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Chapter three hundred and ninety second help

"What's this..."

Chinatown, money is a grocery store.

Lao Qian looked at the Yin card in Lin Jiuying's hand, and the expression on his face was even worse than swallowing a fly.

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have been greedy for this cheap one and bought this amulet."

As the saying goes, he was beaten by geese all day long.

"Fortunately, it didn't cause a big problem. You'll spend money to learn a lesson this time."

Take out a piece of talisman paper from your arms to wrap the Yin card, tie it with a red line, and Lin Jiuying turned her head and said to Lao Qian beside her.

"Master, since you have discovered the Yin card hidden in this amulet, does that mean that Mr. Qian is fine?"

At the entrance of the stairs, holding the vase, Ah Hao glanced at the Yin card that Lin Jiuying was holding in his hand and then asked.

Hearing Ah Hao's words, Old Qian, who was next to him, also quickly looked at Lin Jiuying, obviously caring about it very much.

“Not that simple.”

Hearing his disciple's inquiry, Lin Jiuying turned her head and looked at Lao Qian who was looking forward to it, shook her head and replied in his disappointed expression: "The ghosts in the Yin card are much more fierce than they seem. Even if the master is unable to completely subdue him for a while, so he can only temporarily suppress his fierceness with the talisman paper. Once the talisman paper loses its effect, the one who should be unlucky will have to continue to be unlucky."

The more evil the Yin brand is, the more effective it is.

The Yin card in his hand was obviously unusual. He had been wrapped in amulet before. The evil ghosts inside could not be released and now he broke it. Although he discovered the secret in the amulet, he also hooked up the resentment in the Yin card. It is not a simple thing to suppress him again.

"ah."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, several Chinese on the stairs moved their steps, further away from Lao Qian.

Old Qian looked at Lin Jiuying with a panic look on his face and said, "Jiuying, looking at our relationship in the past, you must help me this time. You wanted to go to Maoshan to learn Taoism, but I will help you..."

At the entrance of the stairs, Ahao immediately showed a curious expression on his face when he heard Lao Qian talk about his master's past.

Lin Jiuying has always been so hiding about her past experiences and has never been willing to mention them.

"Ahem."

Seeing that Lao Qian was about to reveal his true feelings, Lin Jiuying quickly reached out and put his hand on his mouth and coughed heavily, interrupting his next words.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the Yin card in his hand and said with a righteous look on his face.

"If you just want to stop being unlucky, it is actually simple. You just need to open an oath method and reseal this Yin card and worship it every day. Naturally, the Yin ghosts inside will no longer harm you. However, this method will not cure the root cause. Once there is any mistake, it will easily repeat the same mistake. Since I have encountered such a thing, I naturally cannot let it continue to harm. We must find the culprit for all this."

Although Lao Qian was very concerned about the so-called treatment method.

But seeing Lin Jiuying speak like this, I feel embarrassed to say anything else. After all, whether he can survive next is in his hands.

"But, master, we are not familiar with the places in Thailand and even have difficulty communicating, so how can we find this so-called culprit?"

Although Lin Jiuying's words sounded very righteous, he thought of the current environment where the master and apprentice were in.

But Ah Hao had to open his mouth and pour a basin of cold water.

Seeing Ah Hao say this, everyone beside him also looked worried.

His eyes swept over the people in front of him, and Lin Jiuying's expression was extremely calm about their concerns, and he asked Lao Qian beside him as if he was ready.

"Old Qian, do you still remember the person who bought the Yin brand for you?"

Lao Qian hesitated for a moment before he said.

"I remember it's because I remember it, but it's not that easy to find the other person based on just one appearance."

As the capital of Thailand, Bangkok is at least a city of tens of millions. Chinatown is one of the most migrant areas in Bangkok. Tens of thousands of people pass by here every day. It is not as simple as finding someone here.

"It is naturally impossible to find the other person so simply by ordinary methods."

Facing Lao Qian's puzzled expression in front of him, Lin Jiuying said with a face: "But, as the saying goes, there are heads and debts. Since the other party sold this Yin card to you, in some ways, you will have a relationship with him. So as long as you make good use of this relationship between you, you should be able to find the other party quickly."

...

"The guide to Xuanguang, no matter how far or near it, and the spiritual talisman is all in one way, and there is no trace of the house..."

Grocery shop, second floor.

He laid a thin layer of dust on a wooden board and placed it in Lao Qian's hand, tied the red line to the other party's left index finger, and then recited a spell silently, and forced a drop of blood from his little finger on his left hand and dripped it on Lao Qian's index finger tied by the red line.

"My little master, what is Master Lin doing?"

On the side, everyone saw Lin Jiuying's series of operations. Although they didn't know the purpose, a little awe appeared subconsciously in their hearts and asked in a low voice to Ahao on the side.

"The master is using the spirit-making tracking method, and divining the other party's traces through the relationship between Mr. Qian and the man who sold Yin cards to him before."

Spiritual writing is a method of divination in folk beliefs and a disguised technique of asking about the divine.

With Ah Hao's answer, Lin Jiuying, who was standing beside him, held the talisman paper in one hand, reached out to pull out a piece of incense from the table, and thrust heavily at Lao Qian's fingers.

"ah!"

Lin Jiuying was not polite now, and the fragrant handle was pierced on Lao Qian's index finger and blood immediately flowed out. He grabbed his bleeding finger and dripped a few drops on the talisman paper. Then Lin Jiuying silently recited the magic trick. The next second the talisman paper in his hand spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into a ball of flame and appeared in his fingers.

"Open your mouth!"

Put the burning talisman paper into the cup that was lifted. Lin Jiuying grabbed the cup and stuffed it into Lao Qian's mouth while saying that.

As the cup approached, the smoke burning in the cup was instantly sucked into Lao Qian's body.

The next second, Lao Qian was standing straight in front of him as if he had lost consciousness in an instant, and his legs were about to fall down as soon as he weakened.

He stretched his legs on his knees and stabilized the wooden board in Lao Qian's hand. Lin Jiuying turned around and respectfully respectfully, then turned around and put the incense upside down and stuffed it into Lao Qian's mouth.
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