be true? Outrageous!!! ”

Song Beiyun stood on the side: "Outside, pure heart!" Otherwise......"

Before the words fell, the staff exclaimed, because the words on the paper still slowly disappeared, and disappeared without a trace in a few moments, and the paper began to blur, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Little Mister...... Why is that? ”

Song Beiyun pointed to the sky with a cold face, and Wang Yuanwai immediately understood: "I understand, I understand, the secret of heaven must not be leaked." ”

Seeing his respectful appearance, Song Beiyun's heart was about to burst into laughter, but his face had to remain calm: "Outside, I don't know what is written on this paper, this is something that God knows what you know, I hope you don't spread it around, everything has its own providence." ”

After speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, Wang Yuanwai immediately stepped forward to help, and looked at Song Beiyun with a worried face: "Little sir...... Little Heavenly Master, are you? ”

Song Beiyun wiped his mouth silently: "Outside, my Taoism is not enough, this time I broke the rules of heaven for you, it is bound to be damaged, but it is okay." I do this business, but I don't care. Don't worry, don't leave it at that. ”

After that, Song Beiyun shook off Wang Yuanwai's hand, staggered to pick up his hat and coat and put it on his body, and staggered away in the vast rain.

Wang Yuanwai followed him far behind, and sent him to the entrance of the town very reverently, until he was completely out of sight, and then turned back to the house.

And the family who followed Wang Yuanwai asked, "Master, you just let him go?" The young master's illness ......"

"Providence...... Providence. Wang Yuanwai sat on the chair drenched and looked dull: "My son is pitiful......"

"Master......" At this time, Wang Yuanwai's wife also walked out: "Is Wu'er saved or not?" ”

Wang Yuanwai shook his head lightly: "The sky has made it clear that Wu'er has accumulated a lot of karmic debts for my Wang family, saying that only the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain can ensure the peace of Wu'er for a lifetime." However, this opportunity was ruined by someone in one step, if it weren't for the little heavenly master to help us resolve it clearly, I'm afraid that our family would all suffer. ”

When the woman heard this, she sat down on the ground: "Master, do you mean...... Someone is trying to harm our family? ”

"Go, find someone to find that monk!" Wang Yuanwai waved his hand: "Master, I have to ask him what his intentions are!" ”

Soon, the monk who had been planning for the king's outing was brought over, and he was still happy to congratulate the king, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the house, he would be beaten.

When the monk was beaten to death, he was carried in front of the king.

"Say! Who instructed you! ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Wang Yuanwai's angry face, he poured beans into a bamboo tube without even thinking about it.

It turned out that he knew a guy surnamed Yang in the casino before, and both of them lost a fine light that day, and then the two got together and pondered, so they let the bald head pretend to be a monk of Puci Temple come to the door and say to Wang Yuanwai that his son has a bloody disaster recently, and he needs a family affair to make the eldest prince happy, and he also calculated the eight characters that are suitable for the young master's birthday, and even the name was calculated.

In the end, relying on "supernatural powers" to find Yang Donggou on the street, the two cooperated again to act in a play and defrauded the foreigner of 1,500 yuan. The bald head was divided into five hundred, and that Yang Donggou was divided into one thousand......

"Okay, good, good obstacle!" Wang Yuanwai took the case: "Deceived me and my hard-working son? Someone! Go and bring me that Yang Donggou too! ”

When the lady next to her heard that the Chongxi in her heart was actually a scam, the world suddenly spun around, and then she fell to the ground, her face pale and she couldn't breathe.

"Madame! Madame!! ”

At this moment, Song Beiyun was sitting on a big bluestone, eating a piece of hard dough, as if waiting for something, and sure enough, after a while, he saw a team of Tsing Yi family members rushing into the casino and dragging the pretty father out.

Seeing this scene, Song Beiyun laughed and spat on the ground: "Report to the official? ”

He actually took out the matter of this monk from the mouth of the maid of the foreign family, and he pondered it, how could he not think right, because from ancient times to the present, where have you heard that the monk and his mother can count eight characters? This is not clear and deceiving, why didn't he say that he would still look for dragons and gold, and see that the entanglement of the mountain is a heavy pass?

So he made the "oracle" with alum, starch and wax oil that he had with him overnight, he first wrote on it with melted wax oil, then soaked the paper in starch water, dried it, and finally applied a layer of wax oil on the back, and then sprayed alum. The alum is obviously blue when it encounters the starch, and the starch on the paper has completed the gelatinization process in the rain in the morning, and when he is in the fire, he uses a bowl to hold the paper but the temperature is still there, and the high temperature melts the wax oil so that the gelatinized starch reacts with the alum, making the paper appear blue, and the words written with wax oil do not have these things on it, which naturally forms a mottled inscription-like paper effect.

Why did the word disappear after that? Without the protection of wax oil, the paper is quickly blurred due to the diffusion of molecules, which can't fool a superstitious old father?

Isn't that right...... Knowledge is power！

As for the mouthful of blood, it is actually simpler, this is Song Beiyun's temporary intention, he has eaten too much meat in the past few days, and there is a blood blister in his mouth, he himself is a very poor person, and when he stood in that concave position, he bit the blood blister by the way, and the effect of this mouth full of blood came out, which made this person convinced.

He doesn't have to do anything in the future, naturally someone will deal with it, what kind of marriage? What contract? Even if he sends Qiaoqiao to the door now, the poor old father will return it, and maybe he will take his son to Longhu Mountain to look for immortals.

As for pretty dads......

Who cares? Maybe I cared about it before, but after this incident, I'm afraid I won't care anymore and I'm disheartened.

After Song Beiyun saw the result he wanted, he stretched his waist and walked slowly towards Xiaolianzhuang, he was really tired, he tossed a piece of paper and a few ropes all night, and felt that his steps were empty when he walked on the road.

Finally returned to Xiaolianzhuang, he quickly took a cold shower and fell asleep after burrowing into the quilt, without even reporting the battle situation to Qiaoqiao and them.

When he got up to wash, he found that many people had gathered at the door of Aunt Hong's house, and Qiaoqiao was squatting there covering her face and crying.

He hurriedly walked over and pushed away the group of villagers: "What's the matter?" ”

Hearing his voice, Ah Qiao stood up and looked at Song Beiyun with teary eyes: "My father...... My daddy ...... him."

"What's wrong with him?"

"Sentenced by the government to 3,000 miles in prison......"

Wow...... Three thousand miles, I'm afraid it's to Hainan Island, right?

Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?" ”

Ah Qiao tilted her head to look at him: "Not you?" ”

"How can I have that ability, I went out in the morning to raise money." Song Beiyun hugged Ah Qiao's waist: "Don't be afraid, let's go to the town early tomorrow morning." ”

"Tomorrow morning...... He was about to be escorted to Qiongzhou. Pretty cried and said, "Who the hell is he my daddy......"

Ooh...... It's really Hainan Island.

Song Beiyun sighed: "Because of what? ”

Qiao Qiao shook her head and said, "The official just said that my father made a big mistake." ”

He walked up and hugged Qiaoqiao: "The baby doesn't cry, they will definitely go tomorrow on the official road, let's go and send him something early tomorrow morning, and then stuff some silver for the escort officer." ”

"Hmm...... Can you save him? Ah Qiao looked at Beiyun with teary eyes: "You take him out and let me do anything, really...... Beiyun please. ”

"I ......" Song Beiyun touched Ah Qiao's hair: "How can I have that ability, he broke the law." ”

Ah Qiao probably understands that sooner or later his father will have that day...... So he could only silently accept this reality, and cried loudly when he threw himself into Song Beiyun's arms.

And Zuo Rou, who had been beside her, scratched her head, turned around and walked into the house, muttering in her mouth: "It's really done, is it so amazing?" ”