The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 325

Xia Xin had heard from old Taoist priests before that when encountering uncooperative spirits, they would also use mantras, so that they could understand the spirit's obsession or resentment faster and more intuitively, and relieve them.

but……

Master also said that since three generations ago, no one knew the mantra.

The Mantra Mantra seems simple, but it is not easy to practice. It requires a strong spiritual power, not to mention a strong self-control ability.

Otherwise, you can find out what other people are thinking casually, and it is too easy to go crazy, your mind goes astray, and you have other thoughts that you shouldn't have.

Therefore, ordinary people cannot practice mantras.

Xia Xin only saw the record of the mantra in an ancient book, and left a vague impression.

"Mantra mantra?" Wen Zishu was startled, almost swearing.

Realizing where it was, he covered his mouth, and seeing that no one else was looking over, he whispered, "So...that's not very powerful, anyone who tells the truth must tell the truth?"

"Yes, but most people can't use it." Xia Xin replied honestly.

Wen Zishu looked at Jiangli with some fear.

The Guanzhu is so powerful, and he also has the sharp weapon of the mantra...

In case the third brother wants to hide some private money in the future, won't he be asked?
horrible……

Terrible!
Wen Zishu touched his arm and thought to himself, never marry a Taoist woman.

terrible!

"Let me ask you, what's your name, and who did you learn the love spell from?"

Just when Wen Zishu's thoughts wandered [-] miles away, Jiang Li started to interrogate without knowing it.

"I, my name is Tang Xi..." The woman's eyes were almost straightened, and she tightly covered her mouth with both hands, but the voice still came out unconsciously from between her fingers, completely uncontrollable.

Tang Qian's eyes were red with anxiety, but she also knew that Jiang Li must have done something to her.

Tang Qian wanted to control herself, but her body and soul seemed to be separated.

She heard her own voice say, "I, I learned it from books..."

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows: "On the book?"

"Well..." Tang Qian nodded, realizing that she was completely out of control now, she gradually let go of her hand, completely resigned to her fate, and said with a sob: "I, my family is in a remote mountain village, and there used to be some strange legends and Spells, my grandmother used to be a witch..."

Tang Qian was considered to have grown up beside her grandmother. She has been influenced by her ears and eyes since she was a child, and learned some unknown things.

But her grandmother didn't want her to be exposed to these things, so Tang Qian was not allowed to learn witchcraft at all.

No matter how curious Tang Qian was, she couldn't come into contact with those bizarre things despite her grandmother's obstruction.

Later, when her grandmother passed away, she went to school outside, and when she returned home to pack her belongings, she saw an ancient book that hadn't been burned yet.

It should be left by my grandmother, with my grandmother's handwriting on it.

The grandmother probably wanted to dispose of these letters, but before she could finish disposing of them, she lost her breath and died in the mountains without a sound.

In the end, it was discovered by a neighbor and Tang Qian was notified.

When Tang Qian saw these records, she was just curious and interesting at first, but didn't go deeper.

Feeling that it was a relic of her grandmother, she took the letter back to the city and continued her studies.

"Then since you didn't go deep, why did you use this method to harm people?" Jiang Li asked.

Tang Qian clenched her hands tightly, lowered her head, hunched her back, and curled up into a ball, as if it was difficult to speak.

But under the influence of the mantra, Jiang Li's question was still answered.

"I, I really didn't take it seriously at first..."

(End of this chapter)