Li Qingxian looked at Mrs. Wei's middle-aged life.

Middle-aged life also has only one life star, human life star.

In the life star, there is a courtyard of a small two-story building, and an apricot tree grows by the wall. The apricot trees were full of green fruits, and they drooped heavily, except for two apricots that were ripe and red.

These two red apricots, one inside the wall and one outside the wall.

Destiny: Red apricot out of the wall.

Li Qingxian looked at it carefully, withdrew from the life mansion, and looked at it again.

Seven images of fate appeared above Mrs. Wei's head.

In the dark night, Mrs. Wei, who was nearly thirty years old, was still in the charm, leaning on the door frame and looking forward to the door. Stay until dawn, sigh softly, close the door alone, and go back to the room.

Late at night, Mrs. Wei was over 30 years old, and under the candlelight, her face was expressionless, and her tears washed away the fat powder on her face and solidified into scratches.

In the early hours of the morning, Mrs. Wei, who had not applied powder and had a dull complexion, pointed at Wei Yong, who was drunk and covered with lip prints, and scolded, Wei Yong slapped him, kicked him, and turned to leave.

Mrs. Wei sat on the ground with her hair scattered, the candle flame was extinguished, and the moonlight hit her red and swollen face, cold and gloomy, and her eyes were dull.

In the evening, in the back garden, by the well, Mrs. Wei looked coldly at the little maid with a bulging belly, as if she couldn't hear the maid begging for mercy, and with a wave of her hand, the strong family pushed the little maid into the well.

Poof!

In the afternoon, in Mrs. Wei's bedroom, Mrs. Wei, who was smeared with thick fat powder, blushed, looked at a young man with a restrained face, the bed curtain was pulled down, and the wind blew the house.

At dusk, a junior official from the ninth rank held a wooden box in both hands and handed it to Mrs. Wei. Mrs. Wei opened it and saw that the golden phoenix hairpin, full of treasure, showed a satisfied smile, and nodded her head heavily.

In the middle of the night, Mrs. Wei and Tao Zhi hugged each other and had a heated conversation. Outside the window, Wei Yong clenched his fists.

The seventh image is similar to what was seen above Wei Yong's head, but it wasn't a day.

Li Qingxian stopped watching his fate.

In the restaurant, the six families are happy.

Li Qingxian didn't want to watch it anymore, and if he looked at it any longer, he didn't know how many Jinse Xiao Di and night singing could be intertwined by these six families and twelve people.

Yu Ping saw that Li Qingxian's face was not good, and he didn't dare to ask, so he silently ate dried fish.

After a long time, he handed Li Qingxian a piece.

Li Qingxian shook his head and said, "Brother Han, come to the shore." ”

The canopy boat docked, Han Anbo instructed a person to investigate Ye Han, and then the three of them got into the carriage in the night.

"How's it going?" Han Anbo asked with interest.

"It's complicated, I have to think about it." Li Qing said leisurely.

Han Anbo seemed to be nonchalantly and said: "I have followed the numeric magicians before, and these numerologists do not shy away from me when they chat, and often talk about some problems in the process of the fateful magic. Among them, the most talked about is that the life technique is too complicated, and it affects the whole body, and this degree cannot be grasped. ”

"How did they solve it?"

"It can't be solved. They said, "The cause of life has been sown, and the fruit of life will fall." The only thing they can do is weaken or strengthen their life karma. Only a very small number of people have changed their fate through unimaginable efforts. There are also some numerologists who believe that it is difficult to change the cause and effect of others, but it is easy to change one's own cause and effect. ”

Li Qingxian nodded and didn't say anything.

This night, Li Qing slept very unsteadily.

When I opened my eyes, it was dawn.

Li Qingxian got up in a daze and sat still.

Zheng Hui was not there, and no one woke him up.

Will this task be my own in the future?

If you can't get up yourself, how can you tell others to get up?

After a while, Han Anbo and Yu Ping walked in, Han Anbo was holding porridge, and Yu Ping put corn tortillas and pickles in his bowl.

"Up? Eat first. Han Anbo said with a smile.

"Thank you." Li Qingxian got up.

"It's all my own brothers, thank you." Han Anbo said with a smile.

"Yes, no thanks, you can always bring snacks." Yu Ping said seriously.

Li Qingxian was too lazy to take care of Yu Ping, ate breakfast, and put it down after eating a little.

"When will you do it?" Han Anbo asked.

Li Qingxian didn't answer, thinking that he had forgotten yesterday, and he must remember to take a good look at his life when he has time.

Li Qingxian washed his face, took a shower, and returned to Room Ajiu. Take out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and set it on the table.

"Yu Ping, you help me buy something, Brother Han, you help me do more important things."

"Good!" Han Anbo's eyes lit up, and he got up and walked over.

Yu Ping followed curiously.

Li Qingxian said while writing the word dog crawling: "Two large bowls of sheep blood, six large pieces of rune paper, two taels of cinnabar, three feet of green cloth, two new wolf pens, and a little grass and wood ash ......"

After writing, Li Qingxian handed the paper to Yu Ping, who frowned and read carefully.

Li Qingxian said again: "Brother Han, I guess you can get a few other things." ”

"What?"

"Mrs. Wei's hair, the soil of the straight soles of her shoes, more than a hundred dead ants, and the white horse's hooves under the soil, it is best if one of the two has ridden it." Li Qingxian stared at Han Anbo's eyes.

Yu Ping looked curious, but Han Anbo looked calm.

Han Anbo pondered for a long time and said, "The soil under the hooves and the ants are easy to do. If the sole of the shoe is soiled, find someone to stain the straight shoes, and he will have someone clean it and take the soil homeopathically. As for Mrs. Wei's hair, it was originally difficult to manage, but on her birthday, she must go out to buy it, and I have been sending someone to keep an eye on her yesterday, and I can pull off my hair by passing by in crowded places. ”

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you." Li Qing said leisurely.

Yu Ping smiled and asked, "Team Li, what kind of life technique are you going to use?" I've never seen a real life technique. ”

Li Qingxian thought about it, the life technique was not a secret, and he would need the help of these two people in the future, so he said: "The life urging technique, the most basic life technique." ”

Han Anbo said: "Let's leave now?" ”

"Go ahead."

The two turned around and left, and just took two steps, Li Qingxian said: "Yu Ping, you add a little green snake, two feet long." ”

"Good!"

The two left, and Li Qingxian first recalled the life-urging song he had memorized, and then borrowed many books from the Yewei Library.

All the classics that contain specific life techniques have been included in the Qin Heavenly Prison, and most of the life books that can be seen now are all kinds of miscellaneous collections and ordinary life books that are officially allowed to be issued, with theories and no life techniques.

Near noon, Yu Ping came back first, carrying a burden in his left hand and a green snake tied with a straw rope in his right hand.

"Take a large clean bowl, I will prepare the French ink, from now on, you shall not speak." Li Qing said leisurely.

Yu Ping took the clean bowl with great interest, took a few steps back, stared at Li Qingxian, and closed his lips tightly.

Li Qingxian used the life-urging technique for the first time, and he didn't dare to be careless, and the ceremony was sufficient.

Facing the east first, recite the "Supreme Dharma Decree Book" of the Measuring Destiny Sect.

Then, recite the mantra of purifying the mind, purifying the body, purifying the mouth, and purifying the hands of the Quantifying Sect in turn.

Yu Ping observed carefully and saw that Li Qingxian's temperament had not only become dusty and elegant, but his skin was even glowing with jade light, his body was surrounded by airflow, and his hair was flying.

When everything was finished, Li Qingxian poured half a bowl of goat's blood into the blank bowl, added half a tael of cinnabar, and then added well water, while stirring constantly, occasionally sprinkling a little grass ash.

When it is thick enough, put your index, middle, and ring fingers into the blood and slowly inject mana.

The blood-colored magic ink around the fingers began to bubble and spread in all directions.

Wait for the whole bowl of French ink to bubble, and slowly withdraw the three fingers.

Yu Ping's eyes widened, and he saw that the three fingers were clean and clean, and there was no blood stained by half.