A small episode was nothing at all, and no one took it to heart.
If it weren't for building the wall, I might not even think about it until I die.
The craftsman then said that these two lame shoes were just a pawn for the lame man. It was a trivial matter that he couldn't build the wall. The fatal thing was yet to come - as long as a man lived in this house, he would be completely lame.
The boss immediately became furious and wanted to find someone to arrest the lame man, but the craftsman stopped him.
The craftsman had the shoes buried again, but he placed two more weights on the feet.
The owner was also confused. He didn't know what the craftsman was going to do, and he wouldn't say anything no matter how much he asked.
Later, I asked the craftsman anxiously, and I only told him one thing - find a way to have a son. Your son will definitely be a martial arts champion who can enter Taoism with his legs.
Many years later, the words left by the craftsman did come true. This young master is really a martial arts champion.
The skill of the craftsman is called using formation to break formation, and it talks about using strength to overcome skill.
Don't hit or scold, don't be anxious or annoyed, use your possessions as stepping stones to step on you and move up. This is a real master.
And this doll in front of us reminds me of exactly this.
I checked the information specifically and found that the boss of this villa area was not as powerful as I imagined.
The real estate that cost a huge amount of money to build was finally ignored and almost completely brought him down.
The guarantee is not complete, it is the boss who put something down here to try to change the fortune.
If this is the case, it can explain the previous thing - why the doll is captured when the soul is restrained.
Town objects, like animals, have their own sense of territory. Depending on the energy of the town object, the range of influence it can have is also different.
It's not safe. When I restrained the soul, I triggered the territorial awareness of this creature.
Of course, everything is just my guess. If I want to confirm this, I have to start from the root cause.
We turned back to the villa, and I tried my old trick again to see what the results would be.
Xu Mo and Wang Zhen stared at the ceiling, while I silently recited the soul-binding spell in the air.
"簌簌."
The gloomy wind suddenly rose, and two miserable human faces slowly appeared from the gloomy air.
The reason why these two faces are miserable is because their faces are covered with stab wounds and stitching marks. At a glance, they look like rags sewn together in a mess.
I can tell that these are two human faces, which is my limit.
What's even more worrying is that the baby's cries appear out of nowhere, one after another, and the listeners are panicking.
Xu Mo fell to the ground with a plop, and Wang Zhen rolled his eyes and fainted.
I dropped the ruler in my hand and said, "Now that you're here, don't pretend to be a ghost!"
"I'll discuss it with you now." I took the ghost torture stick on the table in my hand: "I hope we don't need it."
"Whose last name is it?"
The faces tried very hard to say this, but I couldn't hear them clearly at all. Their mouths were slurred, as if they had tattered cotton stuffed in their mouths.
After a long time, I finally heard two words clearly: "Wangzhen."
"Are you talking about Wang Zhen?"
My two faces nodded vigorously, and my heart suddenly became energetic.
"Are you Wang Zhen's parents?"
Seeing them nodding again, I suddenly felt unbearable, and I was even glad that Wang Zhen fainted.
Otherwise, how should we face the current situation?
What followed was confusion, why did Wang Zhen's parents become like this?
Liang Hai's information was very clear, saying that the cause of death of this couple was unknown, but the way they looked, it was clear that they had been murdered.
At this time, Wang Yuhai's face appeared in front of me again.
I have always suspected him, but I have no evidence.
The man's face seemed to be pulled by something, and he left another vague sentence: "Let, Wang Zhen, go."
I quickly grabbed the soul-retaining horse, took out a stick of incense with one hand, and stabbed it hard on the soul-retaining horse's back.
"Don't leave!"
My move was indeed useful, but the two faces began to deform instantly, and the Yin Qi slowly dispersed at this moment.
I thought for a long time, then raised my hand and pulled out the incense again.
If I don't let go, they will be torn apart immediately, and they will only end up in a state of despair.
Obviously, someone on the other side is secretly manipulating it.
Once we regard the two as capital for fighting, no matter who wins or loses, the result will be the same.
Under pressure, this is the only way.
This trip was not in vain, at least I saw the truth of the matter.
This is what I often tell Xu Mo - never rely on intuition.
Intuition is just people's subconscious mind, or limited self-awareness, just like someone who habitually walks to the left when going out. It makes no sense and is completely a habit.
At this moment, the rapid ringing of the phone broke through the dead silence of the villa again.
I stepped forward and saw that the sound came from Wang Zhen's pocket.
When I picked up the phone, it only showed an unknown number.
After thinking about it, I picked up the phone and put it to my mouth, waiting for the other person to speak first...
