After a loud sound, Zhang Wen's nose and face were swollen and tied to his stool, although there was nothing in his mouth to block, he couldn't speak.

Zhang Ling sat on the other side of the dining table and stuffed a cherry tomato into his mouth unhurriedly: "Well, yes, I'm quite good at buying it." ”

Zhang Wen watched others eat all the fruits he had just bought little by little, and thousands of alpacas galloped by in his heart, but he couldn't do anything.

Zhang Ling finished eating the last cherry tomatoes, wiped his mouth with Zhang Wen's napkin, and burped. He threw the napkin on the table, pretending to see Zhang Wen: "Oops, I'm really sorry, I forgot that there is a big living person here." ”

said this, but he was still sitting on the stool, but the sword finger of his right hand was pointed at Zhang Wen's head.

Zhang Wen opened his mouth to scold, but after thinking about it, he definitely couldn't beat the person in front of him, so it was better to admit it first: "Big, uncle, I'm sorry, your sudden intrusion really scared my brother." As long as you don't hurt my life, rest assured, I will never call the police. ”

Zhang Ling was not angry when he heard Zhang Wen call him uncle, but laughed: "Hahaha, interesting." But I don't want to take your money, nor do I want to hurt your name. I have already said that I am the master of Zhang Ling on this day, and I was ordered by the Jade Emperor to go down to the earth to find a way to ban the demon gods, why don't you believe it? Think about whether you were almost killed by an evil obstacle a few days ago, if I hadn't made a move at the high-speed rail station, you would have been someone else's knife a long time ago. ”

Zhang Wen listened to Zhang Ling's words, on the one hand, he was very surprised, because it stands to reason that only he knows these things, and on the other hand, he believes him a little, after all, what he said is indeed what he has experienced, but it is still a little difficult for him to accept that the person in front of him is Zhang Ling.

Seeing that Zhang Wen was still hesitating, Zhang Ling slapped the table and got up, and said in a weird manner: "Oh, believe it or not, anyway, I'll stop here, those monsters, killers, and even zombie ghosts will definitely come back to you." Hey, it's a good life to be lost, it's a pity, tsk. ”

After Zhang Ling finished speaking, he pretended to go out, Zhang Wen was at a loss in his heart after listening to it, and hurriedly stopped Zhang Ling: "Uncle, no, Zhang Tianshi, this disaster was caused by you, you can't just leave." I've been listening to you for a while, this disaster is caused by you, how can you be a master for a day and not save you?"

Zhang Ling saw that Zhang Wen had won the plan, and pretended not to care and said: "Oh, because of me? Who can prove it? Who will believe it? If you die, no one will know about it." ”

Seeing Zhang Wen's expression of eating, Zhang Ling rolled his eyes, pinched his fingers, and said in a mysterious manner: "Ahhh Alas, eat whatever you want, kid. ”

Zhang Wenyi, a little reporter, how could he play with the Heavenly Master who became an immortal, he hurriedly asked Zhang Ling for help: "Zhang Tianshi, you don't care about villains, I really treated you as a thief when I beat you, so this matter is over." Please, save my life. ”

Zhang Ling stroked his beard and said, "Well, I like this attitude." In this way, I give you two options. The first one is that you hurry up and enjoy the fun of life, I look at the time, you have four hours left. In these four hours, you will play on the ground, and when you have had enough, you will go home, wash and dress, and wait for the demons and monsters to come to your door. ”

Zhang Wen was willing to agree, and Zhang Ling said: "This second one is that I was wronged a little and accepted you as an apprentice." I shouldn't have intervened in this human strife, but since you and I met, it was fate, but I don't think you want to be my apprentice, right?"

Zhang Wen obviously jumped into the big pit dug by Zhang Ling and couldn't climb out, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Master, you are my master, what do I refuse to do if you are my master for one day? Master, you untie me, and I will apprentice." ”

In fact, Zhang Ling really had no intention of accepting apprentices, but in the process of going down to earth, he was accidentally poisoned by the demon god's henchman Youling.

This poison is not fatal, but it will devour the mana and cultivation of the poisoned person little by little, even if the Heavenly Master is poisoned, if it is not dealt with, it will eventually disappear everyone.

In order to preserve part of his strength, Zhang Ling refined his Yuan Shen into two parts, one part of which was Zhang Wen's body.

This part is not poisonous, but it cannot be maintained in a fighting state for a long time, and a long period of mana consumption will definitely cause permanent damage to some of the primordial gods.

And the other part, although poisonous, can remain in combat state for a long time, as long as it still has mana and cultivation, it can remain in combat state.

Zhang Ling didn't want to be like "Ultraman" for three minutes every time he appeared, and the red light would turn on as soon as the time was up, so he could only teach Zhang Wen some basic Taoist techniques so that Zhang Wen could deal with some minor threats by himself.

This part of Zhang Ling's primordial spirit is attached to Zhang Wen's body, and the spiritual root also falls on Zhang Wen's body, so he must ensure the safety of Zhang Wen's "life and property".

Once Zhang Wen dies, his spiritual root will also be destroyed, and at that time, it will be impossible for him to maintain his human form, let alone complete the mission of the Jade Emperor and save the Heavenly Court from the catastrophe.

Zhang Ling pinched his left hand, and stretched out the palm of his right hand upward: "Come." ”

The golden rope that tied Zhang Wen twisted as if it was alive and flew straight into Zhang Ling's palm. Zhang Wen saw that he could move, so he was busy kneeling down to worship his master.

Zhang Ling stopped him: "Slow! How can the Heavenly Master personally accept such a big matter of apprentices as casually? I'll make a list for you, and you go and buy me all the things listed on it according to this list." ”

Zhang Wen took the order, put on his shoes and went out.

As soon as Zhang Wen closed the door, Zhang Ling fell to the ground with a stumble, panting: The mana of this part of the Yuan Shen is still too little, and it is so difficult to even maintain the most basic god form, I have to quickly teach this kid some Dao Fa, and let him help me find another part of the Yuan Shen as soon as possible.

Zhang Wen went out and glanced at the list listed by Zhang Ling, which was neatly written in simplified Chinese characters: one statue of Zhang Ling, one portrait of Zhang Ling, one portrait of Sanqing, five knives on yellow table paper, three peachwood swords, two ink fountains, three sets of five emperor coins, and two gossip mirrors.

In addition to these, there are also some miscellaneous items such as oil lamps, cinnabar, brushes, inkstones, ink blocks, etc.

He smiled bitterly twice and walked towards a nearby Buddhist supply store.

When he came out of the store, Zhang Wen's heart was about to break into pieces, and these things cost him two thousand yuan, which was close to half a month's salary.

He was walking back with his cloth bag when the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated twice. He put the cloth bag on the ground first, moved his right hand that was carrying something sore, and then took out his mobile phone with his left hand, opened the WeChat chat, and the message was sent by Yimeng.

Zhang Wen wanted to stand there and chat with Yimeng, but he was afraid that the goods at home would be in a hurry, so he picked up the cloth bag and walked home while chatting with Yimeng.

Through this simple conversation, Zhang Wen learned that Yimeng's real name is Zhao Mengshu, a sophomore at Hong'an University of Finance and Economics.

She said that since she and her roommate went to the back mountain of school, her roommate seemed to be a different person, as if she was entangled in something, and hoped that Zhang Wen could take the time to go over and take a look.

Of course, Zhang Wen also told Zhao Mengshu his name, and agreed to her request, and did not forget to comfort her a few words.

The Buddhist supplies store is not far from Zhang Wen's house, so the two chatted in a hurry. After speaking, Zhang Wen arrived home.

When Zhang Wen arrived home, he found that Zhang Ling had already cleaned up his dining table.

Zhang Ling stepped forward and opened the bag, took out the neatly folded yellow satin tablecloth, spread it on the table, and then took out his statue, kissed it, and put it in the center of the far end of the table...... Finally, he put a fold on the table.

Zhang Ling called Zhang Wen to his side and asked him to stand up, while he walked to the altar that had been set up: "Get up the altar!"

He pinched his three clear fingers in his hand, stepped on the gang, and read in his mouth: "Yuqing Su, Dafa Fenling, Yuan Gang Liuyan, Xingzhu Crown Zhou, urgent as a law!"

Then, he took three more sticks of incense and respectfully inserted them into the incense burner. Then he pinched his fingers three times, inserted his hand into the water bowl and dipped it, and flicked the water on his hand to Zhang Wen's body.

"Kneel!" Zhang Ling gave an order, and Zhang Wen immediately knelt in front of the altar.

Zhang Ling picked up the wooden sword and waved it a few times in the air: "The fragrance is heavy and should be dry, the fragrance is burning through the gate of heaven, the golden bird is running like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit is as bright as a wheel." Nanchen Beidou is full of skylight, colorful clouds are noisy, the crape myrtle palace opens a temple, and the Taoyuan jade girl invites the gods. Thousands of miles of incense gods, flying clouds and horses coming, please the three benefactors of the altar, the holy King Kong all the venerables. Xuantian Zhenwu General, the Five Emperors of the Five Directions are like clouds, the two great sages of Xiangshan Snow Mountain, and the Jin Zha Muzha Nezha Lang. Help the boy to instruct, and the disciple will worship and invite. The Divine Soldier is as urgent as the law!"

After summoning the gods, Zhang Ling opened the fold and wrote Zhang Wen's name and birth date on the fold: "Zhang Ling, the teacher of the day, and the disciple Zhang Wen on the table!"

He put down the fold and lifted it in the air with his sword finger, and the fold stood on the altar.

"Incense!" Zhang Ling took out three sticks of incense and lit them, and handed them to the kneeling Zhang Wen, who respectfully inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner: "Disciple Zhang Wen incense!"

Zhang Ling glanced at Zhang Wen, and said in his heart that this was the worst incense.

Then, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and stuffed it to Zhang Wen, and he shouted loudly: "Disciple Zhang Wen recites the "Sutra of Saving People"!"

Zhang Wen opened the paper and read it according to the content on the paper: "Lingbao Tianzun narrated that Yuan Shi Tianzun was in the first blue sky...... Ominous. ”

After Zhang Wen finished reciting the scriptures, Zhang Ling turned around and faced the altar again, stretched out his hands, closed the fold standing on the table, pinched it up with the sword fingers of both hands, and turned around again, before turning around, folding it to Zhang Wen with both hands and saying: "Zhang Ling, the teacher of the day, is now teaching the "Taishang Sanwu Gong Sutra" to the disciple Zhang Wen!"

Zhang Wen took the fold with both hands, and there was no other reaction.

Zhang Ling was about to die of sorrow, he retreated to the side and shouted: "Bow your head, thank you for the Supreme Enlightenment of the Yuqing Holy Realm!" Zhang Wen listened to Zhang Ling's words and kowtowed.

"Second kowtow, thank you to the Upper Halal Realm Yuchen Dao Jun Lingbao Tianzun!" Zhang Wen kowtowed again.

"Three kowtows, thank you Wanjiao Mixed Yuan Sect Leader Taishang Laojun Daode Tianzun!" Zhang Wen kowtowed again.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ling walked in front of Zhang Wen: "Worship the master and respect Zhang Ling for a day!" Zhang Wen kowtowed and looked at Zhang Ling.

This apprenticeship should have been converted three times and worshipped nine times, but Zhang Ling saw that Zhang Wen didn't understand anything, so he didn't pursue it.

In fact, as long as Zhang Ling allows, all these ceremonies can be omitted, but after all, "life must have a sense of ritual", and more importantly, Zhang Ling wants to make Zhang Wen aware - he is no longer an ordinary person, but a disciple of Zhang Ling, the founder of Zhengyi Sect, Zhang Ling wants him to realize that after the ceremony, he will have to shoulder the responsibility that a cultivator should bear, so Zhang Ling arranged this conferral ceremony for Zhang Wen.

In the middle of the night that day, Wang Bin, the captain of the Donggang Detachment of the Hong'an City Criminal Investigation Detachment, appeared alone in the community where Xu Xiujie's body was found.

When he came to Xu Xiujie's "first crime scene", he squatted down, took off his sunglasses, and stared at the place where the body was found, where there seemed to be some dark green evil qi.

He stretched out his right hand again, felt the faint green evil qi, and nodded, he confirmed that this evil qi was the same as what he felt on Zhou Yu's body and mobile phone.

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind Wang Bin, and Wang Bin turned around and shouted, "What person!?"