Chapter 8: Breaking the spells (1)

The Jiang family's old-fashioned house has a large courtyard with a total area of ​​60 to 70 square meters. There was a big jujube tree in the yard near the courtyard wall. Next to it, there was a small piece of land that has been reclaimed. Some green rape plants have been planted. There were also some green tomatoes hanging above the shelf. It was very satisfying to look at.

Lin Qingyin placed the two jade pendants and the hat on the stone table in the middle of the yard. Then grabbed small stones from her bag and seemed to be arbitrarily putting them on the table. Seeing the size and shape of the stones, Fatty Wang somewhat found it familiar, after pondering for a while, he screamed in surprise: "Master, aren't these the things you put next to my booth that day? When I sat at that place, the air is cool, and it's more comfortable than air conditioning!"

"You should have told me earlier. If I know this, I should have put away these treasures, what if they were picked up by others?" Fatty Wang sighed while looking at the small round stones on the table: "Your treasures look plain, I thought they were just stones, so I didn't notice it."

Lin Qingyin stretched out her hand and pushed the Fatty Wang aside, and then gave him one: "It's a stone, I picked them up by the river. How many do you want? If you like it, you can go there and pick them up yourself."

Fatty Wang stood aside and watched Lin Qingyin make a strange shape with stones. After putting down the last stone, Fatty Wang felt that a white light flashed in front of him. He subconsciously blocked his eyes for a while, but even after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any special phenomenon. He looked around and found out that the sunshine was more dazzling than before.

In Fatty Wang's eyes, nothing changed on the table, but Lin Qingyin could see clearly that the hot yang was tearing the bad luck on the hat. However, because of the bad luck accumulated for years, it takes a long time. The energy of the sun cannot clear it all at once.

Lin Qingyin withdrew her eyes and turned to ask Jiang Wei: "Do you have sharp blades in your house?"

Jiang Wei nodded his head: "My dad's razor. He has a lot of spare new blades. I'll get them."

Lin Qingyin added: "Take another small plate.  Clean it and don't leave any stains."

Soon Jiang Wei came out with the stuff. Lin Qingyin unpacked the blade. Looking at the thin blade like a cicada's wing, she nodded her head with satisfaction, then stretched his hand and pulled Jiang Wei's wrist. Jiang Wei hasn't had time to react, but Lin Qingyi quickly cut his index finger and squeezed out his blood on the small plate.

Jiang Wei was shocked by Lin Qingyin's agile skill. When he recovered his mind, his blood already covered the bottom of the small plate. He doesn't know how much blood Lin Qingyin squeezed out from him, but he felt his index finger was numb.

"It's alright." Lin Qingyin pinched the top of his finger and let the last drop of his blood fell on the small plate: "Don't waste it."

Jiang Wei looked at his index finger. Except for the slight bloodstains, there was no blood dripping. However, Lin Qingyin was ruthless, her cut was very deep. The wound was painful.

Lin Qingyin carefully put the small plate on the table, patted Jiang Wei's arm, and said: "Come and sit down, I will draw a symbol for you."

Jiang Wei was baffled by Lin Qingyin's divine manipulation, but this person was invited back by himself. His blood has been drawn, so he couldn't chase her out. He had no choice but to sit down and wait for her next move.

Jiang Wei sat on the chair and lifted his head slightly. Lin Qingyin dipped her slender index finger on the blood on the dish and then drew a symbol on Jiang Wei's forehead.

Lin Qingyin has studied numerology for thousands of years in her life. The Yin and Yang of Five Elements, the branches of Heaven and Earth, Hetu Luoshu, Taixuanjing can be considered as basic knowledge, while the incantation can be considered beginner knowledge. There were so many things to study, you will not learn the rest without learning to cast a spell. The spell that Lin Qingyin painted on Jiang Wei's forehead was not the same as any spell recorded in history. If they will look closely, they will find it similar to the spell in exorcism, gathering spirit, body protection, purifying soul, etc… …It was more like a combination of many spells.

After finishing the last stroke, Lin Qingyin once again dipped her index finger on the blood and poked his forehead. Jiang Wei felt a heat pouring out of his eyebrows and quickly spreading all over his body. He doesn't know if this was a psychological effect, but he felt his tiredness was gone and his body was full vitality.

Lin Qingyin watched the shadow covering Jiang Wei's life palace dissipate quickly. A bright red and yellow energy filled his life palace. Soon, the remaining trace of bad luck was also squeezed out.

When Jiang Wei opened his eyes, Lin Qingyin stretched out her hand and drew a few strokes on the jade pendant quickly. The rest of the blood was poured on the hat. In the end, Lin Qingyin wiped the clean the small plate with the hate. Once again, no single drop of blood was wasted.

Lin Qingyin threw the hat back on the table and saw black smoke coming out from the hat and jade pendant. The black smoke seemed to be in a panic and want to escape. Several people were scared and stepped back a few times. After hearing the ‘zzz' sound, the black smoke disappeared in the air. At the same time, the heart-shape jade pendant made a crack sound and shattered in front of everyone.