smuggler

Chapter 71
We had nothing to say all the way, and under the leadership of Xiaomei, we found the high-end community where Sister Hong lived.

After ringing the doorbell for a while, there was a creak, and an old lady about five or sixty years old tremblingly opened the door.

The old lady took a look and asked, "Who is it, what is it?"

Xiaomei looked into the room twice, and immediately asked, "Where is Miss Hong, is she at home?"

"My niece is not at home. She said she has something to do and she is going out of town. I am here to look after the house for her." The old lady replied.

Xiaomei's expression was gloomy, with bitterness on her face, she didn't know what to say, but the old lady's eyes changed, and she pointed to the sign in her hand with a puzzled expression: "Isn't this my daughter's thing? Why is it in your hand?"

Ok?
My heart skipped a beat, and I turned around with my eyes wide open: "This brand...your daughter also confessed?"

The old lady nodded and said, "Yes, this thing has been placed in the living room by my daughter for almost two years!"

Xiaomei's face turned pale when she heard that, her body staggered and almost fell down.

I asked the old lady with a sullen face: "Mother-in-law, are you sure it's this brand?"

The old lady was very sure, saying that the amulet was originally invited back by her daughter from abroad two years ago.

At first, the old lady didn't like this thing, and she kept persuading Sister Hong to throw away the sign, but Sister Hong refused to listen, and said that she was stupid and that this thing could bless her to get rich.

From then on, Sister Hong made an offering of the amulet at her home, and it was a stick of incense every morning and evening.

"My daughter has been very hot-tempered since she was a child. If she refuses to listen, I will let her!"

The old lady said that she went to the city to visit her daughter a month ago, and found that the sign she had kept at home had disappeared, so she asked her what happened?

Sister Hong didn't say too much, she just said that she was tired of playing with it and had already thrown it away.

The old lady looked at Xiaomei and said with a smile: "At that time, I was still puzzled. How can I just throw away the things that have been donated for two years? I didn't expect it to be in your hands!"

The old lady muttered to herself for a long time, but every word that fell on my ears was like a thunderclap.

After hearing this, Xiaomei's face turned pale, and she leaned against the wall with blank eyes.

Even standing at the door, I just glanced into the room, not to mention the many valuable calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and the bag rack and shoe cabinet are also full of famous brands.

I have every reason to believe that Sister Hong transferred the amulet she used to Xiaomei.

Through the ritual of entering the spirit, the debt that should have fallen on her was passed on to Xiaomei.

No matter how stupid Xiaomei was, she understood at this moment, and her expression became gritted.

"Why don't you two come in and have a meeting." Seeing that we were not talking, the old lady beckoned us into the room.

"No, let's go back first." I forced a smile and dragged Xiaomei downstairs.

"Sister Hong is avoiding me on purpose."

Xiaomei pursed her lips, her body trembling slightly as she walked up the stairs.

When going downstairs, Chu Yuan appeared without anyone noticing, and his slender figure was leaning against the wall downstairs.

Xiaomei's thoughts were blurred, and her whole body was filled with fear.

I recounted what happened just now, and Chu Yuan sneered lowly: "Over the years, it seems that Sister Hong has made a lot of windfall through negative cards, but the luck she borrowed must always be repaid. I don’t want to pay it back by myself, so I need to find an unlucky substitute.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiaomei.

I held Xiaomei's hand and found that her hands were cold and trembling. I patted her lightly and said, "It will be fine!"

That being said, I have nothing to do, I can only turn my attention to Chu Yuan for help.

There was a malicious expression on his face, and he said with a slightly playful accent: "You can go back now and get that old lady's date of birth through that old woman, and it won't be difficult to find a few strands of her hair in her room. Then according to the method of entering the spirit she said, write her birth date on the talisman, burn it together with her hair, and the Yin boy will go to pester her, so that at least she can live for a few more days."

I felt uneasy and asked, "Is there no other way?"

"There is another way, which is to completely transcend it."

This is indeed the best way, but Yin Tongzi has already escaped from the amulet and is nowhere to be seen now.

"But how are we going to find it?"

"You don't need to look for it, it will come to you by itself."

When he said this, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and an incomparably bright light radiated from those dark eyes.

For a moment, I seemed to understand what Chu Yuan meant, and couldn't help but glance at Xiaomei beside me, but I didn't say much.

Chu Yuan asked us to prepare a few things, clay pots, chicken blood, ink fountains and glutinous rice, anyway, they are all easy to make.

After we were done, we took a taxi and went back to where Xiaomei lived.

According to what Chu Yuan said, a table was placed in the middle of the room, on which were placed clay pots and cracked yin tokens, and Xiaomei was asked to insert two incense sticks.

Then, according to Chu Yuan's words, he mixed the ink with the chicken blood and stirred it. The ink line was stained with the chicken blood ink, and he flicked the entire wall of the room, leaving only one door to enter the room.

Finally, Chu Yuan personally drew a red talisman on the black pot on the table.

"What are we doing now?" I asked nervously.

Chu Yuan said calmly: "Stay on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit. There is a spirit descending formation in this room. Being trapped by the formation, Yin Tongzi will be very depressed. In this formation, the only place that is more comfortable is this soul pot. It will definitely choose to enter here, as long as it enters, it can only be at the mercy of others."

Chu Yuan's method is actually very simple. Now the whole room is like a cage, and Xiaomei is now the bait.

As long as Yin Boy came in, there was nowhere to escape.

"Is this really okay?" Xiaomei's face was still pale, and she said in a low and hoarse voice with some uncertainty.

I'm not sure, but I nodded in case she wasn't afraid.

Xiaomei clasped her hands together and began to pray devoutly.

The hour of Xu is over, and the hour of Hai will arrive.

There was only one hour before midnight, and Xiaomei and I sat at the table, waiting quietly. Through the glass, I saw the rare cold moon in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, the smoke from the two incense sticks on the table suddenly turned black.

Chu Yuan suddenly said, "Here we come!"

"What?" Xiaomei said subconsciously.

I immediately tensed up and whispered: "Don't talk, hold your breath."

Sure enough, as Chu Yuan said, not long after I held my breath, I felt something outside.

Soon, this thing appeared in front of us. It was a hairy monster. The first time I saw it, I couldn't help but gasped.

(End of this chapter)