Zhang Xianpo ripped off a handful of Xiaohuan's hair, she deliberately pulled so much, because her ritual only needed one hair, but she was very jealous that Xiaohuan was young, beautiful and in good shape, and even more jealous that Xiaohuan had a tall Guo Degang who wanted to marry her.

What's it packed in? Still not willing to get married? Zhang Xianpo crooked her mouth, grabbed a handful of Xiaohuan's hair in her hand, and then twisted her big ass proudly, turned around and left the kitchen.

Xiaohuan was so pained that tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she stared fiercely at the back of Fairy Woman Zhang's departure, very worried and afraid of the next ritual.

The look of this fairy woman was different from the fairy woman she had seen deceitfully, and she had an extra kind of confidence. She has an intuition that Zhang Xianpo should be capable, but she must be very evil!

Xiaohuan could only pray in her helplessness that someone would come to her.

Zhang Xianpo grabbed a handful of Xiaohuan's hair and walked back to the mud room living room with an expressionless face, and then she picked one of the hairs at random, and she threw the rest into the garbage basket.

"How did you lose so much hair? What a waste. Guo Ergang asked incomprehensibly.

Zhang Xianpo first glanced at Guo Degang, who was tall, before she turned her eyes to Guo Ergang, and made up an excuse to reply: "You don't know this, I have just cast a spell to transfer all the essence of all the hair to the hair I am holding in my hand, and the other hair that I have lost is useless." ”

"Oh." Guo Ergang nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Now I'm going to cast a spell to calculate the woman's birthday, and close the doors and windows. Plug the windows with a black cloth, and all the holes in the doors where light shines in, and completely plug them, because the ghosts and gods don't like light. Zhang Xianpo commanded.

At her suggestion, the four bodyguards, including the scar man, took out several black curtains of different sizes from Zhang Xianpo's magic weapon pile, and blocked all the places in the room where light came in in the shortest possible time.

After a while, in broad daylight, the whole hall immediately became dark.

Syllable!

Zhang Xianpo reached out and turned on a lighter. Small yellow flames lit up the hall a bit.

Then she took out a strange-looking lamp from the pile of ritual vessels. The surface is ceramic, but with a double-layer structure. The inside is filled with wax lamp oil, the wick is made of vinegar, and the outer layer is filled with water. It is used to cool the lamp oil.

If it's a clear-eyed person. You will see that this lamp is a permanent lamp. Once ignited, it cannot be blown out until the oil is exhausted.

In some ancient mausoleums of the Celestial Empire, such lamps often appeared. Another somewhat controversial way of saying it is that the everlasting lamp is a lamp used by the dead.

Zhang Xianpo put the burning lighter flame into the lantern a little, and then closed the lid.

The flame of the ever-bright lantern is much brighter than that of a lighter, at least it allows everyone to see the things in the hall clearly, but everyone feels that the brightness of this ever-bright lamp is a little strange.

The light should bring everyone a warm feeling, but the light of this lamp makes everyone feel cold.

Zhang Xianpo is mysterious, and there is a legend that she has superb magical power, so Guo Ergang and others dare not ask the reason.

Zhang Xianpo then asked the bodyguards to put a wooden table under the ancestral tablet in the hall, and then she took out a piece of yellow paper and a ballpoint pen, and respectfully placed them on the wooden table.

After that, she asked the bodyguard to take a bowl and carefully filled half a bowl of water.

After doing all this, Zhang Xian Po took out another crumpled spell and began to cast a spell.

She first lit nine sticks of incense and re-incense the ancestral tablet.

After that, she bowed respectfully five times.

Zuihou recited three low incantations to the ancestral tablet.

"Bring water." Zhang Xianpo turned her head and said.

When one of the bodyguards heard this, he put the bowl with half a bowl of water on the table, and then hurriedly retreated.

Zhang Xianpo picked up the crumpled charm from the wooden table and used a lighter.

Whew......

The spell burns.

After that, Zhang Xianpo kept holding on to this charm and circled around the water bowl, allowing it to burn out naturally, and all the ashes fell into the bowl.

Then, Zhang Xianpo took out one of Xiaohuan's hairs and lit it with a lighter.

Silk ......

Gives off a burning smell.

The fairy woman threw the ashes of her hair into the bowl of water.

Zuihou reached out and grabbed the bowl of water, grunting and swallowing it into her stomach.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they look at each other.

"Pong!"

Zhang Xianpo suddenly smashed the bowl that had finished drinking water, shattering it on the ground, making a loud sound.

......Then she clasped her hands together, quickly chanted the incantation that others couldn't hear, and kept raising her right foot, stepping on it again, stepping on the rhythm.

After a while, Zhang Xianpo's eyelids turned and her eyes rolled white, and she looked extremely terrifying against the backdrop of the ever-bright lights.

Everyone felt a little hairy in their hearts, and they were rendered by the environment.

"Rustling ......"

Zhang Xianpo's hand suddenly moved, she picked up the ballpoint pen and began to write a few numbers on the yellow paper.

It is the birthday of Xiaohuan.

When I finished writing a stroke. "Wow......" Zhang Xianpo spat out the dirt on the ground, and then she wiped her mouth and stopped.

"I finally know the woman's birth date, and then I'll start doing it." Zhang Xianpo said a little proudly.

"I must make Xiaohuan like me, I will call her to the east in the future, she can't go west!" Guo Degang shouted with a fist.

"It's simple, it's just a little more troublesome." Zhang Xianpo closed her eyes and said, and then she picked up the pen again, and also wrote Guo Degang's birthday on another piece of yellow paper.

After doing this, she took out a small bottle, as well as a sewing needle.

"Get your hands out." Zhang Xianpo said to Guo Degang in an unquestionable tone.

"What?" Guo Degang swallowed.

"I told you on the way not to question Fairy Zhang's words!" Guo Ergang stepped on his son's foot.

Guo Degang was in pain, so he had to reluctantly stretch out his hand.

"Tsk!"

Zhang Xianpo pricked Guo Degang's finger with a needle, and then squeezed out a few drops of blood into the empty bottle.

"Alright." Before letting go of Guo Degang's hand, Zhang Xianpo reluctantly touched a few handfuls.

"Hurt ......" Guo Degang withdrew his hand aggrievedly with tears in his eyes.

The four bodyguards looked at Guo Degang with disdain, thinking that such a tall man was afraid of needle? It's really strong on the outside.

"Bring the woman with you." Zhang Xianpo ordered the bodyguards.

The four bodyguards walked into the kitchen together, carried Xiaohuan's hands and feet, and carried her to the hall.

On the ground of the hall, a thin mattress had been laid out in advance, and the bodyguards put the small ring on the mat at the suggestion of Zhang Xianpo.

"You scumbags, and you old witch, don't die well!" Xiaohuan scolded.

Fairy Zhang's face turned green: "Plug her mouth!" ”

"This woman has such a cheap mouth, I've wanted to do this for a long time." The scar man grinned and sealed Xiaohuan's mouth with thick tape. (To be continued......)