Infinite shadow clones, if I find my true form, I will lose!

It can be seen that Nezha Venerable's technical dishes have a great spiritual killing power on him.

After all, you call him a fighting little karami, and he will laugh it off.

But if you say that His Holiness Nezha is a rookie player, he will be anxious, because he is a real dish.

Nezha replied depressedly: "Good evening, how are you doing?" What position are you good at?

Tang Gao touched his nose awkwardly: "You can take any position, I haven't played the segment for a long time, but if you want to double row, teacher, I can type it when I turn around."

Nezha's face was much better, jumped off the sofa, and raised his head slightly to look at the young man in front of him: "Okay, I'll go change a set of clothes, and I'll take you to do a fortune calculation and blessing."

Tang Gao muttered in his heart, why did this teacher still miss Bu Xuan, but he didn't say much: "Good." "

Strange, is this thing important?

Tang Gao did some tests on himself and found that as long as it was important information related to himself, any divination would become vague, or even unclear, or simply block the heavenly machine.

From time to time, he obtained some corroboration from Senior Brother Liu's attitude and performance.

Tang Gao was very confident in this and was not afraid of fortune.

Nezha changed into a set of casual clothes, shouted Tang Gao downstairs, got into the campus car, got out of the campus and took another car to the subway, sat on the subway and dangled his legs to play games, and soon arrived in front of a Taoist temple called Bu Lingguan.

Buling Taoist Temple is a famous Taoist temple built in Qingcheng, and it is rumored that prayers here will be very spiritual, and the Taoists here are very good at divination, often giving guests a change of life, and their reputation is far and wide.

Even at night, the Taoist Temple is very lively here, and there is a snack street nearby, where people come and go, and from time to time people laugh or be cautious, passing through the gate of the Taoist Temple and entering to pray for blessings.

Tang Gao looked quite novel, this was something that was not available in his hometown.

Nezha conveniently bought two sugar gourd skewers, one licked by himself, and the other was given to Tang Gao: "The situation has been too turbulent recently, I originally planned to make a fortune calculation for you myself to see if your kid would die halfway."

But today's incident happened suddenly, I am not very worried about my skills, specially brought you to meet a Zhang Daoren, his divination skills are very strong, let him come to divination I will be much relieved.

Tang Gao was speechless: "Teacher, if you enter the door, will you die?"

Nezha shrugged: "It is better to believe in life than not to believe in life, I have always scorned the thing of life." Even though I think it's a spicy chicken thing....

However, some people are indeed proficient in this way, and can bring us some help with professional technology, which can be dialectically referenced.

Tang Gao was curious: "How to reference?"

Nezha smiled: "The left eye jumps wealth, this is good luck." The right eye jumps into disaster, this is feudal superstition. Tang

Gao: "..."

Very good, it is a Xia countryman, this fine tradition cannot be lost."

Nezha gnawed halfway, and pointed to a Taoist in front of him with a string of sugar gourds: "Okay, when we arrive, just ask him."

Tang Gao looked at it curiously, this is a middle-aged Taoist with a white beard, there is a small table, on the table are placed gossip maps and some ancient documents that cannot be understood, and there is a flagpole on the left, which reads:

"Pray to God to ask for fortune, it is better to have the ability."

"It is better to do good deeds and accumulate virtue than to seek the way."

It's quite stylish, and it's quite an interesting Taoist.

There was no one else in front of the small table, Nezha sat up directly and patted the table: "Lao Zhang, don't look at your broken book, come to business, quickly calculate a trigram for Xiaoye's apprentice."

Zhang Daoren was looking down at the book, looked up when he heard the sound, saw that it was Nezha, and said with a smile: "If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, you bear child actually have a day to ask me here."

Nezha's face was unhappy, and he slapped the table: "What is it called please, believe it or not, I smashed your apprentice's Bu Ling Taoist Temple?"

Zhang Daoren rolled his eyes and expressed his displeasure at this rude guy: "Let your apprentice Bu Suan, you let go of your position, what are you sitting here?"

Nezha coughed dryly twice, moved his butt, and gave way to the position: "Okay, good, sorry, no, did you scold me?"

Zhang Daoren stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Since you are not a thing, then you can let your apprentice come."

Nezha rolled up his sleeves in anger: "Believe it or not, I'll lift your broken table right now!"

"Okay, stop messing with you, little one, come here, I'll tell you fortunes."

Nezha cursed and closed his hand and pressed Tang Gao on the chair: "Let me tell you, this old thing's mouth is not clean, and he likes to scold people." Tang

Gao looked at the scolding teacher, and then at the scolding Zhang Daoren on the other side without dirty words, and the personable Zhang Daoren could only show an embarrassed but polite smile.

Zhang Daoren glanced at Tang Gao twice, and then looked at Nezha: "Say, what is it for him?"

Nezha's face became serious, and he moved a bench next to him to sit up, and said seriously: "Count him as killing karma, before I watched the blood in the north, I was afraid that this kid would be involved in killing karma and could not be detached."

Zhang Daoren took out a white jade slab from the drawer and said with a smile: "Okay, before the calculation, little fellow, do you have anything to say?"

Tang Gao was curious: "What am I going to say?"

Zhang Daoren stroked his beard and smiled: "Whatever, it's best to say something happy and make a good omen."

Tang Gao smiled and said, "Today's sugar gourd skewers are delicious."

Zhang Daoren nodded in satisfaction and began to cast spells: "The heart of the child, a good talent." The

white jade plate began to emit a faint light.

Zhang Daoren explained with a smile: "If there is red silk on this white jade plate, it means that this little guy of yours will have a relationship with killing karma in the future...?" Zhang

Daoren was halfway through speaking, and saw a rich red wave rising at the bottom of the white jade plate, as if it was filled with water, Su slipped upwards, and dyed the entire white jade plate crimson in the blink of an eye.

Tang Gao showed a polite but not embarrassed smile: "Dao Chief, does this white jade plate need to be repaired?"

Zhang Daoren looked at him speechlessly: "How many people have you killed." "

It's not an interrogative sentence, it's an affirmative tone in the statement.

Nezha looked at the red jade plate speechlessly, before he was worried that the little guy was involved in killing karma, but now looking horizontally and vertically, this kid does not set off a chaotic world to kill karma can be regarded as giving everyone face.

Tang Gao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said modestly: "Two or three people."

Zhang Daoren looked at him straight and raised the red jade plate in his hand: "My jade plate is crimson."

Tang Gao silently looked at the sky: "Two or three hundred, I can't remember exactly."

Zhang Daoren glared at him, and his tone increased: "Crimson! Tang

Gao don't overdo it: "Two or three thousand? Really, I don't have a good memory.

Zhang Daoren tapped his finger on the table and raised his tone: "Are you asking me to use a better white jade plate to test you again?"

Tang Gao looked at Zhang Daoren and tried to pretend to be sincere: "Twenty or thirty thousand, it really can't be more."

Zhang Daoren directly stuffed the red jade board back into the drawer and raised his hand: "Send off guests, I don't count." "

Are you fooling the ghost?

Tang Gao hurriedly stood up and apologized: "It's not much, just hundreds of thousands, it's really not much."

Nezha looked at him speechlessly, and his own teacher was embarrassed to protect the face of the little apprentice: "Just tell the truth, how many people have been killed, hundreds of thousands is not this color."

Don't say millions, the cumulative number of creatures I have killed is only millions, and it is not as good as you.

Tang Gao sat on the bench and said helplessly: "Maybe tens of millions?" Or maybe close to 100 million people? I don't remember, who still counted when he slaughtered..." Zhang

Daoren darkened his face and looked at Nezha: "I think killing karma generally can't find his trouble, generally he is looking for trouble killing karma, don't need me to explain?" "

Bloody and karmic killing is a natural disaster for ordinary people.

This one is different.

He himself is a natural disaster.

Nezha covered his face: "Calculate the state of mind, the requirements are not high, and you can do it without falling into the demonic path." "

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