For a moment, Master Wumen felt that he should think about what Xiang Que said, but at that moment, the six zeros after the number 5 knocked his worries away.
People die for money, birds die for food, all people can do for huge benefits is throwing their heads and blood, but no one has ever cared about the consequences.
"Boom" Young Master Wumen closed the door, and Xiang Que was the only one left outside. He pulled out a cigarette a little excitedly, lit it slowly and smoked silently. After running around for a while, he finally pushed it away. Clouds see the sun?
In the room separated from Xiang Que by a wall, Young Master Wumen put Wan Wan on a wooden bed. First, he took out his mobile phone, opened the message and carefully looked at the balance on the bank card. It seemed that it was still unreal, so he deliberately I called the bank's customer service to confirm it again and again, and then let out a heavy breath.
Money is a good thing, but sometimes it is really not a good thing. It can make people lose their reason and judgment. A person who is originally quite smart can make people step on his smartness with a windfall. .
"What a windfall, it takes no effort to get it"
As for whether the curse on this child can be cured, the young master of Wumen didn't take it seriously at all. In modern society, there will be troublesome people in the poor villages. The young master of Wumen is actually a village bully. Places such as poor mountains and bad waters are basically self-governing because they are areas where the Yao people live and thrive. The government offices are all Yao people, and so are the police stations and government agencies, so this is a special place different from other regions. The place.
The Yao people are self-governing, and this village head regards himself as a local emperor. Do I care if I cause some trouble here in my own territory?
Quietly looking at the child on the bed, the young master of Wumen showed a smirk on his face. He found a piece of yellow paper from the room and spread it on the table, took out a knife and gently cut open the finished piece of paper. Finger, squeeze out the blood dripping from the finger and put it into a bowl.
As if feeling the pain, he suddenly grinned and began to cry. Xiang Que, who was sitting outside smoking a cigarette, suddenly felt his heart tighten. He stood up quickly and wanted to walk over, but at this moment, the voice of the young master of Wumen came from inside the room. : "It's okay, it'll be fine after a while"
Xiang Que sat down again, and Master Wumen dipped a Langhao pen into Wanwan's blood in the bowl, and wrote on the yellow paper the Year of Yihai, April 18, Chenshi, which is Wanwan's birthday.
"Pa" the yellow paper was pasted on the child's body, and the crying stopped abruptly.
Outside the door, after Xiang Que saw that there was no cry, he was slightly relieved and smoked another cigarette.
Ten minutes later, in the room, a scarlet letter loomed on Wan Wan's forehead.
die!
After the word "dead" appeared on her forehead three times in a row, it disappeared in her body.
"Boom" Young Master Wumen pushed open the door and walked out with the child in his arms, Xiang Que stood up nervously and greeted him.
"It's not difficult to understand something like witchcraft. If you don't understand it, it will be fatal. For our Wumen, witchcraft is the skill of housekeeping." The young master of Wumen returned the child to Xiang Que.
After Xiang Que took the child, he first looked into her eyes, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why"
Young Master Wumen pointed to the child's eyes and said, "The witchcraft doesn't dissipate so quickly, let's see the result after a day."
After the young master Wumen finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Xiang Que would be a little worried, so he reminded: "If you want to worry, you can just live in our village. It's not too late for you to leave after the child recovers."
"Thank you, I'd better go first"
Xiang Que didn't suspect that the other party had any intentions, because there was no grievance or enmity between the two parties, so he didn't need to make any kind of quarrel with him. Another thing, even if there was a conflict before, it was a trivial conflict that was not worth mentioning. The two bumped into each other while walking. After scolding each other for a few words, do they still have to draw their swords to kill each other?
At this time, Xiang Que is still in a state of chaos, and has lost the vigilance he should have. If, if he is a little more careful, he can taste all the details since the transaction between himself and Master Wumen. It's a pity that Xiang Que focused all his attention on the child and lost the judgment he should have long ago.
He is now being led away by the nose, and Xiang Que, who has always been shrewd in his head, has also done stupid things.
Later, Xiang Que left the Yao Village.
"Ah Gui, follow him, and if he reacts at that time, just do it" Young Master Wumen ordered while looking at Xiang Que's leaving figure.
the"Master, is it okay for us to do this?" Agui asked a little worried.
"What can happen, even if there is something to do, he has to figure out where he is first." Young Master Wumen said with his lips curled up.
At this time, Xiang Que felt much more relaxed physically and mentally. When he was done with nothing, he was as if he had no debts. Yes, the problem with Wan Wan was a debt that was on Xiang Que. He had to pay it back, had to pay it back. , When the debt is paid off, he is freed.
?Leaving Yao Village, took a boat along the Hongshui River and returned to Yao County. Since it was getting late, Xiang Que did not rush back, so he stayed in the county for one night.
This night, at midnight, Wan Wan was still haunted by ghosts.
"One day, maybe tomorrow will be all right"
After one night, Xiang Que left Dahua Yaozu County by bus to Hechi City, and then returned to Nanning by train.
In the car, Xiang Que and the child sat at the back. When the bus got on the national highway, the speed began to increase slowly, traveling at a speed of about 80 mph.
After suffering for a few days, Xiang Que was so exhausted that he dozed off drowsily holding the child.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Que, who was sitting in the back, suddenly felt the car stop suddenly, and a huge force sent him flying, and he was thrown up from the back seat, rubbing against the front seat heavily. He fell down in the carriage, and at the moment when he was about to fall, Xiang Que, who woke up in shock, covered the child with his whole body.
It's all right, Xiang Que was thrown to pieces.
Their bus was rear-ended, and everyone in the bus was fine, only Xiang Que and the child sitting in the back were injured.
Getting off the bus, Xiang Que's face was cloudy and uncertain.
The driver hurried over and asked: "Is there anything wrong with the person, is there anything wrong with the child"
Xiang Qiao nodded and said, "Can you go back to the hospital in Yaozu County?"
"Yes, yes, it should be"
?That night, Xiang Que and Wan Wan were admitted to the county hospital in Yaozu County. His injuries were fine. Xiang Que just wanted to see what would happen if another day passed.
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