Chapter Eighty-Six, Transfer

The mana was poured into the pen of the edict, Yang Chenyu walked on the yellow paper, and in less than five minutes, a talisman drawn by mana was freshly baked.

At this time, Yang Chenyu's face was a little pale, he picked up the talisman, looked at it, and felt very satisfied.

Although there is no cinnabar fixed mana, which makes the time for this talisman to take effect is very short, Yang Chenyu has a useful intention.

"The Emperor is here. Yang Chenyu beckoned to Yang Jintong.

"What are you doing?" Yang Jintong always felt that something bad would happen to him, and he didn't move half a step towards Yang Chenyu for a long time.

"Good thing!" Yang Chenyu saw that Yang Jintong was grinding very much, walked over, and with a wave of his right hand, he lit the talisman, and then slapped it on Yang Jintong.

"What are you doing!" Yang Jintong was shocked and wanted to dodge, but his chubby body was really not powerful, and he was still slapped by Yang Chenyu on the firelight, but if he looked closely, the firelight had dissipated, and there was not even a trace of ash on the white suit, what was going on?

Just when Yang Jintong was suspicious, Yang Chenyu took a few steps back, and after widening the distance between him and Yang Jintong, he said slowly: "God of Wealth, you two must not touch the emperor, otherwise something will happen, and the poor road will not care." ”

Hearing Yang Chenyu say this, the God of Wealth and his family still thought that Yang Jintong had hit an evil spirit, and the old Tao was exorcising evil spirits from him, of course, this sentence also scared Yang Jintong to stand in place, and asked what was going on.

"Let's put it this way, Emperor, if you believe in the poor way, go out immediately, don't touch other people physically, who do you want to seek revenge, just go and shake hands, do you understand the meaning of the poor way?"

As soon as he heard Yang Chenyu's words, Yang Jintong Tengteng came out of the box, and Yang Chenyu asked the God of Wealth to sit down, eat cold dishes, and loudly beckoned the waiter waiting outside the door to serve the food.

Before the kitchen was served, Yang Jintong came back with doubts on his face, and as soon as he entered the box, he didn't care that Yang Chenyu was holding chopsticks in his hand, so he moved the chair, leaned against Yang Chenyu, and whispered to Yang Chenyu: "Why didn't anything happen to that kid?"

"Don't be impatient! Your old man is not hungry with a fat voice, but the poor road is close to the back, can you wait for the food to come up?"

Yang Chenyu gently pushed, and Yang Jintong and the chair went out halfway, widening the distance, lest those talkative waiters think that the two of them were backing their backs.

Maybe it was Boss Zhou who personally supervised the formation in the kitchen, and after a while, more than ten dishes with full color and flavor were served, and the wine was Yang Jintong's ten treasures stored here, and it was a rare treasure brewed by a brewing master with ten rare medicinal materials as auxiliary materials, even Yang Chenyu felt that it was a good wine, and it was rare to drink a few more glasses.

At the end of this wine glass, the previous weird atmosphere was suddenly swept away, and Yang Jintong continued to ask questions with a greedy face after toasting Yang Chenyu for a few glasses.

"Nothing, that talisman is called a transfer talisman, which can temporarily transfer the good fortune of one person to another, and the person who receives the transfer will have good luck in a short time. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jintong became anxious: "Isn't this harming me? Ouch!" Who knew that when he was in a hurry, the chair was crooked, but he didn't sit down steadily, and fell to the ground.

"No, the good luck is gone, the bad luck is coming. Yang Chenyu smiled and sandwiched a piece of salmon fillet with some sauce, swallowed it in his mouth, and praised it lightly.

almost didn't make Yang Jintong angry, but it was the God of Wealth who was a bystander, pulled Yang Jintong up from the ground, and persuaded him: "Lao Dao is our brother, and he doesn't know that Zhang Yuzhu, so there is no reason to help him, right? ”

After listening to the words of the God of Wealth, Yang Jintong calmed down, what the God of Wealth said was right, there is something else here, and the old Tao did not make it clear.

Seeing that Yang Jintong was in a hurry, Yang Chenyu smiled instead, and said: "The transfer talisman sounds like a good thing on the surface, but why does it have a bad reputation in the Daomen? It is true that he borrowed your good fortune, but when the good fortune is gone, his bad luck will be repaid tenfold!

Hearing this, not only Yang Jintong, but even the God of Wealth and his family opened their mouths wide, although they knew a lot about Daomen, but they knew very little about this talisman.

Yang Jintong couldn't help but smile: "Doesn't this mean that my good luck will be tenfold by then?"

"Phew, you want to be beautiful, but you are just repaying your good luck, and that tenfold decline is just the punishment of heaven for not working hard. ”

Yang Chenyu glared at Yang Jintong with disdain, but the chopsticks did not stop, and there were already four plates that were empty.

Yang Jintong was not angry at all, and while holding up his chopsticks to snatch a lobster, he said with a smile: "Hehe, in this way, isn't it that the more unlucky I am now, it will be difficult for that jade pillar to turn over at that time?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Jintong was not angry but happy: "Hehe, that's it, prick a few more times." By the way, old man, how long is this borrowing?"

Seeing the human blood dripping on the lobster, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Emperor, do you still want to ask people to eat? Poor Dao didn't bring cinnabar to stabilize the mana, so the time for this borrowing is estimated to be only one day and one night." ”

Yang Jintong hurriedly withdrew his bloody finger and wiped it with a napkin, a little dissatisfied: "Why is it only one day and one night? It would be good if it was three days and three nights." ”

"Three days and three nights?" Yang Chenyu smiled: "If it is three days and three nights, I am afraid that you have already died in Huangquan, where is there a chance to wait for good luck to return, if not, how can the world not know about this borrowing charm that harms others and is not beneficial to oneself? I am afraid that from ancient times to the present, there is no second person who dares to use the borrowing charm like this except for the poor road." ”

Yang Chenyu didn't say it completely, this luck charm is also a damage to the luck of the charmer, otherwise, wouldn't the luck charm become a weapon that harms people?

But only in this way can people not see a flaw, even if they have great power and can pinch and calculate, they can't count Yang Chenyu's relationship in this.

Anyway, I still have a balance of merit, but I am not afraid of wasting it like this.

Hearing Yang Chenyu's words, Emperor Dongyue suddenly became cautious, and he also thought that now that the decay is possessed, the lobster can prick his fingers and his throat, and he can't be careless.