Gu Ye took out the small box he carried with him from his pocket, took out a small cinnabar pen from it, squatted down, drew a magic array on the ground, and placed the talisman paper in the center of the formation.

I stood up and took a step back, and drew a slightly smaller one.

Get up again and draw again.

Zhao Pengyu looked aside and found that the magic arrays drawn by Gu Ye were decreasing in sequence, getting smaller and smaller, and became simpler. He asked in confusion: "Gu Ye, what are you doing?"

After drawing the last magic circle, Gu Ye stood up and hooked his fingers.

Zhao Pengyu walked over, "Need help?"

Gu Ye pulled his hand and pulled the hat on the other end of the cinnabar pen to reveal a small needle tip. Before Zhao Pengyu could understand what he wanted to do, his fingers hurt, "Damn it! What are you doing?"

Gu Ye explained seriously: "Every array needs a drop of blood. You are stronger than me, and your yang energy must be more than me. Your blood is easier to use."

Zhao Pengyu raised his eyebrows, "I think you are just afraid of pain."

Gu Ye was exposed and did not refute. He pulled Zhao Pengyu a magic array and dripped it, then pushed him away, "Stay away, don't get in the way."

Zhao Pengyu grinds his teeth, what kind of bad friend is this?

Gu Ye stood in the smallest magic circle, narrowed his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yangming Dakui, Yuan Ji Wenchang, Yin Jing Tai Chi, Tai Shang Xuan Ji, obey my order and return to his position!"

As soon as Gu Ye finished speaking, a middle-aged man who was sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, widened his eyes with a pair of mung bean mouse, got up in disbelief, opened a purple box on the table, saw a black line appearing on the talisman paper inside, and a sinister cold light appeared in his eyes. He immediately picked up the long sword made of copper coins, picked up the talisman paper, and started to gesture while muttering.

The talisman paper followed him, like spinach sucking enough water, and it was instantly straightened from its wilted look.

Gu Ye tilted his head and sensed something. The corner of his mouth curled slightly, took another step forward, and stood in the next circle. He simply drew a few strokes of the cinnabar pen, "As soon as the flying sucks, thousands of ghosts hide, hundreds of ghosts obey my orders, and return to their position!"

The middle-aged man felt that the yin energy was thick around him, and he felt like he was trapped in a quagmire. His spiritual energy was getting less and less, and he was so depressed that he could breathe. The yin wind under his feet became stronger and stronger. He quickly thought and jumped, and he used his hand to burn a magic talisman, poured the ashes into the water, and drank it with a disgust. This way he felt better.

Gu Ye pursed his lips and took another step. The Seven Star Fighting Formation was stronger and stronger, step by step, allowing the other party to feel the pressure step by step, pulling into the abyss of despair, and destroying the other party's will step by step. This kind of game is fun to play.

Zhao Pengyu looked at Gu Ye and said something he couldn't understand every time he took. The blood-red talisman paper gradually turned yellow. As Gu Ye approached, every step trembled, as he looked like he was afraid, and it looked extremely strange.

The middle-aged man had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt something pressing down on his head. He felt the stormy ghost energy above him, gritted his teeth, climbed under the table, took out the peach wood sword he had treasured for a long time, and stabbed it with all his strength. The force on it paused. The middle-aged man's eyes showed joy. As soon as he rose, the power suddenly increased several times, just as something was smashing straight down. The peach wood sword broke in response to the sound. The middle-aged man screamed, and his right hand was twisted unnaturally, and it was broken.

Gu Ye's mouth curled, but his footsteps still did not stop until the sixth step was reached. Gu Ye stopped and tilted his head, as if he was sensing something. Zhao Pengyu did not dare to disturb him, for fear that something would happen to Gu Ye and it would be difficult to explain to the Gu family.

Gu Ye stopped for more than ten seconds and suddenly laughed, "I have never lost the battle with a strong life." He finally raised his foot, stood in the last formation, and stepped on the talisman paper with one foot, "Four Saints You Yi, the Seven Evils Follow, the Five Emperors Demon, the Eight Caves Refuge. Heavenly Pass, Earthly Axis, Heavenly Soldiers, Earthly Soldiers, Obey my orders, return to the throne, and kill!"

As soon as the last two words fell, a gust of wind blew up in the entire hall. In the morning, Zhao Pengyu and Aunt Wang, who were watching, felt a chill. Gu Ye stood there quietly, his hair was windless, his dark eyes were faintly smiling, and his delicate face seemed to have some evil spirit.

The middle-aged man who wrote the curse vomited blood and fell to the ground. His limbs were unnaturally twisted and had been broken into several pieces. He looked at the piece of talisman paper and vomited blood in horror. His eyes rolled and he fainted.

Gu Ye picked up the talisman, took a lighter from the table, burned it on the spot, and told Aunt Wang, who was still in shock, "It is best for everyone in his family to go out these days, listen to the Diamond Sutra, owe money first, and give it to me when you have money."

Gu Ye called Zhao Pengyu, "I'm leaving, go and have some delicious food. I'll give you some soup to nourish your body."

Zhao Pengyu reacted and ran over, pinching Gu Ye's neck with both hands, "I'm not that delicate!"

"Then you will follow me to kill demons and eliminate demons in the future and do my mobile blood bank?"

"You think beautifully! Is this the solution?"

Gu Ye glanced at Aunt Wang, "The rest can only be solved by herself. Maybe her friend just took a fancy to her life and wanted to take away her good luck. Unexpectedly, he found a vicious warlock. The other party wanted to let Aunt Wang's family live to achieve his ulterior motives."

"How is that warlock now?"

Gu Ye shrugged, "It doesn't matter."

Zhao Pengyu was speechless. What the hell is it that it doesn’t matter?

When the two of them arrived at the elevator, they happened to meet a girl in her early twenties who came back with a bag on her back. Zhao Pengyu grinned and laughed, "Oh~ Is the freshman back?"

The girl glared at him angrily, cursed "little bastard", shook the backpack on her shoulder, almost shook Zhao Pengyu's face, and left with a unique personality.

Zhao Pengyu was embarrassed, "I still have such a big temper!"

Gu Ye raised his eyebrows, "Aunt Wang's daughter?"

Zhao Pengyu spread his hands, "Yes, I forgot how I offended her when I was a child, and kept calling me a little bastard."

Gu Ye smiled, "Maybe you were naughty when you were a child and you forgot what a bastard thing you did."

Zhao Pengyu scratched his head, feeling a little guilty.

Hang Siwen knocked on the door, and Aunt Wang recovered from the shock just now. When she opened the door, she saw that it was her daughter. She asked in surprise: "Why are you back so soon? Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"It's a detour from the east, close to home. My father called me and said he was fine, but he had a broken arm. I'll come back to see you first."

Aunt Wang looked at her daughter's face, and said with concern: "Why is this little face like this? Are you sick?"

When he mentioned this, Hang Siwen hugged his mother's neck in fear, "It almost happened that you have no daughter. I'm lucky to hear you. By the way, where is that master? I have to worship him."

"The master is gone. Calculate the time. You should have foreseeed it at the elevator door."

"I only saw that little bastard Zhao Pengyu abducting a little handsome man."

Aunt Wang was helpless, "That little handsome man is the master you are looking for."

Hang Siwen's bag was shocked and fell off, "I feel so small! I feel so good!"

Aunt Wang is helpless. What are the focus of girls nowadays? Boys of this age are all growing and thin.

The mother and the mother went to the hospital together to see Mr. Hang. They confirmed that there was no other problem. Aunt Wang called the driver and went directly to a flower shop.

After entering the flower shop, Aunt Wang closed the door casually. The owner of the shop is a beautiful woman with a classic look, slim figure and wearing a blue cheongsam. When she saw Aunt Wang running towards the door enthusiastically: "Why are you here when you have time?"

Aunt Wang had a cold face, waiting for her to come to her side, raised her fleshy hand, and slapped her in the face, "I'm not available, I should be in the hospital at this time!"

Aunt Wang is chubby and strong. The boss's wife's thin figure was slapped by Aunt Wang and almost lay on the ground. She covered her face and looked at Aunt Wang in shock, her eyes as if saying, Are you crazy?

When Aunt Wang saw her innocent face, she was so angry that she wanted to tear her up, "How did I treat you over the years? Your parents don't have money to treat you, so I lent it to you! If you don't have a place to live, I will help you rent a house! If you want to open a flower shop, I will rent this store to you at a low price and help you connect! Even if you were bullied when you were a child, I will help you get back. Why did you harm my whole family?"

The boss lady burst into tears and said aggrievedly: "What are you talking about? How could I harm you?"

"I don't need you to quibble. You write that word. I have seen it since I was a child. It's been more than 40 years. We have been more than 40 years!" Aunt Wang's eyes were red with sadness. "I'm here to tell you that I opened this store for you. I'll take back my store. I will send someone to check it tomorrow at noon. You bring your flowers and get out."

When the boss heard that she was recognized, her face suddenly disappeared. She subconsciously grabbed Aunt Wang and did not dare to let go of this childhood friend she had always relied on, but she could not find an excuse for a while.

Aunt Wang threw her away with disgust, opened the door, and took the money tree she gave her from the driver. Now the flower pot has been broken by Gu Ye, and the soil remaining on the roots of the tree was smelling fishy. "This pot of flowers is back to you. I can't call the police on the grounds that you laid a curse for my whole family, but I can keep staring at you in the future. In the remaining fifty years, you must be cautious, otherwise, if there is no chance, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins."

The boss's wife was finally scared. Her future life was broken. How could she live in the future? The boss's wife rushed up and hugged Aunt Wang's legs and cried, "Meijuan, I admit my mistake. I am obsessed with ghosts. This thing is all feudal superstition. How could it work? I just envy you for your life so well and I am so miserable. I obviously grew up together. I am better in studying than you. Why did you marry better than me? I just didn't think it through for a while! I just want your good luck and want to live a life like you!"

Aunt Wang felt cold in her heart, "What should I do if you want my life?"

"You... I will treat you very well as you treat me!" The boss's wife cried and pulled Aunt Wang, "Forgive me for so many years of friendship, this time, I will no longer be feudal and superstitious in the future, and I will never be jealous of you again!"

Aunt Wang only found it funny, "Fethical superstition? I think it doesn't work? Not to mention it is useful or not, it's just that your heart makes me disgusted. Where did you get the face and beg me to forgive you? I'm so nice to you. It's the right thing to make you think you'll take away my things." Aunt Wang raised her foot in disgust and did not withdraw. The driver pulled the boss's wife away with a cold face.

Aunt Wang wiped her wet eyes and said coldly: "There are so many poor people, but they can't be poor and have no ambitions. I have informed your husband that you can go back with him and live a good life."

"No! No! He will beat me to death! Why are you so cruel?!" The boss's wife cried and her body was filled with flowers of flowers. She rushed towards Aunt Wang like crazy. She was pulled away by the driver in the middle and pushed aside.

Seeing Aunt Wang leaving proudly, the proprietress climbed forward with her hands and feet, but still didn't touch Aunt Wang's clothes. She covered her face in despair and trembled all over. Compared to the lack of financial resources and the blow she had to rest, she was even more afraid of her husband. It was a demon. He would linger her like a maggot, sucking her last drop of blood, living in domestic violence every day, she finally escaped. She couldn't believe that Aunt Wang would treat her like this, and she didn't dare to think about how she would live in the future.

She took out her cell phone tremblingly and found Aunt Wang's phone number. She wanted to pray for another chance. She wanted to have a life like her, but she wanted to exchange her for life. Is it wrong for her to live a good life? Didn't Wang Meijuan appear in front of her? She clearly had nothing to do, so why did she treat her like this?

Unfortunately, the phone could not be dialed, she had been blocked and her friendship was completely broken.

The boss lady returned to the flower shop and cried, and made a fuss. She turned her mind and tweeted a string of numbers, "Hey? Master, the last time the talisman was discovered, is there any way to remedy it? What you promised me is that as long as I give you money and her birth date, you can let me absorb her good luck and live a good life. What should I do now? What should I do!"

"What should I do? Cold salad, this guy is hard to save himself, how can he save you?"

The lazy voice was obviously different from the master I met last time. The boss lady asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

The opposite side said seriously: "Noodle Superman."

Two young men in black windbreakers were in the fortune teller's shop. After hanging up the phone of the boss's wife, they looked at the miserable fortune teller's miserable fortune teller, and kicked him with disgust, "I'm not going to die, I'm going to be a tough guy. You're so stupid. We are from the Art Society. Please come back with us for investigation."

It made a colleague look serious, "He can no longer hear you speak. The other party doesn't want his life, but this lesson is quite ruthless and he can't eat this industry in the future."

"I deserve it! Look at the things he raised, he used human life to raise the little ghost, and then sold the little ghost to make money. He must have several lives on his hands. Hey? What is this?" The two of them found a cracked talisman on the altar. They were surprised not by the viciousness of the talisman, but by the appearance of the talisman, as if it had been crushed by something, full of golden veins. Such a result can only be forced by a very fierce thing.

The man who claimed to be a superman of instant noodles became serious, "The person who dealt with him used this method. Do you think it looks familiar?"

His colleague carefully put the talisman on, "Take it back and let Lu Yun identify it. There may be other successors in his sect."

"Will people from that group have the same personalities?"

"Then, the management will have a headache."
Chapter completed!