There are always people who want to eat me

The tooth marks left by the child were still clearly visible, but the surrounding flesh and blood were festering and pus. Yu Huang pressed the area around the wound, and immediately pus and blood flowed out.

Yu Huang: "..."

He hurriedly took a deep breath, and when he came out, he spit out a few sparks. The sparks burned the wound, and the suppurative place healed immediately, but not long after, the pus and blood flowed out again, and the wound returned to its original state. look.

Yu Huang was completely dumbfounded.

Damn it, right?His phoenix real fire is said to be the most powerful thing in the world. The evil spirit left by the little monster should be dissipated immediately after being burned by the real fire. What's going on?

Realizing that Yu Huang woke up, Guan Zong sat up, Yu Huang hurriedly hid his injured arm behind his back, Guan Zong frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing..." Yu Huang hesitated.

Guan Zong saw that his affection was not right, and there was still a faint stench in the air, so he picked up Yu Huang, lifted Yu Huang out of the bed like a child, put him across his lap, pulled When he passed Yu Huang's arm and saw the rotten wound on it, the strong evil spirit on his body gushed out like steam.

"Just now I used phoenix fire to burn it, it was useless, it's not evil spirit, do you know what it is?" Yu Huang asked.

"Curse." Guan Zong said in a calm voice, "The child was cursed, and the curse was transmitted to you through his blood."

"Curse?" Yu Huang was taken aback, and said, "In ancient times, witches could invite fierce ghosts to take advantage of their abilities, and secondly, they could invite curses, but now there are no such witches, right?"

"Yes. There are fewer witches and curses than psychics, and most of them don't have any contact with exorcists."

"What is the content of the curse?" Yu Huang asked.

"I still can't see it." Guan Zong shook his head. He touched the cigarette and started to smoke, thinking, "We have to find that child to find the root of the curse. Otherwise, your arm will never heal. "

"Yeah." Yu Huang nodded, and said, "I still remember the child's breath, I'll put a few chicken feathers out later, and look for the child, but X City is so big, it will take some time to find it."

"Okay." Guan Zong pulled Yu Huang's arm over and took a deep breath on the festering wound.

Yu Huang: "...!! Guan Zong!!! What are you doing??!!!"

Guan Zong sucked up all the pus and blood and spit it into the glass beside the bed, then quickly bit his finger and dripped a few drops of blood on Yu Huang's wound.

A stabbing pain came, like salt being sprinkled on a wound, so painful that Yu Huang almost jumped up from the bed with a fish that had landed on the shore, and almost shouted so loudly that the lights in Wanjia were brightly lit.

Guan Zong took out a bandage from the drawer of the bedside table and tied it up layer by layer on Yu Huang's wound, saying: "My blood is so yin and so evil that it can temporarily restrain this curse."

Yu Huang frowned tightly, bit his lip while looking at the wound, and did not speak.

Guan Zong thought that he was in severe pain, and his voice made him shiver, and he comforted him: "I'm sorry, I hurt you."

"It's okay...it's not important..." Yu Huang's tone was low, a little aggrieved, "The important thing is that you lost a little blood... Oh, why do I always cause you trouble..."

Guan Zong was taken aback for a moment, then picked up Yu Huang, let him sit on his body, something hard was pressed between Yu Huang's legs, when Yu Huang realized what it was, he immediately crawled down in a hurry.

Guan Zong pressed Yu Huang's thigh so that he could not escape.

Guan Zong looked at Yu Huang and said, "I don't know if this body has any sexual function."

Yu Huang: "..."

Guan Zong: "Shall we try?"

Yu Huang shouted: "No!!"

Early the next morning, Yu Huang fell into a drowsy sleep when he heard Guan Zong's phone ringing non-stop.

Guan Zong picked up the phone and answered, "Hello?"

Shen Jizhi said: "Xiaozong, I found another psychic. He is in X City. If you are in a hurry, you can go to X City to look for it."

Coincidentally, they happened to be in X City.

Shen Jizhi said: "His name is Wang Yong'an, and his phone number is 15851738941. When you call, mention my name and say that I introduced you."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, Grandpa Shen, I'll hang up first—"

"Xiao Zong, wait, you said earlier that you already have someone in love?"

"Yes." Guan Zong glanced at Yu Huang who was nodding and dozing off despite sitting up, and said, "Although I don't know if Grandpa Shen can hug his great-grandson sooner, but we will work hard."

Yu Huang: "..."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Guan Zong called Wang Yongan.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very noisy, mixed with Shaanxi dialect, and there were shouts everywhere. Guan Zong asked, "Is it Wang Yongan?"

The other party paused before replying, "Yes, what's the matter with you?"

Guan Zongdao: "I was introduced by Shen Jizhi, I have something to trouble you, please find time to meet."

"Okay, I'm fine this afternoon." The man said, "It's in the Hejia Community behind the Dayang Farmer's Market, and I'm at 103, Area B."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Guan Zong looked suspicious.

Yu Huang was putting on socks and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It sounds very young."

"what?"

"Grandpa Shen said that Wang Yongan is over 60 years old, let me take care of it."

Yu Huang thought for a while, and said, "People who practice are young and live long, and you can't judge their age by listening to the voice."

"Maybe."

The two came to his community according to the address given by Wang Yongan. The Hejia community was built behind the farmer's market, and the terrain was very complicated. After twists and turns, they finally found area B, but they couldn't find 103.

Yu Huang pulled a tenth person to ask for directions, and the person looked unhappy when he saw Yu Huang, and said, "What are you doing at their house? It is said that the house is not clean, and they are doing dirty business."

"what?"

"Help show me the way." Guan Zong said coldly.

Under Guan Zong's pressure, the man pointed them to a small alley, and after walking through it, they saw No. 103.

It's a shroud shop.

A canopy was set up at the door, and a row of wreaths was placed under the canopy. Paper figurines, paper horses and paper houses were placed together, and beside them were piles of paper money taller than people.

It was a cold day, and the boss didn't mind the cold, so he sat in front of the shop eating hot pot in a turtleneck sweater, with a pair of sandals on his feet.Seeing Guan Zong and the others coming over, the man dipped the mutton in sauce and ate it, and said vaguely: "What to buy? There will be a discount after the year, 300% off for 9 yuan, 500% off for 85 yuan, 1000% off for 8 yuan , 2000 75% off and a free villa. Or consider our packages here, 666,888, 999 and [-]."

"You are Wang Yongan?"

Guan Zong's voice was very special, and he could remember it as soon as he heard it. The man stopped eating the bean sprouts, looked up at Guan Zong, hurriedly threw all the food back into the bowl, stood up and said excitedly: "You gave me the bean sprouts today. on the phone?"

"Yes."

Yu Huang looked at the man carefully. He didn't look like he was five or sixty years old. If he were, he would look too young, wouldn't he?

"Sit in the house, sit in the house." The man turned off the induction cooker, saw a few pieces of mutton left in the pot, took them all out and ate them in a hurry, while chewing, he said vaguely: "The place is small, watch your step." He drew some benches from under the cabinet and placed them in front of them.

Yu Huang said speechlessly: "Your life is so difficult..."

"That's right." The man said with compassion, "Life is hard, why are you two here this time?"

Guan Zong asked again: "Are you Wang Yongan?"

The man was pressed tightly by Guan Zong's gaze, and Guan Zong's dark eyes were like eagle eyes staring at the man with nowhere to hide. He wiped the oil from his mouth and said with a laugh: "I , Of course I am Wang Yongan—" He was startled by Guan Zong's suddenly raised hand, turned a corner and added, "My son."

Guan Zong put down his hand and asked, "Where is Wang Yongan?"

"It's over there." Wang Heping pointed to the black and white photos on the wall. The old man was wearing a white vest and smiled brightly.

"Dead?" Yu Huang asked in surprise.

"I died a long time ago." Wang Heping said, "I died when I was 12 years old."

Yu Huang: "..." He looked at Guan Zong, and guessed it was for nothing.

The profession of psychics is similar to that of doctors. The older you are, the more capable you are, and you need talent. Even if Wang Heping is Wang Yongan's biological son, more than [-]% of them will not inherit Wang Yongan's psychic ability.

It seems that this trip was for nothing.

Seeing their disappointment, Wang Heping asked, "Do you think I'm not a psychic?"

Guan Zong didn't respond, but Yu Huang nodded to save him.

Wang Heping sneered, sat down on the plastic chair, raised his legs, and said, "You underestimated me."

He snapped his fingers, and dots like fireflies flew out from all directions.

"It's called spirits." Wang Heping manipulated these spirits to dance in the air with his right hand, and those tiny luminous bodies like dust particles danced continuously in Wang Heping's palm, which was very beautiful.

Seeing that they were silent, Wang Heping waved his hand, and those spirits returned to their original places.

Wang Heping shook his legs and said, "How is it?"

Sitting opposite him, Guan Zong slowly drew out the black handle knife.

Wang Heping: "..."

Wang Heping's hairs stood on end, and he stopped shaking his legs, and quickly stepped back: "Don't, don't do this, just talk about it."

Guan Zong put the knife horizontally in front of Wang Heping: "Does this knife have a weapon?"

Wang Heping was startled, looked carefully at the saber, shook his head, and said, "There is no saber, do you have the scabbard?"

"Only fragments." Guan Zong took out a piece of black iron and handed it to Wang Heping. Wang Heping refused to accept it this time, and rubbed his three fingers in front of Guan Zong for a long time.

Guan Zong frowned at him, Wang Heping winked, rubbing his hands while hinting.

Guan Zong said, "How much?"

Wang Heping said: "Oh, you know that our psychic teachers are more difficult, so you can pay [-] yuan first."

Guan Zong: "..."

Yu Huang: "..."

Yu Huang asked awkwardly: "Can you bargain?"

As soon as Wang Heping stopped, he leaned his big face over and asked, "How much do you want to cut?"

"Five, five hundred?"

"Cut off five hundred? That's fine."

"No, I'll give you five hundred."

Wang Heping: "..."

He slapped the table and said loudly: "Lion, open your mouth, don't talk about it!"

Yu Huang was speechless.

Brother, are you the one who opened the lion's mouth? !