After tearing up the script of the supporting role of the female supporting role, she became famous

Chapter 18 Taking Your Luck
"What, what do you mean?"

Ye Qiaowen looked at Su Nian in surprise.

Su Nian stepped forward and stood in front of a wall in the living room.

I saw that there was a two-meter-long and one-meter-wide painting on the wall, which was painted with beautiful flowers.

Without saying a word, Su Nian raised his hand and directly tore off the painting pasted in the living room.

"哗啦——" There was a long sound.

Ye Qiaowen was frightened and subconsciously asked, "What are you doing?!"

Okay, why tear up her family's paintings?
This painting cost tens of thousands to buy!

"See for yourself."

It was only then that Ye Qiaowen discovered that there was such a thing hidden behind the torn painting!

Behind this painting, there is also a painting!

It is not accurate to say it is a painting, it is more like a ghost painting with unknown reasons.

It uses pure black and pure red colors, a lot of messy patterns, and various densely packed runes.

Gives an extremely oppressive feeling of breathless oppression.

"Breathe normally, it's just an illusion."

When Ye Qiaowen felt that she was going to be out of breath, a calm voice came from her ear, which woke her up from the feeling of suffocation.

"Huh, cough, cough..."

Ye Qiaowen only felt that she almost recovered from the feeling of drowning, breathing heavily.

Sure enough, it's good to be alive.

"Master, what, what is this thing?"

"Things that cost your life and your luck." Su Nian squinted at the wall and said calmly.

"My life? My luck?!"

Su Nian was not afraid of this sense of oppression. She looked at the "painting" in front of her, and talked to Ye Qiaowen about science, "This thing can transfer your wealth, your health, and all your good things to someone."

"At that time, the other party will be able to fully possess the wealth and luck that you have, and you will be impoverished and tortured for the rest of your life."

Ye Qiaowen's eyes widened, and she asked in disbelief, "He did this too?! Master, help me see how much luck I have now?! I won't be going bankrupt soon, right?!"

Su Nian lowered her eyes, "Don't worry."

Su Nian raised his hand and wiped it with his fingers, "The ink hasn't even been wiped off yet."

It will take time even for it to work.

It was also because it was a new method that Su Nian didn't notice something wrong with Ye Qiaowen's fortune leak before.

"When did you buy this painting?"

Ye Qiaowen said, "I booked the painting with a teacher several months ago, and Bai just came here a few days ago."

Saying that, Ye Qiaowen's expression turned ugly, "He was the one who persuaded me to buy this painting."

Could it be that he had thought of this before?Already thinking about how to harm yourself?
"This one……"

"Boom."

As soon as Su Nian started to speak, she was interrupted by the door opening.

"You are……"

When the young man who came back opened the door, he first noticed the strange Su Nian.

The eyes quickly touched Ye Qiaowen and the "painting" that was frankly exposed, and the young man's entire face suddenly became extremely pale.

"Fan Xuwen, do you still have the face to come back?!"

Ye Qiaowen rushed forward, wishing she could scratch the face of the young man in front of her, "You scumbag! How can I treat you badly! You want to hurt me like this!"

"I……"

Fan Xuwen was still a little guilty of dodging, but his eyes suddenly touched the damaged corner of the wall.

This corner was made when Su Nian destroyed the sorcery just now, and now this incomplete "painting" is useless, it is indeed a painting.

It's just an uncomfortable painting.

"You bitch! You poisonous woman!"

Fan Xuwen, who was guilty of not daring to question Ye Qiaowen, seemed to be a different person in an instant after he found out that the "painting" had been destroyed.

Fan Xuwen looked at Ye Qiaowen with a ferocious expression, his eyes seemed to be covered only by a layer of thick black fog at this moment, and the hand pinching Ye Qiaowen's neck kept getting bigger.

"You bitch, it's you who made me lose my glory and wealth!"

"It was you who blocked my path to Qingyun! It was you, a vicious woman, who cut off my future! Damn it! I'm going to strangle you to death! If you strangle you, everything about you will be mine!"

Fan Xuwen's whole body fell into a state of madness.

"No no no."

Because of lack of oxygen and discomfort, Ye Qiaowen began to struggle violently.

But Fan Xuwen's strength was much stronger than hers, no matter how much she struggled, the other party didn't seem to waver.

"Boom."

Fan Xuwen was punched hard from behind, and the pain caused him to subconsciously let go of the hand that restrained Ye Qiaowen's neck.

next moment.

He was pulled back, and then he was beaten unilaterally without any backhand.

After Su Nian beat him to the ground and couldn't get up, he looked at Ye Qiaowen who escaped from death.

Ye Qiaowen's eyes were red, and she gently stroked the scar on her neck with both hands. She couldn't wait to breathe, but there was another pain in her neck.

"He, he just wanted to kill me."

Ye Qiaowen's voice changed a little, and she barely spoke out the sentence completely.

"You better stop talking."

Su Nian kindly suggested, "When you get up tomorrow, I'm afraid you will be able to mention the same voice as Duck."

But Ye Qiaowen couldn't hold back, she jumped on Su Nian's arm, crying silently.

She almost died just now!
The joy and fear and panic of the rest of her life made her hug Su Nian and cry loudly to vent.

Su Nian: ...

I have to add money later!

Su Nian let the man hold her and cry with a blank expression, thinking coldly in her mind.

The dress she wore today was newly bought, and it cost her nearly 200 yuan!
When Ye Qiaowen was almost crying, Su Nian pushed the person away and knelt down in front of Fan Xuwen.

"Who painted that on the wall? Or who taught you to paint?"

Fan Xuwen looked calmer than before, but he turned his head away and refused to answer this question.

"Tsk, trouble."

Su Nian took out a clean talisman paper and pen from his pocket, pasted it on the young man's head, and began to draw talismans at the same time.

As the last stroke fell, the talisman paper faintly shone with light.

"Now, can you tell me, who painted this?"

"I drew it."

Fan Xuwen looked at himself in horror, he obviously didn't want to say it, but he answered it involuntarily.

"Where did you learn it from?" Su Nian said, "You don't look like my colleague, you shouldn't know such things."

"From a book."

"Where is that book?"

"Yes, in the study room."

"Who gave you the book?" Su Nian continued to ask.

However, this time Fan Xuwen didn't answer her, but suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out.

Su Nian clicked his tongue and tore off the talisman paper.

This talisman is only useful for weak-willed people, and those weak-willed people who need to be awake are naturally useless if they faint now.

(End of this chapter)