Chapter 100: Pulling the thread

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Lin Qian took two steps back and sat down on the chair.

Then he took out a six-inch taro cake from his back and started eating it.

There is no need to rush, there is no need to rush.

I originally wanted to solve it quickly so that I could go home and have lunch with peace of mind, but Boss Xing was definitely not the only one with this man’s evil deeds.

Since you are meddling in other people's business, let's sort things out first.

Wang Yan's eyes were full of white light spots. After taking a deep breath regardless of the pain, he did not dare to take a second breath. He held it in until his face turned red and he was almost suffocating himself to death, and then he carefully inhaled.

He believed that he was quite talented during his cultivation. The brothers and sisters around him since childhood could not compare with him. The master also said that he was the most talented person he had seen in so many years.

After completing his studies, he went down the mountain and gained experience in society. Although he met people whose cultivation skills exceeded his, those people were also afraid of his methods and did not dare to attack him rashly.

There has never been such a person who is completely contemptuous of all his methods.

He could feel that as long as the pervert was willing, the first slap could slap him to death.

But she didn't.

She teased him like a mosquito.

"Have you recovered?" Lin Qian asked with concern.

Wang Zhan huddled against the wall and did not dare to answer.

How would he answer? He's calmed down, but there's another punch coming from over there? Didn't she stop fighting until she recovered?

impossible.

"I...I revoke the curse, please forgive me this time." Wang Yan didn't dare to be mean, took out a small black bag from his pocket, burned it with a lighter, and at the same time muttered the words of revoking it. Spell.

Curse is a very sinister thing. If you use it to hurt someone, the person who was injured will need to pay a price. To cancel it, the person who cast the spell will need to pay a price.

As soon as the spell on Xing Drew was revoked, the blush all over Wang Yan immediately dissipated a lot.

At the same time, Xing Drew, who was restless, felt a light on his shoulders, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"Who else is puzzled?" Lin Qian took another big bite of cake.

Wang Yan felt guilty, but thought he had disguised himself very well, "No one, I just made it up temporarily. The first time I cast a spell, you discovered it. I will never dare to do it again."

Lin Qian finished her last bite and put the base and fork on the table, next to the calligraphy that Xing Zixin had just practiced.

"Did I tell you that I hate people who lie to me the most?" Any move Lin Qian made would scare Wang Xuan to the core.

"And my wife, and a few other bosses." He became honest, "I'll untie it right now."

"Don't explain it one by one. I don't have time to watch you play tricks. Let's come together."

"Together?" This time it's not that he doesn't want to, he really doesn't know how to do it. "I haven't learned anything."

"I'll teach you how big it is." Lin Qian found a clean pen wash in the room, "Here, let's bleed."

"Ah?" Wang Yan looked at Lin Qian blankly.

"No knife?"

"Yes, yes." There was a folding knife on the keychain that Wang Yan carried with him.

He stretched out his middle finger and pointed the tip of the knife at the fingertip. Just when he was about to scratch, Lin Qian said, "There isn't enough blood on your finger. Find a place with a lot of bleeding."

Wang Yan looked at Lin Qian, his heart skipped a beat, and he made a stroke on his wrist.

After receiving enough blood, Lin Qian taught him how to draw talismans with blood.

This is a spell that Wang Yan cannot understand at present. Once he wants to write down the runes, he will feel a headache.

Wang Yan was sweating on his head, but he didn't dare to stop drawing runes on his hands.

The more she drew, the more chilled he felt. With this man's methods, it would be absolutely easy for her to break the curse he had placed on her, so why did she have to do it with him?

The runes were drawn successfully, and the blood stains disappeared into the floor, turning into a dozen red light segments and jumping out in different directions.

Wang Yan didn't feel much at the moment, and he could even bandage his wounds.

"Who taught you this kind of spell?" Lin Qian asked.

"My master, Hongge Zhenren." Wang Yan knelt down in front of Lin Qian at some unknown time. "He passed away two years ago."

"go on."

After a brief tangle, Wang Yan revealed his senior brothers and sisters, based on the belief that he could steal a glimmer of life when others went to hell, "Now the eldest brother is taking over the sect."

"How many brothers do you have?"

"There are three of us, including me, and there is a junior sister below." Wang Yan was very honest.

"Call someone over here."

"I can notify them to come over, but my senior brother is in another province and it will take a long time to come over. My junior sister just went abroad yesterday. She may not answer the call I called."

"That's it." Lin Qian seemed to be very talkative at this time, "Then you tell me first, when the people are gathered together, come to Shanglin Town to find me, I will wait for you for three days, and there will be no people within three days... …

I'll look for you at midnight. "

Wang Yan thought of that scene and almost vomited in fear, "I will definitely find a way to notify them. Even if they don't go, I will drag them over."

"Okay, I have a good attitude." Lin Qian stood up and said, "I will spare your life for now."

I had no intention of killing him.

At best, he is just a yarn head, and you have to use him to pull out the yarn behind.

"Thank you, Master!"

"If I leave like this, if you continue to harm others, my trip will be in vain. Do you think I will destroy your cultivation?" Lin Qian had a negotiable tone, which frightened Wang Yan so much that he didn't dare to breathe. .

"No, it won't happen. I will never harm anyone again." Wang Yan pretended to be pitiful, "Cultivation is not easy, so please show your respect, Master."

"Swear to me."

When Wang Yan heard this, his nerves, which were highly frightened, instantly relaxed.

This pervert is young after all, and youth means innocence!

Oaths are nothing. Only those conservatives are afraid of oaths. To their masters, oaths are no different from farts.

He held out two fingers and said, "I swear to you, from now on, I will never harm anyone again."

"He said that he would only do good deeds for the rest of his life and would do his best to compensate the victims."

Wang Yan then said, "I will only do good deeds for the rest of my life, and I will do my best to compensate the victims."

Lin Qian: "Okay, I hope what you ask for now will come true."

Wang Yan still couldn't understand Lin Qian's smile at this moment, he just felt that this person was too naive.

Lin Qian has pulled the thread, what weird things will happen after this?

Lin Qian is looking forward to it.

Obviously, the world she knew before traveling through was too one-sided.

Now that she is standing in the position of a human being, how will it be different when she looks at the world?

It was good to live in seclusion in a mountain village and spend time with her family, but it was also good to come out for some air occasionally and maybe find a sturdy sandbag so that she could stretch her muscles.

"By the way." Lin Qian walked to the door and then remembered that there was something else she forgot to ask, "Where is the boss of the previous calligraphy class?"

"My previous boss was my wife, and she is at home now." Wang Yan's head began to throb in pain, and his face began to turn gray.