Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 241
Picking up the so-called Mercury Retrograde Retreating Talisman, Feinan looked at it carefully, but the more he looked at it, the more confused he became.

There are only five characters on the talisman, "Shui Reverse and Tui San", which not only have nothing to do with the five elements mentioned by Dr. Lin, but also have nothing to do with Chinese culture.

Isn't Mercury retrograde a vocabulary of divination?Using it to write symbols, it actually took effect?

How did I do it?
Recalling the feelings just now, Feinan found nothing special, as if he wrote it casually, at most it was written more smoothly...

Eh?Wait a minute, by the way?

Feinan suddenly realized that before writing this talisman, he would feel a bit stagnant and awkward when writing the talisman because his thoughts could not adhere to the surface of the talisman.

Until I wrote this talisman, it was like the rough sole of a shoe finally stepped on a ski, and it became very smooth when I wrote it, and it was done overnight.

Feeling it carefully, Feinan found that what was attached to the surface of the talisman was indeed his thought power, but it was too thin, far less textured than the two corpse-suppressing talismans on his abdomen.

But the attribute of this talisman is really good, it is actually a talisman with luck attribute.

He still remembers the time-limited state of the lucky star that he got when he was in Omen. The effect is very powerful, but unfortunately it only lasts for 1 minute.

Right now, he has actually produced an item with a lucky attribute. Doesn't this mean that he has a channel to solidify the lucky state?

This talisman is not a consumable, but an item, which means he can wear it.

One talisman can add 1 point of luck, what about ten?What about a hundred?
Feinan was refreshed, took a piece of paper again, and started to write.

Edict: Mercury retrogrades back and disperses!
Edict: Mercury retrogrades back and disperses!
……

As the sun sets, a long shadow casts out from a building somewhere on Hong Kong Island.

No one noticed that the oblique angle at the top of the building did not cast a shadow on the ground, and standing at this place where there should have been a shadow looked up, but it was impossible to see the sun behind the building.

This is a place where shadows are hidden.

This is one of the three major monster groups, the leader of the Southeast Asia headquarters of the Great Wilderness Group, and the entrance and exit of Yuan Dazong's demon closed space.

Suddenly, a thick shadow emerged from here, moved along the edge of the shadow of the building, and came to the top.

On the top floor of the building is a huge conference room that occupies the entire floor. Beside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Yuan Dazong's burly figure appeared, holding the stiff body of a child in his hand, it was Xiaobai.

Xiaobai's bare skin turned blue and gray, his eyes were closed tightly, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on his neck, causing a small red spot to sting out.

Yuan Dazong has a square mouth and wide nose, and a neatly trimmed beard. From the fine lines around his eyes, it can be seen that he is not young, but his naked upper body is still as burly as a bodybuilder, containing unparalleled strength.

Picking up Xiaobai and looking at him in front of his eyes, Yuan Dazong laughed: "Interesting."

Boom boom boom!
"Father."

Gui Zhongdao knocked on the door, pushed it open and walked in, strode up to him, bowed his head and said: "The representative from the temple has arrived, go to the reception room immediately."

"Humph!"

Yuan Dazong snorted and said, "Normally they don't show up, but when it's time to receive energy, they run faster than rabbits."

The ghosts said in a deep voice: "This time, their appetite is probably bigger than last time. If we give them the full amount, our life will be very difficult for the next hundred years."

"I'm afraid we won't have to wait until the next hundred years."

Yuan Dazong shook his head and sighed: "According to the news from the old place, the catastrophe may begin again."

Gui Zhongdao's body shook, and he asked in disbelief, "This is less than a thousand years old, right?"

"Hope it's fake news again!"

Yuan Dazong raised his hand, threw Xiaobai to it, and walked towards the door.

Standing by the door were two tall beauties, holding coats in their hands, and when Yuan Dazong walked in, they stepped forward to help it put on.

While waiting to get dressed, Yuan Dazong said to the ghosts behind him, "I heard that the plan to revive Horus at the temple has made great progress. Is it true?"

"I don't know."

Gui Zhongdao shook his head and said, "I heard that the nigger brought a drop of divine blood this time. I don't know if it's true or not."

"I'll know when I see it with my own eyes."

Yuan Dazong raised his face and said: "If they can really wake up Horus, it's okay to give them the energy."

"It's not the first time they have played such a trick."

Gui Zhongdao showed a hint of sarcasm: "For so many years, we have been filling energy into their bottomless pit. What have we gotten in exchange for one fake news after another? On the contrary, we have made our own life difficult. If the energy was invested in the Titan side, maybe the Holy See would have been killed long ago..."

"Bullshit!"

Yuan Dazong shouted in a cold voice, turned around and glared, a silver light flashed in his pupils.

Gui Zhongdao closed his mouth, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he lowered his head.

"Those idiots usually look stupid and stupid, but they have a lot of eyes."

Yuan Dazong said solemnly: "I warn you, don't get too close to them, or you will be fooled and suffer, and I can't keep you! Hmph!"

After finishing speaking, Yuan Dazong stuffed his hands into the chests of the beauties on both sides to wipe his hands, stepped into the elevator, turned around and said to the ghosts: "This little corpse king has some tricks, lock it up first, and keep an eye on it. I'll study it when I'm done."

"clear."

Gui Zhongdao watched it leave with his head down, and raised his head only after the sound of its footsteps had gone away.

"Little Lord."

The two beauties entangled like snakes.

"Go away!"

Gui Zhongdao frowned and snorted coldly, the two beauties hurriedly lay down on the ground, rolled around twice, turned into two thin ringed snakes and swam away.

Gui Zhongdao's eyes turned into vertical pupils, and the murderous look disappeared in a flash between his brows.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing his anger, he snorted coldly.

Getting old is getting old, and your courage is getting weaker and weaker. This world is about taking advantage of each other. As long as there are benefits, why can't we cooperate?
Those guys in the temple are getting more and more arrogant, isn't it because you old guys have been patient again and again?
catastrophe?At what age do you still believe this?Everyone knows that it is a rhetoric used by the old place to bluff people.

snort!It would be great if there is a catastrophe, there is a place of origin, and whether it is a temple or a titan, it will all depend on our faces!
Why be afraid?My ghosts think this is a huge opportunity!
If I were to lead the group...

Xiaobai's eyelids trembled, and opened slightly. He turned his head a little bit, opened one eye, and looked up behind him, just in time to see the grinning faces of Gui Zhongdao.

Gui Zhongdao grinned, showing a pair of sharp white teeth, opened and closed twice, and made two crisp sounds.

Xiaobai shuddered in fright, quickly closed his eyes, tensed his body, and his body was stiff.

Outside the window, the sun was setting, but on the other side of the ocean, the sun was just rising.

Long Mao came to the San Francisco Convention and Exhibition Center early in the morning. Today, a charity poker competition will be held here. The apprentice of the God of Gamblers, Chen Xiaodao, is the guest of honor for this competition.

(End of this chapter)