dragon hunter

Chapter 383 Small Punishment and Great Commandment
The guests sitting at several tables around saw such a dramatic scene and whispered to each other.

Those who can be invited by the Fang family will not be unknown people. Whether these people are old or young, male or female, most of them are well-informed.

So no matter whether it was me punishing the fat pig with my secret technique, or the magic weapon on the opponent's body actively protecting the lord, these guests could not be overly frightened.

I have keen hearing, and I can even hear several businessmen sitting around talking about the Lord of the Rising Dragon.

I heard from them that the Dao Ji of the Heavenly Master Dao recruits many disciples. As long as he pays a certain amount of offering money, he can become his registered disciple and give him a magic weapon to protect him.

And I also heard a boss mention that in this city, the boss of a certain listed group donated 500 million yuan in one-time offering money, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the Daoist priest.

Moreover, his magic weapon blocked an assassination for him. Since then, the boss has continued to pay tribute to him. The strange thing is that his career, which has been stuck in a bottleneck, has been promoted step by step and become more and more prosperous.

I frowned slightly as I listened to the discussions of the bosses around me. Although it is very common for practitioners to use spells to seek wealth these days, but to the extent of that Taoist priest, eating looks a bit ugly.

Seeing Fatty Wang, the fat pig was frustrated twice in a row, and immediately became proud. With his fat face raised, he glanced at us provocatively.

"You little bastards, do you think that learning a little magic is great? In front of Li Daoji, you are not even worthy to carry his shoes." The fat pig said arrogantly.

Fatty Wang's face was flushed with anger. Although he was timid and fearful when facing evil spirits, it was the first time he suffered such a big loss when fighting with others.

"This person is really disgusting, isn't it endless?" Zhen Qingyi said with some disgust, frowning.

That Boss He was a little afraid of our methods just now, but now seeing a small magic weapon, we were helpless, and immediately trembled.

"You two country bumpkins, I thought it was so powerful. It turns out that the little tricks of two-handed and three-legged cats are not as good as your ability to eat soft food." Boss He squinted at me with his eyes, and sneered in his mouth.

I didn't do anything, but Zhen Qingyi was so angry that he stood up and asked with a frown, "What do you mean, can you keep your mouth clean?"

"Little girl, if you feel lonely, don't look for such useless people. You see, I am much better than them." Boss He smiled obscenely.

I saw that the other party was getting more and more unbearable. I couldn't bear it. It's really kind of people to be bullied. The small punishment just now may be too gentle for them.

"What, why are you staring at me? I'm in a hurry. I'll pay you a sum of money and ask Li Dao to sacrifice a horse to kill you two bastards." The fat pig assisted.

I was so angry that I laughed back, seeing that the guests sitting around looked like they were enjoying the show, my heart became ruthless, and I decided to use thunderous tricks to show these fat-brained guys.

"Why don't we go?" Zhen Qingyi was so angry that he didn't want to stay here anymore.

I didn't speak, thinking about what method to use to deal with those two disgusting flies that would be the most deterrent.

Speaking of which, the sound and light effects of the ground fire seal are terrifying, but if because of a little dispute, those two guys would be burned into coke, it would be refreshing, but the matter would be a big deal.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I remembered a method recorded in the Sutra of Broken Physiotherapy, which was very suitable for the current situation.

The two flies on the opposite side, seeing that I have been silent, thought we were afraid, and their words became more and more obscene.

Fatty Wang couldn't help it, roared angrily, and was about to rush over to fight with his fists clenched, but I stopped him.

"Hahaha, let me just say he's scared, look at how cowardly he is." The fat pig on the other side saw me calling out to Fatty Wang, and thought I was really scared of them.

I stared at them with a sneer smile, silently recited a spell, and stretched out my hand to point at those two people twice.

The fat pig had suffered a lot just now, and when he saw me pointing at him, he was startled, and in amazement, he took a few steps back.

On the contrary, Boss He, with a bit of a bachelor's temperament, stood still, but a trace of fear still flashed deep in his eyes.

After half a minute, the fat pig saw that he was fine, the fear on his face gradually disappeared, and he began to curse again.

Perhaps he felt that scolding alone was not enough, so the fat pig picked up another empty wine bottle and came over to do it.

After walking a few steps, the fat pig noticed that there was something wrong with the way everyone was looking at him, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What do you mean, why are you looking at me like that?" Fat Pig muttered uneasy.

I stared at the opponent's face coldly, the spell had already begun to take effect, and dense, cobweb-like black threads began to appear on the opponent's face.

This kind of secret technique, called chasing soul silk, is very similar to the curse I have experienced in the past.

Soul chasing silk can destroy a person's face, make a person with good luck look bad, and everything goes wrong, and those black threads can't be removed by ordinary means, and they can scare a lot of people to death when they go out.

"Ghost!" A timid boss was finally frightened by the fat pig's face, exclaimed, turned his head and ran away.

Fat Pig looked puzzled, and stretched out his hand to touch his face, but he didn't notice any abnormalities on his face.

The soul-chasing silk looks scary, but it doesn't hurt or itch. In addition to the bad luck of the bad guys, it makes people have bad luck, and it is also very attractive to women.

Therefore, it is very easy for a person who has been hit by the chasing thread to see a ghost at night!
From the eyes of the people around him, the fat pig sensed that there must be something wrong with his face. He took out his mobile phone and took a picture of himself.

When he saw the photo on the phone, Fat Pig flicked his wrist, and the phone "slapped" and fell to the ground.

Dazed for a moment, the fat pig came back to his senses, let out a heart-piercing scream, covered his face with his hands, and rushed outside out of control.

Standing behind Fat Pig, Boss He didn't notice the abnormality on the other's face, and he didn't even notice that his own face was already covered with chasing soul threads.

When he saw the fat pig, he let out a strange cry and rushed out the door. He even yelled a few words, but the other party ignored him, with a bewildered expression on his face, wondering why the fat pig was going crazy.

"Old He, quickly find a mirror and look at your face." A familiar boss whispered beside him.

Boss He felt baffled, because chasing the soul was painless, and he hadn't noticed any abnormalities on his body.

However, probably remembering the strange behavior of the fat pig, he looked around and walked towards the glass window behind.

There are curtains drawn behind the window, and people standing in front of the glass window can be seen as a mirror.

I watched Boss He's actions with cold eyes, because everything was provoked by his cheap mouth. When casting spells, I took extra care of him.

Now Boss He's face, apart from the spider web-like traces of chasing souls, also has some erythema. The erythema is not itchy at first, but as time goes by, it will become more and more itchy, and finally the itching is unbearable. Even if you scratch your face It's useless to break.

"What did you do? The things on their faces are so terrifying." Zhen Qingyi asked in a low voice.

"It's just a small punishment, the price of cheap talk." I glanced around, and the bosses who were just watching a show looked at me now with a little fear.

"How did you do it, why didn't the talisman on the fat pig fight back?" Fatty Wang leaned over and asked.

"The level of that magic weapon is not high. It can actively protect the master three times. It has reached its limit. Now it has become an ordinary pendant." I have long seen the mystery of the talisman. host.

"Ah, why didn't you say it earlier, I really want to beat that fat pig myself." Fatty Wang looked regretful.

I heard Fatty Wang yelling "fat pig" one by one, looked at his fat face, and felt that this scene was full of black humor.

After Boss He saw his face through the glass window, he behaved worse than that fat pig. He screamed in horror, rolled his eyes, and passed out directly.

This act of killing chickens and monkeys shocked the bosses on the surrounding tables, at least no one looked at Zhen Qingyi with obscene eyes.

I sighed in my heart, and everyone said that the jade face and the peach blossom face are a disaster for a beautiful woman, and I didn't understand it too deeply before.

This inexplicable conflict today made me realize that there is some truth in the records in the Buddhist scriptures.

However, these are just minor troubles for me.

The longer I get in touch with Zhen Qingyi, the more certain I am that she is the fate of my life. No matter what she looks like, it is impossible for me to have the slightest negative influence in my heart.

As the host, Fang Youcai jumped out to smooth things over after the incident was over. This is an old slicker. When the conflict was fierce, he, like those bosses, hid aside and stood by.

I also plan to see the ancient paintings of Xiajia's family, so naturally I won't argue too much with him, so I shook my hand, signaling that he doesn't care about us, and it's serious to take Boss He away as soon as possible.

When they sat down again, the atmosphere at the dining table seemed a little dull, and the bosses who were talking about it before seemed a little restrained now.

The purpose of my coming here this time is to determine whether that ancient painting is related to my ancestors, so I don't mind what those bosses think of me.

In fact, it was good to be so quiet, at least there were no flies buzzing around Zhen Qingyi.

After drinking and eating, the highlight of the banquet was next. Fang Youcai turned around and approached the room. After a while, he carefully took out a scroll of ancient paintings.

Everyone stretched their necks, staring at the ancient painting in Fang Youcai's hands, wanting to see the true face of Lushan Mountain in this magical ancient painting.

I also squinted my eyes and stared ahead, with a little bit of anticipation in my heart.

"Bosses and nobles are busy with work. You can find time to come here today. Everyone knows the purpose, so I won't talk nonsense. Next, please evaluate the magical ancient paintings that can change your fate."

Fang Youcai beckoned, and a junior from the Fang family stepped forward, and together with him, slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand.

(End of this chapter)