As soon as the paper-breaker came out, he began to scream, as if he was complaining. His paper-stuffed hands kept gesturing in the air. Xiao Yun couldn't understand it, so he said to himself: "Isn't this too tired when I came back last night? OK, I'll unravel this talisman for you now."

The facial features of the paper-braided human face trembled with the body. It seemed that it was very excited. I was about to scream again, but Xiao Yun slapped him in the next second: "Your uncle, don't say anything, my mother is still outside! What should I do if she hears it?"

The paper-breaking man covered his funny head, feeling very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to make any strange screams again.

Xiao Yun took out seven yellow flowers, seven stones, a box of cinnabar powder, and a stack of red paper from his backpack. These things were all found on the way back from get off work. The paper-making man was curious and looked at them with his head tilted.

Immediately afterwards, he went to the kitchen to get a raw egg, took a bowl of water, and prepared the things, blurted out and asked the paper-breaker: "Tell me your name and birth date."

"Yeah!" The paper-breaking man replied seriously.

Xiao Yun slapped his forehead and was speechless, murmured: "Damn it, I forgot that you can't speak human words."

As he said that, he got up and walked to the desk, took the paper and pen, and handed it to the paper-made man. The paper-made man clumsyly hugged the pen with two fluttering paper hands, and wrote a string of words on the paper crookedly.

Xiao Yun stood beside it, tilted his head and looked left and right, and then suddenly sighed: "Tsk, the five elements are dead, it seems that you are a pitiful person too."

As the name suggests, bias means more, and dry means less. The so-called five elements are biased, which actually means that there are too many parts of a person's eight characters and too few parts, thus forming a particularly unbalanced fate.

Generally speaking, people with low five elements value emotions, but if they don’t meet noble people, they will basically suffer poverty and suffering throughout their lives. The so-called fate of poverty and humbleness is generally said to be like this.

"Yeah!" The paper-thorn man seemed to remember some sad past, lowered his funny head and called out a few times.

Xiao Yun continued to look, and suddenly he was stunned, "An Ning? Whose name is this? Do you have no surname?"

The paper-breaking man shook his head, looking even more sad.

Xiao Yun waved his hand and said, "Well, it's enough to have a name and birth date."

After saying that, he added water to the cinnabar powder, dipped it in red cinnabar with a brush, wrote a spell to crack the soul talisman on seven small stones, took another piece of red paper, wrote the word "Aning" on it, and pasted it on the egg.

After preparing all this, he wrote the paper-made birth date and horoscope on another piece of red paper, burned it to ashes on fire, and then mixed it into the bowl of clear water.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his fingers and pointed at the water bowl and chanted the mantra. Xiao Yun's eyes were closed and his lips closed, and a low voice echoed in the room.

I don’t know how long it took, but the raw egg in front of me suddenly cracked two gaps. Xiao Yun slowly opened his eyes and beat the raw egg into the bowl.

Next second.

I saw the black egg white leaking into the bowl, emitting a foul stench!


Chapter completed!