Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!-Chapter 591 - : Write Your Name Here

Chapter 591: Write Your Name Here

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Amelia reminded her worriedly, “Do you know what it means? It means that if you harm others again and borrow their lives, your limbs will be broken.” The old lady was very angry. She did not believe it at all. There was no such profound mystic technique in this world. Many mystic techniques had been lost. There were very few people like her who had some ability. There might be people who could break people’s limbs with a talisman, but it was absolutely impossible to predict and break their limbs just because they did something bad!

However, the old lady was still very angry. No one liked to be cursed, so she cried again. “Are you really so cold and heartless to watch a life pass away?”

Amelia thought for a moment. “You’re right.”

The old lady was delighted again. Then Amelia stuck another talisman on her forehead. ‘1 1 should make you return everything that you borrowed from other people. ”

The old lady: ‘

Amelia drew another talisman. “I’ll add another one. This is called a decapitation talisman. If you teach others to harm others and let them lend you their lives, I’ll cut off your head.” Her tone was soft and cute, but the words she said were very scary.

William was stunned for a moment before he realized what Amelia meant. After Amelia was done, she stood up and left with William. As she walked, she counted on her fingers. “Brother, I can sell one talisman for 10 million. Three talismans will be 30 million.” Her heart ached.

William said calmly, “Sister, you have to think this way. The cost of a piece of yellow paper is 50 cents. The cinnabar used to draw the talisman is 30 cents. The cost of a talisman is 80 cents. Three pieces are 2.40 cents. I’ll give you 240 yuan when I get back, okay?”

Amelia thought about it and agreed! She nodded happily. “Yes, yes!’

Elmer’s mouth twitched. He looked back. This old lady had borrowed so many lives from others and harmed so many people. Once she returned all the lives she had borrowed, she would suffer retribution. She would suffer as much as she had harmed others. Now she could only pray that she had not killed anyone.

Elmer shook his head and said, “l was wondering why I didn’t see it at first. It turns out that this old lady used knockout powder. If it were some mystical techniques, I would definitely have noticed it when I saw Harper in the morning. ”

Amelia shook her head. “Master, it’s okay. I couldn’t tell either.”

Elmer’s heart warmed. Mia was very anxious herself, and she even comforted him. In the next second, he heard Amelia say, “It’s okay to admit that you’re stupid.” She was also very stupid. She was a little stupid, and her master was a big stupid.

Elmer:

In the operating theater.

Harper was in the dark. There was no sound around him. He did not know what he had stepped on, but it was a little muddy. He was suddenly afraid and subconsciously ran forward. After running for a long time, he came to a door. A person was sitting at the door. He could not see who he was. It was impossible to tell if he was male or female. Harper was a little afraid, but he had to muster up the courage to ask, “Hello, may I ask…”

The man suddenly raised his head and revealed an ambiguous smile. “Come, write your name here.” The man’s voice was soft and seductive. “As long as you write your name, you can leave this place…”

Harper seemed to be pulled by a suction force. Unconsciously, he stepped forward. Then, as if his fingers had a mind of their own, he wrote his name, stroke by stroke. “Harper…”

Harper wrote the last word, refusing to go any further. He couldn’t stop his hand from drawing a line to the side as soon as he applied pressure.

The man frowned and took out a piece of paper. “Rewrite it.”

Harper started to write again. Somehow, he just couldn’t get the last letter out.

Harper was getting a little anxious. ‘l can’t get out of here if I can’t write it? Does that mean I’m going to die?’

Just like that, Harper wrote his name over and over again in the darkness, always ending at the last stroke. He did not know how he could see that person and that piece of paper. He only knew that he wrote his name over and over again. Gradually, he lost consciousness and wrote his name mechanically.

Suddenly, with a rumble, the darkness opened up and the man disappeared. Harper stared in amazement at the blankness in front of him. There was a light in the distance. He ran forward, following the light. As he ran, he passed places that looked like rustic houses, then places like a market. The buildings in these places were no different from those in the mortal world. The only difference was that there was no one there..

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