Chapter 1100 Stripping Luck

Ma Xiaohu felt full after eating the broth, and asked Bowen, "Mr. Bowen, I don't know what kind of business the company asked me to come to discuss this time!"

Bowen shook his head, took the big bowl away, and said before going out: "The cowboys around here are very tough. If you have nothing to do, don't wander around. I will come and deliver food to you at night!"

Before Ma Xiaohu had time to speak, Bowen had strode away, and he could be seen through the window, he lived in a house a few hundred meters away.

Despite Bowen's warning, Ma Xiaohu believes that the world is a society ruled by law. As long as he doesn't provoke others, others will not treat him like that, so he still plans to go out and take a look around.

Ma Xiaohu was most interested in those six churches, but when he walked to the nearest church, he suddenly felt a sense of disgust, and as he approached, this feeling of disgust in his heart became stronger.

This made him have to turn elsewhere, and the feeling of disgust in his heart was much better.

Although Ma Xiaohu felt strange in his heart, he was open-minded and didn't get entangled in these difficult things. He was soon attracted by the scenery of the farm, but the six churches never came close.

Some cowboys on the farm rode by on vigorous horses and whistled loudly when they saw Ma Xiaohu, and he waved to these exotic cowboys with a sincere smile on his face.

After walking around, I was a little tired from walking, so I wanted to go back to my wooden house to rest, but when I walked to Bowen's house, I thought it would be better to pay a visit there.

But as soon as he walked to the door, there was a cold voice behind him: "Boy, if I find out that you came to me privately, I will wring your neck off!"

Ma Xiaohu turned his head suddenly in fright, only to see Bowen holding a big wooden bucket in his hand, looking at him with a cold face.

He quickly explained: "No sir, I'm just here for the first time and I want to visit you!"

"No need, stay in your room honestly, don't wander around!" Bowen said, carrying a wooden bucket, strode past Ma Xiaohu, opened the door and entered the house, and then slammed the door loudly .

After Bowen walked over, Ma Xiaohu asked about a strong and lingering stench, and couldn't help covering his nose. The source of the stench seemed to be the wooden barrel in the other party's hand.

Since he had offended his master, Ma Xiaohu had no choice but to go back to his wooden house, lie on the bed and rest with his eyes closed.

in the evening,

Ma Xiaohu shivered all over his body, and woke up from the cold. What he couldn't believe was that it was summer now, and his hands and feet were so cold.

Opening the door and walking to the front of the house, the afterglow of the setting sun did not bring him any warmth. He accidentally found that there were a lot more dead mosquitoes on the ground around the house, but one of the stiff sparrows caught his attention.

Could it be the red paint problem?

Before he could take a closer look, he heard footsteps coming again. Bowen walked over holding a dinner plate: "Boy Dongfang, this is your dinner."

"Trouble, Mr. Bowen!" Ma Xiaohu bowed slightly, and then quickly took the plate.

I saw that the dinner the other party prepared for him was very sumptuous, a small piece of grilled steak and a piece of ham, probably in order to take care of his eating habits, he also prepared a bowl of rice, and another bowl of broth that was exactly the same as at noon.

Bowen entered the room with him, sat on the wooden chair beside him, and said to him: "You eat, I can take the tableware away after you finish eating!"

"Aren't you going to use some together?"

Bowen shook his head and said, "I've already eaten, you can eat quickly, don't talk nonsense!"

Ma Xiaohu gave an 'oh', nodded to Bowen, and started to move.

The food was delicious, especially the bowl of broth, which left him feeling unsatisfied.

"Mr. Bowen, what kind of meat is in this soup? It tastes so good. Why have I never eaten such delicious meat before?"

Bowen said "hehe" twice, and said with a half-smile: "Since it's delicious, you can just eat it. Why do you ask so many questions!"

As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the tableware, and left. When he walked to the door, he seemed to think of something. He turned to Ma Xiaohu and said, "By the way, don't go out at night. There will be large-scale worship activities in those churches in a few days. It may be necessary to arrange the venue, so as not to affect the other party!"

Ma Xiaohu quickly waved his hand: "No, don't worry, I sleep well at night, even if it thunders, I won't wake up!"

Bowen nodded: "That's good, hurry up and rest, it's cold here at night, remember to put on more quilts!" After speaking, he walked out of the room.

"Thank you, Mr. Bowen!" Ma Xiaohu still sincerely thanked the other party for their kindness in letting him cover himself with more quilts.

When it was still dark, Ma Xiaohu saw many workers busy outside through the window, and wanted to go out to have a look out of curiosity, but he thought of what Bowen said, so he put out the idea and went out from his box. I found a book and read it while lying on the bed.

At some point, he fell asleep in a dazed state.

As night fell, the shadow of the unlucky ghost appeared behind Ma Xiaohu. At this time, countless invisible yin energy suddenly appeared around the house, and gathered towards the wooden house crazily.

The unlucky ghost seemed to have eaten a great tonic, and his body size doubled in a short period of time from the original size of a palm.

If there is a person who is proficient in physiognomy here at this time, he will find that Ma Xiaohu has really become like what Ma Dalong said before, dark clouds cover the top, and he looks like a big ominous person.

In the middle of the night, a car came from a distance and stopped at the house where Bowen was. The door opened, and Sanjay's burly figure stepped out of the car.

Bowen was already waiting at the door: "Boss, you are here!"

Sangjie nodded, and glanced at Ma Xiaohu's wooden house not far away, seeing the evil spirit soaring into the sky, he couldn't help but nodded.

The two entered the house one after the other, and Sanjay asked Bowen, "How is the matter going?"

Bowen opened his mouth and said with a stiff smile: "Don't worry, he has already eaten the stillbirth soup made from the ashes, and the house was also mixed with the uncoagulated blood of the newly dead virgin as you ordered. The prostitute's menstrual blood, painted with the paint made by adding the medicine you gave, is too scary, I dare not live in that kind of place!"

Sanjay nodded with satisfaction: "Good job, continue tomorrow, the money has been credited into your account, and the rest will be called to you after the rest is done, and let the people below speed up, tonight The six-pointed star formation must be done, and it will be done the day after tomorrow!"

Looking inside from where the two were, one could see several large basins in the room where Bowen was located, filled with stillborn fetuses soaked in blood and emitting a foul smell, and some bleaching and deodorizing materials.

At this time, in a mansion in New York City, Xin Han was wearing a dharma robe and holding a dharma sword, standing in front of the incense table. , is being stripped out little by little.

Things like stripping away luck have always been regarded as forbidden techniques in Taoism, and even the contemporary celestial masters of Longhushan dare not try it easily.

At this moment, relying on his cultivation as an immortal, Xin Han forcibly used the secret technique to strip out the faint Buddhist aura in the fortunes of the United States, using the secret technique of Yuxu.

While he was casting the spell, Buddha statues exploded in one of the few temples in the United States, causing everyone to exclaim.

This means that the Buddhism in the United States is not prosperous, and the faith is weak. If Xin Han dares to do this in the Chinese mainland where Buddhism is prosperous, only the power of backlash can shake his foundation. Maybe.

After Xin Han finished casting the spell, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Ma Xiaoling thoughtfully wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, and then asked with concern: "How is it?"

Xin Han nodded: "Successful, within the next year, the luck of Buddhism in the United States will completely disappear!"

Ma Xiaoling's face was solemn: "What are your chances of winning this time?"

Xin Han walked to the sofa in the room and sat down, confidently said: "100% sure, I can't guarantee it, 70% to 80% are still there!"

He chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, Xiami has invited six cardinals to preside over this matter because of the good relationship between the Xin family and the Vatican!"

"In terms of our side, North America is the Christian ashram, and Buddhism is not enough to see. I have withdrawn the luck of Buddhism, and there are six cardinals sitting in charge. Even if that one recovers, his strength will be suppressed to the minimum. "

Ma Xiaoling nodded immediately after hearing Xin Han's words:

"Christianity is monotheism, and Catholicism is the largest branch of Christianity. It has always tolerated other beliefs. There are six cardinals presiding over this matter. It is indeed possible to suppress that person, but you must also be careful. After all, there is no one worthy of fame, even if he has reincarnated at this time, he should not be underestimated!"

Xin Han smiled: "Don't worry, I have other preparations!"

He was afraid that Ma Xiaoling would be disgusted, so he didn't mention the matter of asking Sanjay to prepare the ashes and stillbirth soup. He just took out a simple jewelry box and opened it gently. Under the light, a purple gemstone necklace shone brightly.

"It's so beautiful!" Ma Xiaoling's eyes lit up. Women's resistance to beautiful jewelry is at a negative value, not to mention that this girl is also a big money fan.

"Don't touch it!" Xin Han pushed Ma Xiaoling's hand away: "You can't touch this thing!"

Seeing Xin Han like this, Ma Xiaoling immediately knew that it was not easy. She flashed through her mind, and instantly remembered the origin of this gemstone necklace: "Is this the 'Delhi Purple Sapphire' with the triple black curse?"

This 'Delhi Purple Sapphire' is very famous both in the east and the west. It was originally an Indian gem. It caused a war in India. Countless people died because of it. It absorbed a lot of blood evil spirit and the resentment of the dead. After arriving in England, it brought bad luck to all previous owners, so it is very weird and evil!

Xin Han nodded to confirm her thoughts: "This thing, if you touch it, you will be unlucky for a long time, and if you play with it for a day, it will almost kill people, it is extremely evil!"

Ma Xiaoling immediately understood Xin Han's thoughts: "You mean, put this necklace..."