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When I first came to Guangzhou in 2011, I still had no fixed place to live and was unfamiliar with the place. I also had a strong curiosity about this city. So I went around looking for friends I knew, most of whom were former classmates and some from the same village. little friend. Jiezi is one of my Junior High School classmates. He is pretty good-looking, but because he is too homely, he can’t find a girlfriend. In his world, in addition to going to work, sleeping and surfing the Internet, I fuck with him. When the family came to play with him, he left the computer. . Invited me to sit down. He lived in a small apartment, just a single room, so the room was not big. After greeting each other, I habitually looked at the furnishings in the room. When I saw his computer screen, I suddenly became interested. That is a QQ group chat box. Someone happened to post pictures of spells inside. If it were an ordinary charm, I wouldn't be interested, but the Gathering Footprints and the gall bladder of that charm are very special. If you don't control the house, you won't eliminate disasters, you won't drive away evil spirits, you won't cure illnesses. . . . . If I read it correctly, it has only one function: Juyin Soul Guiding I quickly walked to the computer, and after obtaining Jiezi’s consent, I opened the chat history of that group and started looking at it. The picture of that talisman was sent by a girl, and there was a picture on the front. The talisman was posted on the bedside, and she knew that the bed belonged to her. What’s even more strange is that what she posted means: This is a talisman sold to her by an expert. It can get rid of her Yang Qi insufficiency and often Sleep Paralysis, and it can also control the house, ward off evil spirits, and even Can increase love luck. After reading these words, I doubted whether I had read it wrong. I pulled down the chat box again and looked at the talisman carefully. Although I have never drawn this kind of talisman, from the perspective of the talisman, this is definitely not a good thing. symbol. And it's a rather fierce spell. I took a closer look at Talisman, it’s very weak. And the color doesn't look like it was painted by Cinnabar, so the power of this talisman is not very great, but it's not impossible either. Not to mention warding off evil spirits, it's pretty good if it doesn't attract evil spirits. And I put this kind of talisman on my bedside for a long time. It’s almost impossible to get a good night’s sleep. Then I saw her saying that she had just put it on and would see the effect at night. It must be very good. And she kept praising the master who gave her the charm. He sounded like he would fight with anyone who didn't admire him. I couldn't help but wonder: when did Taoist priests become so popular, even to the point of being blindly worshiped by others. Although he is a dabbler. I pointed to the nickname of the girl who posted the picture and asked Jiezi if she knew her. Jiezi clicked on her profile and said: "Yes, we are friends who play games together in this group, and they are all She's in Guangzhou. Do you want to chase her because her profile picture is pretty?" I said, "What are you chasing? This girl is in trouble." And it won’t take long. Within three days, she will definitely be crying in the group. Don’t even think about getting a good night’s sleep in the future. Jiezi looked at me strangely, he didn’t know my Cultivation, so he said: Don’t curse others, this girl is very nice. It's just a little bit naughty. I said: OK, then I won’t say anything anymore and wait to watch the show. Then the topic changed. I have no idea of going to that girl directly. First of all, her current condition is not suitable for me to talk about her spell. If I talk about it at this time, I will definitely be scolded. Secondly: I don’t know her, but I only saw her through Jiezi’s QQ. This is called circumventing the relationship, and it has nothing to do with me. Again, it’s a bit bad to find a strange girl so recklessly. It was as if I really wanted to strike up a conversation because she was pretty. The most important point is that if the spell does not last long, it will not summon any Powerful Character, and the spell itself is not qualified, so the speed of gathering yin is very slow, and nothing big will happen within a year and a half. . At most, I just have constant nightmares and can't sleep well. There won't be any problems for at least a month. I chatted with Jiezi about other things. We haven’t seen each other for almost ten years. He is no longer the little kid who asked me to climb a tree to take pictures with an antique film camera. I am no longer the spicy one. He had to tear off a few pieces of tofu and give them to his only best friend. Time has changed so much, and the vicissitudes of time have affected friendships. As we chatted, I found that we had almost no common topics. We would never be able to go back to the time when we could talk for hours while sleeping in the same bed. , we smiled awkwardly, knowing each other well. Some years have passed, and some feelings no longer exist, but at least we all still remember them. It’s not terrible to have no common topic, as long as we have this beautiful memory of each other, it’s enough. There’s a silly saying: It doesn’t matter if it lasts forever, it only matters what you once had. When used in this kind of friendship, it actually seems very fitting. After sitting for a while, we all gave up the feeling we had when we forced ourselves into Junior High School, because we have all grown up, and our minds no longer allow us to do those indiscriminate things we did back then. We have our own pressures and our own worries. After a few minutes of silence, I stood up and said goodbye. I knew that maybe we would become farther and farther apart in the future until we would never meet again. But we will all be grateful to each other, because what is left behind is a beautiful childhood memory. After coming out of Jiezi's house, I suddenly remembered the charm that the girl sent, and I sent a text message to Jiezi: If that girl is like what I said and she is willing, you can ask her to come to me. Jiezi said: Well, no problem. If there is any problem, I will take her to you in person. I didn't answer any more. I don't know since when, we have to have a third person as an excuse to even meet. . . . . . Things never surprise me too much. Four days later, Jiezi called me and asked me if I could give my phone number to that girl. I said yes, just give it, and within a minute of hanging up the phone, the girl called. I think Jiezi should tell her the matter. Her purpose for finding me was also very clear. I got straight to the point: Have you been having nightmares every night lately and have no energy during the day? She said: Yes, Brother Jie asked me to find you, saying that you knew I would be like this four days ago. Can you help me? Her voice was very sweet, but it was full of respect, showing anxiety and concern. The panic is real and there is nothing false about it. In this case, I didn't hide it anymore. I said, "First of all, there is something wrong with the talisman posted on your bedside. The person who gave you the talisman either wants to trouble you, or he doesn't understand. But the first possibility is If he doesn't understand it, he won't be able to make this talisman. Such a talisman will not be taken out by random people and posted on the bedside. "
She said, "That's impossible. He's a master, and we've even met for a meal. I think he's a good person. He helped me with some issues before, and it worked. Plus, I spent a lot of money on this talisman. If you're saying this, I definitely won't believe you."
I forced a bitter smile and shook my head before hanging up the phone. There was no point in saying more; soon enough, she wouldn't have the luxury of disbelief. I increasingly felt that the master she spoke of was deliberately tormenting her. I didn't need to guess his motives; it was clearly about money or seduction. If it were revenge, he wouldn't resort to such flimsy tactics. Not to mention soul refinement—I believed that was something no one could accomplish, at least not the person who provided her with the talisman.
After about ten minutes, the girl's call came through again. I deliberately waited a moment before answering, thinking she must have come to her senses or realized her words lacked consideration. When the call connected, I remained silent, and so did she. Perhaps she was used to being pampered due to her pride; beautiful girls often had this flaw, but I couldn't understand why that should be the case. If I were this handsome, why didn't I have that problem?
After a while, she finally spoke up, "Could you please take a look for me? It's getting worse every day; I'm afraid to sleep at night."
I replied, "You don't believe what I say but still want me to check for you? I can't judge things according to your expectations. By the way, did you ask that master what solution he provided?"
The girl said, "I asked him on the first night. He said it was nothing to worry about; occasional nightmares are normal. He told me to draw eight circles with a red pen on the talisman and then add some of that blood."
Upon hearing this, I realized there was indeed more to it. That blood was undoubtedly menstrual blood—this wasn't just a simple trick after all. At this point, I became increasingly convinced that this so-called master wanted to control her through some means. This control wasn't over her body per se, but it was close enough. If this continued for too long, her problems would only worsen. To break free from this situation would require methods that only provided temporary relief—like drug addiction; when the craving hit, one could only seek out drugs again. Eventually, this girl would have no choice but to go back to that master, and at that moment, he would hold all the power over her.
Thinking of this sent a chill down my spine; such unprovable manipulation meant that her fate was essentially in the hands of that so-called master—completely under his control.
I quickly asked, "If you really used your menstrual blood as instructed, then I'm not entirely sure I can guarantee your safety." There was something else I didn't say: if you truly applied menstrual blood, then I'm sorry; that's beyond my help.
The talisman gathered yin energy; drawing eight circles with a red pen during the hour of the tiger could dispel certain evils. However, if drawn on a talisman meant for gathering yin energy, it would only serve to enhance its effect—specifically for gathering yin energy. A woman's menstrual blood is considered extremely yin, just as cock's comb blood is regarded as extremely yang; they hold equal status in this context. However, few people use such substances because they are deemed too filthy—especially for those who practice cultivation as it severely depletes vital energy.
Thus, after these three steps—even if the talisman itself was unstable and ineffective—it wouldn't matter because those two enhancements would make up for it. If everything went according to plan and she truly followed through with it all, within half a month she'd kneel before that master without hesitation—even if she remained proud.
She asked me, "How did you know it was menstrual blood?"
I replied, "Deep down inside you still don't acknowledge that I'm stronger than the master you admire; you might even think I'm sensationalizing things. If that's the case, I'll hang up now."
I was being so aggressive because if I didn't provoke her, things might actually develop the way I feared, and that would be truly hopeless. At least I didn't have many good options left.
She paused for a moment, clearly not expecting my response, then said, "No, I haven't done anything with menstrual blood because I'm not on my period yet."
I secretly felt relieved while also looking down on that so-called "expert" who had meticulously calculated everything but overlooked the menstrual cycle. Did he think that a woman could just summon her menstrual blood at will? Perhaps he thought he could wait for it, but asking a woman about her period is something anyone with a bit of common sense would find inappropriate. Not to mention someone who has studied the way of things. It was obvious he had ulterior motives.
I said, "That's good; there's still hope. If you trust me, I can help you play a trick on that expert and expose him right in front of you. What do you think?"
She still held onto the idea that the "expert" wouldn't harm her. She firmly replied, "I won't cooperate with you to trick him; he's really a good person."
I chuckled and said, "Tonight, you'll be awakened by nightmares at an ugly hour, and if you don't leave your bed, you won't be able to sleep all night. Tomorrow, your complexion will be whiter than if you used flour as makeup."
After saying that, I hung up the phone.
Once I disconnected, she didn't call back. I decided to turn off my phone. I believed she would frantically call me after being startled awake from her nightmare. If I didn’t push her a little, she wouldn’t wake up. If she remained oblivious and continued to be manipulated, then it would be very difficult for her to find peace in this life.
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