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"this……"

"My master has mysophobia, and he doesn't like to touch things that have been touched by outsiders!"

What Xue Meng said is really an exaggeration. In fact, Chu Wanning just doesn't want to touch things that have been contaminated by disgusting people, but he really doesn't have any mysophobia. However, Chu Wanning was dissatisfied with Li Wuxin, so he allowed Xue Meng to mess around without saying much. He only lowered his eyes and took a sip of the hot tea offered by Shi Mo.

Li Wuxin was holding back his breath, but he had no choice but to sneer and give the yellow silk handbag to Xue Meng.

Under the candlelight, in full view.

Chu nightning shakes off the silk, only glances at it, and his face changes.

"The Sending Spell..."

"Exactly. Master Chu, according to my investigation, Luo Xianxian's wronged soul was temporarily sealed by you. Before you left, you gave a copy of the Spell of Deliverance to the only daughter of the Chen family, and asked them to copy it every day. , back and forth for ten years, right?"

"good."

"Then this Sending Spell is exactly the handwriting of Master Chu, right?"

"…Indeed."

"But Grandmaster Chu, this Sending Spell of yours has an additional curse seal rune at the end of each chapter. You don't understand what that means!" Li Wuxin's voice suddenly became high-pitched.

"Wan Tao's làng pattern is a counter-curse! - Every time the Chen family copied a ferrying spell, they would draw a counter-curse symbol, forcibly turning the ferrying curse into a harmful curse, urging them to The seal is broken, Luo Xianxian and the fierce ghost are furious! No one in the Chen family knows how to do it. Except for Elder Yu Heng who handed this silk to them with his own hands, I really can’t think of a second person who can teach them to draw such a powerful spell!"

"Don't spit blood, old man!" Xue Meng was furious, "If my master wants to kill them, why go through such a big detour! Can't you imitate the handwriting of a curse or a counter-curse? Do you suspect that it is my master? As for the person who painted it, I also suspect that your bastard son secretly painted it on the way and used it to frame people!"

Li Wuxinpi smiled and said: "Master Xue Meng, the elders are talking, why do you, a junior, get in the way?"

Xue Zhengyong spoke: "Master Li, it would be biased for you to say that it was Yu Heng who did this based on a piece of silk. What I said is right. Handwriting can be imitated. In case anyone wants to frame Yu Heng Heng, if you draw according to his runes a few times, they will look similar."

"Then we have to ask where Master Chu has such an old enemy who has spent so much effort to harm him."

Mo Ran, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly laughed twice.

Li Wuxin looked at him, thinking of his vulgar remarks just now, he couldn't help but frowned: "Why are you laughing again?"

"I laughed at you for discussing it for a long time, but you forgot one thing."

Xue Zhengyong asked curiously: "What's the matter? Ran'er, what did you think of?"

"Although I don't read much, I happen to have some knowledge of Wan Tao's Hui Lang, and I happen to be able to draw." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Here, look, is this right?"

As he spoke, he condensed a glowing red spiritual power on his fingertips, leaned against the pillar leisurely, and spread it carefully in the air. After a while, a superb Wan Tao echoing mantra was reflected in the air, Fireworks are generally pretty.

Xue Meng was shocked and said: "That bitch is so awesome. When did you learn it?"

Mo Ran smiled and said: "It's in Master's book. I thought it was fun, so I wrote it down."

As he spoke, he casually clicked on the bright red talisman, letting it slowly rise into the sky, above everyone's heads. The red fringes flashed vaguely, overflowing with bits of broken light.

"How about you, why don't you compare it and see if the symbol I drew is exactly the same as the one on the silk."

The disciples at the top of life and death are not afraid of the excitement. Seeing Chu Wanning throwing the silk in front of the table expressionlessly, apparently acquiescing to Mo Ran's approach, he immediately came over and formed a circle to compare carefully.

The people in Bitan Village were still tense at first, but later they couldn't help being curious, or with a critical attitude, and gathered around to take a look.

So many people looked at it for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

The ink-burning painting is exactly the same as the charm on the silk, almost like it was written by one person.

The idiot Li Wuxin spoke again. He pointed at Mo Ran and said in shock: "Okay! Okay! You didn't bring it upon yourself! It seems you killed him!"

Mo Ran: "…………"

Chu Wanning suddenly said lightly: "What do you call this little brother?"

"Huh? You ask me?" The idiot was stunned, then held his head high and said proudly, "Wuxin sat down and personally taught the thirteenth disciple, Zhen Congming."

Mo Ran: "Pfft."

Chu Wanning responded indifferently to "really smart". After all, he also has a name called "Scaring You to Death". He only said indifferently: "When the elders speak, the juniors must learn to shut up."

This sentence was obviously mocking Li Wuxin's previous criticism of Mo Ran. After hearing this, Li Wuxin's face turned the color of pig liver. He was very annoyed but had no choice but to talk about him. He said with a "hum": "Chu The grandmaster’s disciple is truly a heroic young man, so capable, and the talisman he draws is exactly the same as the grandmaster’s.”

"Master Li, it's not just me. If you can draw this talisman, you will definitely draw it the same way as my master."

Li Wuxin stared at Mo Ran: "What do you mean?!"

Mo Ran smiled and said: "Wan Tao Hui làng, the brushwork is complicated, the strength is deep and light, and the ink color is thick and light. There is no difference. Therefore, no matter who paints it, it will be indistinguishable from the originator. This has nothing to do with handwriting. .If it were slightly painted

There is one slight difference, this counterspell will not take effect. "

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