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Inside the villa, Ichiro Matsui was the first to notice something was wrong and immediately looked outside alertly.
"A technique to bind souls and claim lives? Have I been discovered?!"
Just as he was about to take action, he was shocked to find that the spell was not aimed at him.
After a moment's hesitation, he quickly chanted an incantation to retract the "Black Cicada Barrier," a secret technique of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect that he had previously set up.
After the barrier disappeared, the once warm villa instantly became extremely cold and gloomy, with even the glass windows filled with black ice crystals.
Tian, who was on the first floor, suddenly shuddered and began to curse.
"Damn it, why is it suddenly so cold? Is the air conditioner broken?!"
Before he could get up to check, he suddenly saw a ghostly figure moving around outside the window.
Moreover, the ghost was so tall that he could only see a pair of hairy thighs from the first floor.
"Holy crap, it's haunted!"
Mr. Tian was terrified and instinctively ran upstairs.
"Mr. Matsui, save me! There's a ghost!"
Matsui Ichiro merely sneered upon hearing Tian's shouts, raised his hand, and shot out a layer of black silk to lock the door, ignoring Tian's cries.
Seeing this, Miyamoto Yamaki, who was standing next to him, asked in confusion, "Lord Matsui, what's going on?"
Matsui Ichiro sneered: "We have an important mission to carry out; it's not worth fighting with a Chinese expert over a dog."
"Besides, wouldn't it be better if this dog died?"
“You can push all the blame for that girl’s situation onto him; it has nothing to do with you or our company.”
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Yamaki sneered, "Your insight is brilliant!"
Outside the door: When Tian couldn't get the door open no matter what he did, he was about to run downstairs again when he saw a large, hairy hand reaching out to grab him through the window.
Compared to this giant hand, I am like a toad.
"don't want!"
Although Tian tried his best to avoid it, what power does a mortal have against Taoist magic?
The three souls and seven spirits were immediately grabbed from outside the body and held upside down in the air.
On the other side, on the altar.
Zhao Youliang sensed something and immediately turned the paper figure with the talisman on it upside down.
Seven peach wood swords shot out like lightning, piercing the straw man's brow, eyes, heart, navel, and legs respectively.
At the same time, he rapidly chanted: "The sky is dark, the earth is dark, the sun and moon are dark, formless shadows are shrouded in darkness, illuminating all the paths of thieves."
"The omen prevents the enemy from moving forward, gathers their souls, shackles the Kitchen God, pierces his head with seven arrows, and pierces his heart day and night. Within seven days, he will die."
"I obey the command of the Supreme Lord Laozi, may it be done immediately!"
After the incantation was completed, black blood flowed from the spots on the straw figure where it had been pierced by the peach wood arrow.
At the same time, Tian himself was the same.
Seeing this, Zhao Youliang snorted coldly: "Alright, that guy surnamed Tian is dead!"
"Big Yellow... Sir, could you please just dig a hole and bury the straw man?"
Only when Zhao Youliang addressed him respectfully as "Grand Lady" did the big yellow dog comply.
With the help of the little lackey, the dog scratched vigorously with its paws and soon dug a small hole. With a look of disgust, it threw the scarecrow into it.
After burying it, he disgustedly urinated a large amount of yellow urine on the pit, which stank horribly.
Seeing this, Chang Jie weakly raised his chubby little head and spoke listlessly.
"Too brutal..."
I don't know whether they were talking about Zhao Youliang or the big yellow dog.
"Quantum Bro, you've killed the mastermind, but what about the other two Japanese devils?"
"That Xingya Guanyin..."
Liao Zhiyuan asked as he put away the altar, clearly showing great concern for Xingya Guanyin.
Zhao Youliang didn't really have any good ideas, so he could only say, "Let's take it one step at a time."
Then, with the dog on a leash, and with Chang Jie on his head, they went home together.
Nothing much happened in the following days, and Zhao Youliang enjoyed a rare period of family warmth.
A few days later, Zhao Youliang's adoptive father, Zhao Li, just like our hardworking fathers, couldn't stay idle at home and wanted to go out and find another job.
Even a job as a security guard in the residential area would be fine; as long as he earns a little salary, he can help Zhao Youliang ease some of the family's burden.
As I said before, the old man always wanted to save some money for his son.
Firstly, it's for the bride price, and secondly, it's to prepare a new house for Zhao Youliang.
Zhao Li wasn't the only one who thought this way; Zhao Wenzi felt the same way.
Seeing that Zhao Youliang absolutely refused, the father and daughter pleaded together.
First, Zhao Wenzi pleaded, "Brother, please let me go out to work."
"I will definitely be more careful this time and will never be fooled by bad people again."
Zhao Li also tried to persuade him earnestly: "Liangzi, Dad isn't that old, and the old doctor cured my illness."
"It's better to do something while you're still able to move around, otherwise you'll get sick from being cooped up at home."
Seeing the woman's eager face, Zhao Youliang had no choice but to agree.
He just secretly resented his own incompetence in making big money.
To be precise, not only did I not make any money, I also lost all my lifespan...
When the topic of lifespan came up, Zhao Youliang thought of what had been deducted from his lifespan after he successfully cast the spell a few days ago.
If I don't deduct anything, won't I become "invincible"?!
If you encounter bad people or evil spirits, just use the "Seven Arrows of Nailhead" technique to deal with them!
Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang quickly shared his thoughts with Liao Zhiyuan.
Actually, Liao Zhiyuan was also puzzled about this matter, and upon hearing this, he immediately began to secretly calculate without showing any emotion.
A moment later, Liao Zhiyuan said with a look of surprise, "Liang, Brother Quantum, I advise you to quickly give up that idea."
"The spell won't reduce your lifespan, but it will increase your karmic debts!"
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