"Why! Why! Why can you be so strong!? It must be because you have a good background, it must be, I don't accept it, this world is unfair, I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"
The strong body became more and more ferocious as his resentment continued to deepen. Zhao Jin could notice that the flesh and blood in his body was constantly decreasing, and the resentful spirits and Yin Qi were constantly absorbing his essence. His body It will become skinny and skinny at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it will turn into a skeleton-like skin and bones.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, he...he...he is...?"
Da Zhuang's changes frightened Boss Liu again, but he gradually calmed down after Zhao Jin's explanation.
"That's what the devil is saying. It's not a good thing for the Yin evil spirit to enter the body. In addition, this guy's mood is extremely bad and his heart is unbalanced. When the resentment is combined with the Yin evil spirit, he is hopeless."
"Li Ping, send him on his way."
"promise!"
After speaking, Li Ping rushed forward with a gun. Unexpectedly, when the big man saw this, he also rushed towards Li Ping.
"Haha! I won't live long anyway, so you should be buried with me too!"
The toad evil spirit behind Da Zhuang became more powerful and pounced straight on Li Ping.
"Just in time, ha!"
Li Ping thrust out a gun, aiming directly at Da Zhuang's life gate. Unexpectedly, Da Zhuang dodged the fatal shot and pounced on Zhao Jin behind Li Ping.
He knew that with his current strength, it would be difficult to win against Li Ping. He understood the principle of capturing the thief first, and he would capture Zhao Jin first.
"Ah!"
"snort!"
Da Zhuang's operation really made Zhao Jin laugh. Do you think he is easy to bully?
Li Ping was a little annoyed. His carelessness allowed Xiao Xiao to get the opportunity to rush towards his lord. Then he struck out in anger and fired his carbine at Da Zhuang at a faster speed.
"White Mist Fist!"
Looking at the approaching Da Zhuang, Zhao Jin shouted loudly and punched out. Countless white mist quickly filled the area around the fist, making it difficult to see clearly what was true.
"Humph, go to hell!"
Seeing Zhao Jin's attack, Da Zhuang was overjoyed and struck out with one palm. However, before he could hit the opponent, he felt a sharp pain spreading from his back to his chest, making his body stiffen and stop.
Da Zhuang lowered his head with difficulty and looked at the tip of the spear that pierced his chest. He seemed to want to turn his head and take another look at the wielder of the spear, but he was unable to do so because Zhao Jin's punch had already arrived.
"boom!"
"Pfft~~"
The fog gradually dissipated, and Li Ping put away his gun and retreated. Da Zhuang had turned into a withered corpse lying on the ground, his eyes protruding, as if he had endless resentment.
"Um?"
Looking at the strong corpse, something seemed to be wrong in a corner of his arms. He stepped forward and turned it over, and a black cloth bag was pulled out.
"Mr. Zhao, what is this?"
As soon as he opened the package, Boss Liu came over. Zhao Jin ignored him and looked at the broken ancient book in the package.
"Humph, the devil is here!"
As expected, the above is the magic that Da Zhuang obtained for refining residual spirits.
From another perspective, Da Zhuang can be regarded as a gifted person. Ancient books only record an incomplete spirit refining technique. However, Da Zhuang was able to reach the eleventh level with only this incomplete sorcery. It is true. not simple. It's a pity that the mind is not right and the talent is used in the wrong place.
In Zhao Jin's mind, there is no good or bad technique, the key lies in the people. If the person is not good, the skill will also be bad.
"Is this why Da Zhuang became so powerful?"
Boss Liu next to him looked at the ancient book and his eyes lit up. After witnessing the extraordinary battle just now, Boss Liu also felt a desire for that extraordinary technique. What man could not be yearning for it after witnessing such extraordinary means?
That is strength, strength means rights, and rights are the basis for realizing desires.
Zhao Jin could also guess what Boss Liu was thinking. He just wanted this extraordinary skill, but Zhao Jin ignored him.
Of course, he looked down on a small and incomplete evil spell. He gently grasped it with his right hand, and his spiritual energy surged from his palm. The ancient book was torn apart in an instant, and it was broken into pieces.
"Hey, Mr. Zhao, here!"
"Um?"
Seeing Zhao Jin destroying this ancient book, Boss Liu was excited, and he was so anxious that he wanted to stop him, but Zhao Jin glanced at him. Boss Liu calmed down instantly, thinking of Zhao Jin's magical method just now, This is not something he can offend.
"Okay, the haunting in your house is completely over. The female ghosts and the singing sounds are all fake. Only the frog sound is a real supernatural event. Now that the instigator has been solved, there will be no more ghosts in your house. Other questions. There are many toad carcasses buried in the grass in the yard. Find someone to move them out as soon as possible, and remember to bury them in a good place with mountains and water."
"Okay, do you have any other orders?"
After seeing Zhao Jin's strength, Boss Liu did not dare to say a word now, for fear that Zhao Jin would stab him if he was unhappy.
"Find someone to clean up your big body. If it doesn't work, just call the police. A dedicated soul master will handle it. They won't do anything to you. I hate trouble. I know what to say and what not to say." Tell me?"
Zhao Jin glanced at Boss Liu again, who trembled and agreed quickly.
"I know, I know, don't worry, you will never be involved."
Looking at Boss Liu like that, I knew that the other person would be scared out of his wits and would not dare to say anything.
"Also, make money as soon as possible."
After saying that, Zhao Jin ignored him and walked out of the room.
"Okay, walk slowly and I'll see you off!"
Boss Liu quickly followed up, looking like a bitch.
"Alas~~~"
After taking just a few steps, Zhao Jin stopped and looked around the yard. After all, he still couldn't bear it. He sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.
"Namo Amitabha Ye... Duotagadu Night... Duo Diye Him... Amitabhavi..."
After reciting the "Rebirth Mantra" once, Zhao Jin slowly stood up and left the place.
Although he knew that these toads that had been dead for a long time did not have souls at all, and even the remaining souls had been refined by Da Zhuang, and would be of no use even if they were saved, Zhao Jin still did this.
Whether you call him hypocritical or pretentious, it doesn't matter. Zhao Jin just wanted to do this, so he did it.
What a cultivator seeks is the understanding of one thought.
Boss Liu didn't know what Zhao Jin was doing. He only knew that Zhao Jin sitting cross-legged was so sacred, as if he were a Buddha. He was so ashamed that he felt ashamed. Countless thoughts came to him in an instant, and he remembered what he had done before. He also made up his mind to do good deeds and accumulate merit in the future so that he could go straight to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss after death and not go to hell.
Of course, Zhao Jin didn't know this. Even if he did, he might just laugh at himself.
Buddha? Oh, I am afraid that I am far inferior to ordinary Buddhist disciples who practice Buddhism.
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On the other side, in an unknown ancient courtyard in Xinhai City.
What kind of small courtyard is this?
Pavilions, pavilions, ponds, pavilions, and waterside pavilions are reflected in the green pines and cypresses; rockeries, rockeries, bonsai flower beds, wisterias, and green bamboos are all dotted here and there.
It seems that this is a yard that is uniquely loved by spring. When the green buds can only be seen outside the yard, this yard is already mostly spring.
Li Yu has a poem that goes: "The wind returns to the small courtyard and the green is green, and the willow eyes continue to spring." I'm afraid it's not like this.
The night is as cool as water, red candles are swaying in the window, light drizzle is falling outside the window, water drips quietly along the eaves, and the halo of light ripples on the ground, as if a sigh has been left behind.
Suddenly, the candles were blown out in the room, and a pretty figure pushed open the creaking window, hugged her knees and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the scattered rain outside the window.
The faint moonlight outside the courtyard shone through the thick clouds, and it was barely possible to see that the figure was a woman with a graceful figure.
"Wang Wei's lovesickness... so well written..."
The woman murmured half in a daze, half in thought.
"Crunch~~~"
The woman's door was suddenly opened, and a young girl walked in carrying a plate of snacks.
"Ah, Sister Hong, I know you haven't slept yet, are you thinking about Brother Li again?"
"Um."
The woman knew who it was without turning around and agreed lightly.
"Sister Hong, can I light a candle for you?"
"good."
With the dim light of the candle, I could see clearly the woman in red next to the window. She looked no more than twenty years old, with a handsome appearance, and a gentle and virtuous temperament in her lazy movements. She seemed to be a scholar. A lady from a noble family.
"Sister Hong, I made some pastries. Come and try some. Here."
The young girl in a yellow dress took out a small piece of snack and put it on a small plate and handed it to the woman in red. It was obvious that she knew that the other party would definitely not ignore her.
"Okay, our little bird's craftsmanship must be quite good. I just happen to be a little hungry too."
The woman in red took the pastry, put it between her lips and took a bite.
"How's it going? Is it delicious?"
Que'er looked at the woman in red expectantly, waiting for her reply.
"Haha, of course it's delicious!"
"Yeah! As long as Sister Hong likes it!"
After getting the answer she was expecting, Que'er immediately jumped for joy.
"Alas~~~"
After taking another bite, the delicious taste in my mouth became inexplicably bitter when I thought of someone.
"Sister Hong, don't sigh, you... Sigh~~~, I wonder if Brother Li can eat such delicious cakes. Sigh, Brother Li, where are you? Little Queer misses you so much!"
I wanted to persuade the woman in red not to be sad, but unexpectedly she sighed unconsciously.
"It doesn't matter, Qinglang will come back, we will find him, we will definitely..."
The woman in red became more and more determined as she spoke. She seemed to be speaking to Que'er, but she knew exactly who she was speaking to.
"Yes, Brother Li will definitely come back!"
After hearing what the woman in red said, Que'er also responded firmly.
"Okay, Que'er, please bring the cakes to the children and see if they are awake. The children are growing up and are very tired from studying during the day."
"okay!"
Que'er ran out with agility that was typical of a girl of her age.
