Chapter 0016: Life-changing Evil Spell
"Exchange lives?!"
Han Wenshan opened his mouth wide and could n't close it for a long time. It took him a while to come back to his senses.
"Master, what does it mean to exchange lives?" He frowned.
"Mr. Han, I have carefully examined you. You definitely do not come from an ordinary family. You are destined to be extremely rich and powerful." I said with a serious expression.
"Someone has set his eyes on your good fortune! He wants to take your place and enjoy the wealth and glory that shouldn't belong to him! This is an extremely sinister and evil magic. To be honest, this is the first time I've seen it."
If it weren't for the art of observing qi, I would never have been able to tell that his face shouldn't be so ordinary.
His vitality and luck dissipated towards one place, as if they were sucked away. Combined with the fact that his facial features changed from good to ordinary, as well as the content of his dream, he made this bold guess.
"However, your ancestors have been blessed for a long time, and you have the protection of your family, so the other party failed for a while. But if it is delayed for a few more days, I am afraid it will be too late."
Snapped!
The teacup fell to the ground, Han Wenshan's expression became uncertain, he clenched his fists, and tried to suppress his inner emotions.
"Master, how can I solve this?"
"Go home immediately and look around your house for any strange objects with your birth date written on them, especially in your bedroom or under your bed. If you find any, burn them immediately!"
"Okay, I'll go find it right away! If I succeed, I will definitely reward you handsomely!" Han Wenshan stood up.
"Oh, there is one more important point that can help you get rid of bad luck."
"Master, please speak."
“Drink more hot water!”
Han Wenshan was obviously stunned for a moment before leaving in a hurry.
I took a long breath, rubbed my sore eyes, and lit a cigarette to calm myself down.
I was able to help Han Wenshan, and I finally felt at ease with the ten thousand yuan.
The art of observing qi really lives up to its reputation. I believe I won’t have to worry about money anymore.
Although the ghost story live broadcast room is weird and scary, the rewards it gives are indeed extraordinary.
What is this called?
Risks and benefits coexist?
Not long after Han Wenshan left, Wang Quezi came over with a golden sachet in his hand.
"Here!" He threw the bag and two dollars on the counter in a bad mood. "You're the first one to ask me to run errands for you!"
"You don't need the leftovers, right?"
"I don't want a cent that's not mine!"
Wang Quezi was very stubborn, so I put the change into my pocket and opened the treasure bag with anticipation.
There were three yellow talismans inside. I took them out and placed them one by one on the counter.
The paper is much better than ordinary yellow paper. I can’t understand the runes on it, but I can indeed feel a different charm.
"A talisman to calm the mind, a talisman to avoid evil, a talisman to exorcise evil spirits..." Wang Quezi explained to me the differences and functions of the talismans one by one.
"Talismans are divided into four categories: high-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade. A set of talismans is more effective than a single one. With this set of medium-grade talismans, you should be able to have no worries in the near future!"
If it can save my life, this 998 is totally worth it.
I was in a good mood and fulfilled my promise to treat Wang Quezi to a big meal.
Without him, I wouldn't have made 10,000 yuan, let alone bought this set of Zhongcheng Talismans. I wanted to give him 5,000 yuan, but he said he didn't want anything.
We sat at the barbecue stall, ordered beer and barbecue, and talked while eating in the evening breeze.
"Old Wang, did you really trick Han Wenshan here ?"
"Can the Han family be fooled so easily?"
"From the tone of your voice, the Han family is very important?"
"People give me the nickname, Han Bancheng."
"What?" I couldn't believe my ears. "The Han family, the richest family in Dongzhou?"
I often see news related to the Han family in the news. It is said that half of the houses in Dongzhou City were built by their Han Real Estate, so it is nicknamed Han Half City.
I can see that Han Wenshan is not from an ordinary family, but I have never connected him with the richest family, the Han family. I don't know what his status is in the Han family.
But for a person with such a background, there are all kinds of talented people. Why would he only trust a lame man who sells things on the street?
Could it be that this old man is really a great master who lives in seclusion in the city?
I looked at Wang Quezi, who was dressed in shabby clothes and put skewers of barbecue into his mouth. His mouth was full of oil and he had no image at all. How could he look like a master?
However, although he eats, he never smokes or drinks.
If you say he is a master, he seems to be out of tune . If you say he is a charlatan, he seems to be silently abiding by some rules.
"Lao Wang, what is your relationship with Han Wenshan? I see he seems to be very convinced of you." I asked indirectly.
"I told his fortune before, so we are old acquaintances, but we don't have much contact in normal times." Wang Cuzi was vague.
"Then how can you be sure that I can save Han Wenshan?" He didn't know that I had learned the art of observing qi.
"Do you think I'm a Daluo immortal? I just read his fortune and found out that someone can save him, but I don't know who it is."
I was half-believing and half-doubting: "Since you are so accurate in fortune-telling, why do you always get beaten up?"
"What do you know? This is called when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry..."
After questioning for a long time, I still couldn't figure out whether he was a hidden master or not. Instead, I couldn't understand him more and more.
