retaliate

Chapter 570
When a person is alone, his reaction to things has something to do with his personality.

For example, strong people will stick to their views and choices.

And those who don't have their own opinions will be confused and hesitant.

When all this is integrated into the group, it changes.

Whether it is a strong person or a person who has no opinion, they all have hideous faces at this moment, and they are extremely excited.

The gods have spoken, let us attack the state.

The wildness and violence in everyone's heart were aroused, and they wished they could rush to the state right now.

At this moment, a deep voice came leisurely.

"God, where is it? The old man wants to meet!"

"Bold!" The two big men under the male seat shouted at Ning Yayun.

Those present turned their heads slowly.

"It's Headmaster Ning!"

"Hey! Headmaster Ning is here too?"

"I've seen Headmaster Ning!"

On the day Xuanxue opened the mountain gate, many people in the city went.With the blessing of Yang Xuan's prestige, coupled with the subsequent opening of the Martyr's Shrine, Xuanxue became a popular topic in Lin'an City.

Therefore, many people present have seen Ning Yayun.

Ning Yayun nodded and flicked her tail, "Old man Ning Yayun, where is the god?"

The voice was long, but exceptionally clear.

It's as if someone is speaking in your ear.

"Teacher Ning is really personable, a man among gods!"

"Look at that gentleman's demeanor, the old man actually wants to betroth the little girl to him!"

"Is your daughter only eighteen?"

"Yes! But for some reason, the old man feels that the little girl is not good enough for him!"

The atmosphere gradually changed from tense to peaceful.

The man said in a deep voice, "Ning Yayun?"

"Exactly!" Ning Yayun nodded.

The man smiled, "I have heard of metaphysics, but over the years, metaphysics has gradually declined..."

Which pot is not open and which pot to lift!

Ning Yayun said lightly: "Dare to ask..."

The man cupped his hands towards the void, "Boy under the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, Shenghe!"

"Are you a god?"

"10 years ago, I ascended from the human world and became a god."

"The old man has seen the records of the gods in the metaphysics classics. It is said that there is great power in every gesture, which can destroy the world. I just met it today. Can I open my eyes?"

The man sighed: "This place is the world, if I make a move, the lives will be ruined."

"Don't be afraid, the old man will block it!"

hiss!
Someone hissed softly, "Is Headmaster Ning going to become a god?"

Sheng He said angrily: "Ning Yayun, you are an ordinary person, how dare you be rude to me? Get back quickly!"

A big man under the seat said: "This person is here, the gods can't hide the secrets of heaven, if you go to heaven for a while, you will become ashes!"

Someone started commotion, "Headmaster Ning, don't delay the big event I'm waiting for!"

Ning Yayun flicked her tail, "Everyone, don't you want to see the gods make a move? If it's a god, you just need to show it off. Just a moment!"

Yes!

Who doesn't want to see the magic of the gods.

Everyone looked at Shenghe silently.

"Bold!" Sheng He shouted, "You are colluding with Yang Xuan..."

"Are you guilty of talking about him?" Ning Yayun sneered.

Even if the handsome old man sneered, he looked extraordinarily charming.

Everyone thought to themselves, is there something wrong with the gods?

Shenghe was squeezed and had no way out, so he said flatly: "That's fine!"

He took out a piece of yellow paper and put it on the desk.

Turning his eyes, Shenghe said lightly: "There is a disaster today, and no one can avoid it. I can't bear to see you suffer, so I begged the Emperor of Heaven to replace it with my body. I have taken some of my souls and put them on this piece of paper. , God's punishment is coming..."

Everyone held their breath, Jian Shenghe took out a short knife and started dancing.

The dagger swung in all directions, slowly, but a mighty whistling sound could be heard.

Gradually, Shenghe's face showed pain.

Panting for breath, he finally knelt down in front of the table, raised his head and shouted: "I implore the Heavenly Emperor to forgive me!"

He tilted his ears as if he was listening, then smiled and said: "Yes, my minister, the crime is unforgivable, I know it."

Sheng He said with a smile: "The Emperor of Heaven has already promised, but he needs to kill me three times."

"This, wouldn't it be cutting yourself?"

"Hard to say."

Shenghe raised his sword.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

The dagger waved and landed on the yellow paper.

A knife!

"what!"

Sheng He howled miserably.

As if that piece of yellow paper was me.

Two knives!

"what!"

Shenghe was sweating profusely.

"what!"

The three swords are over, and Shenghe looks very empty.

A big man went up, picked up the yellow paper, and exclaimed, "I see blood."

He showed the yellow paper to everyone.

On the yellow paper, three bloodstains appeared at this moment.

The crowd exclaimed.

"It's actually bleeding!"

"It can be seen that the gods placed the soul on the paper."

"The gods are willing to be punished for us, be merciful!"

"God is merciful!"

Everyone kowtowed.

Only three people did not kneel down.

Two of Helianyan's men.

Plus Ning Yayun.

Sheng He said sternly: "Ning Yayun, today you have troubled the people of Chenzhou, what should you do?"

Everyone turned their heads and stared angrily.

"Hahahaha!"

Ning Yayun laughed loudly.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Ning Yayun stepped forward.

Shenghe pointed at him, "Today you blaspheme, you will be rewarded!"

The two Helianyan's subordinates looked at each other.

"This god is afraid to be real."

"I saw the three cuts really clearly, they were cut on yellow paper."

"Yeah! I didn't find him tampering."

"This, if it is a god, how to resist it?"

"Ning Yayun is on, can we get on?"

"This is a god!"

"Miss Helian is furious..."

"Come on, motherfucker!"

The two took out their short knives and slowly squeezed forward from the crowd.

"kill him!"

Someone in the crowd chanted.

"Kill this blasphemer!"

"Kill Ning Yayun, keep safe!"

Amidst the shouting and killing, Ning Yayun walked over.

The two big men stood up.

"Quiet!"

Ning Yayun turned around.

"kill him!"

The crowd is still manic.

Ning Yayun said: "This paper has ghosts!"

In an instant, the scene was quiet.

Because Ning Yayun reached out and grabbed the yellow paper.

Under the tremor of the inner breath, the yellow paper was shaking, as if someone was hiding inside.

Ning Yayun took the yellow paper and sniffed it, Shenghe's complexion changed dramatically.

"This paper is soaked in turmeric, who's going to sniff it."

"Me!" He Lianyan's subordinate put away the dagger, walked over, and said in a low voice, "Master Ning, let's run together later!"

Ning Yayun was startled.

The man pretended to sniff, but he was actually preparing to run away.

No way, there are too many people.

But he was startled suddenly, and then took a deep breath.

"Damn! What a spicy turmeric!"

Another person came over, took the yellow paper and sniffed it, "Hey! Really!"

The third person comes up...

"It's turmeric!"

Sheng He said loudly: "Soaking turmeric can drive away evil spirits."

Everyone thinks so.

Ning Yayun smiled, "Put plant ash and shell powder in water and mix them together. It's a good thing for washing dishes and removing stains. You can soak the short knife in it.

Also, the yellow paper is soaked in turmeric water.

After the two are ready, use a short knife to cut on the yellow paper. When the plant ash and shell powder meet the turmeric, traces like bloodstains will appear. "

Everyone was stunned.

Ning Yayun said lightly: "Metaphysics has been passed down for thousands of years. During these years, the seniors of Metaphysics have encountered many people who pretend to be gods and play ghosts. Such methods are everywhere in the records of Metaphysics."

In the earliest days of metaphysics, such means were used to fool people.

Later, I felt that this technique was a bit embarrassing, so I forbade my disciples from doing it.However, the technique has survived.

"Nonsense!" Sheng He yelled.

"The disciples of Xuanxue also got these things to play with. Now, as long as someone goes to Xuanxue to get them, the old man can show you on the spot what it means to see blood with a knife!"

Shenghe stood up, grinning grinningly: "The blasphemer, kill him!"

Two big men rushed over.

The momentum is fierce.

"Headmaster Ning, get out of the way!"

someone exclaimed.

Ning Yayun flicked the tail of the stag in Ning Yayun's hand, and the big man who rushed up first got hit and flew out.

Then, another big man roared, his muscles stretched, and his clothes puffed up, looking breathtaking.

"what!"

A punch, like a heavy hammer.

The strong wind howled, Ning Yayun stretched out her hand.

He clenched his fist.

He smiled and took a step forward.

Bah!
The big man flew upside down.

Just in time to meet the flying Shenghe.

Sheng He punched the big man and shouted: "The Emperor of Heaven is merciful!"

His voice is a bit strange, but it can't help but make people feel kind and credible.

Those people struggled, they had some faith in Ning Yayun, but now they glared at her again.

"Tips for carving insects!"

At some point, the Guqin was in Ning Yayun's hands.

Holding the guqin in his left hand, he sat down like this, as if there was a pier under his body.

Sitting very solidly.

Ning Yayun gently stroked the strings with her right hand.

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded, as if a gust of breeze was blowing head-on after the rain, which made people feel refreshed.

Those people shook their heads.

I feel a lot more awake.

Shenghe had already flew in front of Ning Yayun, his right hand spread out like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed it from afar.

Ning Yayun raised her right hand.

Put the guqin behind you with your left hand.

One step forward!
Bah!
One punch!
Win and fly back!

Ning Yayun followed closely.

"Let me go!"

Shenghe roared in mid-air, "Otherwise I will die with you!"

Ning Yayun flew away, "Come!"

Shenghe's figure deflected, and Ning Yayun seemed to know that he would do so, and her figure turned accordingly.

Still a punch!
Bah!
Blood overflowed from the corner of Shenghe's mouth.

"God, the god was beaten and vomited blood by Headmaster Ning?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Shenghe screamed, "Ning Yayun, why be so aggressive!"

Ning Yayun followed closely.

"Let the old man see your prototype!"

Shenghe stepped back and shouted, "I admit it!"

Ning Yayun approached and punched.

Bah!
This punch knocked Shenghe into the wall.

Boom!

A big hole was hit in the wall, and Shenghe flew out.

Ning Yayun followed closely.

Shenghe was in mid-air, continuously spurting blood from his mouth.

"Who is this?"

Someone outside said in surprise.

"Isn't this a god?"

Then, Ning Yayun flew out.

"This is... Headmaster Ning of Metaphysics!"

Shenghe screamed: "Ninety-nine if you are a bachelor, plus one if you don't! Ning Yayun, let me go! I swear, I will never come to Northern Xinjiang again in this life!"

Ning Yayun raised her fist.

Under the agitation of the inner breath, the wind howled.

Shenghe raised his hands, "Forgive me!"

A group of people rushed in, led by Yang Xuan.

At this moment, Shenghe in mid-air was pale, with bloodstains all over the corners of his mouth and the front of his shirt.Raising his hands, he looked at Ning Yayun pitifully.

Ning Yayun's fist stopped just in front of his eyebrows, and the strong wind blew Sheng He's beard and hair backwards.

"Master Ning!"

When He Lianyan came in, she couldn't help being stunned, "I'm going to live!"

Shenghe couldn't help but see a hint of joy and cunning in his eyes.

Ning Yayun's eyes were calm.

Fist forward!
Bah!
Shenghe looked the same, fell to the ground with a thud, trembled a few times, and then fell silent.

Ning Yayun fell to the ground.

Flicking the tail of the stag lightly, "Zi Tai."

Yang Xuan cupped his hands, "Thank you Headmaster."

"You're welcome."

Yang Xuan stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Can't you keep alive?"

Ning Yayun said: "This person's method of pretending to be a ghost has some origins. Those people are all in the same group. If they survived, will his accomplices come to Chenzhou to rob the prison? A group of pretending to be ghosts gathered in Chenzhou. It's going to be a mess."

"So that's how it is." Only then did Yang Xuan understand Ning Yayun's intention.

These people are either passers-by, friends, or dead.

If Ning Yayun had just let Shenghe go, Yang Xuan would have caught a hot potato, let it go?Turn around and win and will get revenge.Don't let go, those accomplices will gather in Chenzhou, and the trouble will be even greater.

So it is best to kill cleanly.

"Thank you Headmaster."

"polite!"

Ning Yayun took the money and left freely.

"Let the old thief come."

Someone went.

The bustard of the brothel was arrested.

"He gave [-] yuan, and I lost my head."

"Take them all!"

Yang Xuan looked at those bewitched people with his hands behind his back, "Write down their names."

"Please forgive me!"

A group of people knelt down, begging in panic.

He Lianyan had already listened to the report from his subordinates, and said: "These people wanted to attack the state, so they should not be lightly forgiven."

Yang Xuan said: "The people are like this, listening to the wind is rain."

After hearing that they only left their names, those people are very grateful.

"May you be merciful!"

"Yes! More merciful than gods!"

Someone deliberately came to kowtow in front of Yang Xuan after drawing the adjournment.

"Thank you envoy."

"Remember not to be bewitched next time!" Yang Xuan warned.

"Yes. The villain will enshrine the envoy's tablet when he returns home. If he doesn't believe in any gods, he will believe in the envoy."

He Lianyan was dumbfounded, "Can it still be like this?"

Yang Xuan's head was full of black lines, "I'm not dead yet!"

"It's a life sacrifice!"

Someone said: "Someone has enshrined the envoy's tablet in his home."

Yang Xuan asked: "Why is that?"

"Say yes, ward off evil spirits!"

……

Out of the deep alley, it happened that the old thief came.

"Lang Jun."

The old thief glanced at Helianyan.

Give me a hint!Sao Fox!
Helianyan opened her mouth.

Then, close.

Although they all belong to the same system and stand under the banner of Boss Yang, their friendships are different.

The old thief thought he was all-round, but Helianyan didn't show any face at all.

Yang Xuan didn't pay attention to the small conflicts among his subordinates, and asked, "Have you ever heard of people who pretend to be gods and play ghosts?"

This is the old thief's strong point, "The skills passed down by the villain have nothing to do with playing tricks. The villain's parents often hang out with those people, exchange ideas, and ask for help if they are in trouble..."

Is this still a mutual aid organization?

Do not!
It's a trade union.

"If someone is killed..."

The old thief said solemnly, "No problem, revenge!"

(End of this chapter)