"I knew this thing was a lie, and I could open the eyes of heaven by scribbling on paper with blood? What about fools? ”

Wang Lang cursed, and pressed his head again, but this time there was no difference from before. In addition to the slight mystery it looks, the sigil is like a child's graffiti.

"But then again, if you can draw a talisman with a child's blood, then this thing is too worthless."

With a helpless sigh, Wang Lang threw the ghost talisman aside. But at this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, and I remembered the picture of biting my finger and casting spells in the zombie movie.

"Daoist Lin Zhengying bites his fingers when he encounters an emergency, could it be that the fingertip blood is one of the three yang bloods?"

Thinking of this, Wang Lang suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to find the knife for cutting vegetables, and after thinking about it, he put the knife down and got a needle in the bedroom.

Gritted his teeth and pricked the middle finger of his right hand, and then quickly drew on the paper while the wound had not healed.

Wang Lang pierced very deeply, and the scarlet blood beads kept coming out, which made him draw the talisman hard.

It's a good thing you don't need to prick it a second time, but the question arises, how exactly should this thing be used?

It's been proven before that it's useless to paste the brain, so is it possible that you still need a spell?

"Gunara, the god of darkness! Cracking sound! ”

"The power of light has come to me!"

"Heavenly Spirit, Heavenly Spirit, Heavenly Spirit, Taishang Laojun will appear soon! Haste as a law! ”

"Hasar K! Pain! Ahh ”

……

After tossing for a while, Wang Lang finally gave up, and it turned out that reciting the incantation would not work. Either this sigil is useless, or the method of activating it is wrong, or it is neither.

"I finally understand why many novels say that there is a good master who can hold up half the sky, no one is in front of him to guide the way, and it is still a trivial matter to rely on himself to find out whether he can succeed, and if he can't make it, he will lose his life!"

Casually put the talisman seal on his face, Wang Lang lay his body back, and his attitude was very decadent.

It's not that he feels sorry for himself, but he doesn't have anything to refer to, not even a direction to explore.

After lying on the sundries for more than ten minutes, Wang Langzhi felt a wave of tiredness in his brain.

However, when he was drowsy and about to fall asleep, he suddenly shuddered for some reason, and the whole person woke up instantly.

Subconsciously opened his eyes, followed by an earth-shattering scream.

"Ah...... You, you, you......"

Bright eyes and bright teeth, clever smile, a floral short skirt set off the almost perfect figure, if you stand in the drizzle with an umbrella, a soft landscape painting of a Jiangnan woman.

However, all this is no different from the ghosts and demons in Wang Lang's eyes!

The past few days have been like nightmares, and the most terrible thing is that I didn't wake up from the nightmare, and it is very likely that I will continue to do it.

"Husband, don't you want me anymore? Why do this to me? Do you know how long I've been looking for you? ”

When the woman saw Wang Lang's appearance, her face was suddenly full of sadness, and the bean-sized tears kept swirling in her eyes, and that pitiful appearance would turn into a finger twist even if it was a hundred steels.

In normal times, when Wang Lang saw such a pitiful look of a beautiful woman, even if he didn't know him, he would come forward to comfort him. But at this time, his heart was like iron and stone, and there was no pity at all.

I don't know what's going on, Wang Lang feels very calm-headed, the woman in front of him is still as beautiful as a fairy, but he doesn't have the slightest charming thought.

The woman sobbed quietly for a while, and finally put away her disguise after seeing Wang Lang's serious expression and unmoved.

"The body of pure yang is really powerful, and I haven't seen it for a day to be able to resist my ecstasy technique!"

The woman snorted coldly, casually glanced at the talisman that fell to the ground, and there was a slight fear in her eyes.

Wang Lang sat on the pile of debris and didn't move, his expression was serious and abnormal.

It's not that he doesn't want to run, but his legs are so weak that he can't stand up at all. Instead of being ridiculed like a soft-footed shrimp, it's better to be tougher.

I thought that this woman would stun him with a breath like before, but Wang Lang watched her cry aggrievedly for a while, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of getting closer.

"Could it be that she is afraid of something?"

Wang Lang was puzzled in his heart, and when he saw the momentary drift of the woman's gaze, he suddenly realized.

"So that's what you're afraid of!"

Wang Lang's eyes were quick, and he copied the talisman seal that fell to the ground. The woman opposite was annoyed in her heart, but she didn't dare to act rashly.

She didn't pay attention to that talisman seal, but the blood on it made her very jealous.

The power of the rune is due to the material from which the rune is written and the power of the rune itself, but if you want to exert its power, you also need the stimulation of mental power.

The "eye-opening talisman" in Wang Lang's hand is no different from the one drawn indiscriminately, what this woman is afraid of is not the talisman seal, but the pure yang blood on it.

"So you have something to be afraid of! Tut-tut! ”

After mistakenly thinking that the woman was afraid of the talisman in her hand, Wang Lang suddenly came to his senses, and the fear in his heart disappeared, but he trembled.

"Come on, bite me! Haven't you been beating me up? I'm standing here, come! ”

Wang Lang laughed wildly and provoked, how cheap and cheap his expression was, and he directly ascensed the feminine one Buddha and two Buddhas on the opposite side, and hated to bite this bastard to death with the power of pure yang blood!

"If I'm not mistaken, you're probably afraid of my blood!"

vented the fear and depression in his heart, and Wang Lang quickly calmed down.

He is not a fool, so naturally he will not believe that the talisman he made according to the gourd is really useful. If you can draw the talisman seal casually, then the Yin Soul and the Evil Stream will have become a protected animal long ago, and it may be more cherished than the giant panda.

After thinking about it, the only possibility is in your own blood.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart, and there is also a theory in Chinese medicine that the meridians of the fingers connect the heart. If you don't guess wrong, this fingertip blood should be one of the three yang bloods, and even if it is not, it is very closely related.

The letter left by the grandfather said very clearly, the writing of the seal is based on the blood of the three yangs, of which the blood of the pure yang boy is the most. Wang Lang is the body of a child, and the blood squeezed out of his fingers is full of yang energy, and he is the most restrained of these evil and ghostly things.

In this way, it makes sense to be jealous of this woman.

But then again, this woman can haunt in broad daylight, and she is not an ordinary character. But what is there about her that she never forgets?