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Chapter 100: Speaking


"Don't lie to me."

Yan Xiangyang said in disbelief, and then told Mr.

Zhang his date of birth.

He reluctantly believed him because he was his sister's master, otherwise he would Even if he were beaten to death, he would not tell him his birthday and horoscope.

"Go to my room and bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Remember, the paper needs to be red."

Zhang Yuan wrote down Yan Xiangyang's birth date, counted it with both hands, and then asked Yan Xiangyang to get paper and pen from the room.

"Oh" Yan Xiangyang was very straightforward this time.

Without saying anything, he went into the room and got the master a pen and paper.

Then, he saw with his own eyes that Master Zhang Yuan seemed to be a different person, sitting up straight and elegantly writing his birthday and birth date carefully on the red paper.

The handwriting was in ancient traditional Chinese characters, and the handwriting was quite elegant. elegant.

If Yan Xiangyang hadn't stared at the birth date written by the old man himself, Yan Xiangyang couldn't help but doubt Master Zhang Yuan's ability.

After all, Master Zhang Yuan's image is really far from that of a so-called expert, but this good calligraphy But it was beyond the reach of Yan Xiangyang, the young master.

God knows, what Yan Xiangyang was most impatient to see in his life was the scrawled handwriting in his hand, which was no different from ghost drawings.

"You old man looks unreliable, but this calligraphy is not bad."

The calligraphy is indeed beautiful.

Yan Xiangyang could not go against his conscience and say it was not good-looking, so he gave a weird compliment.

"By the way, boy, you should still be a boy."

After Master Zhang Yuan finished writing Yan Xiangyang's birth date, he waited for the writing on the red paper to dry, then folded it up in a very strange and skillful way, and then used a teasing and He looked at Yan Xiangyang suspiciously.

This kid looks like a fool and thinks he's not serious, but in fact he just has an awkward temperament and doesn't look like the kind of boy who doesn't know how to behave.

"Old man, what are you planning?

Let me tell you, I am a very serious child.

I am not the kind of person who messes around casually."

Yan Xiangyang felt as if he was on the edge of a huge pit. , so dangerous that he wanted to go home.

It was really embarrassing for the old man to ask him such a secret question.

"I'm just asking you if you are still a virgin.

Why are you so excited?"

Master Zhang Yuan also glared fiercely.

This bastard boy, what is he thinking about all day long?

It makes him so angry.

Master Zhang Yuan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick.

Although he usually looked immoral, he allowed himself to be casual and immoral as he got older, but he did not allow Yan Xiangyang, a junior, to live in a mess at a young age.

"Take it."

Master Zhang Yuan thought, and with some annoyance, he threw the folded birthday paper to Yan Xiangyang.

Yan Xiangyang quickly caught the red talisman paper with his birth date written on it, and then looked up at Master Zhang Yuan in confusion.

What do you want him to do with this talisman?

"If you haven't touched a woman yet, go to the kitchen cabinet at the back and find a rooster bowl with a red rooster on it.

Then go to the backyard and kill a rooster to get some rooster blood.

By the way, you can also get some rooster blood from that little black dog.

Put some black dog blood, then urinate in your own boy's urine, soak the talisman paper in it, and then take it out and put it on your body."

Master Zhang Yuan said, then turned around and planned to go back.

Go home and rest.

After a long afternoon of hard work, he was also tired.

Yan Xiangyang listened to Master Zhang Yuan's words and heard them all, but he always felt a little confused and half-understood.

Then he asked behind him in a loud voice: "What if I am no longer a boy?"

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" "What should I do?

Just wait for that female ghost to kidnap you and make you a ghost husband.

Old man, I can't save you."

Master Zhang Yuan hummed, not polite at all, and Yan Xiangyang could even feel that the old man seemed to be gnashing his teeth. . "" Yan Xiangyang thought amusedly, and then froze completely dumbfounded on the spot, because he thought that if he was no longer a virgin, then he would die.

Thinking, thinking, Yan Xiangyang couldn't help but pat his chest that was constantly rising and falling, congratulating himself that he still had some integrity and didn't dare to throw away the important first time in his life at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but he didn't have time to congratulate himself.

After that, Master Zhang Yuan, who was about to go back to the house, stopped and turned around and growled at him.

"You will prepare lunch for me in a minute.

Old man, I want to eat chicken and fish."

Master Zhang Yuan said, and he also planned to go back to sleep: "Also, please give me these sweet potatoes quickly.

Put it in the cellar.

I'm going to make dried sweet potatoes for winter.

If you delay The procrastination has not been completed, so I will try to find a way to send you to the female ghost tonight.

Don't think I'm fooling you, understand?"

Master Zhang Yuan asked himself that he did it very smoothly, especially Yan.

Xiang Yang, a naughty kid, is not a match for him because he is not very knowledgeable.

"I know," Yan Xiangyang responded aggrievedly, then resignedly took the talisman with his birth date and eight characters on it and went to the backyard kitchen.

After rummaging through the cupboards where the pots and pans were placed, Yan Xiangyang found the chicken bowl that Old Man Zhang had mentioned.

Because he was a rich man, Brother Gao, who had been accustomed to a life where he had to stretch out his hands for food and open his mouth since he was a child.

If you want him to catch chickens to get chicken blood, this is completely making things difficult for him.

So Yan Xiangyang fought desperately with a group of roosters in the chicken coop.

When he was embarrassed to get the chicken blood, the sun was already high in the sky.

Then Yan Xiangyang stared at the ferocious little black dog again.

When he finally prepared everything according to Master Zhang Yuan's instructions, Yan Xiangyang was covered in chicken feathers and was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear to look at it.

"I'm exhausted."

Yan Xiangyang sighed, then carefully took out the red talisman and put it into the strange chicken bowl.

A slightly strange scene happened.

The folded talisman paper was supposed to be penetrated, but unexpectedly it seemed to have a protective layer, completely blocking the approach of those things.

"What the hell is this?"

Yan Xiangyang looked at the talisman paper that seemed to be shining with magical golden light.

He couldn't believe it.

What he saw was really not dazzling.

Yan Xiangyang thought about it, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Looking at it, the talisman paper was still as before, isolated from the things that were mixed together.

"What a ghost!"

Yan Xiangyang raised his hand and patted his forehead.

Here Yan Xiangyang was in dire straits, while Yan Xiangnuan drove straight to Jin's house.

After learning that Jin Weimo had also gone out early in the morning and got the death list that could be issued, he directly discussed with Jin Weimo and then drove to Go to the Star Heart Foundation

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