God level trick system

Yellow paper!

Ye Xuan tugged at the dead mouse, and what was under it was immediately revealed.

It was a piece of yellow paper with three large characters written in blood on it:
王

Jia

Thu

!

"Hold the sun! Thurley Lou!"

This time, even Wang Jiamu cursed out loud.

The purpose of writing people's names in blood on the yellow paper is clear even to ordinary people.

This is cursed!
Most of the people who are written on the yellow paper will be haunted by evil spirits, everything will go wrong, and they will die in the end.

"This blood doesn't seem to be human blood yet."

Ye Xuan said, and turned on the system test.

He has never learned any Taoism, and everything is supported by the system.

"What kind of blood is that?!"

Zhang Feiliang and Wang Jiamu asked in astonishment.

"Black, dog, blood."

Ye Xuan said every word, then picked up the dead mouse, kicked it flying,

"The mouse presses the dog blood on the yellow paper, cursing the death of heaven and man in vain to become a fairy."

"What, what do you mean?!"

Wang Jiamu swallowed with a thud, and seemed quite frightened.

"This is what my master said. It means that there is a yellow paper under the mouse, and the name of the person is written on the yellow paper with dog blood. Even if this person is a celestial being or a god, he must be cursed to death!"

Forget it, Ye Xuan smashed the little red coffin to pieces with one punch, leaving the yellow paper behind.

"Really, someone wants to curse me to death?!"

Wang Jiamu panicked completely,

"I, I, Wang Jiamu, have never done anything wrong in my life, let alone have any grievances with others. How could it be... How could it be possible to form a relationship with others?!"

"Really?"

Ye Xuan tilted his head and asked back.

He knew that whoever was in the business world, especially the big bosses, hadn't had blood on their hands, or in other words, had killed someone indirectly? !
Even if not, it is impossible that the conspiracy in the business war and the usurpation of power have not been used?
What's more, Wang Jiamu is the number one steel tycoon in Hong Kong. In the past, there were so many people in this industry. Why have they all disappeared now and become the only one?

Is there anything tricky here?
nonexistent!

Obviously, Wang Jiamu was lying.

"Really, really."

Wang Jiamu is still quibbling, not telling the truth.

Then he held up his hand, and said in an air of reverence:

"I, I, Wang Jiamu, can swear to God."

Swear your mother's Eighteen Arhats to Heaven!

Ye Xuan didn't want to ask any more questions, since this Wang Jiamu wanted to get away with it, let him go.

"Okay, I believe you."

He nodded deliberately, said, and then asked,
"Then Mr. Wang, apart from the haunting of the ancestral house, have any other evil things happened recently?!"

"No, one incident in this ancestral house is enough to make a fuss! The family members of the special forces who died in the ancestral house, I spent hundreds of millions to deal with it! Waste money to eliminate disasters, waste money to eliminate disasters!"

Wang Jiamu spread his hands in despair, and said with a sigh.

"That's weird, huh?"

Ye Xuan flipped through the yellow paper with Wang Jiamu's name on it carefully, the yellow paper was still very new.

It is estimated that it has only been ten or twenty days since the thing that cursed people was finished and put here.

I'm afraid it's because the curse hasn't manifested yet? !

In short, it's better to be on guard first, in case Wang Jiamuzhen dies again, it will be very embarrassing.

"Forget it, let's go into the house."

Ye Xuan exhaled.

From the current point of view, it is obvious that someone wants to mess with Wang Jiamu, most likely his enemy or someone else.

But Wang Jiamu resolutely refused to reveal the truth, which made him very annoying.

They are all people from the business world, so what's wrong with that?
Could it be that there is something else hidden? !

As soon as they opened the door of the ancestral house, the three of them felt a strong wind blowing in.

"Mom, why is it so cold?!"

Zhang Feiliang was so blown that he shivered, holding his arms and fighting.

Wang Jiamu shrank into a ball, his face pale.

Only Ye Xuan stood upright, welcoming this great gift from the underworld.

"This is just an appetizer."

Ye Xuan paused before saying,
"The real hard food is probably yet to come!"

When he said this, he had already guessed in his heart that it was almost inseparable.

With a swish, he threw out the divine grade mahogany sword:
"Don't be dazed, let's go. With me here, don't be cowardly. I want to see what else this guy can do!"

Zhang Feiliang and Wang Jiamu followed Ye Xuan, and the three of them walked into the ancestral house slowly.

In the living room, there is an Eight Immortals table, and there is nothing on the table.

The furnishings in other places are similar to those of ordinary homes, and there is nothing special about it.

"leaf……"

Just when Wang Jiamu was about to speak, he suddenly saw a ferocious ghost appearing out of nowhere, and it rushed towards him in a blink of an eye!
Wang Jiamu was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost knelt down.

Seeing this evil spirit approaching him, he was about to swallow him alive.

At this moment, a thunderbolt flashed past, and directly struck the evil spirit's head!
The evil ghost froze in place, motionless, and disappeared in green smoke before it howled.

Wang Jiamu was dumbfounded, the thunder light dissipated, and what appeared was Ye Xuan's palm!
"Ye, President Ye, you..."

His eyes widened and his tongue was tied.

Pa, Ye Xuan patted his forehead, and said to Wang Jiamu:

"Mr. Wang, I should really remind you, please don't call me President Ye anymore...I am now the chairman of Wanhong...Chairman..."

"Then, that brother Ye."

Wang Jiamu didn't need to be called formally at all, and changed his name to brother and brother.
"You, you saved my life just now, I should have called Brother Sheng."

It's called wool!

But shut up, you!

Ye Xuan quickly waved his hand:
"No, no. I knew there would be a situation. If I hadn't been here, you would have died the moment you entered the door..."

"What, what?!"

Wang Jiamu was stunned.

"That ghost just now was specially designed to kill you, and gave you a big gift. As long as you enter the house, if you are not prepared, you will definitely die!"

Ye Xuan shook his hand.

"Boss, boss, what happened just now? I, I didn't see clearly..."

Zhang Feiliang rubbed his eyes, then came over and said.

"It's okay, I just killed a kid with a wave of my hand, it's no big deal."

After speaking, Ye Xuan looked at Wang Jiamu again,
"Mr. Wang, let me tell you the truth. Someone is going to kill you, you can't be wrong! The little red coffin by the well, the yellow paper amulet that cursed you to death, and the evil ghost that appeared just now are most likely caused by the same person. for."

Wang Jiamu's complexion was very bad. If Ye Xuan spoke more seriously, he might have a heart attack again.

After a while, he said:

"No, brother Ye, you told me when you were in the villa that there were ghosts in this ancestral house since it was built. Why do you say that someone is going to kill me now? Isn't this too outrageous?"

"To be precise, there are two groups of people in this ancestral house. No, it should be said that there are two ghosts and one person..."

Ye Xuan stretched out three fingers and said.