I immediately covered my face, took out the evil nail and hit Yan Jingxian.
At this moment, a cool breeze blew by, and Yan Jing slid his feet first, leaning slightly.
But with this twist, the evil nail that originally hit the shadow of the head fell on the shadow of the shoulder.
Yan Jing groaned first, and immediately couldn't lift one of his arms.
I flew up and kicked him away. I took advantage of this opportunity to break through the door, rushed out of the villa, and ran towards the courtyard wall.
There was a fierce barking of dogs behind him.
Two German blackbacks sprang out from the side of the villa.
I raised my hand and there were two evil nails, hitting the shadows of the two dogs.
The two dogs were frozen in place, unable to move, whining and struggling.
Ma Zai, who rushed out after him, was frightened by this scene, and for a while no one dared to move forward.
I took advantage of the opportunity to cross the lawn and came to the wall. Taking advantage of the inertia of running fast, I climbed up the wall in two steps. I put my coat on the wall full of glass stubble. I climbed over the wall and left the hospital. I crossed the street and took advantage of the sycamore trees beside the road. With the cover of the low tree wall, I ran to the intersection, found a dark corner and huddled inside.
After a short time, a large group of horsemen chased them to the crossroads, looked around, divided into three teams, each chased in one direction, and made a fuss for a while before slowly turning back.
I got out of the corner, took off my disguise, took off my coat and pants, revealing the clothes I had worn underneath, covered my face again, came to the backyard wall again, climbed in along the same path, and pressed against the outer wall of the villa. Crawling.
Soon I heard Yan Jingxian's low groan.
It was extremely painful, but I forced myself to endure it.
Someone was treating him for Yin Sha Nail.
This treatment process is not ordinary pain, and anesthesia cannot relieve it.
Yan Jingxian can definitely be called a hero if he can hold back his screams.
I slowly climbed to the top of the window where the sound came from, and stood upside down to look into the window.
Yan Jingxian was half-naked and sitting on a stool in the middle of the room.
A woman in a white coat held a candle in her hand and kept dripping wax on Yan Jingxian's shoulders.
This woman is in her early thirties, with short wavy hair, slightly dark complexion, thick lips and an upturned nose, and is full of wildness.
Every drop of wax oil fell on the injured shoulder, and a plume of green smoke with a strong corpse smell came out.
Yan Jingxian's body would tremble involuntarily.
The surface of the skin is covered with beads of sweat.
In addition to these two people, there was another person sitting in the shadow in the corner of the room, silently, as if he was just a black shadow.
After Qian Shuang took a few breaths, he suddenly poked the candle in his hand at Yan Jingxian's injured shoulder.
There was a loud sizzling sound, the fire went out, and there was a smell of burnt meat.
A short thin strip came out of the skin on the other side of the shoulder and landed on the shoulder where Yan Jing first cast a shadow on the ground.
It was a length of nail-like wax oil, with a black trace condensed in the middle, and the surface was covered with blood.
As the nail-shaped wax oil flew out, a stream of flames spurted out from the punctured wound, immediately scorching the surface of the skin and leaving a round scar.
Good means.
I couldn't help but secretly praise it.
The so-called expert can tell if there is something as soon as he reaches out his hand.
He is a first-class warlock who can pull out nails and remove evil spirits neatly and neatly.
In that investigation report, she was Wei Ba's lover and secretary, named Qian Shuang.
But judging from the tattoos on her wrist holding the candle, she should be Wei Ba's beloved jade girl.
Generally speaking, the Baoyu Nu is only responsible for managing the sorcerer's personal belongings and correspondence, and generally does not teach spells.
This is not only because her duties do not require knowledge of magic, but also because it is easier to control if she does not know magic.
But looking at it now, Qian Shuang is different from ordinary Baoyu girls.
I don’t know what Wei Ba thinks.
I looked at the figure sitting in the corner again.
This figure is too quiet.
I had a guess in my mind, but I was a little unsure.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, he heard a painful growl.
Yan Jingxian finally couldn't help shouting.
After this cry, he fell into Qian Shuang's arms.
Qian Shuang hugged his neck tightly, lowered his head and bit the circular scar left on his shoulder, sucking hard.
This is not a conventional treatment.
Could it be Wei Ba's unique technique?
Before I could figure it out, I heard Yan Jingxian roar, like a wild beast, put his arms around Qian Shuang's waist, stood up suddenly, and lifted Qian Shuang into the air.
Qian Shuang's legs tightly wrapped around Yan Jingxian's waist, and he sucked harder and harder, making a clear sizzling sound.
I understand.
This is not a treatment method, this is because the two of them couldn't help themselves and started doing intense exercise.
Probably trying to divert the pain this way.
It's just that his family's treasured jade girls and powerful warriors did this kind of thing in front of their faces, but Wei Ba still didn't move!
Under normal circumstances, no sorcerer would tolerate his precious jade girl fooling around with a powerful warrior.
I just don’t know if Wei Ba’s current abnormality is what I guessed.
Yan Jingxian and Qian Shuang soon became fiercely entangled.
It doesn't matter if you don't have a bed. It's okay to kick out the stool that's in the way and solve it directly on the floor.
I saw that the two people's posture would last for a while, so I swam along the wall and checked the situation from window to window.
Although the villa is quite large, most of the rooms are empty, and judging from the situation, no one has used them for a long time.
The other horse boys were all on the first floor, gathered in three rooms, playing mahjong, playing pai gow, and playing poker. They were all playing enthusiastically, but there was no usual yelling. Instead, everyone kept their mouths shut. Afraid of making any noise.
Every room was exactly the same, as if everyone had become mute at the same time.
I observed them for a while and confirmed that these were just ordinary horses. There were no warlocks among them, so I continued to wander around and check.
It was soon discovered that in a room on the third floor, there were incense tables, candles and tributes. What was enshrined was not the tablet of the god, but an urn.
I got into the room and immediately felt a strange cold breath lingering in the room.
This cold breath lingered around me after I entered the house.
I just pretended I didn't feel it, took out a piece of yellow paper and spread it on the ground. I moved forward to move the urn, opened the seal and poured out a pile of ashes.
There is also a small plastic comb in the middle, which is worn and missing teeth, and has a sense of age.
To raise a spirit, you must have something that the deceased valued most during his or her lifetime to design a bond, so that it can be controlled and controlled.
I picked up the comb, wiped off the ashes, and put them into a separate bag. Then I wrapped the ashes in yellow paper and stuffed them into my small bag.
The cold aura that was swirling around immediately disappeared without a trace.
I put the urn back as it was, and then climbed along the wall back to the room where Yan Jingxian and Qian Shuang exercised.
