I took out a large coin and a sealed kraft paper envelope and handed them to Liu Aijun.
The big coin is Qianlong Tongbao, yellow and clear, in good condition and beautifully packaged.
Liu Aijun didn't look at it, he just rubbed the big money with the pads of his fingers and said: "There is an injury after spending money on the back of a dragon and a phoenix, uh... not an injury?"
"You go to Malaysia first, then go to Hong Kong, and give this money and the envelope to the person written on the cover. The guy who comes back to Jincheng is your own, but don't use the old blue and white face."
Liu Aijun swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "Serial extermination? Do you want to form a Tongtian Bureau?"
"Don't scare yourself by making blind guesses."
I flicked the tea cup in front of him.
A small black snake the size of a finger suddenly appeared in the clear yellow tea.
Liu Aijun was so frightened that he leaned back and touched his neck, with a look of panic on his face.
It fits his current status as an old country farmer with little knowledge.
This is the real master.
Even in front of people who know the truth, he still pretends not to show off.
"If we really want to form a Tongtian bureau, I will show myself as a god. It will be easy to reach Tongtian. Do you still need me?"
"I'm making you laugh. I don't have much courage. I've been in the industry for thirteen years, and I've only been doing small jobs. I don't mess with the three mountains. I haven't seen the big world. In my first training at the beginning, I had to kneel under the word "greed" for three days."
"In three months, I will be one of the most famous men in Jincheng. You can set up a game and set up a net within half a year at most after you come back. Then we will mount up and go our separate ways without seeing each other. If I sprain my foot, you can decide the rest of the game." , this money is yours too.”
Liu Aijun bowed, said no more, left the red and white woven bag, stood up and left.
I went out to see him off, and when I turned around, I saw a mouse standing in the middle of the yard, staring straight at me with red eyes.
I stepped on the threshold with my feet and it didn't move at all, but there was loose soil on the edge.
I narrowed my eyes and stared at the bold red-eyed rat.
This should be the last one.
Can be killed but not kept.
The red-eyed mouse suddenly fell to the ground, rolled twice, and fled crookedly toward the wall with its four legs dangling.
I calmly returned to the consulting room, put incense on the incense burner on the window sill, opened the window a crack so that the cigarettes could disperse into the courtyard, picked up a big coin, threw it up and pressed it on the back of my hand.
flower.
I threw it again.
Still a flower.
I held the big money and thought about it for a while, then buried it in the incense burner and returned to the yard.
In the corner, the red-eyed mouse was lying on its belly, its legs twitching slightly.
I picked up the mouse and took a few corn poles piled at the head of the room. I went back into the house and made a mouse out of the corn poles on the kitchen floor. I cut off the head and limbs of the real mouse and inserted them into the corn poles. At the corresponding position of the mouse, another talisman was drawn with rat blood. On the back of the talisman paper, write the words "If anything happens, go back quickly." Inside, he put it in front of the incense burner and took a piece of leftover pig head meat and placed it in front of him.
This is the Yunyao technique among the Thirty-Six Techniques of Cultivating Weapons and Hidden Gods.
The normal practice is to keep a pet for three years, then hang it with your own hands, set up an altar to worship it during the day, and sleep with the corpse at night. After seven or forty-nine days, you can behead and skin the dead pet by chanting a curse, and you can enslave the ghost of the dead pet.
But I didn't plan to raise ghosts for a long time, and I needed the rats raised from the corpse of the living elixir, so I combined the transformation technique of puppet control to temporarily make such a dead rat ghost.
It can only be used once, but it's enough.
After doing all this, I called Zhang Baoshan and started writing big characters in the evening class as usual.
I specially chose Taishang Laojun to say that the Chang Qingjing Sutra is coming.
This sutra was taught to me by Sister Miao when I was just learning to cultivate my Qi with big characters.
She said that my heart was unfair, that I had too much hidden evil intentions, and that my emotions would fluctuate when I was agitated. She told me to practice this Qing Jing Sutra to calm down my mind whenever my heart was not calm and uneven.
When I first started writing, my thoughts and emotions were a little chaotic. But when I wrote "When people can always be peaceful, everything in heaven and earth will return", I had completely calmed down. Then I wrote "Looking at the heart inside, people have no other heart; outside the shape, the shape is the same." "It has no shape." My heart became calmer than ice, and I wrote extremely smoothly and steadily. Along the way, the frame structure was thick and rigorous, and it seemed to be that it seemed to exceed the original upper limit of word count.
Suddenly the roar of a car sounded outside the yard.
This was followed by a loud bang.
But the courtyard door was knocked down.
The car rushed straight into the courtyard.
I just happened to write "so quiet, gradually entering the true Tao". When I heard this voice, the last stroke of the word "Tao" was not closed, and the sharpness was extended, like a long sword that kills a horse, full of murderous intent.
Chaotic footsteps sounded, rushing straight to the door. With a loud bang, the door was kicked open heavily.
A man in a gray down jacket rushed in. When he saw me, without saying a word, he raised his hand and fired three shots in a row.
I stood still, sighed, and put the brush on the pen holder.
All three shots missed.
The man was startled, probably because he didn't expect to miss him at such a close range.
Four more men rushed in behind him. They were all in their thirties and forties, with ordinary looks but fierce eyes. Each of them was holding an old black star in their hands. They rushed in without saying a word and raised their guns to shoot at the same time.
The man who rushed in first was caught off guard, and his back was beaten like a sieve. He fell to the ground on the spot and couldn't even make a sound.
"Zhou, let me make it clear to you." One of the men with a white linen band around his forehead stepped on the accomplice they knocked down and said viciously, "My name is Lu Desheng, and you used fake meat to kill me. My whole family, today I am here to kill you for revenge, remember my name when you get down there!"
After saying that, Pang Pang Pong shot the accomplice in the head three more times.
After the fight, he simply shouted "Retreat", took the lead and ran out. After running a few steps, he looked back and said to me: "What are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!"
The trick is not new, just easy to use.
For ordinary people who are defenseless, mind control is a divine and demonic method, and they can be tricked without even realizing it.
The cup of tea you poured into my room was not for nothing.
I responded, put on my coat, and patted my pocket lightly.
The mouse standing in front of the incense burner stood up, took a bite of the pig's head meat, jumped slightly, and jumped into my pocket.
After leaving the room, I saw a Grand Cherokee parked in the yard with the engine turned off.
The four people who came out first were running around the car, but they refused to get in.
Lu Desheng ran two laps, then turned to glare at me, "Let's go, wait to die!"
I threw a cigarette into my mouth, lit it and took two puffs, then stepped forward and opened the door.
The four of them piled into the car.
Lu Desheng drove the car himself, sat in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel, and looked forward, his eyes widened.
I sat in the passenger seat, lit a cigarette for Lu Desheng, lit it for him, and then lighted the cigarettes for the three people behind me, and then said, "This guy doesn't have much ability. He was killed in just a few shots. Is this too much?"
Lu Desheng glared at me and said, "You know what the heck, this kid is secretive, otherwise Mr. Shao wouldn't have fallen for his trick and been dragged away by Lei Zi. Otherwise, Master Jiang wouldn't have repeated this before coming here. He told us not to step on the spot, not to test, but to come directly to him. He didn’t say anything when he entered the door, and he immediately opened fire, just to avoid us falling into his dirty tricks. This time it went so smoothly thanks to Master Jiang’s guidance. After we returned, we were all in trouble. Obediently listen to Master Jiang's arrangements and do whatever you want, don't try to commit suicide!"
