Chapter 70: The Power of the Curse
Hearing Liang Xuanran's words, a touch of scrutiny seemed to appear in Shen Mocheng's deep black eyes.
Xia Shengyan understood the meaning of Liang Feiran's words, be ruthless to the enemy!
Demon spirits like the Crescent Moon are too kind, easy to be deceived, and more likely to be soft-hearted.
She needs to grow up in actual combat, and Liang Feiran is teaching her this.
Liang Feiran raised his hand again, removing the anger in his eyes, leaving only indifference.
"I'll tell you, please don't kill me!" The crimson glass beads of the doll ran out of her eye sockets, and only the rag doll was already twisted, looking extremely hideous, and she felt the irresistible fear of death coming at her, just a few breaths ago!
She understands that she is wrong, and Liang Feiran is not a liar who knows nothing. Instead, he planned to practice the vine demon spirit, so he didn't do it to her in the first place.
However, the doll said that it was all too late, that this was her last glimmer of life, and that the next moment, it would disappear without a trace.
Click__
Two crimson glass beads rolled out of the hollow eye sockets again, accompanied by the sound of the glass beads shattering.
Liang Feiran gently stroked the crescent moon on his wrist.
Xinyue also rubbed Liang Xuanran obediently and asked, "Lord Yin, this doll is a little different from me, is she a demon spirit?" β
Liang Feiran shook his head and said, "It's a kind of evil spirit." β
The new moon nodded weakly, such a terrible demon spirit, almost being tricked!
The wind poured into the house through the cracks in the windows, mixed with a touch of dampness, and the rain fell on the windows intensively at some point.
The curtains swayed in the wind, and the time on the faces of several people kept changing.
Shen Mocheng looked at the doll on the table that had returned to normal but was torn and twisted by an unknown force, and said that he reversed: "Who is it?" β
Liang Feiran bowed slightly, and said apologetically in her eyes: "I asked her several times, but she didn't plan to say it, I think she would definitely not say it again, who would have thought that she would want to say it before she died, but she was already dead at that time." β
Shen Mocheng listened to Liang Feiran's serious narration, and said without reproach in a low tone: "Your choice is correct, if it were me, I would choose it this way." β
Liang Feiran: "This doll has been here for more than a year, and its own purpose is to cure you to death, you have a great enmity with the other party, and the matter is even more serious than imagined." β
There are too many things that have happened to Shen Mocheng.
The incident in the crescent community is just a contest between the two sides in the mall, but this time it is about life.
Shen Mocheng pursed his thin lips lightly and said, "I have offended a lot. β
Liang Feiran showed a polite and embarrassed smile and said, "I can see it from the incident in the crescent community. β
Shen Mocheng turned his face slightly, a few strands of hair fell from his forehead, and asked, "Could it be that he is also a person who comes to the Taoist Temple?" β
Liang Feiran thought for a while and asked, "In terms of time, it doesn't have to be ...... You follow the trend to Taoism, what is the deep hatred? β
It stands to reason that as a bodyguard, she shouldn't inquire about this matter, but the current situation is already related to Shen Mocheng's life, and she must ask clearly to prevent it from happening.
Shen Mocheng shook his head and said, "I have never dealt with the Taoist temple at all, I have not been in contact, and there can be no grievances and contradictions. β
Liang Xuan's curled eyelashes fell, flapping like butterfly wings: "If you think of any key information, remember to tell me as soon as possible...... Now you should feel a lot more relaxed, after today, that feeling of irritability should not appear again, if it reappears, then you are really sick. β
The new moon couldn't help but swing the leaves with joy, scolding well!
Shen Mocheng turned his face unnaturally and said, "I know." β
Liang Feiran turned on his mobile phone, swiped the screen, and said: "This order has to be counted separately, it is not the same thing as the after-sales service of the crescent community, even if it is the same group of people, it has to be counted separately." β
She behaves very businesslikely, and when she should ask for money, she won't be polite.
This time, she dipped her fingers in cinnabar and spent spiritual power to write.
A talisman of five hundred, the reason why it is expensive is that it is expensive in the spiritual power, she even painted the talisman that was pasted all over the apartment at one time, and the spiritual power during the foundation building period was not much, and it was overdrawn.
She has always been very serious in her work, and this time, there have been no moths, and there are no less talismans.
Shen Mocheng looked at Shangliang Scarlet's cold and charming face, and the corners of his lips hooked lightly: "No problem, I'll let the company's accounts transfer it to you." β
Liang Feiran pressed the button to turn off the screen and said, "It's troublesome, if you still have any questions, contact me directly, and you will arrive within half an hour." β
Shen Mocheng didn't speak, and Liang Feiran and Xia Shengyan prepared to leave.
When Liang Xuanran's figure stepped out of the threshold, Shen Mocheng suddenly asked, "Fate, is there really no way to change it?" β
Liang turned his head and stood against the light, his ink-like hair dyed with a layer of gold leaf, and said with a bright smile: "Nothing is set in stone." β
With a click, Liang slammed the door shut. isolated Liang Xuanran's slender figure.
Shen Mocheng's gaze still stopped at the door, the light in his dark eyes flickered, and he whispered softly for a long time: "Nothing is set in stone, is the number of lives like this?" β
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The vitality in the puppet's pupils dissipated, and the red light illuminated the whole room a little weirdly, and a ghost-faced man suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Got rid of?" Did Shen Mocheng hire a demon slayer? Didn't he disbelieve in ghosts and gods? β
The next moment, a phone call came in, and the curse shook the sky: "When will the surname Shen die?" It's been more than a year! β
With apologies in his tone, the ghost-faced man said, "I'll return the money to you, I'm sorry, I can't take this order." β
"Can't pick it up? Why? Aren't you from abroad? Afraid of being found out by him? The man scolded, and the accusation in his tone was heavier.
The ghost-faced man shook his head and said in fluent English, "Someone got rid of the cursed doll I put in Shen Mocheng's office, I'm sorry, I really can't help you!" β
The man snorted coldly, grinding his teeth, and said, "You group of people are so timid, how can you be so famous internationally?" It's weird! Wouldn't it be nice to put another one? β
"It's internationally famous, because we do everything to the point, you saved my life, I helped you curse and kill others, and now it can't be, it proves that his life should not be extinguished, please give up." The ghost-faced man said calmly as if he hadn't heard the yin and yang weirdness in the man's tone.
The man was even more angry when he was persuaded like this, and accused: "What do you mean? Do you remember that I was your savior? Well? Then you still don't do what I ask? β