Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 487 I have a way [Please subscribe! 】

"Oh my God!"

After a while, the young man was frightened: "If you throw me down from such a high mountain, am I okay?"

What means is this?
how did you do that?
"not to be trifled"

A young man is a hooligan-like person who is given nicknames to stalk people to death.Once being entangled by him, either he would bleed profusely, or his reputation would be ruined.

Idleness is his profession, and when someone offends him, he will rarely give up revenge.

"Taoist priest?"

The young man rolled his eyes: "I can't beat you alone, but what about the whole village?"

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun still sat cross-legged.

That young man was too annoying, so Zhang Qingyun threw him down the mountain directly.

After a while, the golden pheasant flew back to the Taoist temple first, and got into his small house directly.Not long after, the weasel also got into the Taoist temple: "Jiujiu."

The weasel wandered around in front of Zhang Qingyun, holding a piece of golden ingot in its mouth.

Zhang Qingyun was very surprised, and stretched out his hand: "Is this for me?"

The weasel put a gold ingot the size of a thumb into Zhang Qingyun's palm, and then ran out again.Zhang Qingyun looked at the gold ingot in his hand: "It is indeed one of the most demonized animals."

The weasel has many legends and is a very mythical animal.

However, this is the first time Zhang Qingyun has heard of a weasel with a treasure hunting function.

"It's said that weasels turn around, either to harm people or to repay kindness. This little thing must have discovered an ancient tomb somewhere."

The gold ingot is not big, the size of a thumb, and it is not the perfect shape of the ingot seen on TV. It is somewhat irregular, and even the craftsmanship is not perfect.

On the gold ingot, there was a sinister atmosphere, with a trace of death.

This is definitely the weasel, recovered from the tomb.

"Pindao can't use this thing now."

In the ocean before, there was a lot of gold and silver in the sunken ship, and Zhang Qingyun kept it in the storage talisman.

Zhang Qingyun has several million cash, so he is not short of money at all.

Not long after, the weasel came back again with a string of beads in its mouth.

This string of beads looks like a bracelet.

Holding the string of beads in his hand, Zhang Qingyun patted the weasel who was about to run out: "Okay, don't look for it, little guy, I know what you want."

The weasel's body shook, it understood what Zhang Qingyun said!

"Tweet."

The weasel whined.

Zhang Qingyun looked strange: "You want to drag your family?"

Zhang Qingyun shook his head, if all the weasel family came, wouldn't the Taoist temple become a weasel den?Became a zoo?

The weasel ran out again.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head and laughed: "Little guy, even if you empty out that tomb, the poor Taoist will not agree, you brought your family and brought your mouth to live in the Taoist temple."

"Ok?"

As soon as the weasel left, Zhang Qingyun frowned.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of one or two hundred people, men and women, came towards the Taoist temple on the mountain: "It seems that the people who come here are not good."

Among this group of people, Zhang Qingyun saw the young man who was thrown down the mountain by him: "The ability to deceive people is not small."

Zhang Qingyun stood up and looked around: "It's a pity that the poor Taoist wasted his efforts to decorate this place. We can't stay here anymore, we need to change places."

"Hey who are you?"

A group of people came to the Taoist temple aggressively: "This mountain belongs to us. Have you negotiated with us? Build a house here?"

There is no basic courtesy, and after meeting, it is questioning.

Zhang Qingyun didn't change his face: "Poverty is leaving now"

"Hey"

"You leave if you want?"

One person sneered and said, "Look at what you have destroyed here. The top of the mountain has been flattened, and there are still vegetation. Let's talk about compensation."

"This mountain is a treasure land of geomantic omen. We have always wanted to build an ancestral hall on this mountain, but we didn't start construction because we were afraid of destroying geomantic omen."

Zhang Qingyun watched coldly: "Pindao restores the original appearance of this place."

"Restore the original appearance?"

How to recover?

What is broken, how to fix it?

With Zhang Qingyun's thought, the Taoist temple shrank and fell into his palm.

Everyone was shocked, the Taoist temple was gone and there was nothing in front of them.

Clouds were born under Zhang Qingyun's feet, and he was supported by Zhang Qingyun to slowly lift into the sky. With Zhang Qingyun's departure, on the top of the mountain, everything was back to normal
"hiss"

"My mother!"

"What did I see just now?"

"Someone left with a cloud!"

Some of them exclaimed, but some felt that there was something in their hearts, and they also left.I can't explain clearly, and I can't speak out.

"The chance is with you as well as me. The law of longevity is not easy to talk about. I have already landed on the land of chance, but everyone drove me to do nothing."

During the search, Zhang Qingyun did not make a choice.

Withdrawing the hook, Zhang Qingyun's true self in Qingyun Temple opened his eyes: "The name of the fairy god no longer exists, and the myths and legends no longer exist."

"It's a combination of both."

Let the mythological novel out?

After Dao Ming, these mythological novels no longer exist: "It may not be useful."

How convenient is it to surf the Internet on mobile phones now?
Who still reads books?

Even if it is a mythical novel, if you show it to people, they may not necessarily read it.

"However. Give it a try."

On that night, Zhang Qingyun emeraldized the book, and tens of thousands of copies of "Feng Shen Yan Yi" were scattered in the world.For half a month, Zhang Qingyun sent tens of thousands of copies of "Feng Shen Yan Yi" to various places every day.

"It's not nearly enough."

With a thought, Zhang Qingyun's clone appeared not far from the mountain that was driven away last time.After a village village, there is a village.

Zhang Qingyun walked in the village. The village in the early morning was not as lively as the village in memory.From the beginning to the end of the village, I didn't see a single person.

Walking in the village, Zhang Qingyun's expression changed, and there was a person sitting in front of a house.

This man's face was ferocious, his lips and nose were burned away by the fire, and there were only a few ears left.Moreover, the man was wearing sunglasses and was missing an arm.

Looking at it with both eyes, there is a unicorn guarding the person's head vaguely, and the beam of fate is blocked by the unicorn.

Kirin!

This is the unique symbol of the military!
With a thought, Qilin retreated, and a beam of purple and yellow light shot up into the sky: "Save people from fire and water, sacrifice your life and responsibility."

"If you meet a noble person, your fate is in your heart."

Looking away, Zhang Qingyun shook his head.

If you have to meet a noble person, your fate is in your heart. This world has already been controlled by him, and naturally the rules and regulations respect him: "What kind of fate, just say it directly, it depends on my face?"

"what?"

A young woman in her 30s, riding a battery scooter, stopped in front of this house: "You are."

"I've seen a layman, but Pindao was just passing by. Seeing this layman's strange life, I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

Oh.
This is a fortune teller, the young woman nodded, and pushed the tram back home.

Immediately afterwards, the young woman came out with a bowl in her hand: "Da Zhen, have some porridge."

"Dongdong, today is very obedient. I ate three big buns for breakfast and drank a big glass of soy milk."

The young woman sighed faintly: "You don't have to worry about it, don't think about it too much"

It seems that because of Zhang Qingyun, an outsider, the young woman's speech was ambiguous and she was unwilling to say more.

Or maybe it was because he was afraid of irritating the young man lying on the deck chair, so his tone was gentle.

"Xiaofen, you."

After a long time, the young man said slowly, "Let's get a divorce!"

"no!"

The woman grabbed the hand of the young man Dazhen: "Our marriage was witnessed by the relatives of both parties and your leader! I disagree! We also left a vow, no matter what happens to the other party, we must never leave!"

"But."

Da Zhen thumped his leg: "I have become a useless person, I don't want to hurt you two, you can find a better one while you are young."

"No!"

The young woman Xiaofen shook her head: "In my heart, you are the best, the strongest and the bravest"

"Why are you guarding me?"

Dazhen fell silent and stopped talking.

Xiaofen showed a happy smile: "With you here, I am not afraid of anything."

"belch"

Zhang Qingyun burped, as if the bowl of porridge just now was not drunk by Da Zhen, but by him.

"I'm too full of dog food, I'm stuck."

This is simple love. Those loving couples on the pedestrian street, if something happens to each other, can they still stick together?

Maybe, but definitely not many.

In this great shock, there is almost no complete piece of skin on the whole body, and the whole body has been burned by the fire.

His appearance is because of saving people, but his heart is the most beautiful.

Da Zhen couldn't see the person in front of him, and raised his brows.

Xiaofen was puzzled and said, "Why don't you leave?"

"Oh"

Zhang Qingyun smiled: "I have a method, which can save your husband, restore his strong body, and restore his original appearance."

"any solution?"

Dazhen lay unmoved.

The young woman was very excited: "You really have a way?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "There is more than one way, it depends on whether you are willing or not."

"I am willing! As long as it can make him recover, I can do anything!"

"Xiaofen!"

Dazhen is still reasonable: "Don't be fooled."

Xiaofen nodded and shook her head: "Any chance, we have to try."

Xiaofen lowered her voice and whispered in her husband's ear: "Didn't it be a while ago that a heavenly person appeared in Gewang Village? With a wave of hands, a yard was put away, and the top of the mountain recovered in the blink of an eye, and left with the clouds?"

Da Zhen let go of his hand.

"What can you do?"

Xiaofen was a little excited, but also a little apprehensive: "Can Dazhen really be cured?"

"Pindao never tells lies. I have a method, cut off the skin of others, help your husband grow skin, cut off someone else's arm, and continue to connect your husband's broken arm. This is the simplest way, and your husband can be restored in an instant. "

"no!"

Dazhen sat up: "This method is absolutely impossible!"

　Thanks to the imagination in my heart for the precious support of the monthly ticket!Thanks to the cattle-herding brother for his valuable monthly ticket support!Kowtow thanks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)