Zhou Bingqian's fake confession, in Fang Feilang's opinion, is not as good as a fart!

He didn't even think to talk to her!

fiddling with the phone with both hands, just to avoid having a conversation with her.

"At your doorstep, pay attention!"

On the screen, a message from Ning Ruobing popped up.

Fang Feilang almost didn't laugh out loud, and couldn't help but look up at the second floor.

I just saw a resentful and jealous pretty woman.

Looking at each other, Ning Ruobing retracted his head as fast as the naked eye could see. She doesn't want to see their love!

"It's a bit of a hassle to deal with, not what you think!"

Fang Feilang typed out this line of words, and when he was about to send it, he thought about it and deleted it all, deliberately teasing her, "I'll pay attention!" ”

The standard answer of this straight man of steel made Ning Ruobing's lungs almost explode, and he didn't even bother to go back, so he ran downstairs directly, and in front of Zhou Bingqian, he grabbed Fang Feilang's arm like a demonstration, snorted his throat, and pretended to be affectionate, "Husband, isn't this the eldest nephew's girlfriend?" Why don't you invite someone to come in and sit down? ”

Fang Feilang almost dropped his jaw in shock!

A jealous woman really doesn't have any brains!

Zhou Bingqian calmed down and responded coldly, "Zhao Qiansun and I have broken up a long time ago!" is now Fang Feilang's ex-wife, Tuan Tuan's mother! I came to him because I have something important to say, please avoid it, thank you! ”

After a few words, Ning Ruobing was speechless!

Fang Feilang, who was on the side, picked up the conversation and said, "She is my wife, I don't hide anything from her!" ”

The voice landed, and then looked at Ning Ruobing's pride, where did he still look like the president of the company? It's a main house and a main room that has the upper hand!

"Husband, you talk slowly, I still have business to do, so I won't accompany you!"

Ning Ruobing winked at Fang Feilang, and also "chirped" at his face, like a dragonfly, and jumped back like a little girl.

Zhou Bingqian's face turned green with anger, and she had to pretend to confess, "She is so happy!" It's all because I don't know how to cherish it, so I have today's end! I regret it......"

About ten minutes later, Wang De came with the wind and dust, and as soon as they met, he stuffed the talisman seal in his hand into Fang Feilang's hand.

"Nanping is an evil art from Tianzhu, I haven't dealt with it before, I only heard from my peers that after these things are invited home, once they are not properly worshipped, they cannot meet their requirements, they are like unjust creditors, and they have serious debts.

They're selfish! No one can take anything away!

The Celestial Master who forcibly inserts this causal connection will inevitably be viciously counterattacked.

I'm old, but I'm not afraid of these things.

It's just that each spell school and sect are different, and the heart spells and exorcism methods used are different, so the symptoms are not the root cause!

Once the aftermath is left, the backlash is even more serious! ”

Wang Deshun's heartfelt words made Fang Feilang's face look embarrassed, "So, only Tianzhu's black-clothed Azan can completely destroy it with a heart mantra?" ”

"That's right! Listen to me, stuff these talismans into the child's underwear pocket, and make sure she doesn't have to worry about it for a while! Now immediately go and ask Nanping's bound master, that is, the black-clothed Azan from Tianzhu, to solve it! ”

Foreign monks can chant scriptures, Fang Feilang also understands, he subconsciously looked at Zhou Bingqian, and before he could speak, he heard Zhou Bingqian cry out with a "whoop", "That black-clothed Azan is dead!" Just last month there was a car accident! ”

"Yin card is to advance good luck, so that you overdraft all in advance, and once the follow-up is not good, there will be a disaster of blood and light! The murderer of Nanping, even the black-clothed Azan who restrained it was counterattacked, what else can we do? ”

Wang Deshun sighed, at a loss!

If it were someone else, he would just be a bystander. But the person concerned is the doctor who saved his son's life! How could he bear to stand by?

"Is there no other way?" Fang Feilang still had the last trace of fantasy in his heart.

"Yes! You can open the eye of the sky and communicate with them! See what it really wants! However, my celestial eye has been blinded in the last backlash. I can't help if I want to! ”

Wang Deshun is really in a hurry! With him as a negative teaching material, no one in his peers will accept this evil business from outside, what should I do?

"Can you help me open the Eye of the Sky?" Fang Feilang's words undoubtedly provided Wang Deshun with a new direction, but he still frowned, "I can try, but I'm not sure!" ”

"Then try!" Fang Feilang looked at Wang Deshun very calmly, "Life and death are fate, success or failure is in the sky." ”

After some careful consideration, Wang Deshun nodded, and then said worriedly, "Call Liu Er'er and ask him to come over!" He is extravagant, and with him by his side, it can be regarded as a trump card! ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Feilang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and look at him, quite a little crying and laughing.

After a phone call, Lao Liu appeared in a hurry, still wearing his bright yellow Tai Chi Bagua robe, and a piece of beautiful jade about the size of his palm around his neck.

"Why are you again!" Lao Liu looked at Zhou Bingqian with disgust, "It's a poor life, it's a mess!" Can you make a fortune by attracting foreign evil things? Rely on your life! Rely on your life! Got it? There are no eight characters, suffocating and tossing, and it is easy to kill yourself! ”

After some preaching, he proudly raised the beautiful jade on his chest and said to Fang Feilang, "My grandfather said, this is the ancestral Heshi Bi!" Have you heard of He's Bi? It's the He's Bi in the idiom of 'Returning to Zhao'! In the early years, it was hidden under my house, and when it was about to be demolished, my grandfather dug it up, cow! ”

Zhou Bingqian glanced at Lao Liu fiercely in her heart, hindering him from being a master, and asking him for something in front of him, she could only swallow her anger, break her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.

Before the group of four people left, Fang Feilang went upstairs to explain two sentences, and deliberately put the dzi on his daughter's neck, and the talisman seal was also stuffed into her pocket, and he gave a few more instructions.

This time Nanping looks even more powerful than the last time, he really doesn't dare to take it lightly!

Lao Liu arched his mouth towards Wang Deshun, "What do you think of this child's face?" I can't see through it! ”

Wang Deshun squinted his eyes and didn't say a word, he broke too many heavenly opportunities in the first half of his life, and he almost got old and no one sent him to the end, and now he didn't dare to assert anything.

After some preparations, the four of them set off from Country Garden and went straight to Zhou Bingqian's entertainment company, where she had her own separate dressing room, where Nanping Yin was enshrined.

Today is the weekend, there are not many people in the company, and the group went directly into Zhou Bingqian's dressing room, and saw the Nanping Yin card in the rest room.

Unlike last time, this yin card did not produce the slightest black gas, at least Fang Feilang couldn't see it.

And the whole aura atmosphere is completely different from last time.

In the transparent glass cover, a woman who is frank and shows her legs, covering her cheeks with her hands, looks to outsiders as nothing more than a carved pendant.

Wang Deshu held a cinnabar pen in his hand, recited a spell in his mouth, drew a circle between Fang Feilang's eyebrows, drew to the center of the circle, and traced a red mark like a flame, followed by a hand to pinch the thunder trick, and a little at the center of Fang Feilang's eyebrows, "Open!" ”

Fang Feilang only felt that his eyes had changed from clear to turbid, as if he was wearing reading glasses. It didn't take long for it to become clear and clear.

At this time, looking at the whole room, it was completely different from when I first entered, although there was no black air, if I had realized something, the gray smoke like a streamer filled the whole room.

Behind the altar of Nanping Yinpai, there is a looming image of a long-haired woman, she covers her face with her hands, her back to Fang Feilang, and she is talking about something, as if she is being disturbed by the radio.

Soon, it began to slow down.

Fang Feilang heard it clearly, she was singing a children's song, the lyrics were very strange, Fang Feilang had never heard it.

After all, it is not domestic, and it is impossible for a divine comedy like Little Swallow to enter.

Is it Tianzhu language?

Why does it sound like such a copycat?

There is also a faint earthy taste of the local dialect......