Chapter 0013 Fine Scale Sand
He Jintang shook his head repeatedly: "There is no ancestral secret in our family. I really don't know!"
The fake Qin Ran waved his hand and slapped He Jintang to the ground: "What nonsense! Didn't Li Kun marry into your He family because he was eyeing the big secret of your He family and wanted to take advantage of it!"
"Your father is also a character. In order to keep the secret, he not only beat Li Kun to death but also killed Shen Jiang, and even killed his own daughter. And you still say that your He family has no secrets?"
He Jintang hurriedly explained: "It's impossible. My father loves my second sister the most. How is it possible? Li Kun is talking nonsense! "
"Do you think Li Kun has any need to talk nonsense about this kind of thing?" Fake Qin Ran asked coldly.
But He Jintang kept shaking his head and said it was absolutely impossible. When the fake Qin Ran again pressed him on the secret of the He family, he still couldn't explain it clearly.
“Brother He, it seems that you think my makeup is not done well enough?” The fake Qin Ran laughed sinisterly, “Then let me put on my makeup first, you wait!”
As he said this, he grabbed He Jintang by the neck, dragged him to the bedside.
I saw that she had a small knife in her hand, which was slightly longer than her finger. The blade was extremely narrow and thin, and it glowed faintly in the light.
"Both of these girls have good-looking faces. Brother He, which one do you like?" The fake Qin Ran stroked the faces of Lin Qingshuang's two best friends with a smile, then turned to look at He Jintang.
He Jintang was so frightened that he trembled and kept saying, "No, no, no, I don't like any of them!"
The fake Qin Ran's expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "You must choose one!"
He Jintang was so frightened that his eyes widened and he said quickly, "I like... I like them all!"
The fake Qin Ran's expression eased a little, and he said with a smile: "Then I'll take both."
As he said that, he put the strange knife against Lin Qingshuang's snow-white face.
I couldn't see her expression clearly in the closet, but I thought that this unruly girl must have been scared out of her wits. My mind raced, and I hugged the waist of the real Qin Ran next to me, picked her up and moved her forward.
"I'm sorry, little sister. I'll avenge you later!" I said to myself, shrank my body and hid behind her.
At the same time, he moved the clothes rack in the cabinet, making a "ding" sound.
I held my breath. The room was silent, and I could only hear a dull sound of footsteps approaching.
With a "click", the cabinet door was suddenly opened, and I rushed out holding Qin Ran. At the same time, I raised my left hand and threw out a handful of fine sand!
This fine-scale sand is actually not real sand, but fish scales that have been specially processed and then ground into fine powder. It has a very magical property, which is that it can easily adhere to yin objects.
When thrown into the wind, it can confuse evil spirits, which is commonly known as "covering the ghost's eyes."
But now I use it on people, the effect is quite good. The fake Qin Ran probably never expected that someone would hide behind her and throw sand at her. She screamed and was immediately blinded.
I immediately rushed forward, bent and stretched my five fingers, and used the peach-catching hand technique.
Feng Shui masters appeared very early in history and have evolved into two relatively different factions in the modern era.
One type is called an academic Feng Shui master, who usually looks at graves and houses, and does feng shui and geomancy, etc. In simple terms, they mainly talk and study theories.
The other type is called folk Feng Shui masters. This type of Feng Shui masters mainly work among the people. In addition to reading Feng Shui and judging good and bad luck, they often also learn some talismans and spells. Some even learn martial arts to strengthen their bodies.
In a word, the things learned are all miscellaneous , and one has to know a little bit of everything, so it is also called a miscellaneous school.
Someone like Liu Feihe should be considered a mixed school.
Although I am a fortune teller, as a feng shui master, I actually belong to a mixed school and what I have learned is extremely diverse.
This "Catching Peach Hand" originally came from the Yuan family in Xuzhou. It is a grappling hand that combines magic techniques, also known as the "Inch Yin Hand". Later, somehow it was collected by my third uncle and recorded in a book.
I had practiced it very well. With one move, I locked the wrist of the fake Qin Ran holding the blade, took advantage of the momentum and rushed into her arms, hitting her chest with my elbow.
The fake Qin Ran screamed, her eyes were blinded by the fine sand, but her reaction was extremely fast, and her other hand suddenly grabbed down.
Without saying a word, I let go of her wrist, rolled on the ground, and with my left hand, I locked her right foot and threw her to the ground in an instant.
The fake Qin Ran waved her hands around, slapped the ground, and stood up. I moved sideways and rushed over, bent my middle and ring fingers inward, pressed my thumb on the fingertips, and poked her ribs with one finger.
"You bastard from Longhu Mountain!" The fake Qin Ran snorted and suddenly shouted loudly.
I remained silent, but something moved my mind. What I had just used was the Evil-Binding Finger of the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Dao. This finger technique was considered a secret technique of the Tianshi Dao. I don't know where my third grandfather got the practice method from, but it was a pity that the thing was incomplete, only half of it.
Although I often practiced and pondered, I did not learn it completely. I only had the form but not the spirit, and it actually had no real effect.
But this woman is amazing. She recognized it right away!
But she probably never expected that I'm not a disciple of a Taoist priest, but just a little fortune teller who knows a little bit about everything!
I picked up a teacup from the table and threw it against the wall. At the same time, I put a copper nail in my hand and rushed forward.
The fake Qin Ran was attracted by the sound, and tilted his head slightly. Suddenly, he waved his hand and threw a ball of colorful things towards me.
I was startled and dodged.
The thing suddenly exploded in the air and flew up with a buzz. It turned out to be a group of flying insects the size of a fingernail, with bright colors. It was obviously not a good thing!
I pulled the sheet off the bed, wrapped it around him and beat him to death. When I looked again, I saw the door was wide open and the fake Qin Ran had disappeared.
I checked at the door and confirmed that the woman had left, then I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Help... Help!" He Jintang stumbled out of the bedroom.
I couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. He, your father asked me to take you back, will you go back?"
"I'll go back, let's go quickly!" He Jintang said repeatedly, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to escape from this place.
I asked him to wait for a moment and went back to the bedroom to see Lin Qingshuang's two best friends.
Their faces were pale, and their pillows were covered with tear marks. I don’t know how many times they cried out of fear.
I thought of what I just saw, so I asked, "Have you two been fed worms? If so, just roll your eyes."
The two best friends' eyes immediately rolled around and tears started streaming down their cheeks again.
It seems that the two of them, like He Jintang, were unable to move because they were fed with insects.
But I had never heard of such a weird method, and I didn't know how to explain it, so I said, "It's okay, at most you can go to the hospital to have a cesarean section, and maybe it will give birth to a nest of worms."
