Shang Jingzhong gritted his teeth and said angrily: âIf thatâs the case, donât blame me for being cruel.â He turned around and walked to Yang Jinhaiâs side, then whispered, âMaster, you used the thing you buried last time and taught him a lesson.â
Although Shang Jinghua couldnât hear what the two were muttering, Lin Qingyin felt at ease in her heart.
People like Yang Jinhai have a bad mind but have high self-esteem. He came here with the purpose of harming others. He felt that he was being disgraced when people didnât want to see him, so he also had the same idea. He took out a piece of yellow talisman from his clothes, rubbed it with his hands, and throw it into the air with a malicious smile on his face.
Half a minute has passed⦠â¦
A minute has passed⦠â¦
The yellow talisman was burnt, but there was no movement in the yard. Shang Jinghua lowered his head and looked at the ash that fell on the ground and asked, âDid you come to my yard to throw garbage?â
Looking at Shang Jinghuaâs mocking expression, Yang Jinhai felt very embarrassed. He originally came here this time to show off his abilities in front of his junior brothers, so now, he canât step back.
A stern look flashed in Yang Jinhaiâs eyes, he took out several tattered talismans from his pocket with a reluctant expression. This was his treasure. If he didnât want to teach Shang Jinghua a lesson today, he wouldnât use this talisman.
With a twist of his fingers, the talisman quickly attacked Shang Jinghua. Even if Shang Jinghua was just an ordinary person, he felt the evil aura in that talisman paper. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it. But the next moment, the talisman suddenly turned a corner, passed by Shang Jinghua, and flew over to the little girlâs hand.
When the old man with a beard saw Lin Qingyin, who came out of nowhere, his face changed: âHow come itâs you, the dead girl again.â
âI havenât seen you for a few days, but your mouth is still as dirty.â Lin Qingyin twisted her fingers lightly. Yang Jinhaiâs treasured talisman turned to ashes.
When Yang Jinhai saw this scene, his face was distorted in distress, and in a hurry, he reached out and took out another talisman and threw it over. This time, Lin Qingyin was too lazy to move, she took out a melon seed from her pocket, and flicked it to the talisman in mid-air. After a loud âbangâ, the talisman burst into flames and burned clean in a few seconds, then fell from the air.
Yang Jinhaiâs face was a little dignified. He knew that he had met an opponent. The old man with a beard was not comparable to Yang Jinhaiâs ability. Many of his things were just props. But he always feels that there were few people in the world who were more capable than him. He canât see his real self.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He didnât know what kind of talisman Yang Jinhai had, so naturally, he didnât know how powerful Lin Qingyin was. However, he was indignant because he didnât get the villa, so he whispered to his senior brother: âSenior brother, this is the little liar I met in Qindao. She is good at talking. She coaxed everyone in the seaside villa.â
âIs he your senior brother?â Lin Qingyin chuckled lightly: âYou secretly killed your junior brother and worshipped another master? Why didnât you poison him? Your senior brother looks skillful than you. At least he can tell where the north, east, west, and south are. Unlike you, you look in the opposite direction when they look at Feng Shui. Isnât it also the reason why your master is always angry at you?â
The old man with a beard fired up in anger, but Yang Jinhai stopped him calmly and stared at Lin Qingyin: âThis little friend, I think you are very talented at a young age. You better think about your future. Donât offend people who shouldnât be offended as soon as you enter the industry. Otherwise, you wonât even know how you will die in the future.â