"Fethical superstition, nonsense!"

Eight words, Xu Zhuanguan, who was originally proud, said blushed and his eyes were blushing.

He looked like he was about to step forward immediately and rolled up his sleeves to beat someone. However, Ma Yiao didn't care at all and said coldly: "I originally thought you were a person with real skills. It would be better if I didn't make money, but I just abdicated and gave way to the wise. But I never thought that he was a liar full of lies. A fool curse. If there was really, you should manifest the little ghost and open your eyes to all of us."

Xu Chunguan was directly angered by Ma Yi'ao's unceremonious attitude. He didn't care about his own face. He pointed to Ma Yi'ao's nose and said, "The method of Xuanming observation is profound and profound. How can you, a mainlander, understand it? That little ghost is a spiritual body, which is completely different from the dimension we are in. It is beyond ordinary people. If you, a country bumpkin, can say such words, you are just an amateur. You are so embarrassed to come here to cheat? Humph, you don't want to live anymore..."

Both sides have their own opinions and seem to make sense, which makes the people around them a little confused and don’t know who to believe.

And at this moment, Ma Yiao said coldly: "You can't prove it, but I can."

In one sentence, the dispute ended.

Xu was still waiting to be ridiculed again. When he heard this, he suddenly stopped, stared at Ma Yiao with wide eyes.

He said in disbelief: "You said you can prove it? What is it, how do you prove it?"

Ma Yiao ignored him, but turned around, bowed to the boss of the Wang family and Uncle Jiu's wife, and said loudly: "I probably saw it. Uncle Jiu's situation is undoubtedly due to the Southeast Asia."

Xu Chuanguan snorted coldly, saying that he really is a pick-up person's wisdom. Suppressing the head is a curse of a little ghost, also called a little ghost - I thought you could say something like one, two, three, four, and five, and it turned out to be like this.

Ma Yiao still said when he did not exist, "This art of despised head is a kind of witchcraft that is circulated in Southeast Asia. I think you may have some understanding of this thing. The casting process of different regions varies greatly, but the common points are mostly made of human bones, blood, hair, nails, molded human fetus, certain wood, certain stones, pollen, oil and other materials as media. Most of the spell types are negative - "subversion", which refers to the spell or medicine method used to cast the spell; "head" refers to the individual being cast..."

He roughly talked about the origin and development of the art of lowering head, and then began to talk about the scientific basis of the art of lowering head.

This guy is from a professional background. No matter whether he has studied biology and philosophy at Shuimu University, his research on the art of acupuncture in Southeast Asia and even the witchcraft in the southwest is refreshing.

I felt that he had directly lifted the veil of this mysterious technique and presented its general principles directly to everyone.

Of course, because it is too easy to be imitated and learned, the specific use and methods here will not be described in detail in the article to avoid causing trouble.

In short, after Ma Yiao's explanation, everyone in the field also had a lot of understanding of this head-slaying technique. Then Ma Yiao continued: "From the situation at this moment, Mr. Wang, you are just a worm descending. In other words, although this poisonous scorpion makes you uncomfortable, it has not occurred; and Uncle Jiu's situation is even more dangerous. Someone made him fall into a coma directly, and this technique is also very strange. If I guess correctly, it should be the spider silk descending from the old temple of Saigon, Vietnam."

Everyone was surprised, and the boss of the Wang family asked, "What is spider silk descending?"

Ma Yiao explained: "In Vietnam, Myanmar and other Southeast Asian rainforest areas, as well as Guangnan and Yunnan, Yunnan and Guizhou in our country, there is a Vietnamese bird-catching spider. It is a large burrow spider with a foot spread of about 17 to 18 cm, a strong limb, a fierce temperament, and a highly poisonous body. Someone raises it in one place, and then through the secret system of the exclusive method, the spider king raised can have three uses after producing silk. One is lovesickness, also called red thread traction, which can pull the minds of men and women and make them develop love; another is called brotherhood, which is used during worship, not to be born on the same year, month, but to die on the same day of the same year; and the last one is the one in the old man, called life and death, which is used to control people's life and death..."

Everyone listened with a breath of concentration, but Xu laughed, saying it was really nonsense, nonsense - what kind of spider silk is to lead to life and death, it is the same as the truth.

Ma Yiao sneered and said, "Don't believe it? I said, I can prove it to you..."

After saying that, he took a step back and then took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his arms.

He rubbed his right thumb and index finger slightly, and the yellow talisman paper began to ignite without fire. The flames jumped and the heat was very high. He didn't care until his fingertips were burned.

The ashes of the talisman paper were carefully held in his hand. After burning the talisman paper, he chanted the words for a few seconds, and suddenly sprinkled them on the top of the hospital bed.

call……

The ashes of talisman paper rose on the hospital bed, and everyone retreated one after another. Uncle Jiu's little wife's face was a little wrong. She was about to scold her, but unexpectedly, against the backdrop of the ashes, one spider silk web after another was revealed under the light.

This is not one by one, but overlapping each other.

The entire space was like a silk hole, and these spider webs looked very thin and shining with a slight silver light. When the paper ash fell on the quilt, except for the occasional spider silk next to the paper ash, the rest were no longer visible.

This situation surprised everyone. After the foreign doctor next to him shouted "oh-may-god", he couldn't help but step forward and wanted to touch the entangled spider webs.

However, his hand swiped past and nothing was caught.

When he wanted to touch it again, he reached out to stop Ma Yiao.

Ma Yiao said seriously: "If these spider silks are not capable of being noticed or touched on weekdays. If they are really touched, the poison on them will cause people to fall into a coma in a short period of time, so if it is not necessary, it is best not to try it."

Hearing the translation of the doctor next to him, the foreigner hurriedly withdrew his hand with a frightened expression on his face.

The display of Ma Yiao impressed everyone in the bedroom. Even the colleague next to him closed his mouth at the right time, and the boss of the Wang family hurriedly said, "Master Liu, is there any help for my father's disease?"

Ma Yiao nodded and said of course, just find the guy who was secretly making trouble and falling down.

The boss of the Wang family hurriedly asked again: "Where is that person?"

Ma Yiao smiled slightly and said that the spider silk drop has many advantages and obvious disadvantages than other methods, that is, it cannot be too far away, otherwise the spider silk will lose control as soon as it breaks, so that person... must be nearby."

The boss of the Wang family breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Can you find that person by relying on this spider silk and following the clues?"

Ma Yiao shook his head and said, "It's OK in theory, but the one I just used was a sign produced by Longquan Mountain. Because it's very precious, I only have one on hand. If I want to follow the clues and find the descending person, I have to at least ten more pictures."

The boss of the Wang family was a little anxious and said, what should I do?

Ma Yiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can conclude that the guy who has fallen his head should be in this hospital, so it's actually very simple to find someone."

The boss of the Wang family became in trouble and said this... The patients living in this private hospital are either rich or noble. Although my Wang family has some status in the Hong Kong business community, in this hospital, we still cannot search for people by rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

He said it tactfully, but Ma Yiao smiled and said there was no hurry, I had a way.

He walked to the door, looked at the people in the living room of the room, and said slowly: "As far as I know, there are many conditions to complete the spider silk subsidence. Not only does it require the birth date of the surrender, but it also requires hair, nails and opportunities to approach the surrender. In other words, in addition to the surrender, there is also an insider here, and that insider is likely to be the instructor behind him, and he must also know the whereabouts of the surrender..."

When he said this, he did not control the volume, and said aloud, and then looked at the people in the living room with a few pressures.

Most of the people outside are senior managers of Wang's industry and direct descendants of Uncle Jiu.

These people heard Ma Yiao's words, some were surprised, some were calm, and some were uncomfortably lowered their heads. At this time, Ma Yiao walked up to a man wearing a suit and tie and wearing two beards like him.

He smiled slightly and said, "What do you call sir?"

The man kept a smile on his face. When Ma Yiao walked up to him, he frowned and did not answer.

The boss of the Wang family walked up and said, "Master, this is my second brother, Wang Liren."

Ma Yiao seemed to be smiling but said, "Brother Li?"

The second son of the Wang family took a step back and said, "Call me Charlie..."

He was about to speak, but Ma Yiao shook his head and said, "I don't care what your name is, you just need to tell me where that guy is hiding?"

The second son of the Wang family snorted coldly and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, you know, you are framing me, I tell you, what you are talking about requires legal responsibility...

He said a lot, but Ma Yiao took out a copper ball.

This bronze ball is only as big as a table tennis ball, smooth and shiny, with a chain pulling at one end, like a pocket watch.

Ma Yiao picked it up and wandered in front of the Wang family's second son. The Wang family said disdainfully: "Do you want to hypnotize me? I'm delusional. I've studied psychology at Oxford University..."

As he spoke, Ma Yiao ignored it and said, "You brother who kills your father and is shameless, don't deny it here, listen to me-

Lingbao Tianzun comforts his body

Disciple's soul, five internal organs, mysterious

The Blue Dragon and White Tiger Team are in conflict

The body shape of the Suzaku Xuanwu Guard

amnesty!"

The last word was settled, and the Wang family's second son was shocked, his eyes were straight, and his whole body froze, like a wooden man, not moving.

Ma Yiao did not stop and said, "Where is that person?"

The second son of the Wang family said slowly, "Go out and turn left, the third ward."

Ma Yiao said to Uncle Fu, who was in charge of security next to him: "Look at him."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door, squeezed a path from the crowded corridor, and came to the third ward on the left.

He first pushed it, found that it was locked inside, gritted his teeth, and then kicked it suddenly.

Bang……

The door opened, Ma Yiao rushed in, I followed closely, rushed into the room, and saw a shirtless man sitting cross-legged on the bed of the single ward.
Chapter completed!