Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 274 The gods gave strength? 【Please subscribe! 】

"hiss"

Yu Wenjian looked at the two youths who were thrown on the ground in shock: "What kind of supernatural power is this?"

Afterwards, Zhang Qingyun threw the hook into the lake again, this time a little longer.

When Zhang Qingyun raised his arms, another young man was caught. On the hook, a young man was caught in the back of the head, dripping with blood.

The young man seemed completely unconscious, and his whole body was limp.

"Do you have a cell phone?"

Just when Wen Jian was shocked, Zhang Qingyun suddenly asked him.

Yu Wenjian took out his mobile phone in a daze, and then turned his head: "Fellow Daoist, what do you need a mobile phone for, to take pictures of them?"

Zhang Qingyun shook his head, and stretched out his hand to wipe Wenjian.

"Fellow Daoist, this is it"

Yu Wenjian was confused, Zhang Qingyun said: "I will record a video later, it's not good for you to show up."

"What about fellow Taoist?"

Wait, Yu Wenjian scratched his head: "Fellow Daoist, do you still need to record a video when you kill someone?"

Record your own incrimination?
Isn't this stupid?

"Why kill?"

Zhang Qingyun asked back.

Yu Wenjian was even more confused. It took so much effort, um. It didn't seem to be a lot of effort. He brought the gods here mysteriously. Isn't it just to kill the evil and gain merit?
But what does Zhang Qingyun mean... not to kill?

"You think of this matter too simply."

Zhang Qingyun took Wenjian's phone, turned on the video recording, and threw it lightly. The phone seemed to be supported by a mysterious force and suspended in the air: "They are villains, and those who protect them are even more villains. If that woman dies , It was really the work of these three people, the one who protects these three villains is even more vicious than these three villains."

Yu Wenjian understood what Zhang Qingyun meant, to record the crimes of these three people, and then publish it on the Internet, or give it to a certain department?

No matter the murderer, or the protector of the murderer.
"The old Taoist has lived a long time and is not as good as the fellow Taoist."

Yu Wenjian was convinced, he didn't think so thoroughly.

Zhang Qingyun waved his hand, and the ghost of a woman floated in front of him.

At this time, the three young men on the ground stood up in panic and ran away because the anesthesia charm failed.The three youths are divided into three directions, and the speed is very fast.

"Tao"

Just as Yu Wenjian was about to sound a reminder, Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the three of them seemed to go backwards in time, just as they ran out, they returned to their original place backwards.

Yu Wenjian's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

This fellow Daoxuanzi, Daoism supernatural powers are truly inexhaustible.

Every supernatural power is so incredible.

"who are you?"

Returning to the same place again, the three youths were afraid.

With horror on their faces, they found themselves unable to move.

Zhang Qingyun didn't answer, but pointed to Guifu and said: "Who is the poor Taoist, it doesn't make sense to tell you, just look at who she is"

Guifu raised his head, with fear on his face.

Zhang Qingyun frowned, seeing a ghost for the first time, would be afraid of people.

"what"

The three young men were even more frightened. Was this woman thrown into the lake by them or who?

Now, a woman who had been dead for a few days stood in front of them!

The three youths were suddenly frightened, their legs went limp, and they fell to the ground directly: "You you."

"She's a ghost."

Looking at the situation alone, there must be something wrong with these three young people, Yu Wenjian reminded from the side: "Tell me, how did you kill her, and why did you kill her?"

"Say!"

Zhang Qingyun's voice was not loud, but it was extremely ear-piercing.

The three young men were stunned, the fear on their faces was a little less, and there was an expression of joy at seeing Lie on their faces.

Yu Wenjian glanced at Zhang Qingyun, and thought to himself: "This should be Dao Xuanzi, fellow Taoist, what kind of magic technique was used to make these three young people lose their minds, so they can only honestly explain what happened."

Another magical power!
"She's so beautiful."

It is indeed very beautiful, now from the appearance of the ghost, one can see that when this girl was alive, her appearance belonged to that kind of woman with one head and one head.

Yu Wenjian also nodded secretly, such a beautiful woman is extremely rare.

"Pretty is a crime"

Just because of her beauty, Yu Wenjian, the three young men, really wanted to beat these scumbags.

A young man smacked his lips: "She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. After we drank, our souls were sucked away by her after seeing her, so we decided to make friends."

"Who knew that she refused. We were itchy in our hearts, seeing that we couldn't do it, so we didn't touch her for the time being. In a street with no one and no cameras, we pulled her into the car."

The young man stretched out his hand and pointed not far away: "It's there. The three of us, it's so cool to hold her. But after that, we were a little scared. If the girl walked out alive, wouldn't we just do it? We strangled her with a rope and directly into the lake."

"Scumbag!"

Yu Wenjian cursed in a low voice: "Scum!"

This is what happened, Zhang Qingyun looked at Guifu: "Pindao has always had a question in his mind, why have you been reduced, thrown into the corpse lake, and there is no complaint in his heart?"

Before the female ghost was reincarnated, not only did she have no resentment, no murderous aura, she didn't even have a ghostly aura!
This is very abnormal, Zhang Qingyun even at first glance, thought that this female ghost was a big living person.

Gui Fu looked at the three youths in fear, and shook his head: "I am dead, but they also broke the law."

Silly girl, the three of them are still at ease.

You are dead for nothing.

"I'll give you a chance to take their lives for revenge."

The ghost shrank back, but still shook his head: "Aren't they the end, they still have to be punished? Besides, I asked for it that day. I shouldn't go to the streets in the middle of the night, so I won't be tempted by the outside world."

Not only have no complaints, but also put the responsibility on myself.

What a kind girl.
Yu Wenjian was not interested in this, and anger rose in his heart after hearing too much.He quietly picked up the fishing rod and threw the hook into the lake.

Waiting quietly, the fishhook was floating for a few minutes, when Yu Wenjian lifted the fishhook, there was nothing on the fishhook.

"How could this be? Isn't this fishing rod a magic weapon?"

Just now, he thought in his heart, to catch the master, but it was completely useless.

Throwing the hook into the basin again, Yu Wenjian muttered: "Catch master Zhang Daoyi. It's really impossible, catch that smelly old man Wang Wentao."

A few minutes later, the hook was lifted, but there was still nothing.

Just when he was about to throw the hook again, Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand and grabbed the fishing rod: "This is an ordinary fishing rod, not a magic weapon, nor is it something that anyone can use casually."

Ordinary fishing rod?
You are a liar.

This is probably the fishing rod Jiang Taigong used back then.

Zhang Qingyun ignored him, took the fishhook, and said softly: "Your mobile phone, I have erased the traces of your use, and I took off the mobile phone card. I will accompany you with a new one."

The fishhook hooked the phone, Zhang Qingyun drew a talisman in the air, the phone became illusory, and the hook fell into the lake.

Yu Wenjian suddenly realized that the fishing rod is not used just by picking it up, but needs fingerprints!
When Zhang Qingyun lifted the hook, there was nothing on the hook.

Putting away the fishing rod, Zhang Qingyun turned and left.

Yu Wenjian looked at it for a week: "Fellow Daoist, where is that ghost?"

"It was originally formed by the condensed traces left by the deceased in this world, and now it has returned to the original traces."

Yu Wenjian seemed to understand but didn't understand, and made up his mind to read more Daoist books in the future, so as not to understand what his fellow Taoists said.Pointing to the three villains on the ground, Yu Wenjian was disgusted: "Where are these three villains?"

"They are now controlled by the Pindao talisman, and they are bound here for 48 hours. Naturally, someone will come here to take them away."

Yu Wenjian admired him, Daoxuanzi, friend Daoist, is really capable.

"Where's the phone?"

Zhang Qingyun said: "Send it to the place where it should be sent."

Taking a step forward, Zhang Qingyun disappeared immediately, and Yu Wenjian froze for a moment: "Fellow Daoist, don't leave. You haven't paid me for my mobile phone yet."

I'm not asking where you sent your mobile phone, but asking you, when will you pay for my mobile phone?
"Your mobile phone is indispensable."

The voice came faintly, and Yu Wenjian was stunned for a while.

In the end, Yu Wenjian kicked the villain a few times before leaving quickly: "I really want to kill these three scumbags!"

The next morning, Yu Wenjian waited for a long time, but did not see Zhang Qingyun, so he went to the mobile phone shop cursing: "Fellow Daoxuanzi, do you still have integrity? My mobile phone."

That mobile phone cost more than 3000 yuan when I bought it!

He's only had it for a year.

Wenjian went to the mobile phone store and bought a mobile phone for more than 1000. Yu Wenjian's face was full of heartache: "I think back then, the old man used a mobile phone that was not worth eight thousand, but now he has gone back more and more, one thousand and five for a mobile phone, It hurts all the veterans."

Turn on the phone and try the functions inside.

When opening the video, the first video.
With a trembling hand, Yu Wenjian almost threw the phone away. This video was from last night, and he was in the screen: "Hiss, Daoist Xuanzi has a bit of conscience, and helped me make a mosaic."

It was not a mosaic, but Zhang Qingyun's supernatural powers, which covered Yu Wenjian's face.

Yu Wenjian didn't know about it and thought it was a mosaic.

Yu Wenjian knew what had happened, and just about to turn off the video, he heard a voice in the video: "My uncle is Han Menglong from π in Mingtun Town, and he handled this matter."

The protector of the villain has come out!
Yu Wenjian didn't notice this matter yesterday when he was only trying to use the magical fishing rod: "Now, I can't even run away. Fellow Daoxuanzi, you are the ruthless person."

At a place more than 1000 miles away from Mingtun Town, the appearance of Zhang Qingyun's amulet has changed a lot, and he walked on a country road.

In an uphill place, a middle-aged man was struggling to pull a floor cart. There was a large plastic bucket full of water on the cart.It was very difficult for the middle-aged man to pull the cart. While working hard, he muttered: "My Lord and God, walk the road and carry the clouds."

Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized that this was the same belief as Dwight. Zhang Qingyun shook his head and reached out to help him push: "Your Lord didn't help you, so I will help you."

The middle-aged man who was pulling the cart suddenly felt that the weight behind him seemed to be gone. He was overjoyed and muttered faster: "My Lord"

When they reached the flat ground, Zhang Qingyun let go of his hand, crossed the middle age, and left straight away.

But the middle-aged man was muttering and walking, and he didn't even notice Zhang Qingyun.

After Zhang Qingyun walked for a while, he heard the voice of the middle-aged man getting louder behind him: "My Lord, my God, walk with the clouds."

The middle-aged man pulled the floor cart and walked quickly past Zhang Qingyun. The plastic bucket on the floor cart had a plastic pipe at the bottom, which was used for draining water.The water pipe that was originally tied with an iron bar and hooked to the water inlet has fallen to the ground, and the water is rushing wildly.

The middle-aged man noticed this. The more he chanted, the lighter the floor cart he was pulling. He thought that the god he believed in had helped him, so the more he chanted, the more vigorous he was. Chung, naturally lighter.
And he thought that God gave him strength.

Zhang Qingyun had a weird face, he stretched out his hand to stop the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man spoke faster and faster, and began to trot.
"Tsk tsk. Your god, let your water run out."

Zhang Qingyun shook his head, and walked in another direction at a fork.

(End of this chapter)