Chapter 587

The signing ceremony starts at 11 o'clock. The signing representatives of Nandao municipal government will come to the capital of the king of Asia at 10:30. Before the ceremony officially starts, the other party and Du Ling need to talk for a while.

So there's not much time left for us to prepare.

After breakfast, Tang Sijia began to imitate Du Ling's handwriting.

practiced for as like as two peas, and her signature style was almost the same as that of durin.

Finally, she signed her name again on a piece of paper, and gave it to Ke'er and me. Let's compare it with the original signature of Du Ling on her mobile phone to see if we can distinguish it.

We both watched for a long time, but we didn't see the flaw.

Tang Sijia was relieved, "I'll be relieved..."

but she smiled, "no problem!"

Tang Sijia smiled sheepishly, "well."

She turned to me and asked, "what should I do next?"

I look at my watch. It's ten fifteen.

"Do you know the signature representative of Nandao municipal government?" I asked her.

"Yes," she said, "it's very easy to talk to her. It's OK to speak Mandarin. She is not in deep contact with President Du, and will not see the flaws. "

"Well, that's good," I look at Ke'er. "Ke'er, you'll keep it at the door of the bedroom for a while. The old rule is that if a demon or ghost breaks in, kill him or her!"

"Good!" Said kor'er.

I stood up and said to Tang Sijia, "follow me."

Tang Sijia stood up. "Hmm!"

When I came to duling's bedroom, I closed the door and moved a sofa to the center of the bedroom.

"Wu Zheng, this is..." she didn't quite understand.

"You'll be sitting here in a moment," I said. "I'll be by your side and help you control sister Dooling."

"Control president Du?" She looked at Du Ling on the bed. "How to control it?" "Don't ask," I said. "Just do what I say."

She nodded. "Well, good!"

I went to her, pulled her body, pinched her fingers, made a talisman on her back, a talisman, then pulled her over, reached out and gently pulled a hair off her head.

"You need a little more blood," I told her.

"Well!" She bit through the wound on the middle finger of her left hand, sucked it, took a breath of blood, and turned to spit it out.

"Don't move, just use this," I stopped her. "Open your mouth."

She was stunned, and then obediently opened her mouth.

I put my finger into her mouth, only to feel a warm, wet and slippery, as if there was a flash of electricity on my body. I blushed, wiped a little blood, took back my hand, "OK, go and spit it out."

She nodded with a red face, turned around and walked a few steps. She spit the blood into the garbage can. Then she went to the bed, drew some papers and wiped the corners of her mouth.

I put the blood on her finger on her hair, and imagined the double talisman. I pinched the middle finger of my right index finger, and then I flicked it onto her hair. Then I came to the bedside, wrapped the hair, and carefully put it into during's ear.

Tang Sijia watched nervously and swallowed.

The hair should not be stuffed too deep, or it will not come out easily.

It can't be stuffed too shallow, or half of it will fall out, then it will help.

I leaned over Du Ling's side, adjusted carefully for a while, and was sure that everything was safe, so I stood up.

"Sister, you sit on the sofa," I ordered.

"Well," she turned and sat down in front of the sofa, trying to calm down, taking a deep breath.

I pinched my fingers and made a puppet symbol in Du Ling's eyebrow. I gently pressed it in, then picked it up with my hand