[MTL] Fortune Teller Master ✔

Chapter 8

Jiang's old-fashioned building has a large yard, which is 60 to 70 square meters. There is a big jujube tree in the yard against the wall of the yard, a small and large field was reclaimed next to the corner, some green rapeseed was planted, and a string of semi-red and green was hung on the seedlings in the rack Tomatoes look very gratifying.

Lin Qingyin placed the two jade pendants and the hat on the stone table in the middle of the yard. He grabbed a small stone from the bag and seemed to arbitrarily set it on the table. Wang Fatzi looked at the size and shape of the stone somewhat familiarly, thought for a long time, and screamed his head in surprise: "Master, was that the thing you put next to my booth that day? I said the place where I sat was so cool , More comfortable than air conditioning!"

"Oh, you didn't tell me, if you want to know that I have to put this baby away, what if it is picked up by someone else?" Wang Fatzi sighed while looking at the small round stone on the table: "Your baby is long It’s too plain, it looks like a stone, I didn’t recognize it."

Lin Qingyin reached out and pushed the fat Wang Wangzi aside, and squeezed him aside: "It was the stone, picked up by the filial piety by the river. How much is needed, I like to pick it up myself."

Wang Fatzi stood up and watched as Lin Qingyin made a strange shape with stones. After putting down the last stone, Wang Fatzi felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and he subconsciously blocked it for a while, but he didn’t see him for a long time. When something special happened, he looked around. He always felt that the sunshine in this meeting was more dazzling than before.

In the eyes of Wang Fatzi, nothing changed on the table, but Lin Qingyin could clearly see that the hot yang was tearing the filth on the hat, but the filth of the hat accumulated a thick one for a long time. Layer, the energy of the sun alone will not be cleared for a while.

Lin Qingyin withdrew his eyes and turned to ask Jiang Wei: "Do you have sharp blades in your house?"

Jiang Wei nodded: "My dad's razor has a lot of spare new blades. I'll get them."

Lin Qingyin instructed: "Take another small dish, and clean it without water stains."

Soon Jiang Wei found something out, Lin Qingyin unpacked the blade, looked at the thin blade like a cicada's blade, nodded with satisfaction, and stretched his hand to pull Jiang Wei's wrist over, when he hadn't reacted yet A quick stroke on his index finger, squeezed onto the plate, a bright red blood came out.

Jiang Wei was shocked by Lin Qingyin's agile skill. When he recovered, the blood in the small dish had covered the bottom of the plate. I didn't know how Lin Qingyin squeezed out how much blood. He pointed his finger. It's all numb.

"Okay." Lin Qingyin nipped at the top of his finger, and then dipped the blood hanging from his fingertip into his hand: "Don't waste it."

Jiang Wei looked at his fingers and belly, except for the slight blood stains, there was no bleeding anymore, but Lin Qingyin started a little too ruthlessly, the cut was very deep, and the wound hurt hotly.

Lin Qingyin carefully placed the small dish in his hand on the table, patted Jiang Wei's arm and said, "Come and sit, I will draw a symbol for you."

Jiang Wei was inexplicably manipulated by Lin Qingyin's god, but the person was invited back by himself. The blood was also released, and he couldn't get the person out. Then sit down and wait for the drawer.

Jiang Wei sat on a chair and lifted his head slightly. Lin Qingyin dipped blood on the dish with a slender index finger and drew it on Jiang Wei's forehead.

Lin Qingyin had studied mathematics for thousands of years in his whole life, such as Yin and Yang Five Elements, Tiangandizhi, Hetuluoshu, Taixuan Jiazi number, etc., all of which are counted as basics, and even the entry of spells and the like are not counted. There are so many things to know, and the spell knows what is going on without even learning. The spell that Lin Qingyin painted on Jiang Wei's forehead is not the same as any spell recorded in history. If you look closely, you can find the similarities to many spells such as exorcism, gathering spirit, body protection, pure soul, etc., more like It is a combination of many spells fused together.