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Chapter 209

As soon as he put his fingers on, Ye Mo felt a cold and cold black air coming from the worker's eyebrows and tangled towards Ye Mo's fingers.

This black air also carries a sense of evil aura, making people feel cold all over.

"Is this...resentment?"

Ye Mo's eyes flashed, his fingers retracted, the spirit pill trembled, and the spiritual power poured in directly.

Bang!

The black gas wrapped around Ye Mo's fingertips suddenly dissipated.

"Grandma Ye, what's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Hong Bao was frightened and asked carefully.

"These workers are infected with resentment." Ye Mo's expressionless face.

"Resentment, what is resentment?" Hong Bao was stunned for a moment.

"This kind of thing is usually produced by people who die in vain."

"Die in vain, what is death in vain?" Hong Bao became more and more confused as he heard it.

"Death in vain is not natural death. For example, accidents, murder, murder, death injustice, etc. are called vain death."

Ye Mo spoke lightly, raised his right hand and activated his spiritual power, and took pictures in the eyebrows of the four workers.

As the palms were slapped, the four workers' eyebrows were black and they suddenly disappeared.

"And these people who die in vain will develop resentment before they die. This resentment will lead to the souls of those who die in vain, becoming resentful souls, unable to reincarnate and can only wander in the world." Ye Mo continued:

"At the same time, this resentment will cause great resentment to the living. As long as you encounter the living, it will pollute, hurt, and then devour life."

"These four workers became like this because they were infected with resentment."

"If we come a little later, these four people will be dead."

"So that's it." Hong Bao finally understood and asked again:

"That Master Ye, what should I do next?"

"I have dispelled the resentment between their eyebrows. The next thing I need to solve is the resentment in their bodies." Ye Mo said:

"You go to the nearby antique market, buy some yellow paper, cinnabar, wolf hair, and get some big rooster blood."

"good!"

Hong Bao hurried to do it.

Half an hour later, Hong Bao returned with what Ye Mo needed.

Ye Mo picked up the wolf hair, gently wiped it on the cinnabar, then dipped it in some chicken blood, and began to draw talismans on the yellow paper.

"Grand Ye, why do you need to use cinnabar and rooster blood?"

Hong Bao looked curious and couldn't help asking.

"Cinnabar and rooster blood are both extreme yang things and are most suitable for dispelling resentment." Ye Mo said in a deep voice:

"From now on, stop talking, I will concentrate on drawing talismans."

"yes!"

Hong Bao quickly shut up, but his eyes were tightly locked in Ye Mo:

"Maybe the talisman that Master Ye wants to draw is like the evil-exorcist talisman I gave me last time."

He suddenly felt that Ye Mo was painting the talisman, as if he had entered a mysterious realm. That realm was unpredictable and could not be seen through, as if there was mist around him.

"It is true that experts can't speculate on their actions!"

Hong Bao's heart was filled with emotion.

Ten minutes later, there were four more talisman papers in Ye Mo's hand.

The talisman paper was covered with strange patterns. When Hong Bao glanced at it, he felt that his whole body was hot and hot, and his blood vessels were about to explode, as if he was in a stove, so hot that he wanted to rush into the ice water.

"What kind of talisman is this? It's so terrible!"

Hong Bao quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Tianyang Talisman, it's been drawn."

Ye Mo put down the wolf's hair and smiled slightly.

This Tianyang Talisman is a kind of talisman paper recorded in the "Qihuang Heart Sutra". It contains the power of extreme yang, which has a good effect on evil things such as resentment.

When ordinary people approach, the yang fire will surge.

Ye Mo picked up the talismans this time, without much pressure, which was mainly due to his improvement in his cultivation.

The exorcist talisman I drew before was painted with yellow paper, and I finally drew it.

Ye Mo held the Tianyang Talisman and put it on the eyebrows of the four workers one by one, and then waited aside.

"Grandma Ye, is that good?"

Hong Bao was standing aside, shocked and suspicious.

"Yes, wait for a few minutes." Ye Mo said lightly.
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