Although I felt that Uncle Huzi was a little unusual, I didn't ask any more questions. If Uncle Huzi wanted to tell me some things, he would definitely tell me. If he didn't want to tell me, I wouldn't force him to ask.

The only thing I can be sure of is that Uncle Hu Zi will never harm me.

He is one of the people I trust most. Even if he really wants to harm me, I can only admit defeat.

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In the evening of the next day, Zhu Guoyao found me again and brought me what I needed.

This is a plastic bag. In that plastic bag is a smelly sock and a few curly hairs.

When I opened the plastic bag, the smell of the smelly socks nearly knocked me out. It was really eye-catching.

According to what I said, Zhu Aoao asked the undercover agent he arranged next to Huo Hao to steal the underwear of the head-dropping master Badan, except for a sock and a few hairs.

The hair was very crooked, and I don't know if it was on the head or some other part of it. The smell was really strong.

Especially those stinky socks, it's hard to describe. Does this master never wash his feet?

After just one glance, I sealed the plastic bag again.

Zhu Guoyao covered his nose and said with a look of disgust: "Master Wu, what do you want with this thing? It's so fucking awesome, it's going to kill me."

Master Wang behind him smiled, looked at me and said, "Young Master Wu must be using these things to cast a spell on the head-reducing master Badan, right?"

I nodded, looked at Wang Haomin and said, "Master Wang is indeed an expert. He can see my purpose at a glance."

"With this little thing, you can kill the head-dropping master Badain?" Zhu Guoyao asked puzzledly.

"Brother Hao doesn't seem to know much about our profession, especially the profession of Feng Shui master. For a Feng Shui master, a person is a Feng Shui field. The clothes he wears and the hair on his body are all Feng Shui of the human body.

Part of it, Master Wu can use these things to change a person's Feng Shui fortune, and it is not impossible to kill the other person, but I don't have this ability, so I can only assist Master Wu from the side." Wang Haomin smiled.

said.

I looked at Wang Haomin, and I really underestimated him. I felt more and more that this person was not simple. If we wanted to leave Zhu Aomin, he was obviously a big stumbling block.

On the surface we are all in harmony, but if we really fall out, no one will show mercy.

"Master Wang is so humble. You are also an expert. You should also know how to operate this Feng Shui spell, right?" I looked at him and said.

"I only know a little bit about it. Master Wu is the apprentice of the Feng Shui King. Feng Shui kills people, but it can also save people. It kills people invisible. It's really powerful. You have the true inheritance of the Feng Shui King. I'm just doing the same thing." Wang Haomin.

Said again.

I said in a deep voice: "Actually, my method is similar to that of the head-dropping master Badain. If the opponent lowers his head, he can also use this method to lower his head. He only needs to obtain the clothes you have worn.

Or the hair on the body, or even the cut fingernails, can kill you through the head-lowering technique. However, this method is still relatively complicated. The simplest is to apply some head-lowering powder or specially prepared potion on the body.

Then the lowering of the head will be even more severe."

When Zhu Guoguo heard what I said, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "It seems that I will have to be more careful in the future. From now on, I will have to keep my clothes, shoes, and even my fallen hair away."

"Brother Hao, don't worry, I will keep it for you." Long Mufei said from the side.

"Actually, the methods and techniques of the head-lowering master are all derived from the Taoism of our land of China. It's just that the Taoists are relatively low-key. Except for some people who practice evil ways, the Taoist disciples of Zheng'er Ba Jing are not

Those who use this kind of evil magic to harm others are damaging to the Taoist spirit. And those Southeast Asian practitioners and head-turning masters only secretly learned part of our Chinese Taoism and carried it forward, making it even more powerful.

Evil sects are lethal. Our Chinese land is the birthplace of real magic. And Master Wu is the apprentice of the Feng Shui King. If he fights with Master Wu, then he is really asking for trouble. Don't you think so, Master Wu?

"Wang Haomin looked at me again and said.

I gave a thumbs up to Wang Haomin and said with a smile: "Master Wang, I have a good opinion, but... I am just starting out, and I am not completely sure about winning Nabadan, so I can only give it a try for the time being."

Although Wang Haomin said it politely, there was a hidden secret behind his words.

He deliberately made me sound so powerful just to use less energy when dealing with Bataan.

Even if it fails, it has nothing to do with him.

There is a word called "pengsha", which refers to the method Wang Haomin used to deal with me at this time.

This person is also an old fox and must be guarded against.

Although my academic performance is very stable, I am not stupid, and I still know the difference between good and bad.

When Zhu Guoao heard what Wang Haomin said was so mysterious, he became more confident that I would take care of the surrender master Badan. He then said: "Master Wu, if you need anything else, just ask, I'll have someone prepare it."

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"I also need some hay, the kind that is not grounded, that is, no roots, just leaves. I want to use it to weave a straw man and use it to cast spells." I said.

"It's easy to say, I'll ask someone to prepare it right now." With that, Zhu Aoyao waved his hand, and Anzi quickly went down to prepare.

Later, Zhu Guoao said to me again: "Master Wu, my brother told me that tomorrow night at the Lijing Hotel, he will make an appointment with Badain, the head-officer, and find two women for him. By then Badain will

We will spend the night at the Lijing Hotel, which means we can kill Bataan tomorrow night."

"Okay, you book a room next to the hotel room where Badain is staying. I will go in in advance with Master Wang then. As long as Badain moves into that room, you can just contact me directly." I said.

Zhu Guoguo responded and quickly went to make arrangements.

After dark, Anzi brought me a pile of hay. I took out part of it and wove a very rough scarecrow.

Then he burned the hair of Badan, the head-reducing master, and the smelly sock, mixed with a piece of yellow paper talisman, and turned them into powder. He sprinkled them all on the scarecrow's body and recited a few words.

After the spell, wrap it with a layer of plastic film.

What I cast was indeed a Feng Shui spell, the kind that can kill people. It was only the first time I used it, so I didn’t know what to do with it, so I just wanted to practice it on Nabadan’s little life.

All I can say is that he deserves to be unlucky.

Soon, it was the afternoon of the next day.

Uncle Huzi and I were finally able to leave the villa and take a car to the Lijing Hotel.
Chapter completed!