What if everything goes back to square one, to the beginning of the story?
Wang Qiyi was the first to take over the cause and effect without being curious. If Yang Tao, who is young but has the power of merit, appeared in front of Taoist Master Qingfeng, he would definitely notice it.
The power of merit is very rare. The big tortoise who traveled to the wishing pond lay there for so long and saw countless people every day before he saw the special existence of Star Tao.
With Qingfeng's caution, he could easily find the worm by just sending someone to take a look.
"If it were me..." He held the beads in his hand and said thoughtfully: "I will definitely investigate. After all, Yang Tao is too young. Without extraordinary power, she cannot save people every day at her age. The power of merit.”
"If an abnormality is found that day, we will secretly investigate the situation in her home and search for evidence. Some things will not be swallowed up by the fire..."
The breeze quickly picked up some flavor.
In today's world, Taoism and Buddhism are more popular, and the Xiangyun Temple at the foot of the mountain is full of incense.
Yang Tao, who had no foundation of faith, heard from his classmates that the wishing pond in Yunshan Temple was very efficacious, so he abandoned the closer Xiangyun Temple and went to Yunshan Temple to pray for blessings and peace.
The process went smoothly, but something didn't feel quite right.
What a coincidence!
The power of merit in the star fruit was obviously a bait, but instead of catching him, he accidentally caught the bastard in the wishing pond.
"It should be an accident that the Talisman Master and the Puppet Master entered the game, and they were taken advantage of."
Qingfeng rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "The two of them practice Buddhist techniques. After the interrogation, they have to be handed over to the great monks. You just know what I said just now, and don't tell anyone about it for the time being."
Wang Qiyi nodded obediently, and then made up his mind and said: "Captain, I have decided that I will swallow the demon pill."
The big tortoise is now too weak and in urgent need of nourishment. Coupled with the captain's speculation, he has a sense of crisis.
You have to stick your head out and stab him like this, why not just do it neatly!
Qingfeng was a little surprised, but Wang Qiyi was firm. They discussed it for a long time, and finally decided to report to the great elder. Whenever she can come over, the big bastard will swallow the demon pill.
When it was time to get off work, other people left the company one after another, leaving only the captain, Wang Qiyi and Luo Yi who needed to work the night shift.
The night shift of the detective agency is to deal with sudden extraordinary events. It is usually time to eat and sleep. It will not be easily dispatched if there is no life-threatening matter.
"Oh, let me go! Our captain is actually a big Internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans?" Wang Qiyi was lying on the sofa after eating and drinking. He pawed at his phone and saw the account that popped up after searching for "Qingfeng Taoist Master". Got a pair of bastard eyes.
Luo Yi was banging his iron, and when he heard him yelling, he laughed and said: "Our captain didn't rely on any operation to gain fans independently. It seems that he was first taken a photo by a blogger who went to Yunshan to visit and posted it on On the Internet, the captain became famous just because of his good looks. If it weren’t for his official background, he would have been promoted into the entertainment industry.”
"Tsk, tsk, I found the picture. The filter is a bit too much, but it's still very handsome!" Wang Qiyi enjoyed playing with his mobile phone to his heart's content, not caring about the fact that he was about to swallow the demon pill.
Bastards are cautious, and sometimes that's a good thing.
As he was swiping, he saw the Internet celebrity bastard from the Yunshan Temple Wishing Fountain, and it was today's news - a netizen squeezed into the crowd and took a picture of a man wearing black short-sleeves with half of his arm tattooed. Throw a stone into the wishing well.
"The case is solved. It turns out it was your kid who hit me."
He craned his neck, blinked, and pulled the progress bar back, trying to see what the guy who threw the stone looked like.
Unfortunately, the netizen's camera was originally filming his companion throwing coins to pray for blessings, so he only captured a blurry profile of the assailant, but the moment when he hit the big bastard on the head with a rock was clearly captured.
"The bastard who checked into the wishing pool at Yunshan Temple was shocked by the present reward!" Wang Qiyi read the title in a low voice, and couldn't wait to read it later, "What is the present reward?"
Luo Yi was attracted by the dubbing of the short video. He put down the barbell and came over to watch the phone with the tortoise.
"Everyone, please pay attention. It is the stone thrown by this hand wearing black short-sleeves and tattoos that hit the wishing fountain." The slow playback of the screen is marked with a red circle, and a mechanical voiceover explains: "Don't blink, and watch the next one." What happened next!"
As soon as the scene moved to the gate of Yunshan Mountain View, the man wearing black short-sleeves and exposing his tattoos was walking and laughing with five or six men and women. He also held a bottle of water in his hand and raised it to drink. For some reason, he stumbled. The person fell down hard and ate shit.
"Hahaha, how can such a big place be thrown flat?" Wang Qiyi just laughed out loud when he saw several screams in the short video on his mobile phone. The guy who hit the big tortoise couldn't stabilize after falling. Rolled down the stone steps.
Fortunately, the other tourists escaped quickly and were not implicated.
And when the man fell down more than a dozen steps and stood up holding his forehead, the blood on his head had already flowed to his face. You could still see the bleeding even after typing.
"Oh, this is really a reward for this world." Luo Yi pointed at the screen with interest, "Look, the place where he fell and broke is similar to the place where he smashed the big tortoise? They are both on the forehead near the top of his right eye."
The blogger who edited the video also enlarged the head of the tortoise when he was hit, and compared it with the wound location of the man who was holding his forehead and moaning with blood.
Wang Qiyi remembered the curse he drew in circles after being hit, and was immediately silenced.
What a coincidence, right?
Have you ever opened the mouth of a big bastard?
He quickly touched his closed mouth and rolled his eyes. Did he have some kind of magical power called the ability to speak with ease?
"I want to ask a question." Wang Qiyi turned to Luo Yi and asked: "What kind of professional skills can curse people with just a word or... uh... the kind that follows the words?"
"Spiritual art?" Luo Yi didn't even think about it and replied directly: "There used to be a relatively niche profession called a curse master, which mainly relied on casting spells to deal with enemies or bless friends. But later, I don't know why it became more and more popular. Very few, almost lost.”
"Buddhists who practice closed-mouthed meditation can also achieve the effect of speaking Dharma. Even masters with powerful magic can really shine their tongues into lotus flowers. However, it is difficult to practice closed-mouthed meditation. Even if you succeed in it, you cannot open your mouth casually. It is not good to practice closed-mouthed meditation for decades. Ordinary monks can achieve it if they have perseverance."
He picked up the barbell and continued his great career of pounding iron, and chatted: "I used to be more interested in the art of speech and spirit, but I gave up after understanding it. First, it is very difficult to cultivate, and it has no meaning until it is accomplished; second, it is difficult to master it; After that, I can’t speak easily, I can’t even move my thoughts.”
"For example: When someone makes me unhappy, I may just say 'go to hell' casually. This is very common, right? I just want to vent my emotions. But after practicing the art of speech and spirit, the other person may actually say such casual words. He will die, and he will bear the consequences of the killing."
"I don't think I can keep my mouth shut, and at the same time, I can keep my mind from running wild thoughts. When I see unfair news, I will angrily wonder why the bad guys don't get retribution. Once I master the art of speech and spirit, I will think like this in my heart. Intervene in other people's cause and effect. What if what you see is not the truth and it turns around in a few days? Wouldn't that be harmful to others?"
The muscles on Luo Yi's arms tightened into beautiful lines, and he joked: "It's better to be a demon bear. It's simple and rough. If you don't accept it, I'll hit wherever the captain points."
