The Best Physiognomist

Due to the impact of family poverty, Jiang Yuting has always used a very old smartphone, which does not have the functions of beauty and face slimming, and the camera's camera function is also mediocre.

But it is the nature of every girl to love beauty, and she also wanted to see how powerful the Huamin phone that Huazi boasted about its camera function was.

When she saw the two clear faces appearing on the mobile phone screen, a look of envy and longing immediately appeared in her eyes.

But when she saw the obviously older middle-aged man on the left, a familiar feeling emerged in her heart, and she couldn't help shouting to Jiang's mother.

"Mom, come here and see if this man looks like the man who traveled to Yunnan with us ten years ago?"

After hearing her daughter's reminder, Jiang's mother also hurriedly walked to Hua Zi.

"Yes, it's this man."

After just one glance, Mother Jiang confirmed with certainty.

"On the tour group's bus, he always sat with your father and got off in Guizhou in advance."

After hearing Mother Jiang's introduction to Zhu Qingjin in the photo on her cell phone, Jiang Fengye, who had remained silent, slowly closed his eyes, and began tapping the table with the five fingers of his right hand rhythmically, gradually forming a clear idea in his mind. .

In fact, when Huazi used his mobile phone to clearly show the appearance of the Zhu family and his son, Jiang Fengye already knew that they were not ordinary people, but warlocks who practiced evil Taoism.

Because the black energy that cannot be dissipated between the eyebrows of the Zhu family and his son is enough to prove their identity as sorcerers.

At the same time, through the tiny black spots in the corners of Zhu Qingjin and Zhu Ziqiang's eyes, he also knew that the person who bewitched Shen Luoxi was Zhu Ziqiang on the left side of the photo, and the person who bewitched Jiang's mother was Zhu Qingjin on the right side of the photo.

Moreover, after the confirmation just now by Xu Shiqiang and Jiang's mother, he was basically certain that these two people were not from the Jiugu Miao tribe at all.

But the only thing that puzzles him now is how the Zhu family and his son learned the art of cultivating poison that the Miao people have never spread, and how they obtained the blood-eating poison and soul-eating poison that the Jiugu Miao people regard as their treasures. .

However, this problem did not bother Jiang Fengye for too long. He stopped tapping his right hand on the table, suddenly opened his eyes, and gave instructions to Jiang Yiting.

"Sister Yiting, please help me prepare a writing brush and a bowl of rooster blood!"

After hearing Jiang Fengye's instructions, Jiang Yiting couldn't help but frown.

The writing brush was easy to say, she had one when she was in the room, but how to prepare the rooster's blood, it was hard for her to kill a rooster with a knife.

"Sister Yiting, I'm sorry!"

Seeing Jiang Yiting frowning, Jiang Fengye knew that he had made a habitual mistake. After quickly apologizing to Jiang Yiting, he turned to Xu Shiqiang and ordered.

"Manager Xu, please ask someone to go to the village to buy a big, bright-colored rooster, and then take a bowl of blood from its neck."

"Hua Zi, hurry up and do it!" Xu Shiqiang immediately turned to Hua Zi and ordered without asking about the use of the rooster blood.

After Huazi left the yard, Jiang Fengye took out two blank talisman papers from his sleeves and asked Jiang Yiting to get a writing brush.

Whether it is hens that lay eggs or roosters that call at dawn, they are not only not in short supply in rural areas, but the prices are also quite cheap.

Therefore, Hua Zi, who had left the yard for less than three minutes, returned to the yard carrying a large red-crowned rooster weighing more than eight pounds, and the amount he spent was only a red ticket.

However, although Huazi is tall and tall, and is a bodyguard who is not afraid of life and death, he only has a childhood psychological shadow about killing chickens.

Mother and daughter Ouyang Danmei and Jiang Yiting are both women, and Xu Shiqiang is also older, so they are also not suitable for killing chickens and extracting blood.

In desperation, Jiang Fengye could only take the big cock from Hua Zi's hand, and then slashed the chicken's neck with his finger.

Then, something happened that surprised Xu Shiqiang and Jiang Yiting and their daughter, and shocked Ouyang Danmei and Huazi.

Because the chicken neck that Jiang Fengye touched with his finger directly opened a deep gash, and bright red blood flowed out quickly.

Ignoring the surprised and shocked people, Jiang Fengye quickly picked up the porcelain bowl he had prepared in advance. After receiving half the bowl of chicken blood, Jiang Fengye directly broke the neck of the big rooster, and then threw the completely dead rooster to Jiang Yiting.

"Sister Yiting, extra lunch for today!"

Then, he picked up a brush dipped in chicken blood and drew a ghost talisman on two blank talisman papers that made everyone at the scene roll their eyes.

"Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?" Mother Jiang, who wanted to make things better for Jiang Fengye and her daughter, couldn't help but ask with a frown.

After all, using chicken blood to draw talismans was obviously a superstitious remnant of feudal thought. How could she allow her daughter to fall in love with a deceptive half-immortal!

Ignoring Mother Jiang's question, Jiang Fengye concentrated on drawing the runes.

He waited until the two talismans drew identical runes, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Then, he held one of the talismans between his right index finger and middle finger, then used his Dantian spiritual power to drive the talisman and recited the incantation softly.

"The rooster's crowing of dawn spreads hundreds of miles, and the news of the safety of your loved ones echoes!"

Along with Jiang Fengye's chanting, the charm held in his fingers immediately burned, and the burning flame quickly transformed into a big rooster.

Immediately afterwards, the big rooster, which could not spread its wings to fly, flew up with its wings vigorously, and then disappeared from everyone's sight at a speed as fast as the wind.

At this time, whether it was Ouyang Danmei, who was born in a noble family, or Xu Shiqiang, who was rich in experience, they were all stunned like fools.

Because everything Jiang Fengye did just now was completely contrary to the principles of science, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was the means of the immortals.

But the so-called means of the immortals were nothing more than the interpretation of film and television dramas and novels, and were myths made up by the people.

Now, the fabricated myths appeared alive in front of them, how could Ouyang Danmei and others not feel incredibly shocked.

Ignoring the sluggish people at the scene, Jiang Fengye stared at the remaining talisman on the table, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The time of staring was not very long, only about ten seconds, the talisman on the table suddenly burned automatically, and the burning flame gradually condensed into a traditional Chinese character "一".

"It's done!"

When Jiang Fengye saw the word "一" condensed by the talisman flame, he applauded with both palms and looked up at Jiang Yiting and gave instructions.

"Sister Yiting, pack up tonight and take a bus to the holy land of Shushan Town tomorrow morning. Then go to the Taoist temple on the top of Shushan Mountain and look for a Taoist named Wuxin. He will help cure the hidden disease in my aunt's body and restore her to health."