Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 222
That is the five thunders rectification?
Zhang Xiao has always wondered whether the legendary five thunders are really thunders.

Then the fierce and domineering thunder and lightning with bright righteousness just now pierced the night sky and dispelled all the weirdness.

The villagers who couldn't move in the square suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and their bodies softened.

Then noises, cries, and screams filled the entire square, and they subconsciously tried to escape.

The four young men in tattered 'dero's were sweating profusely, and they were also unable to move before.

But at this moment, he still remembers to maintain order.

A young man snatched the trumpet from Wang Fugui's hand, and the sharp noise instantly overwhelmed all other voices.

"Folks, don't run away! There are so many tricky people, it's hard to start! Don't run away!
Run and die faster! "

No one paid attention to him. In the face of fear, people seemed to lose their minds.

At this moment, the door of the small courtyard opened, and the middle-aged Taoist came out:
"It's okay, there are Shangxian here, let them go."

Only then did the four young people realize that there was a young boy who seemed to be following behind the master.

His body seemed to be emitting a faint golden light, and he was pinching an invisible object in his right hand.

What's going on here?

Although following the master for the past few years, they have also seen all kinds of strange things, and they have also learned that there are indeed some things that cannot be explained by science.

But at least on the human side, I have never seen any special abilities. Even the master is just a little more sensitive.

The reason why these weirdnesses can be removed is because the correct method is used.

But what happened to the golden light on this young man?

And what about the thing you're holding in your hand?

Zhang Xiao shook his head:

"I'm not some kind of immortal, Daoist Priest, you rest now, I'll go over there and have a look."

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded hastily, and looked at him in awe:
"Don't dare to delay the important matter of Shangxian, Shangxian can do it himself, don't worry about us master and apprentice."

Zhang Xiao didn't say a word, the golden light on his body quickly restrained himself, and ran towards the direction of the thunder just now.

The place there was not far away, just when he got close, Zhang Xiao could smell something similar to ozone.

The dirt ground was scorched black, and two figures stood not far away.

Zhang Xiao didn't dare to go in rashly, fearing that he would affect his father, so he could only stand where he was and try to use his eyes to observe the situation.

"Xiaoxiao, it's okay, come here."

Even so, Zhang Xiao double-checked to make sure it wasn't 'hidden enemies using despicable means to make him have auditory hallucinations'.

Only then walked over cautiously.

Well, it is indeed all right, the one on the opposite side can only be counted as a person, and can stand, but the body is black, and a thin copper chain is passed through the shoulder blade, and the copper chain is connected end to end. Locked with a small brass lock.

The lines on it glowed slightly, after two years of study, Zhang Xiao was no longer a novice.

The pattern on this copper chain is the word 'Forbidden'.

"With the lute bone, he can't do anything for the time being."

Zhang Chengdao glanced at Leng Qianyu who was still pinched by Zhang Xiao, shook his head and sighed, took out a gourd, and put her in:

"A poor man, too."

"Dad, why did another black hand suddenly appear behind the scenes? What's going on?"

"Oh, when you fell asleep in the afternoon, I went out for a walk with nothing to do, found some things, and asked some questions, it's actually not complicated.

he."

Zhang Chengdao pointed to the person who was still unable to move:

"It's easy to calculate, thinking that if the relevant people are killed, no one will know the truth, but it can only be said that people are not as good as heaven.

Sometimes, the cycle of karma and retribution is unpleasant. "

No, Dad, is it really okay for you to leave me alone like this?

No sense of participation at all!

Looking at Zhang Xiao's slightly 'resentful' eyes, Zhang Chengdao gave a dry laugh, and hastily explained:
"Isn't this someone who is idle and has nothing to do, so he is going to do an investigation. Who knows, he will be taken directly to find out the matter."

The time is pushed back to noon.

Watching his son gradually fall asleep, Zhang Chengdao threw out a yellow talisman that disappeared without a trace and stuck it on the rocking chair.

Then he stood up and stretched, and smiled at the tree:

"You are so courageous, you don't run away when you see me, and take the initiative to deliver it to your door?"

Hearing the figure of 'srusting' from the tree, a black shadow leaped back and forth on the trunk several times, and landed in front of Zhang Chengdao.

But it was a blind and lame old cat.

The old cat stared at Zhang Chengdao, pleading humanly in the remaining one-eyed.

Zhang Chengdao nodded: "You don't need to beg, we are not a place to kill, since I am here, I must investigate and find out.

But if you are here, it will save me effort, go early and come back early, my son has to go back. "

The old cat nodded and limped forward.

Not long after, Zhang Chengdao was introduced to a group of short bungalows. Most of the houses here had the same style.

It looks like the living quarters of the workers.

It's just that many homes are hung with plains and pasted with elegiac couplets, and there are traces of burnt paper at the intersections.

The whole area was silent, not a single sound could be heard, and even the stray dogs seemed to be walking around the area.

The old cat didn't feel anything strange, it looked back at Zhang Chengdao, and walked slowly towards one of the houses.

Zhang Chengdao slowly matched the surrounding environment with the photos on the dossier.

This is Leng Qianyu's home, the drama troupe and the units above are not considered wealthy departments.

It's not easy for her to get a housing allocation.

The old cat jumped in through a broken window.

Zhang Chengdao looked at the seal on the door and directly used the wall penetration technique.

This bungalow occupies a small area, less than 30 square meters.

It is divided into two places, a master bedroom, a small cubicle, and a dining place with a small square table.

The kitchen is outside. As for the toilets, showers, and study rooms that will be standard in later generations, they are all configurations that can only be found in high-end garden houses.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Chengdao frowned.

There were messy footprints on the concrete floor, and there was a lingering odor in the room.

This is corpse smell.

There are still many photos hanging on the wall, including Leng Qianyu's life photos and still photos, but the original beautiful photos look eerie.

Although the room was a little messy and covered with a thick layer of dust, it could still be seen that it had been carefully arranged.

The old cat jumped onto the table and let out a shrill howl, which sounded a bit like an opera tune.

Just take me here to see?

Zhang Chengdao frowned, even if the old cat didn't lead the way, he and his son would definitely come here at night.

The old cat howled for a while and suddenly jumped off the table.Got under the bed.

After a while, the old cat screamed sadly under the bed, Zhang Chengdao used his hands hard, and the thick wooden bed was lifted up easily by him.

But seeing the old cat scratching desperately on the bed, Zhang Chengdao looked at it for a while, and suddenly lined up his palm on the bed.

The bed sheets that exuded a fishy smell were shaken off.

I saw a trace that had been wiped off on the bed board.

Um?Zhang Chengdao thought for a while, pointed at the bed, and then was taken aback.

Hehehe sneered, it was interesting, I thought it was just an ordinary conspiracy, but it turned out that there are people behind it?
"This cat, let me ask you, are these Leng Qianyu brothers and sisters spirit sons?"

The old cat looked at Zhang Chengdao with one eye, seemed to be hesitating, and nodded after a long time.

Zhang Chengdao shook his head and laughed dumbly:

"Really, what are you hiding from me, little demons like you naturally like to live with Lingzi, who in the Taoist sect doesn't know?

Not to mention our Longhu Mountain.

Just to make sure. "

The three characters Longhushan seem to have magic power.

The fur all over the old cat's body suddenly exploded, and the remaining eyes suddenly widened, and even the pupils spread into a circle.

His body trembled like an electric shock.

"You don't know who I am?" Looking at the old cat.

Zhang Chengdao was really surprised this time. He squeezed his chin and said with great interest:

"Since you don't know who I am. Then when I asked you before, you acted generously?"

Zhang Chengdao shot out a golden light and stretched his body, as if dragons and tigers roared from his body.

"Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Chengdao!"

'Snapped! 'The old cat seemed to be petrified, fell down from the table, and climbed up tremblingly.

He squatted obediently in front of Zhang Chengdao without daring to move.

Zhang Chengdao looked interesting, but he didn't care:
"Okay, since both siblings are spirit sons, have you preserved the child's soul?"

The old cat nodded hurriedly. After brewing for a while, it made a painful retching sound, and finally spit out a ball of wet hair, which didn't look like cat hair.

It looks like human hair.

Zhang Chengdao took out three soul-inducing incense sticks, pinched the seal with one hand, flicked his fingers, lit the three sticks, looked around, but found nothing suitable.

He could only concentrate and calm down, and used a very ingenious skill to insert the three sticks of incense directly on the table.

"The soul comes!"

From Fayan, a child with pale skin and a dull face gradually appeared, and no fluctuation could be seen in the pure black pupils.

Zhang Chengdao looked at it for a while, then sighed, "It's soul-robbing, no wonder you're so stupid."

Jiehun is a soul that is born with defects. Taoists believe that this kind of soul comes from Jie, so it is called Jiehun.

Most soul robbers are foolish, but some have incredible abilities.

But obviously the one in front of him is a foolish soul robber.

I have no choice but to go back to my dream.

I don’t know how much memory this soul-robbing one can leave behind.

Under the gaze of the old cat, Zhang Chengdao lightly tapped Jiehun's eyebrows with his sword finger.

"You Immortal Returns to Dream!"

The old cat looked at Zhang Chengdao who was standing still, and moved his paw carefully, trying to change positions.

But suddenly, a terrifying aura came from Zhang Chengdao's body, as if he would be doomed if he moved.

The old cat hurriedly squatted down in the same posture just now, not even daring to move its ears.

After a while, Zhang Chengdao slowly opened his eyes with a complicated look on his face.

As luck would have it, this soul thief preserved much more memories than he imagined.

This is the best portrayal of Leng Qianyu.

It's just that the birth date is a bit special, and because it is a "spirit child", it will be tortured by various means.
He glanced at the old cat and nodded: "You value love and righteousness, you would rather be blind and broken than run away with his soul.

According to the rules of Longhu Mountain, good monsters cannot be eliminated. "

The old cat barked at him.

Zhang Chengdao nodded: "Well, this is a trivial matter. He will definitely show up when he comes back to collect his soul tonight."

Hearing this, the old cat stood up, bowed to Zhang Chengdao with one of its broken front paws, and then jumped out of the window to leave.

"So, Leng Qianyu encountered all this because of her special horoscope and some kind of 'spirit'?"

Zhang Xiao asked thoughtfully:

"The thing left on the bed is."

"A kind of heresy, the function is to stir up people's desires, and stimulate expansion, the bed is lust - the effect is very powerful, and even makes people lose their minds."

Zhang Chengdao paused: "Actually, Leng Qianyu's body was always on the bed, and it wasn't that no one came to check on her in those few days.

Sending Big Brother and Santana is just to provoke jealousy. If it is normal, jealousy may not affect people's behavior.

But what if there was another thing on the door that enlarged and provoked jealousy?"

Zhang Xiao fell silent suddenly, feeling shuddering.

"Thinking hard, what is it for?"

Just then, a hoarse voice came over:

"Why? You disciples from famous families are always so superior."

The father and son turned their faces to look at the scorched figure, but they were still able to speak!

"cough cough cough cough"

He coughed violently for a while before continuing:

"What a powerful five thunder rectification, Master Zhang Shaotian of Longhu Mountain lives up to his reputation.

With just a single thunderstorm, all the six evil spirits I had worked so hard to gather turned into ashes.

It's a pity, it's hateful, only Leng Qianyu is missing, and I can become the legendary Qisha, and then I will be invincible in the world.

What is Longhushan? "

so crazy?Why is the legendary Qisha so powerful?
Zhang Chengdao frowned: "Seven evil spirits can harm the peace of heaven, and even attack themselves. Although they are powerful, they are not yet invincible."

He probably knew that his life was not long, so he looked at the father and son with resentful eyes, and hissed:
"You are high above the ground, with perfect morals, how can you understand the pain of us casual practitioners!

Cultivation is fighting for fate with the sky, and is robbing resources!
I, Zhang Guangzheng, want to defeat the Heavenly Son-in-law and fight for my life with the Heavens!
The same surname is Zhang, but you can stand high and enjoy inexhaustible resources. You only need to lie down on Longhu Mountain to improve your cultivation.

Why?
I am not satisfied!
As long as I am strong enough, I can create a new sect, so that my descendants will be like you without having to worry about cultivation resources.

Can also be morally perfect! "

Zhang Chengdao frowned and listened for a long time, and finally couldn't help waving his hand to stop:
"No, what are you talking about?
What cultivation resources, what competition with the heavens, what cultivation is competition? "

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