70s rebirth daily

When the second son of the Chen family hurried back with his things, Song Fengchen was lying in the Chen family's yard basking in the sun.The Chen family kept him for lunch, and the second sister-in-law Chen was very polite. Although the dishes were all leftovers from yesterday's banquet, the staple food was steaming rice.

Yuexi Village has paddy fields, with a small area and even smaller output.Excluding the part of handing over to the public, the rest falls on each villager's head.Ordinary people don't eat it by themselves, they either exchange it for coarse grains, or save it up and give it away as a precious gift.Only the big families like the Chen family, that is, the daughter-in-law who is in confinement, can enjoy the treatment of eating cooked rice.

Song Fengchen is rapidly integrating into such an environment where even white rice is a luxury.

After finally filling his empty stomach, he still ate expensive white rice. No wonder Song Fengchen was so comfortable and satisfied at the moment.

Seeing the second son of the Chen family coming in with his bicycle on his back, the second sister-in-law Chen quickly stopped what she was doing, walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, poked her head out and looked again and again to make sure that no one was staring at her. With a bang, she locked the courtyard door. Door.

It's not that she is sneaky, it's that she dare not be unguarded in the current age, it's okay now, but if it counts up to five or six years, there will be no fights in the open space in front of the county revolutionary committee. How many monsters and monsters died.

She is afraid, because the eldest of her family is the captain of the production brigade, the second child works in a supply and marketing cooperative, and her grandchildren are all promising. There are not a few people in the old Chen family who secretly envy her.

If someone with a heart knows that her family is committing crimes against the wind, and casually pokes at the commune or the Revolutionary Committee, her old Chen family will be finished.

The second son of the Chen family took off the bamboo basket on his back, put it in front of Song Fengchen, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, panted heavily, and said, "I found all the things for you, but they were all bought from scraps. It was dug out from the station, a bit old."

No one on the street would dare to sell these messy things these days, and he got involved in the waste collection station because of his cousin from his father-in-law's family.Just for these things, he spent a small 30 yuan up and down just to manage, which is not counted as a debt of favor he owed.

The second son of the Chen family looked at Song Fengchen rather depressedly, and now he didn't dare to think too much about it, he only hoped that Song Fengchen could really solve this mess in his family.

Song Fengchen stood up, lifted the rags covering the bamboo basket, and revealed the contents inside.

The two mahogany swords are still intact, but there are traces of insects on the hilt.A pile of uneven yellow paper, crumpled, probably soaked in water, with stains on it.A small box of cinnabar, a large bag of various copper coins, a pair of Sanqing bells, two writing brushes, and an old compass.

The second son of the Chen family said again: "There are quite a few such things in the waste collection station, but in order not to attract attention, and I don't know the goods, and many things are tattered, I just randomly picked some that looked the most complete. Come back now, can you look at these things?"

Song Fengchen put the two mahogany swords aside, picked up the palm-sized, black compass, and warmed his hands.

5000+ year old Iron Ebony, good stuff.

He gathered a wisp of true energy on his fingertips, and flicked towards the pointer in the center of the compass.

All I saw was a faint light flashing above the compass, but the pointer remained motionless.

High-grade magic weapon, good baby!

"Not bad." Unexpectedly, the second son of the Chen family could bring him such a surprise, Song Fengchen's eyes flashed, and he said with absolute certainty: "Your family's affairs are settled!"

With Song Fengchen's guarantee, Chen's second sister-in-law couldn't help but quickly prepared an empty room for him according to Song Fengchen's instructions, and then slaughtered the only rooster in the house, and gave him a small bowl. Cock blood.

Song Fengchen was preparing to draw a talisman.

He doesn't think highly of Zhao Cheng, even if the other party is a ten-year-old ghost.After all, Zhao Cheng has been trapped in prison since his death.Although the prison is not a good place, it is a national law enforcement unit after all, and has the unique ability to suppress evil. It is conceivable that staying in such a place will not be able to practice, and Zhao Cheng's strength is not much higher. go.

But he also didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Cheng. After all, he was injured now, and there was very little true energy in his dantian. Violent suppression was impossible, so he had to take advantage of it.

The most important thing about drawing symbols is a little aura, which is done in one stroke.

The current Song Fengchen is far from reaching such a state, he can only hold the edge of the table with one hand, and copy a little bit with the brush in the other hand.

When the sun was setting, Song Fengchen came out of the room.

According to his previous suggestion, Second Sister-in-law Chen sent all the juniors in the family to their natal family, and now she and her two sons are left in the Chen family.

After a simple dinner, Song Fengchen wanted to come to a wine jar, and took a brush to dip in the chicken blood left over from the previous talisman to write and draw on the wine jar.

The Chen family followed and watched Song Fengchen's movements quietly.

After about a cup of tea, Song Fengchen finished writing.

The wine jar was covered with crooked patterns, and a strong smell of blood rushed over.

All I saw was Song Fengchen raised the tip of his pen and tapped the wine jar seven times leisurely, followed by a flash of red light, and the patterns on the wine jar disappeared instantly.

The Chen family stared, stretched their necks forward, and rubbed their eyes in unison.

"Second sister-in-law, are the things I want ready?" Song Fengchen handed the finished wine jar to the boss of the Chen family, and opened his mouth to break the silence.

Second Sister-in-Law Chen came back to her senses suddenly, with even more hope in her eyes, she hurriedly said: "Everything is ready."

As she spoke, she took out a puppet with Zhao Cheng's birthday written on it.

Song Fengchen took the puppet, stared at Zhao Cheng's birth date, quickly pinched his fingers, and finally bit his finger and squeezed a drop of blood onto the puppet's celestial spirit cover.After finishing all this, he returned the puppet to Mrs. Chen's second sister-in-law.Then he took out a small stack of evil spirit talismans and distributed two to the Chen family one by one, and said, "Keep this close to you."

He didn't say much, but with the restraint just now, the Chen family all took the talisman paper in conviction and carefully put it into their pockets.

Song Fengchen pushed open the door and looked outside, the bright moon was in the sky.

He said, "Let's get started!"

"Hey." Mrs. Chen nervously supported the table, took off the cloth shoe on her left foot, then squatted down, threw the puppet on the ground, picked up the cloth shoe and threw it on the puppet.

While beating, she cursed tremblingly: "Slap your head until you are breathless, and shake your head every day; beat your neck until you are full of sexually transmitted diseases, willows and gonorrhea... ..."

The second son of the Chen family heard this, and couldn't help but said: "Mom, this is a curse on the living. Zhao Cheng died a long time ago."

The second sister-in-law of the Chen family was taken aback for a moment, then glared at the second son of the Chen family, her tone changed, she stared at the little puppet and said viciously: "Damn Zhao Cheng, I curse you to be infertile in the next life, full of children and grandchildren, with a poisonous look on your face!" Sores, paralyzed in bed..."

After chanting like this for more than ten minutes, Second Sister-in-Law Chen's mouth was dry, her breath was weak, and her hands were so sore. She knelt on the ground, unwilling to let go: "...the whole family has a stroke..."

The second son of the Chen family scratched his neck, looked at Song Fengchen who was holding a compass with a solemn expression on his face, and swallowed the doubt in circles when he reached the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the compass pointer in Song Fengchen's hand trembled rapidly, followed by a gust of wind, and the oil lamp on the table began to shake violently.

"coming--"

The second son of the Chen family shrank his neck, and firmly grasped the evil spirit talisman in his pocket.

"Ding Xiaoyan, you bitch, how dare you curse me..." Amidst the roar, another gust of wind blew into the room.

Probably because he saw Song Fengchen holding a compass, Zhao Cheng understood instantly, and his voice became harsher: "You even hired someone to deal with me, but you think you can find such a brat to deal with me?" What's the matter? Originally, as long as you meet my conditions, I won't do anything to you. But since you don't want to drink a toast, I'll let you know how powerful I am, Zhao Cheng."

Only hearing his voice but not seeing his person, what he was talking about was the current situation.

The precarious world view was shattered and reorganized in an instant, and the Chen family swallowed their saliva unanimously. At this moment, they finally believed in Song Fengchen's evil, but this could not dispel their fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The compass pointer, which had already settled down, instantly struck in the direction of Mrs. Chen's second sister-in-law. Song Fengchen calmly said, "Keep fighting."

The sound was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart, Second Sister-in-law Chen came back to her senses in an instant, and subconsciously picked up the cloth shoes in her hand and hit the dirty doll on the ground.

"Ah!" Zhao Cheng's tragic wailing came from his face, "Bitch——"

Sister-in-law Chen's eyes lit up, and the fear in her heart was swept away. Her legs were no longer numb, and her arms were no longer sore. She pinched the sole of her shoe and slammed it on the puppet's face, "I'll make you arrogant!" , let you scold me..."

"Ah, stop—" There was endless wailing in the room, the wind howled, and the oil lamp went out instantly.

Second Sister-in-Law Chen was startled at first, and then continued to destroy the puppet without any falsehood.

It was pitch black all around, and the compass pointer buzzed continuously. In the dark, Song Fengchen had a feeling of becoming one with the compass. He took out a small handful of copper coins, and threw them vigorously in the direction where Zhao Cheng was, with a faint breath. All the copper coins in the field fell on Zhao Cheng.

"Ah——" In the void, the screams instantly increased a few decibels, but no matter how Zhao Cheng dodged, Song Fengchen could always capture Zhao Cheng's position keenly through the compass, and threw handfuls of copper coins Going down, the double physical and mental torture directly drove Zhao Cheng crazy, and he shouted: "I'm going to kill you——"

As he said that, he rushed towards the only second son of the Chen family who was powerless on the field.

The second son of the Chen family stared like copper bells, staring straight at the faint white light in front left, with only one thought left in his mind-wocao, Song San is shining!

Immediately after, a gust of wind captivated his eyes, and before he could recover, he suddenly felt his palms burn, and a golden light burst out from his body, hitting Zhao Cheng fiercely.

After another howling, Zhao Cheng immediately begged for mercy: "Ding Xiaoyan, no, Mom, I was wrong, please forgive me, I dare not, stop beating..."

Hearing the sound of mother, Second Sister-in-Law Chen's movements subconsciously stopped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Cheng rushed towards the direction of the door, but he didn't want to bump into the boss of the Chen family who was waiting outside the door.

"What is this..."

Before Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he heard a bang, and the mouth of the wine jar was blocked by the boss of the Chen family.

The cloudy wind stopped suddenly, the oil lamp was lit again, and the boss of the Chen family walked in with his feet softly holding the wine jar.

Unaware that he had become a bait, the second son of the Chen family stretched out his hand and saw that the talisman paper in his palm was gone, leaving only a handful of ashes.

It's that simple?

He looked at the wine jar in the hands of the boss of the Chen family, and then at Song Fengchen who continued to calm down, with a dazed expression on his face.

Song Fengchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was well prepared.