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Chapter 5: To cut the weeds, we must also remove the roots.

People like Wang Siwan do many evil things and know that they have enemies everywhere, so they will definitely ask someone to protect them.

Not only do you need to hire bodyguards, but you also need to hire magicians to protect you.

During the years when Sister Miao and I traveled around the world, every rich and wealthy person I met was a person who did not worship those who were truly capable of magic.

Sister Miao said that these people's money is stained with blood, and they are more afraid than ordinary people of the evil means of killing invisible people.

Wang Siwan enshrines the most famous Yin-Yang man in the county, whose nickname is Zhao Heizi. He claims to be a man of fortune-telling and fortune-telling who knows everything about things and disasters in the Yin-Yang homestead.

It is said that Wang Siwan made a fortune in his early years because he asked Zhao Heizi to move his ancestral grave.

Before I attacked Wang Siwan, I went to see Zhao Heizi once. I felt confident and started to do things when I came back.

First, he obtained Wang Siwan’s birthday and birth date from the hospital’s birth record, then carved a wooden figure, and pasted Wang Siwan’s photo with his birthday and birth date on the back of the wooden figure, using the clothes Zhou Cheng’s wife wore when she was insulted. The ink mixed with clothing ashes and Zhou Cheng's blood was dipped in a silver needle. After pricking the wooden figure all over the body, the silver needle was nailed to the crotch of the figure. Finally, the figure was wrapped in white cotton cloth filled with incantations.

This is the nightmare object needed to perform the nightmare-suppressing spell, one of the thirty-six heretical spells.

Generally, the nightmare objects used in the nightmare suppression technique do not need to be so complicated. They only need to bury some small coffins, bloody tile knives, even broken shoes, broken mirrors, old clothes, etc., which can all play different roles.

But this time I used the nightmare-suppressing technique improved by the Yuan Shi Jing Lamaism. The execution is more complex and the effect is more vicious. It is listed as the third most sinister of the thirty-six heretical techniques in the "Yu Compilation of Taoist Authentic Sect".

Caisheng, who would be cut off by Lingchi if caught, was only ranked seventeenth.

After preparing the monster, I hung a small mirror on the roadside tree outside the southwest corner of Wang Siwan's house at night.

The next morning, a passing driver got confused when turning a corner and crashed into the wall of Wang Siwan's house.

The people were fine, the car was damaged, and a piece of the wall collapsed.

It wasn't a big deal, so Wang Siwan's family immediately hired a familiar contractor to dig out and rebuild the entire section of the wall.

While they were busy working, I walked over to them with my hands folded, pretending that my home was being renovated, and asked about the price of the masonry work.

A few bricklayers got interested, and while they were working, they asked me how big the house was to be renovated, where it was located, and whether I wanted to decorate it in a large or small way.

I squatted next to them, chatting with them, and quietly used a magic spell on the nearest master bricklayer. While he was confused, I put the monster into the foundation pit.

Then it’s time to wait for the harvest.

I take Zhou Cheng with me to monitor Zhao Heizi's movements every day.

On the fifth night after the wall was built, Zhao Heizi was picked up by Wang Siwan's men.

I sent Zhou Cheng back and sneaked into Zhao Heizi's house. I dragged a chair and found a dark corner to sit down.

Zhao Heizi didn't come back until after ten o'clock in the evening.

He entered the room in the dark, without turning on the light. Instead, he sat down at the table, touched the teapot first, and took a big sip for himself.

After finishing the sip of cold tea, he let out a long sigh, reluctantly turned his head and looked around, and then his eyes were fixed on the corner where I was sitting. His whole body became stiff, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Who?"

I said softly: "The sky is high, the water is wide, there are many mountains, and the gods from all walks of life show their true spirits. When I go out, I go first to pay homage to Master Ge. I don't know which mountain, which temple, which old immortal master I am worshiping?" "

This is the incision to explore the path to Taoism.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, the world was in chaos, and the world prospered. There were nine streams, three sects and five sects. Disciples and disciples from each circle came to the world and traveled all over the world, either seeking wealth or power. Each circle had many branches. In order to avoid the flood when disputes broke out When they came to Longwang Temple, they didn't recognize their own family members, so they each formed a set of methods to explore their identities.

However, after decades of purges after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this set of things has long been lost to pieces, and almost no one in the world knows how to talk about it.

But it is said that although it is not in the world, there are still legends in the world.

Anyone who has been around in the martial arts world knows that anyone who can speak out in person must have a background and foundation. He is by no means a lone wolf who does not dare to provoke someone easily.

Sister Miao doesn't know much, but she knows enough to bluff people.

What I mean by this is to reveal my identity to him first, and then ask him which lineage he belongs to.

This branch of Yin Vein Technique worships Master Ge Hong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty as its founder. The reason is that Master Ge Hong clearly divided the pulse into Yin and Yang pulses for the first time in "Miscellaneous Theory of Pulse Conditions" and stated the secrets of each.

So I said, "I have just become a disciple of Master Ge Xian." Those who know the art will know that I am the true disciple of Mr. Yinmai, a heretic.

Zhao Heizi did not reply immediately, but was silent for a while, and then said with difficulty: "I am just a local gangster, not a gangster, and I don't understand what you are talking about."

I said, "You don't light a lamp when you come in, and you drink water before leaving. You clearly see Wang Siwan's weakness and want to escape to avoid trouble. He is very knowledgeable, how dare you say that he is not a professional?"

The sound of Zhao Heizi swallowing was clearly audible, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little frightened, "I just learned some superficial skills from Aunt Xishan Qu, and I have never officially become a teacher."

I asked: "Wang Siwan pays you a tribute and pays you a lot of money every year. If something happens, you want to leave. Is this worthy of your conscience?"

Zhao Heizi said: "If you can help me, of course I will, but if you can't help me, I can't compromise myself. I don't dare to get involved in your heretic matters."

I sneered: "With Wang Siwan's temperament, will you run away? Since he has found you, it means that it can't be solved at the hospital. If you dare to run away, he will definitely drag you to the funeral!"

Zhao Heizi was silent for a moment and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Talking to smart people saves worry, so I said: "I want you to show him a clear path. You can't solve this problem, but Fourth Master Bai in the provincial capital can do it! Please send a message to Fourth Master Bai for me. I only want life, not wealth, and I will hear the news in twenty-one days. Everyone will get what they need from this deal, and nothing will be owed."

Fourth Master Bai from the provincial capital is a well-known man. It is said that when building a highway, he is asked to show the Feng Shui route to the Prime Minister, and only after he confirms that there is no obstruction, he dares to start construction.

This man is famous and capable, but he is also really ruthless.

I revealed my secret and conveyed the message that Mr. Bai didn’t have to worry about offending the magician. If he didn’t wipe out all the Wang family’s extravagant wealth, he would be sorry for his bandit name of Bai Silang.

The methods of outsiders are useless if you don't use them. If you use them, your family will be destroyed, and you will never give the other party a chance to make a comeback.

Zhao Heizi shivered, but still said "Okay".

The next day, Zhao Heizi visited the Wang family again. Not long after, the Wang family called an ambulance and took Wang Siwan to the provincial capital.

Zhao Heizi also followed the car.

Zhou Cheng and I stayed in the county for another five days before leading him back to the provincial capital.

At this time Wang Siwan had been admitted to the Provincial First People's Hospital.

I took Zhou Cheng to pretend to be a doctor and went to the ward to check the situation.

This was the first and last time I saw Wang Siwan in person.

This powerful man who had dominated a county for nearly twenty years was lying on a hospital bed with tubes inserted all over his body. The skin and flesh on his upper and lower body were so ulcerated that there was pus and blood everywhere, especially the vital parts of his crotch, which were rotten to the root.

It's like being cut into pieces by a thousand swords!

A large group of Wang family members gathered around the hospital bed, all confused.

Zhao Heizi was also there, talking to a wealthy woman in her forties, "Mrs. Wang, Fourth Master Bai said that Mr. Wan's karma is still too heavy, and he cannot get rid of this lingering curse. Let you no longer Donate some money. He has already contacted you. It is a famous charity organization in the south. It is run by people from Hong Kong. It has excellent credit. You don’t need to donate more. Ten million is enough. Mr. Bai Si is an old man. Over there, people have started to set up altars to help Wan Ye gain blessings, but we have to do our best here, right?"

Wang Siwan's wife cried and said: "Donate, donate, as long as it can save Lao Wang, no matter how much it is!"

But she didn't know that this was just the beginning.

Next, there will definitely be various ways to wipe away all the extravagant wealth of their Wang family.

By then, not only Wang Siwan will not survive, but the other Wang family members will also not end well!

Zhou Cheng was very restrained when he was in the ward, but his eye circles were slightly red. When he came out of the hospital, he burst into tears.

This crying alone lasted more than half a minute.

After crying enough, he said to me: "My life is yours!"

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