The sun was so hot that day that it was so hot that even when we were sitting in the house, the unbearable heat made us feel a little dizzy.

When we packed our bags and prepared to go up the mountain, I realized that we had patronized and picked up things in front of us, and some things were not finished yet.

"Wait a minute, don't rush to go, I haven't put this thing in yet" I hurriedly took out a small clay figurine from my bag, which I had just made yesterday.

This is the most ordinary kind of clay figure, with no facial features, no hands and feet, only a general shape, but the surface of the body is painted with red spells, and it looks as artistic as it is.

"What's that?" Kuroko frowned and looked at the clay figure, her face full of doubt.

Hearing this, I smiled mysteriously and said, "The sin of impotence." ”

It is estimated that the sunspot let the sin of the impotence abuse the sequelae last time, and when he heard these four words, he instinctively trembled a few times.

"Tease me?" Kuroko looked at the clay figure in my hand, and the look of surprise in his eyes was obvious: "Can this be the sin of the impotence?" Are you bragging to me? ”

Mr. Zhang and Uncle Fat also came over curiously, and even asked me to show them the clay figurines so that they could observe them carefully.

I casually handed the clay figure to Mr. Zhang and smiled at the sunspot: "Brother Heizi, let me tell you, the is not blown, the train is not pushed, I really have to show you a hand today." ”

"Mr. Xiao Yuan, is this really the sin of impotence?" Mr. Zhang asked me in confusion: "Although I haven't seen that kind of injustice with my own eyes, I still know its characteristics, this clay figure has no yang at all, how can it be a yang sin?" ”

I didn't speak, but took the clay figurine back from his hand and smiled, "You'll know right away." ”

As I spoke, I crouched down, placed in front of me one of the jars I had worked on yesterday, and then took out a blade that I had with me and slashed my index finger.

Blood flowed out of the wound in an instant, although ten fingers connected to the heart, it was really a bit painful to cut like this, but I have to say, I'm used to it.

This pain is a fart.

I pressed my bleeding index finger to the center of the clay man's brow and muttered a mantra.

"The patriarch has an order, and he orders me to do it."

"Calling the body to be a fool, Fu Zi is too clear"

By the time the first two mantras were finished, the clay figurines in my hands had already begun to get hot, and the surface that had been a little wet had now become extremely dry.

But in the blink of an eye, tiny cracks appeared on it.

"This yang energy" Kuroko looked at the clay figure in surprise, and his words trembled a little: "Fuck! Awesome! ”

"This is called the Trick Yang Soul Spell, and it's the only spell I learned that can make a false Yang Soul Spell." I grinned, "But it's not like the Anger Curse, it only lasts a minute, so it's a bit of a chicken rib."

"A minute?" The blind boss laughed: "That's enough." ”

I nodded, and when the clay figure was getting hotter and hotter, I roared violently: "I am as anxious as the law of my ancestors!" ”

"Boom !!"

This cold roar made the little Buddha tremble a few times, as if it was thundering in the house in broad daylight, and the loud noise shook our brains.

Without waiting for anyone present to come to their senses, I lifted the lid of the jar and threw the clay figurine directly into it.

In the next second, a burst of red light was evident in the wine jar.

Seeing this scene, I hurriedly picked up the lid of the wine jar and covered it vigorously, only to hear a few hissing noises from the jar, and the whole jar shook uncontrollably.

But this situation only lasted for a few seconds, and soon it all returned to calm.

"One minute is enough for them to carry yang energy." I laughed and wiped the sweat from my head.

As soon as the words fell, I used a marker pen to write the word "yang" on the red paper attached to the belly of the wine jar.

Kuroko looked at the word I wrote and asked me curiously, "This is used to block the yin veins, right?" ”

"Well, I have to process three of this kind of jar, after all, there are three Yin vein mouths." I nodded: "The rest of the yang vein mouth and earth qi mouth can be blocked with the yin altar." ”

"Hey, Xiao Yuan." Heizi smiled and lowered a cigarette to me, his face full of curiosity: "The Yin altar you are talking about can't be processed with the sin of yin, right?" ”

"yes." I nodded.

"Isn't it," Kuroko asked suspiciously, "I remember you said that the only spell that can make the illusion of evil in the shadow is the Anger Curse, how did you get it into the altar when you want to fight on the ground?" ”

"I have to thank Brother Yi for this." I scratched my head and said embarrassedly, "If he hadn't taught me to use my brain for everything, I probably wouldn't have thought of this." ”

"What do you mean?" Kuroko asked.

"My grandfather once created a spell of his own, and that spell is very practical, called the Heavy Array," I laughed, pulling out the yellow paper in my jacket pocket.

(Note: Reading sou, the third tone, in our line of work, it means the resurgence of evil.) ）

The yellow paper I took out was rectangular when spread out, and the back was densely covered with saki script, and the front was pressed with a jet-black handprint.

This mudra is protruding, like a clay sculpture.

"The re-formation formation, as the name suggests, is a formation that makes the illusion of the evil ghost returning to the sun." I pointed to the mudra on it: "Before casting the spell, you have to talk to the evil ghost clearly, let it wash its hands in the incense ash, and then press a mudra on it, and when the battle starts, as long as you tear this yellow paper, there will be an illusion that the evil ghost will return to the yang world from the yellow paper in an instant"

"How long will this last?" The blind boss asked me.

"Half an hour." I say.

"Where did you find the handprints of the Evil Spirits?" The more the fat uncle looked at me, the more he couldn't figure it out, and asked suspiciously: "I remember that in the past few days at home, you haven't gone out, is there a yin hidden in your house?" ”

"It's not hiding." I pointed to myself, "I'm the one who sins. ”

As I finished saying this, everyone present was silent, and they all looked at me in disbelief.

But the blind boss is a blind boss after all, and he is the first to react.

"I kind of get what you mean." The blind boss smiled with relief: "You first cursed angrily, and then pressed your handprints one by one, right?" ”

"Yes." I nodded: "At first, I thought that the mudra pressed out like this would have no effect, but I experimented, and when I was using the anger curse, I was the evil of the yin, and the mudra pressed down all had an effect!" ”

"Damn" the blind boss smiled bitterly: "You kid is really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave, you have been studying this for the past few days?" ”

"yes." I spread my hands helplessly: "In the past few days, there have been no less than fifty rings in my room, you should have heard it downstairs, right?" ”

"I thought it was someone firing a cannon for the other few days!" Little Buddha said angrily.

"You know a fart with this kind of IQ, and if you can hear it, then there is a ghost." The blind boss smacked his lips, and in his eyes looking at me, the sense of relief became more obvious: "Rabbit cub, the progress is very fast, I finally learned to use my brain." ”

"If you use your brain more, you can bleed less, and this is still taught by you Brother Yi." I smiled and said, "When I'm done processing the jar here, we'll go up the mountain right away." ”

"Hmm." The blind boss nodded.

I took a wine jar in my hand, lifted the lid, and pasted the yellow paper on the mouth of the jar.

"King Kong controls evil, evil does."

"Quina is enchanting, and the royal is the three clears"

I muttered something to myself, and then I tore open the yellow paper, and the handprints on it turned into ashes, and fell into the jar of wine.

Soon, there was a cold smell coming from the wine jar.

"I am as anxious as the law of my grandfather!!"

"Hiss!!"

With the sound of evil spirits, I quickly closed the lid back, this time there was no sign of shaking the wine jar, but in an instant the jar became as cold as ice, and it felt bitterly cold to the touch.

"Why is this the sound of evil spirits?" Shen Han asked curiously.

"Evil is back to the sun, and it's strange if you don't make a sound of evil." The blind boss answered for me.

The fat uncle watched this scene with a sigh of voice, and kept nodding.

"Looks like you're not far from being a teacher."