I told Wang Haomin the general steps for casting the spell, and he said he almost remembered them all.

Then, the two of us simply ate some of the food we brought and continued to wait patiently.

Unknowingly, it was around ten o'clock in the evening, and the bad guy who was in charge of guarding outside sent a text message to Wang Haomin, saying that the subdued master Badan had entered the hotel and had brought two prostitutes with him.

Wang Haomin immediately told me this matter, and the two of us immediately walked to the door and waited quietly.

At this time, an idea suddenly came to me, and I wanted to see what the real Bataan looked like.

So I opened the door directly and went out.

Wang Haomin immediately grabbed me and said, "Master Wu, what do you want to do?"

"I'll go out and take a look. I'll be back soon. Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one." I said.

"Master Wu, Badain will be here soon. Isn't it appropriate for you to go out at this time?" Wang Haomin said.

"I just want to see what he looks like. After seeing his appearance, I can cast spells better." I said.

Wang Haomin had no choice but to take out a cigarette from his body and handed me a lighter.

I took the cigarette and went to a trash can in the corridor. After lighting it, I held it in my mouth and pretended.

Actually, I don't smoke either.

After waiting in the corridor for a while, I heard a woman laughing.

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Not long after, I saw Badain walking towards me with two women who were very agitated.

Nabadan looked similar to the photos I saw. He was dark and thin, with tattoos all over his face and neck. His hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and he had a fierce look on his face, which made him look very ferocious.

At this moment, Badain was hugging him from left to right, staring at the two women beside him, looking very anxious, and his hands were not honest about wiping oil on the two women.

These two women were wearing heavy make-up, their bodies looked good, and they were very young. From far away, I smelled a strong scent of perfume hitting my face.

I pretended to smoke and puffed out smoke.

Without even looking at me, Badan took the two women and walked directly into the room next to mine and closed the door.

At this time, I directly crushed the cigarette butt and quickly returned to my room.

Wang Haomin looked nervous. When he saw me entering, he said, "Did you see that?"

"Yeah." I nodded, sat next to the altar against the wall, and took a look at the scarecrow.

Not long after Badan took the two women in, a sound that was inappropriate for children soon came from the room.

I have to say that this Bataan is very powerful, and the noise in the next door room is so loud that it is difficult for us not to hear it.

The woman screamed loudly, and Nabadan also roared like a wild beast.

This is the best time to take action.

Nabadan put all his thoughts on women, how could he expect that someone next door would want his life.

I glanced at Wang Haomin and signaled that he could take action.

Wang Haomin quickly sat next to me, looking nervous.

At that moment, I looked at the scarecrow, took out the dagger on the table, cut my finger, and dripped the blood on the scarecrow.

Then he quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted in a low voice: "Northern Xuantian, Yao Yao Divine Lord, a thousand changes, Xuanwu True Spirit, soaring to the sky and falling to the ground, sweeping away the demonic atmosphere, I feed the grass man, blood, I am strong

Send down spirits, spread the righteous Dharma, educate Li Zhao, and eradicate evil practices. Today, there is a descendant master Badan from northern Taipei, who is harming innocent people and staining his hands with blood. I sincerely ask the ancestor’s divine power to eliminate evil and assist righteousness, so that Dao Qi will live forever! Disciple, I pay my respects.

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As I said that, I picked up the short knife in my hand again, cut the palm of my hand, and poured the blood on the scarecrow's body.

After a while, the scarecrow was covered with the blood dripping from my hands, and it suddenly became bloody and looked a bit scary.

When I finished all this, the Qi field suddenly fluctuated violently and surged in the room.

Wang Haomin, who was sitting next to him, suddenly became restless, and he also felt the changes in the Qi field around him.

After all, I want to harm people's lives, and what I cast is somewhat similar to evil magic.

It's just that there is no distinction between good and bad techniques. The key lies in who uses them and what they are used for.

This head-dropping master Badan has done many evil things in his life. As long as he is given money, he can use the head-dropping technique to kill people at will.

If I use this technique to kill him, it will definitely be an act of justice for heaven.

When I finished all this, I picked up the bloody dagger again, pointed the handle at the pit of my heart, and plunged it in.

At this time, I heard a scream suddenly coming from the next room, and it was Nabadan's voice.

Then the frightened screams of the two prostitutes were heard in the house. After a while, there was a noise from the door next door. The two women must have been frightened and ran out of the house.

I didn't dare to stop the movement of my hand, so I picked up the handle of the dagger in my hand, pointed it at my eye, and stabbed it in fiercely.

Then there was another shrill scream from the next room.

The Feng Shui spell I used was very sinister. First, I used this scarecrow to control Badan. Whatever I did, the other party would do what he did.

Although he didn't have a knife in his hand, the knife in my hand could fall on him in this way.

Aren’t the head-dropping masters in Southeast Asia very evil?

Then I will let him experience how profound and profound Taoism is in the land of China.

After I stabbed twice in succession, Badain, the head-dropping master next door, must have been seriously injured, but I could feel that he was still alive at this moment.

We have to strike hard again and kill him directly.

However, when I raised the knife in my hand again, I suddenly felt a powerful force coming from the next room.

What's worse, not only did the surrender master Badan not die, he even started to fight back at me.

This is a fight in the air.

Although Nabadan was seriously injured, he has decades of profound cultivation. I have only practiced for more than eight years. Even if I am a genius, it is difficult to compete with him.

At that moment, I turned my head and glanced at Wang Haomin with some difficulty.

Wang Haomin reacted quickly, picked up a dagger, cut his palm, and spilled blood on the scarecrow.

Afterwards, he sat next to me and began to form seals with his hands, fighting with me against the mental impact of Badan, the head-subduing master.
Chapter completed!