low-key warlock

Su Chunfeng didn't immediately agree excitedly or even kowtow to worship his teacher as Wang Qimin thought and hoped, but showed a suspicious look on his face: "Mr. Wang, what did you say?"

"Spell!"

"What is a spell?"

"The technique is..." Wang Qimin thought for a while, and said carefully, "In fact, it is the essence of some mysterious and great metaphysics culture that has been handed down from the long history of our country for thousands of years. Taking advantage of the power of nature, many supernatural events that ordinary people can't understand at all, and science can't explain. For example, astrology and divination predict good or bad luck, watching people's phases calculates fate and misfortune, and there is also the trend of observing mountains and rivers and changing the secrets of Fengshui and five elements , can also heal people's diseases, ward off evil spirits, drive away ghosts and monsters, etc..."

Su Chunfeng's face was full of surprise: "Is it true that he became an immortal? I have seen 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea' and 'Fengshen Bang'. Are you such an immortal?"

"Ahem." Wang Qimin quickly explained: "It's all myths and legends, which are too exaggerated. But although the magic technique can't fly into the sky and escape the earth and overwhelm the rivers and seas as in the legend, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, you can also possess ghosts and gods. Unpredictable and powerful ability to do extraordinary things.”

"Teacher, are you so powerful?"

Wang Qimin blushed, but still nodded, and said calmly with a high-handed demeanor: "Do you want to see it?"

"Of course I want to." Su Chunfeng said excitedly, but then he tilted his head and asked curiously: "Teacher, you can also tell fortunes, cure diseases, and look at Fengshui?"

"No." Wang Qimin shook his head emphatically, and then hurriedly said: "Although I am a teacher who doesn't know fortune-telling, geomantic omen, or medicine, he can treat some Yin and evil diseases, such as ghosts, ghosts, etc. Small problems such as framing people can still be easily caught."

Su Chunfeng asked expectantly: "Then what else would you do?"

"It's... hard to explain to you in detail for a while." Wang Qimin said kindly: "If you are willing to accept me as your teacher, I will naturally teach you to practice various mysterious spells. If you don't believe it, find a suitable one. I can show you the time and place alone, which will definitely open your eyes."

Su Chunfeng blinked and asked, "Is it difficult to practice magic?"

"It's hard, you need great perseverance and absolute talent." Wang Qimin's expression was serious—this time he wasn't pretending, and of course he really used these words to motivate Su Chunfeng's thoughts.

"Probably tell me, what can I learn?"

Wang Qimin nodded and said: "Well, in layman's terms, it is such as drawing talismans, casting spells, chanting mantras, pinching, setting up formations, meditating and practicing, etc..."

Su Chunfeng immediately showed disdain, and snorted coldly: "It turns out that it is the same as those yin and yang fairies and sorceresses in the village. I don't want to learn it, and I don't have the time and effort to do it." Learn." At this point, he stood up abruptly, like a student reporting his dream to the teacher, raised his head and chest, and said with a proud and proud face: "I will study hard and strive to be admitted to high school. After being admitted to university, I will become a doctor in the future. My ideal is to be a great scientist! To be a pillar of the motherland, to contribute to the realization of the four modernizations of the great socialist motherland, and the great goal of making the whole people a well-off society! "

"This, that..." Wang Qimin didn't know what to say for a while.

As a key middle school in Jinzhou County, the director of the teaching office of Dongwangzhuang Township Middle School, an excellent people's teacher, and an old political teacher, he can't beat the pure and noble ideals of the students, can he?

After generously expressing his great ideal goal, Su Chunfeng blushed a little shyly and whispered, "Teacher, if there is nothing else, I'm leaving." That appearance seemed to feel that the ideal exposition just now was really true. Some are too ambitious and self-righteous.

"Ah, good, good." Wang Qimin nodded awkwardly.

"Goodbye, teacher." Su Chunfeng immediately turned around and strode to the door, opening the door to go out.

Wang Qimin came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Hey, wait."

"What's wrong?" Su Chunfeng stopped and turned to ask curiously.

"That..." Wang Qimin hesitated for a while, and said kindly with a little embarrassment: "What happened today, and what I told you, don't tell others."

"I know." Su Chunfeng grinned badly, and said with contempt and contempt: "If you say something that doesn't sound good, Mr. Wang, you don't think it's embarrassing, but I don't think it's embarrassing to spread it." " After saying that, he trotted away as if he was afraid of Wang Qimin's anger.

Wang Qimin sat in the office in a daze, speechless for a moment.

……

Although he successfully declined this time and was a bit ungrateful and rebellious, he hit and hurt the master Wang Qimin in his previous life, but Su Chunfeng knew that this matter was not over.Moreover, the appearance of Gong Hu, "The Evil Never Falls", was really beyond Su Chunfeng's expectations, and he had to be more cautious.

After returning to the village on weekends, Su Chunfeng seldom didn't stay at home to study his homework, but went out to play with Li Zhichao and call friends.

Of course he didn't do it for fun.

While chatting with a group of friends who had played since childhood, Su Chunfeng inquired about the new things that happened in the village recently, especially those involving Liu Jinming's family.

So he learned some useful information for himself.

On Monday, Liu Jinming couldn’t stand the paralyzed old lady at home and forced her to go on a hunger strike. He had to agree to her request. He borrowed an agricultural diesel tricycle and drove the paralyzed old lady for [-] miles to Shenyang in Heyi Town. Mount Huangshan Sanhuang Temple, offering incense and praying for blessings.

Originally, this incident was not new. Many faithful men and women in Jinzhou County and even Pingyang City would go to Sanhuang Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Liu Jinming's mother in Hetang Village and a group of old ladies and their daughters-in-law would also go there from time to time.

Now that Liu Jinming's family is in dire straits, and the reason for the old lady's illness is related to mysterious and weird witchcraft incidents, it is completely understandable that the old lady wants to go to the Sanhuang Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

But what's new is...

The real purpose of the old lady of the Liu family going to Sanhuang Temple this time is not to offer incense and pray for blessings!

She asked her son to carry Shenhuang Mountain on his back, and when he arrived at Sanhuang Temple, he immediately found a middle-aged man who often sold evil spirit talismans at the entrance of the square outside the temple.

Mrs. Liu, who was able to educate a son of Liu Jinming's character, is indeed a rare strong man in the contemporary era. After the Sanhuangmiao Square, the long-suppressed angry cosmic erupted in an instant. Sitting on the ground, he scolded the middle-aged man who sold the talismans bloody and begged for mercy, and finally returned all the 11 yuan and [-] cents he had received to the old man. Ma'am, another four and a half yuan was posted, and the hatred of the old lady of the Liu family was relieved.

At that time, besides Liu Jinming and his wife, there were also some old ladies and women in the village.

So of course, after they came back, the incident quickly spread in the village.

The villagers were shocked. It turned out that Liu Jinming's old mother really spent money to learn witchcraft and came back to curse Su Cheng's family. She never wanted to be harmed by witchcraft!

Alas, it's really self-inflicted, who can blame it?

Unexpectedly, on Wednesday morning, the middle-aged man who sold talismans at the entrance of the Sanhuang Temple Square brought an old man to the village and inquired about Liu Jinming's house.But no one knows what they said and did at Liu Jinming's house.Even Liu Jinming's wife, Hu Ling, who has always talked a lot and can't hide things, is tight-lipped about this and will never say more.

However, the curious villagers discovered that the old man who followed the man who sold the talismans wandered around Su Cheng's house mysteriously for a long time, sometimes gesticulating, and then wandered around the village in Hetang Village. For a long time, as if looking for something...

It was not until evening that the two left the village.

"I guess, that old man should be a master hired by the man selling talismans to ward off evil spirits for Liu Jinming's family."

At Li Zhichao's home, Zhong Hua was talking eloquently with saliva.

Zhong Hua, Su Chunfeng, and Li Zhichao are one of the playmates who grew up together, and are now studying in Guanmiao Township Middle School.

This person is nicknamed "News Network" because he has an admirable specialty - there is nothing in the village that he doesn't know, no matter how big or small.When Zhong Hua meets his friends on weekdays, his first words must be: "Hey, do you know? Have you heard? Then what..."

Moreover, when the old lady of the Liu family went to the Sanhuang Temple in Shenhuang Mountain on Monday, Zhong Hua's mother was one of the witnesses at the scene.

Therefore, the words Zhong Hua said are quite credible.

Especially the plot of Mrs. Liu's explosion in the small universe of Sanhuangmiao described by Zhong Hua shocked Su Chunfeng and his friends even more.

Chen Binbin whispered: "Oh, tell me, will this master invited by his mother Liu Jinming curse Chunfeng's family again?"

"Crap, do you still believe this?" Li Zhichao said carelessly.

"Exactly!" Zhong Hua glared at Chen Binbin contemptuously: "What age is this? All feudal superstitions, bull ghosts and snake gods will all be defeated!"

Chen Binbin snorted, and said, "Beat your mother first!"

"Fuck!" Zhong Hua said angrily, "We're joking without mentioning family members!"

"Okay, I was wrong." Chen Binbin quickly apologized.

Su Chunfeng said with a smile on the side: "The old saying is good, if you believe it, you have it or if you don't believe it, you don't. Besides, don't do bad things for people, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night... Our family is an upright person, and we are afraid of these messy ghosts that appear out of nothing." What are you doing?"

Li Zhichao happily said: "Look, Chunfeng still speaks at a higher level!"

"That's right, it's good for people's academic performance to be lower!"