But after Wu Cha took out these things, he took out a piece of oak tree from it, then took a wolf's brush and dipped it in cinnabar and wrote Lin Anqi's birthday on it.

After doing this, Wu Cha took out the carving knife and muttered the words, while he began to carve it quickly with the knife. In a few minutes, as Wu Cha's pronunciation came to an abrupt end, the puppet in his hand was also completely carved.

The Ye Emperor beside him looked at the puppet in Wu Cha's hand and his eyes lit up. Although the oak tree was only as thick as a cup, Wu Cha had carved her in a few minutes and was similar to Lin Anqi.

"Haha, I made the young master laugh. This thing was used by the caster, with the purpose of covering up the secrets of heaven. I remember when I was young, someone in Yanjing asked my grandfather to do it. The puppet carved with oak trees was like a real person, and the spells were not at all stagnant. That time, the entire northeastern sky was in chaos because of my grandfather's magic. There was a burst of thunder, as if the doomsday had come. Because of that incident, the old man in Yanjing lived a few more years, but my grandfather also violated the secrets of heaven and lost his life. Otherwise, with his grandfather's ability, it would be no problem to live until ninety."

"It's a pity that I haven't mastered my skills, so I can only do this now. But we are not hiding God, but lying to others. This is naturally enough." Speaking of his grandfather's glorious history back then, a touch of awe-inspiring respect appeared on Wu Cha's face.

"Uncle Wumo's magic is already perfect, and it is not comparable to ordinary people. I am afraid that only a few people in the entire China will want to pick up the pen wheel. As his grandson, you have achieved this level in a few months. Don't belittle yourself. Besides, you are only in your twenties now. As long as you work hard, you will eventually reach the level of an uncle. Now, let's deceive that bastard first."

Emperor Ye said calmly, but when he heard Wu Cha say what his grandfather said just now, his expression had already changed drastically.

If it were a month ago, Emperor Ye would definitely not be so shocked, and even the shock would not be as strong as it is now. However, a few days ago, what his grandfather said in person was that Emperor Ye would now understand the true power of Uncle Wumo.

In what Wu Cha described just now, the old man from Yanjing was nothing but Grandpa Deng, the "chief engineer" of China's reform and opening up, who had passed away for some years.

As we all know, Mr. Deng lived 93 years old and belonged to the longest-lived among the group of veterans in the Republic. In addition to Mr. Deng's own reasons, part of the reason is some unknown and recognized secrets.

Uncle Wumo covers up the secrets of heaven for Mr. Deng, and resusciting his life against the will of heaven is one of them.

After some information obtained from his grandfather, Emperor Ye vaguely learned that at the end of 1996, Mr. Deng's body had already had problems. Mr. Deng's only wish before his death was to go to Hong Kong to take a look and personally set foot on this land that had been away from his motherland for many years.

It was also under this opportunity that Uncle Wumo was found by the relevant departments to use the Qimen magic method to drag down Mr. Deng’s passing vitality.

However, resolute life against the will of heaven is to break the secret of heaven. Although Uncle Wumo successfully casts spells, it extended some of Mr. Deng's life.

But there are always certain things in the dark, and some things cannot be reversed at will. In the end, Mr. Deng left the world earlier with infinite regrets. In this time, when he changed his destiny, the price that Uncle Wumo paid was nearly five years of life.

Of course, when my grandfather talked to him, he also had a hint of suspicion. But now with such evidence, Emperor Ye felt that this matter might not be separated.

For a time, Emperor Ye had more respect for the mysterious shamanism.

Any historical heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years has its unknown mystery.

"I am still confident in lying to the caster. The things in the East are all poor tricks of China. They always make themselves smart after losing their roots and are unable to make a big difference." Wu Cha snorted coldly and contempt, and then placed the carved puppet on Lin Anqi's forehead.

After putting the puppets, Wu Cha pasted Lin Anqi's whole body with the prepared talisman paper. When pasting these talisman papers, Wu Cha was still a constant chanting tune that even Ye Huang could not understand.

Lin Baoguo was naturally confused, but Emperor Ye looked solemn.

Because he could see that as the chanting deepened, the breath on Wu Cha's body became significantly weaker. In other words, these chants were not yelling like those so-called Taoist priests, but had special significance.

It lasted for more than half an hour, and Lin Baoguo's legs and feet were a little stiff. Wu Cha's chanting was still not over. The long chanting had already made Wu Cha's sweat all over his body as if he had just taken a shower.

Next to him, although Emperor Ye was anxious, he did not dare to act rashly. He knew how serious the consequences of the backlash of magic were. It was like practicing internal skills and was no different.

Emperor Ye was still calm, but Lin Baoguo couldn't help but feel a little calmer. He walked a few steps away and wanted to go up and ask.

It was a long time to be muttered there for half an hour, but his granddaughter didn't react for a long time. It would be strange if he was not in a hurry.

However, before he could come forward, Emperor Ye had already pulled Lin Baoguo away.

"Emperor Ye, what is this situation? Why can't it be done?" Lin Baoguo said that he believed Wu Cha 100% at the door, but at this moment he couldn't help but wonder.

"Grandpa Lin, Wu Cha is performing a magic trick. This is what it is. If you come forward and disturb me, not only will Anqi not be able to save me, but Wu Cha will also come in. You should just watch it honestly. If it really doesn't work, you can go down and prepare supplements. It doesn't matter if I have it here."

"It takes so long, I see that those Taoist priests don't need to do this."

"Then Emperor Ye wants to ask you, have those Taoist priests used to practice it?"

After Emperor Ye asked this, Lin Baoguo stood there immediately, his eyes stunned for a moment, and then he returned to his previous expectation.

"I understand, Emperor Ye, it's Grandpa Lin who is anxious. I won't bother you anymore. Emperor Ye, An Qi will get rid of you," he patted Emperor Ye on the shoulder. Lin Baoguo was afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore, so he turned around and went downstairs.

As soon as Lin Baoguo left, Emperor Ye also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This old man was too anxious. If something unknown happened to Lin Anqi later, it might hurt Wu Cha.
Chapter completed!