Chapter 8: Reason? Science?

Although the fortune-telling was vague and illusory, Yang Qirui managed to remember his birth date and eight characters.

The birth date and time on this puppet doll are indeed his.

Yang Qirui still felt like he was living in a dream.

It turns out that there are such mysterious things in this world.

"Master, what's going on?" Yang Qirui asked.

Su Nanzhi glanced at him and said succinctly, "Take the hair of the person under the curse and stuff it into a puppet. Combine it with their birth date and time. This will rob them of their luck and make them suffer from bad luck."

Bad luck is not ordinary bad luck.

People often say, "I'm so unlucky." The "unlucky" in this sentence actually exists.

It’s good that the family is broken.

Generally, the caster of the spell has a higher level of Taoism, but he cannot escape the death of the person.

"Has it been broken now?" Yang Qirui asked cautiously.

He now didn't dare to underestimate this slender little girl.

"Two drug users died in your bar within a month," Su Nanzhi said slowly, "because they were cursed. This time it's only a temporary solution, but it doesn't address the root cause."

The so-called treating the symptoms but not the root cause is naturally because the person who cast the curse has not been found.

"Then...what should I do?" Yang Qirui had already begun to believe in the girl in front of him who was difficult to tell whether she was male or female.

Su Nanzhi took two steps closer and took the puppet from his hand. With a "bang", a flame emerged from her palm and burned the puppet clean in an instant, leaving no ashes.

Yang Qirui: Fuck?

Can anyone really start a fire with their bare hands?

"Remember to transfer the final 100,000 yuan to your account," the girl said expressionlessly, "and if you want to find the person behind this, add another 100,000 yuan."

Yang Qirui: “…”

Su Nanzhi probably saw what he was thinking and added, "You can rest assured. After we receive the money, we will take care of the after-sales service. If we say we will be responsible to the end, we will definitely be responsible to the end."

Fortunately, Yang Qirui is still able to spend 200,000 yuan.

If he could resolve the issue, even if he wanted to sell the bar, the price wouldn't be so low.

"good."

Yang Qirui readily scanned Su Nanzhi's payment code, and then felt a little sorry for his small amount of money. Now, as long as you have special skills, making money is so easy.

After Su Nanzhi received the money, he naturally went to work.

She said goodbye to Yang Qirui, then set off on another road and took a taxi in a completely different direction.

Before being stuffed into the suitcase, her peach wood sword spiritually moved to the curtain and rubbed itself against it, obviously disgusted with the puppet it had just stabbed.

Yang Qirui who saw this scene said: To be honest, the world nowadays doesn’t believe in science anymore, right?

The lights came on and the sky became darker, but the lights around were very bright.

Even the ghost face with red lips and pale face pasted on the outside of the car window was so beautiful and eye-catching.

Su Nanzhi stared at it in autism for a few seconds and then closed her eyes.

She has been able to see a lot of things since she was a child, and she was quite scared when she was young. She also had a congenital heart disease, and was admitted to the hospital several times due to heart disease without any warning. Later, she gradually got used to it.

Now this level of situation can hardly cause any emotional fluctuations in her.

But it's still quite annoying.

There are actually quite a few wronged souls like this who have been hit by cars and then haunt passing cars, but most of them can't do anything substantial.

Like the one outside the window, although it looks ugly, it just lies there.

Su Nanzhi waved her hand, and the invisible light dissipated. The next second, the face on the car window disappeared.

(End of this chapter)