Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 47 Road, thieves
The police arrest process went so smoothly that even the person in charge of the operation could hardly believe it was true.

The seven suspects were all drunk on the table.

So much so that when they were arrested and handcuffed, these people had no resistance at all.

It is these people who are a little stiff, keep a movement and cannot move.

This is rather weird.

Several female police officers, comforting the group of children, got into another larger police car, and the seven criminals were separated into seven cars, obviously preventing them from confessing.

Seeing that these children were rescued and the traffickers were arrested, Zhang Qingyun jumped off the roof.

"I almost couldn't hold back!"

So much money.
Zhang Qingyun let Fugou enter the abandoned factory, and the original goal was the money.

In the end, Zhang Qingyun chose to give up.

On the one hand, those traffickers will eventually recruit them, and if the money is gone, there will be unforeseen branches.

Second, the conscience can't get over it.

This money is ill-gotten wealth, and if it is taken away, it is theft.

Zhang Qingyun took a deep breath, squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand to pick up the money, and was slightly absent-minded: "The magic power of Taoism is not easy to use."

Daoist, it is really too easy to get money.

Just like Zhang Qingyun, you can control the talisman dog to cooperate with the talisman bird, sneak into the bank, sneak into the gold shop, sneak into the
You can make a lot of money at will!
"This kind of mentality is unacceptable, it's too dangerous."

Since ancient times, chivalrous people have violated the ban with martial arts, and cultivators are even more dangerous.

Taoist magical powers can do a lot of things quietly.

So: "You have to have a positive attitude. You can't take anything that doesn't belong to you."

Zhang Qingyun's original motive was to distribute the money to those children.The money was exchanged by those children with dignity and physical disability, and should be returned to those children.

"Find a way to help these children in the future."

Tsk tsk, thinking of this, Zhang Qingyun felt a little warmth in his heart, and his mind became clear.

"Hey"

Zhang Qingyun was a little surprised: "Some merits have emerged, and it is not a waste of time."

There is a gift!
"In the beginning, I didn't expect anything in return."

Heaven and Earth will not be ashamed of any kind-hearted person.

After being an anonymous hero once, Zhang Qingyun said, "Do more good deeds in the future, without asking for anything in return."

Randomly, Zhang Qingyun no longer pays attention to the matter of the factory.

Sitting down cross-legged, Zhang Qingyun began to practice.

The next day, wake up from the state of cultivation.

There were obviously more parabolic objects in the yard than yesterday. Zhang Qingyun looked up at the floors on both sides: "Fortunately, Pindao is in the Taoist temple every day. If you really have something to go out, if you go out for ten days and a half months, won't the garbage flood the Tianshi Temple?"

After cleaning the front and back yard, and cleaning the roof again, Zhang Qingyun finished washing, greeted the ancestors, gave incense, did morning lessons, and walked out of the hall refreshed.

Looking at the sky, Zhang Qingyun took the futon and walked out of the Taoist temple.

Sitting in the Taoist gate, watching the crowds rushing in and out, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and looked for someone who could earn merit.

The cold drink shop on the opposite side that was on fire has changed its signboard to a milk tea shop.

Early in the morning, young women began to line up.

It was late autumn, but these women were wearing very thin clothes.

"It's just a cup of milk tea, so persistent?"

A cup of milk tea costs 15 yuan. Zhang Qingyun can't figure out what's so good about milk tea.

If it's good to drink, why don't men drink it?
Zhang Qingyun has never drank milk tea, so naturally he doesn't know the taste of milk tea: "Looking at the video, women line up for milk tea for 15 yuan, and fast food for [-] yuan is only suitable for men."

Zhang Qingyun's appearance did not attract many people's attention.

However, the women in the line were wearing thin clothes. It was late autumn, and it was cold in the early morning wearing long sleeves. Some of these women were wearing hot pants and suspenders, and they had goose bumps on their skin. Can it be cold?
Therefore, under the sun, on the road near the Taoist temple, many women lined up.

Within ten meters of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun can observe the blessings and misfortunes.

Eyes swept over these women, Zhang Qingyun was a little disappointed, either the light flashed without any blessing or misfortune, or there was no light at all.

A woman was looking down at her phone, and when she looked up, she saw Zhang Qingyun staring at her with a pair of weird eyes.For a moment, she had a feeling of being seen through, like... without clothes.

The 22-year-old woman was startled, and unknowingly took a few steps back to the south side of the street.As soon as she retreated, the women in line behind, who were looking at their mobile phones, also retreated a few steps.

It was shady for a while, and some women frowned and looked ahead, only to see someone standing in the sunlight in front of them, not far away, a woman watched a Taoist priest keep retreating to the south street.
In an instant, Zhang Qingyun felt dozens of pairs of eyes, looking at him with a vigilant look.

"Look, that Taoist priest's eyes are full of green light, like a satyr."

"This Taoist priest, why are you looking at us like this?"

"Don't ask, this is a veteran, I don't know how many years I have been immersed in this way, it may be the legendary Yiyin"

"Would you like to call the police?"

During the discussion, Zhang Qingyun couldn't sit still.

Picked up the futon and entered the Taoist temple: "Pindao will break the blessings and misfortunes for you, and you confirm that the poor Taoist is a pervert."

"Dao Master. Dao Master"

As soon as he entered the Taoist temple, Wang Kun hurried over from behind: "Wait for me, Taoist priest."

Zhang Qingyun turned around, and Wang Kun stopped panting: "Master, I have paid for the manuscript."

"I did divination for you before, and the cost of divination was 200 yuan."

Wang Kun was stunned and smiled: "No problem, I still want to ask the Taoist priest to make a fortune for me."

"No need"

Zhang Qingyun refused: "I used to divination for you before, the wealth is rolling, the beauty is admiring, why are you still doing divination?"

"that."

Wang Kun lost his parents, and there are people who have not discussed many things. He subconsciously regards Zhang Qingyun as a reliable person: "Daoist, one of my female fans asked me to meet. I am a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

Looking at Wang Kun, Zhang Qingyun seemed to understand: "How old are your female fans?"

"23 years old."

"How is the family situation?"

"I don't know how the family is, I only know her, and she gave me a million rewards alone, not fan value, but real gold and silver 100 million."

"Is that a rich woman?"

Zhang Qingyun wondered: "If someone's family has money, it must not be for your money. What else are you afraid of?"

Wang Kun was a little embarrassed, and Zhang Qingyun curled his lips: "You have run four, you are quite self-aware, you think you are ugly, you are not tall, your family background is not good, and you are afraid that other girls will not look down on you."

Wang Kun nodded.

The age difference is huge, and the family background is too different. He really has no confidence.

"Pindao said, you are running from time to time, your financial resources are rolling, and your marriage is determined by fans. What are you afraid of?"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Qingyun was about to close the door: "Go, go!"

When the courtyard door was half closed, Zhang Qingyun remembered something: "By the way, you also said that you invited me to a big dinner."

"Otherwise, discount it, and add the hexagram to give five hundred."

(End of this chapter)