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Chapter 198 The disaster of witchcraft, Peng Sanbian
  Yin Zhengxing, looking at his son striding out, suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, you can send another team to the magic city, lest He Xiu messes up the matter and can't clean it up."

"Okay, dad!" In fact, Yin Xinri also had the same idea. He Xiu looked unreliable. If he hadn't raped his sister, why would he have done this? It was a great sin.

In Yin Xinyue's room!

He Xiu stood at the window, holding a cigar in his hand, wearing a religious robe and trench coat, with long hair on his head, like a waterfall of black silk, looking at the undulating layers of Yanjing City. People living in private houses are struggling to live like ants.

Behind him stood Xiao Hong, who was looking down at his toes. He was not doing things well and didn't know what he would face.

"I asked you to do something. How long has it been? Is it so difficult to kill a few people?"

Xiaohong couldn't bear the condemnation of her conscience. It was really inappropriate to come to kill people and rob civilian girls against people who had no grievances in the past or recently.

"Master, I have already talked with the girl's father. He is willing to give his daughter to you, and the girl herself has agreed."

"Hmph! Then I will have multiple father-in-laws in the future. Do you know how much it costs to support an old man in old age? Do you know that a dead old man is a good old man? For the sake of being a good man, I will let your mother spend it. A peaceful old age, is this how you repay me?"

Xiaohong didn't know what to say. She died unexpectedly that year. Her mother was old and blind and had no one to take care of her. She could only eat one thin meal a day, even if her life was better. Thanks to meeting He Xiu, her mother had a better life. After two years of living as a landlord's mother-in-law, how can gratitude and repayment be offset by committing adultery? : "Master, I, I..."

He Xiu also regretted a little. At that time, his brain was twitching. He didn't know why he had practiced the cruel and ruthless Li Yue'e. Now he is surrounded by such a ghost Bodhisattva. Why are you promoting your style? When your blind old lady is about to starve to death, the streets are full of people. Man, who helped you.

"Okay, you can send this bag of small yellow croakers with silver dollars as a gift to his daughter. Get out!"

"Oh~ Thank you, master, thank you, master!" Xiaohong was relieved and left with her seductive waist. Her ghost king realm was already very solid, and she was no different from Li Yue'e back then.

It’s just that we are still thinking like a common man. What’s the point of playing with conscience? Can a conscientious mother let your mother live the life of a landlord’s mother-in-law? The eggs you eat every day are not bloody.

Doesn’t Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva also use scripts to earn merit? What White Snake preaches is just like Internet celebrities making up stories to deceive traffic.

"Brother-in-law, are you there? Something happened to my sister?" Yin Xinri pinched his nose outside the door and reluctantly called out the word brother-in-law. He really wanted to slap himself twice.

He Xiu's consciousness swept over and saw that it was Yin Xinri, the cheap uncle. He moved his fingers, the golden light on the door latch flashed, and the door opened automatically. : "Brother, what happened to Xinyue?"

The door opened automatically, and Yin Xinri was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember when this door had been so fashionable.

"Hey~! Brother-in-law, it's a long story to tell. My father made a marriage contract to my sister before. She was a small warlord in Jin Dynasty named Peng Sanbian. I thought she would be a potential spy like the Zhang family. Long, but later he was defeated and returned to his old profession of thieves. When we were about to get married, my sister was killed by you...ah, you know, now that Peng Sanbian has joined the Japanese bandits, and in the devil All, they detained my sister..."

He Xiu listened quietly to Yin Xinri's words, pondered for a while, and then replied: "I understand, can you find out Peng Sanbian's birthday and real name?"

"Yes, I brought it when I was doing the six rites."

"Well, bring it then!" He Xiu happened to be bored. The Yanshan Little Dragon Vein has now been taken over by the idiots. The senior Zhang Yishan who was in the same group has not been found. He originally wanted to take Yin Xinyue back to Sichuan and wait for the battle in the magic city. It’s time to go out again!
  Now that someone has come to my door without thinking about life and death, it's just a play.

evening.

He Xiu tied up a straw man, pasted it on Peng Sanbian's name, year, month, day, birth date, where the person was, started to pinch it, gathered bad luck on the straw man, and stuck a few nails on it.

Then he put it into a bamboo tube, and while tying it with hemp rope, he called the Crescent Moon maid at the door: "Ayou, at midnight, in the dead of night, bury this bamboo tube under the stone slab at the door of the public toilet."

Ayou took the bamboo tube in a daze, not quite believing it, what was the use of this thing, and asked weakly. "Uncle~, is this okay?"

He Xiu felt that her profession had been challenged. She rolled her eyes at this fat little white girl and pinched Ayou's fat: "You want me to dance you a magical dance and then say a few words?" Is it a curse thing like Malikou? Those fancy scenes are all paid for by others, so they are staged for people to see. The real curse technique is so simple, unpretentious, and simple to understand. I don’t understand, hurry up, don’t be impatient!”

The little fat girl held the bamboo tube while rubbing the place where He Xiu had pinched her. She scolded He Xiu in her heart for pinching her there every time she saw her. She was so perverted. She didn't want a family anymore. snort!

This curse of bad luck is added with a core and placed in a dirty place where people come and go. Whenever someone passes by it, the cursed person will suffer from angina pain, just like the two tendons between the heart, lungs and liver are tangled together. , people dare not breathe, but as long as they endure the huge pain and take a sharp breath, they will be released.

But there are so many people coming and going in front of this public toilet. I don’t know how many people step on it every day. If it hurts hundreds of times a day, what does it feel like? You can’t check it out even if you go to the hospital. As for bad luck, I can understand it. It's much simpler.

Shengjing City!
  Late at night, the white snow reflects the moonlight clearly.

Originally the slaves of the Later Jin Dynasty came to Beijing, but now they have become the bridgehead for Japanese bandits in China.

Peng Sanbian was brought here because of his merit in leading the way this time, and was greatly praised by a senior official.

Everyone has their own purpose, and Peng Sanbian naturally also wanted to use the hands of Japanese pirates to return to Jin and become a big shot for his own benefit.

"Hiss!" As soon as he got into the car, he suddenly felt an indescribable pain in his chest, making him unable to breathe.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Peng Sanbian twisted his features together, covered his chest with one hand, and waved the other hand to tell the bodyguard to stop talking. It was really so painful that I couldn't speak, and my chest didn't dare to rise and fall.

Looking at this situation, the personal bodyguard probably understood what was going on. : "Master, just take a big breath and you'll be fine. The pain will pass after a while."

Peng Sanbian was doubtful. He opened one eye and looked at the guy who was talking. Once he believed him, he took a deep breath of air and felt a sensation in his chest like a knife cutting flesh. Sure enough, the unspeakable pain disappeared. .

(End of this chapter)