Wen Junzhi doesn't like to show up, and he doesn't like to be interviewed, so he has few photos.

This is when he sent Wen Junfeng back, the media photographed Wen Junfeng and his son, and accidentally photographed him in.

The witch took the picture and turned and placed it in a candlestick.

The candlestick was filled with oil, and she began to chant a mantra in her mouth, and the picture floated up and landed on the altar after being soaked in oil.

Crash.

The red curtain hanging behind the altar automatically opened, revealing an idol of the deity enshrined inside.

It was a goddess, but the shape was very quaint, like a Stone Age carving, with an ugly face, but the breasts and buttocks were particularly large.

Wen Junzhi's photo fell in front of the goddess statue.

The spell grew faster and faster, and the witch's lips kept turning, and suddenly, she grabbed an iron nail next to her and stabbed it into the picture.

In the office of the mining area, Wen Junzhi suddenly pressed his chest.

"Huh?" He squinted, someone is attacking me?

He immediately pinched a magic trick with both hands, and began to operate the aura in his body to cultivate the "Taisu Biography".

The aura was swimming in the body, expelling the evil spirit, and the witch immediately felt it, and looked down to see that the big iron nail that had just been driven into the photo was slowly rotating at this time, and it seemed that an invisible hand was pulling it out.

"It's a wizard, sure enough!" She said in a deep voice, grabbed a handful of red powder next to her, and threw it on the photo, which made a sizzling sound.

Wen Junzhi felt the pain in his chest become a little more intense, but he did not panic and continued to run "The Legend of Taisu".

"The Legend of Taisu" is the avenue of cultivation, the truth of heaven and earth, and the evil demons in these remote places cannot compete with it at all.

As "The Legend of Taisu" ran for a big week, he pinched a magic trick in front of his chest with both hands, and a golden light lit up between his fingers.

And the witch of Lea, on the other hand, suddenly opened her eyes and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

And the big iron nail nailed to the photo also flew up and shot on the opposite wall with a thud.

"Liya!" Charles screamed in fright and pounced, "Leah, are you alright?"

The reason why he is where he is today is all because of Liya's help, if he doesn't have Liya, I'm afraid he won't have a few good days.

Riya's face was ugly, she wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and said, "This wizard is very strong, and my curse has no effect on him."

Charles frowned, "What then?"

Riya looked sideways at him, "Can't you win him over?"

Charles said: "He has a tungsten mine in his hands, which is the most valuable mineral in our territory, if we can hold that mineral in our hands, we will have the funds to continue to dig down, maybe we can bring down the entire country of Lola."

His eyes flashed with greed: "When the time comes, I will be the king, and you will be our national teacher, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."

"I can also find all the cultivation resources you want."

"The goddess Yaga that you worship will also be worshipped as the main god, and when the time comes, I will enact a law so that all the people of Lola will worship it."

Liya was moved.

Although she lost the first round, it doesn't mean that she is weaker than the man.

Perhaps, she could fight again.

"Okay, I'll snatch that tungsten mine for you." "But don't forget your promise today."

A smile immediately appeared on Charles' face: "Don't worry, what I promised you, which time did you not do it?"

Liya's gaze fell on the statue of the goddess, and the body of the goddess emanated a cold air, which lowered the temperature in the room by several degrees.

"You have people guard this little courtyard." She closed her eyes slightly and said, "I'm going to start casting spells, tonight, that tungsten mine will become a hell on earth, and no one can escape."

Charles's eyes twinkled with excitement.

When he was gone, Lia grabbed a handful of crows, three or four of them, and slit their necks, accompanied by a terrible scream, and blood gushed out, dripping onto a clay bowl.

She dipped her finger in the blood of the crow and drew a magic circle on the ground.

Then she dug out a jar from the ground in the courtyard, and the jar was painted with a simple pattern, and I don't know when it was the product.

She placed the jar in front of the goddess Yaga, and she sat in the formation, not knowing what incantation she was chanting, and then slapped the mud seal at the mouth of the altar, and a puff of black smoke floated out of it.

The black gas wriggled in mid-air, condensing into the shape of a skull and letting out a roar.

Liya took out a map, pointed in the direction of the mine, and shouted, "Go!"

The skull turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into the night sky.

Wen Junzhi was here, the mining area was distributing dinner, and the uncles and aunts in the canteen scooped food out of the stainless steel cauldron with big spoons and put it into the bowls of the miners and their families.