Chapter 281: The Philippine "Three Strokes"

Fang Gang smoked a cigar and said, "But their father and son have already arrived in Bangkok, if this method is not cast, Xiao Jiang's father will definitely not agree." Although Thailand is our territory, that guy is a coal boss after all, and he has money in his hands, so it's not easy to find us unlucky! ā€

I paced back and forth in the room: "Gotta figure figure it out." Not only do you want to drive away the Yin Spirit of classmate Wu on Xiao Jiang's body and earn this money, but you also have to make this stinky boy pay a price, so that he can know that this world can be settled without money......"

Fang Gang snorted: "Boss Tian, are you grinding?" I said I was thinking of a way, and Fang Gang said: "You can't think of this kind of solution, why don't you ask me?" ā€

I stopped grinding and looked at him suspiciously. Fang Gang said: "Azan Baden is a ghost king faction, and the Philippine head-lowering technique is no less than the Cambodian Khmer secret technique, not only there are many sects, but also a lot of exquisiteness. For example, there are many ways to surrender, I remember Azambaden told me a few years ago that there is an ancient dark witchcraft popular on an island in the eastern Philippines, called the 'Three Drawing Spell', which can be used to land and surrender. It temporarily banishes the soul of the descendant. to deceive the resentful Yin Spirit who took revenge on him. But the biggest drawback is that as long as the descendant sleeps in the future, he will have to go through the death of that yin spirit. If the Yin Spirit dies of old age or insensibility, it is nothing to the mid-descender. But the Yin Spirit is a way of death such as being shot, stabbed, jumping off a building, or poisoned, then for those who descend. It was painful because he had to die like this every time he slept. Unless the person who has descended begins to practice the Dharma, he can slowly get rid of the resentment in his body. Therefore, this kind of three-drawing mantra can only be used to solve the kind of unsolvable death descent, otherwise the side effects are too great and meaningless. ā€

"And this kind of witchcraft? Great, people like Xiao Jiang, even if they commit suicide, they can't practice Buddhism! "I suddenly came to my senses. Fang Gang took out his mobile phone to call Azan Baden, who was still in the Philippines, chatted with him for more than ten minutes, and after hanging up, he told me that he had carefully explained the situation of his customer Xiao Jiang, and Azan Baden agreed to use the Three Strokes Spell to exorcise Xiao Jiang's evil spirits.

I suddenly had a question: "So, in the future, Xiao Jiang will dream that he is classmate Wu every night when he sleeps, and he will jump down from the upstairs and fall to his death and wake up, he will definitely settle accounts with us, saying that exorcism has no effect!" ā€

Fang Gang smiled: "You stupid." Won't you make excuses? For example...... "He whispered a few words to me, and I laughed as I listened." It's a great idea.

At noon the next day, a few of us picked up Azan Baden at the airport in Bangkok, and I told the Jiang family and his son that those Azan in Southeast Asia, especially the masters who practiced the black law, had been dealing with bones, cemeteries, dead people, and witchcraft since childhood, and that they could lower their heads and make people die in vain. So when you see him for a while, you must be very polite in whatever you say and do, and if you annoy him with impoliteness, you will bear the consequences.

After all, Father Jiang is also a person who has seen the world, although he is not very convinced, but he also nodded again and again, and said: "I have a few friends who often go to Thailand and Malaysia, saying that the head descending master here is very terrible, and if you talk to them and say hello, you may be tricked, and you can be tortured half to death." ā€

Xiao Jiang pursed his lips, showing a look of indifference, and his father slapped Xiao Jiang on the back of the head: "This is for you, you know?" You have to learn to be polite, or who will save you? Xiao Jiang's face was very unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

Twenty minutes later, we received Azan Baden. He was still wearing a white shirt and white pants, with a flat head in front and slender braids at the back of his head, holding the string of black oily beads in his hand, a cold evil light in his eyes, and a mantra tattooed on his face and neck.

Xiao Jiang father and son saw Master Azan in Thailand for the first time, although these two were rich and uneducated, and their tempers were still stinky, but when they saw Azan Baden's appearance, they were a little scared in their hearts, and they spoke much more politely than with me and Fang Gang. People are like this, soft bullying and hard fear, and Xiao Jiang's father and son are no exception.

Father Jiang was quite polite, reached out and shook hands with Azan Baden, and then motioned to Xiao Jiang to say hello with his eyes. Xiao Jiang is eighteen years old this year, but it is estimated that he has never shaken hands with a few people in his life, and the most way to greet him is to call him by his name. But on this occasion, he had to pretend. Xiao Jiang reluctantly walked up and stretched out his hand, but Azan Baden only glanced at him, not even a second look, and turned his head to ask where Fang Gang's hotel was.

Fang Gang hurriedly beckoned to call two taxis, Xiao Jiang was so angry that he stared at Azan Baden's back with his eyes, I signaled to him with my eyes again and again, Secretary Fan walked over and patted Xiao Jiang's shoulder, and whispered a few words to him.

When they arrived at the hotel and settled down and ate in the restaurant, Father Jiang asked what the process of casting spells was like and how to cooperate. Fang Gang translated over and communicated with Azan Baden. Fang Gang said: "You have to find a high-rise building on the outskirts of Bangkok first, preferably discarded and unused, and place that kind of thick air cushion underneath. Then cast a spell on the top floor, and I'll tell you exactly how to cooperate when the time comes. Although Father Jiang didn't understand, he had to nod his head again and again. Xiao Jiang's face was longer than Changbai Mountain, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with Azan Baden's attitude just now, but he suppressed his anger and had a constipated expression.

Looking at his ruffian face, I thought to myself that being rich is really not everything. If Xiao Jiang hadn't been a huge family member, with his quality and behavioral ability, he would have starved to death within two months of entering society.

During the banquet, Father Jiang asked Secretary Fan to take out 300,000 baht banknotes from his purse and put them in front of Azan Baden. The Civil Engineering Maru.

I asked Jiang's father, "Is there anything you didn't tell me about your son's ghost encounter this time?" ā€

Father Jiang was still pretending to be stupid and said no. I clearly told him that I had found a lot of information on the Internet, and I also called Xiao Jiang's high school in Fuzhou, and I knew the ins and outs of Wu's jumping off the building very clearly, and it was useless to hide it, so I could only delay the casting of the spell. Father Jiang smiled awkwardly, and had to deduce that he didn't know that it had anything to do with spell casting. Xiao Jiang didn't care about it: "Anyway, you said that you could solve it for 60,000 yuan, haven't you already found it now?" So what else am I going to say! ā€

My dislike for Xiao Jiang is even stronger, and I think that you don't need to be hard-mouthed now, the time to suffer is still to come.

In the afternoon, Fang Gang told me that he had asked a friend to find an abandoned old building in the northwest suburbs of Bangkok, with about a dozen floors, each of which was an unfinished cement wall. I rented an air cushion from the fire station temporarily, and I was ready to go. I told Jiang's father about the situation, and Xiao Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Why do you have to be upstairs and have to deflate the air cushion below?" Do you want me to jump off the building too? ā€

As soon as he said this, Xiao Jiang looked at his father with a weak heart, and Father Jiang hurriedly changed the topic and said What do the mages let you do, you just listen.

Take a taxi to the abandoned building, it is really completely unfinished, there is no fence on each floor, there is no grass all around, the building is obviously abandoned halfway through, and the outer wall is sprayed with white paint with the Thai words "No entry, to prevent falling". There was a huge air cushion under the building, which was already filled with air and looked at least four or five meters thick. Fang Gang told the taxi driver to wait downstairs, and a few of us climbed the stairs to the top floor, the wind was blowing, and Azan Baden stood on the edge and looked down, seemingly unafraid. I only glanced at the probe, and I felt dizzy and hurriedly retreated.

Azan Baden asked Xiao Jiang to sit cross-legged on the ground, and he sat opposite Xiao Jiang, and the assistant took out the skull from his travel bag and placed it on Azan Baden's left hand side. When Xiao Jiang's father and son saw the skull domain, their faces turned pale with fright. Azan Baden pressed his left hand on the top of Yu Ye's head, held the string of black beads in his right hand, pressed the ends of his five fingers on Xiao Jiang's forehead, and began to chant mantras in a low voice.

Father Jiang watched nervously from the side and asked me in a low voice, "You don't really want my son to jump, do you?" That's not going to work! I motioned him not to speak, and Father Jiang had to keep his mouth shut.

Xiao Jiang's body began to tremble, as if he couldn't stand the cold. As the speed of Azan Baden's chanting became faster and faster, Xiao Jiang panted like a cow, and several times he wanted to stand up, but he was held down by Azan Baden. Xiao Jiang gasped and said, "I—I won't let him go as a ghost!" Don't meddle! This voice was not Xiao Jiang's at all, but was replaced by another strange boy's voice.