Chapter 47: The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson

The old Taoist priest left the simple courtyard that did not talk like a small courtyard, and returned to the bustling street, he didn't seem to have the habit of taking a taxi, he liked to walk, there were many people on the street during this time period, there were more young and beautiful girls, there was no shortage of beautiful women in the city of Huating, some people opened their legs and became prosperous and rich, and some people opened their legs but could only fall into the dust, but Rao is like this, every year there are still countless young girls who come in one after another, take root, sprout, and then look at the dirty or rich around them, gradually adapt, and become numb.

Zen is a great Zen, the Tao is also the avenue, but the two systems have their own views, the way of heaven is ethereal, itself is a big proposition without a clear answer, how to say it makes sense, the old Taoist priest has never read a Taoist classic in his life, but his apprentice Huangfu Lingxi did not dare to say that he is not a Taoist, which is the same as the old Taoist admires his apprentice can Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation, admire, but not envious. Everyone has their own way of living, and it took him nearly eighty years to come to the simplest truth: this is a world without immortals, and living a lifetime, being chic and comfortable, and having a clear conscience is the most suitable way for human beings.

He took the dust and walked in the crowd, quiet, which can be regarded as a kind of realm, but now there are fewer apprentices around him, and he is alone, and the attraction is obviously much smaller, and even many people on the street will walk over, I don't know what emotion, deliberately bump into him.

The old Taoist priest swayed, and didn't mind, as if walking aimlessly along the street, this old guy was really a superb, he deliberately made an inner pocket in the Taoist robe, and all the money was packed in it, and he was not afraid of encountering thieves, and even sneakily touched every two minutes, and only continued to act after making sure that the money in his pocket was not less.

The old Taoist priest touched his pocket as usual, and then his arm suddenly stiffened, and finally remembered what was the thing he seemed to have forgotten after coming out of the small courtyard, he hesitated, or did not go back, but an old face was full of sighs and resentment: "Now the young man, the cheeks are also thicker, my old man counted a hexagram for people, and said in advance that he would collect two hundred, I really forgot, how could he deliberately forget?" ”

It's just that before he finished sighing, his eyes were attracted by a plump young woman wearing tight jeans and tightly wrapping her buttocks in front of him, the old Taoist squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes all fell on the other party's slightly swaying buttocks, and followed the other party for five or six minutes, as if he was tired of seeing, he put down the snow-white dust in his hand, and said to himself: "It's really big." ”

Didn't go directly to the train station to return to the Taoist temple in Mukden.

I didn't go to the bottom of the overpass to tell my fortune, and I didn't find a pink hair salon to rush over like I would.

Walking for nearly three hours, entering the city center from Pudong, it was almost 12 o'clock in the morning, and the old Taoist priest who walked all the way was like a nervous disorder and muttered to himself all the way finally stopped in front of a small but extraordinarily heavy building, looked at the four words of the brilliant building that flickered in the light, and said quietly: "The moon is dark and the wind is high." ”――

Wang Qiang and Li Chao are the security guards of the Brilliant Building, of course, this is just the name of the outside world, and it is also their only legal job, these days, although it is disgraceful to be a security guard, it is much better to say that it is better than a gangster, and the entire Huating, how many companies can pay tens of thousands of salaries to security guards a month?

Wang Qiang sat in the duty room behind the gate, his eyes were withdrawn from the love action movie on the computer, he looked at Li Chao who was dozing off beside him, and scolded with a smile: ", this is empty?" Just dozed off at work, a girl can't wait, the next time you take you to fly, then you have to fall on the bed? Hurry up, stay up until six o'clock, and go home and sleep as much as you want. ”

Li Qiang is a very thin young man, about 1.7 meters tall, like a drug addict, thin and almost sickly, sitting with the slightly chubby Wang Qiang, looking a little funny, hearing the reprimand of his companions, he opened his eyes and scanned the computer for a wonderful little movie, lowered his head again, and sighed: "It's really boring, people are more popular than people, our brothers go to the scoop, we can only play those girls who make people play rotten, to have no face, to have no figure, to be seen by the police, and to go in for one night." Have you seen the company's general manager Lan, it is Lan Tianyu. I've seen it a few times, look at people, every time the woman is called a beautiful, it's not the same, the secretary is every two months, that's life, when can our brothers get out of the mix? ”

"Why don't you say Elder Yan? He is much more advanced than Lan Tianyu. ”

Wang Qiang didn't have a good airway, he didn't seem to care, but he was a little unbalanced in his heart, closed the window on the screen that was very tempting to sit and undress, and laughed at himself: "It's all fate, we are good." The outside world knows that it is the underworld that works in Brilliant Company, and when you go out, you see those little gangsters, who are all treated as big brothers, so you should be content. Except for those company employees who are acting like this, there are at least a few hundred people who have nothing to do during the day, and even now, there are dozens of people playing cards and drinking and playing with women inside, those are what Lan Tianyu and Yan Lao value, when can we live on it, even if we get out. ”

"Give me a chance, even if I want to give my wife and children to others, I'm willing."

Li Chao said depressedly, took out a cigarette and lit one, and seemed to be much better mentally.

"Me too." Wang Qiang smiled, but there was some bitterness in his smile, when the big people were thinking about climbing up and going further, the little people were also struggling, they didn't even have ambitions, they just wanted to live a better life, but if even their wives and children were willing to sell, how was it different from animals?

"Someone's coming."

Li Chao's eyes narrowed and said softly. At this time, no one should come over, and the outside door is locked, so if you don't greet yourself, others shouldn't be able to enter.

But now someone appeared in the building, dressed in extremely loose clothes, holding a whip-like thing in his hand, which seemed to be swaying slightly.

He stood in the dark building, revealing only one figure, which looked extremely strange.

"Go out and have a look."

Wang Qiang said in a deep voice, picked up the baton, walked out of the guardhouse with Li Chao, coughed, echoed, and the voice-activated lights on the first floor of the building also turned on instantly.

Wang Qiang and Li Chao were a little stunned, in front of them, an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe holding a snow-white whisk stood with a smile, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, fairy wind and bones, indescribably chic and elegant.

What are these characters doing here? Fortune teller?

Wang Qiang and Li Chao glanced at each other, and Li Chao, who was very bold and inversely proportional, glared at him, and scolded and said, "Old Zamao, how the did you get in?" I'll count to three, you hurry up and get out of here, get out of here,, come here to cheat and cheat, and don't look at what kind of place this is. One. Two..."

The old Taoist priest stood motionless in front of the two of them, but his smile became more and more obvious and calm.

"Three."

The grumpy Li Qiang counted three and was about to do it immediately, but at this time, the old Taoist priest also spoke softly and said with a smile: "If you go out from here now and break off the relationship with the Brilliant Mansion, I won't kill you, how about it?" ”

It's really nice to talk and discuss.

At this time, even Wang Qiang, who was surnamed calmly, laughed and said meanly: "Old dog, what are you?" Pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare us? It's illegal to kill someone, you know it, you have the ability to try it? ”

"Try a fart, give a shameless old thing, when I'm in a bad mood, even my dad slaps me, can you expect me to respect the old and love the young? Die. ”

Li Chao yelled impatiently, took the baton in his hand, and ran over directly.

The old Taoist priest remained motionless, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to approach, and when he saw that the baton in Li Chao's hand was raised above his head, and he was about to greet his head, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally made a move.

The moves are simple.

But Wang Qiang, who was watching from the sidelines, instantly had a numb scalp, and his face was pale and bloodless.

The old Taoist priest just took a step forward slightly, and the soft whisk in his hand stretched forward, and then the front end of the whisk in his hand was as soft as his hair, and the whisk instantly became straight.

Like a knife!

There was no fancy, and a move stabbed into Li Chao's chest.

The soft dust of the long hair of a hesitant woman tied into a bundle of animal hair and hemp and other materials turned into an unusually sharp sword at this time, piercing into Li Chao's chest, and then pulling it out, Li Chao, who was thin but explosive, flew out directly backwards and died on the spot.

Form and meaning are combined, meaning and qi are combined, and qi and spirit are combined.

It's just one move, but it's otherworldly!

Wang Qiang's heart and gall were broken, and he looked at the old Taoist priest whose momentum suddenly changed to murderous aura, and subconsciously turned around and ran.

"Brush."

A red light flickered, almost moving in unison with the figure of the old Taoist priest, and the speed was amazing.

The snow-white whisk was stained with blood, and it did not soften in the slightest, but became more and more firm and sharp, and was thrown out by the old Taoist priest, and instantly pierced into Wang Qiang's body.

The momentum doesn't stop!

The dust pierced into the flesh, the force did not decrease, and he continued to move forward, directly stabbing Wang Qiang's body in half, sinking from the back, and flying out directly in the chest.

The old Taoist priest's body arrived at Wang Qiang's side at the same time, stretched out his hand and gently held the bloody artistic conception that turned into an evil red whisk, without looking at Wang Qiang, his face was flat, he went straight upstairs, and muttered to himself: "The dogs of the Qin family dare to be so arrogant, the godfather of bullshit, this time it is regarded as collecting some interest, giving that kid a momentum, this game of chess, should have lived a long time ago." ”

Go up to the second floor.

The lights on the second floor are on, and there is a lot of chaos.

It didn't last long, but it disappeared completely.

Then the lights on the third floor came on.

Fourth floor.

Fifth floor.

In less than half an hour, an old Taoist priest with a Taoist robe completely stained red with blood appeared in a large office on the ninth floor, looked at a middle-aged man who was calm and calm, and said indifferently: "This is Yan Guotao's base camp, right?" ”

The middle-aged man almost cried, facing this killing god, he didn't have the slightest idea of resisting, nodded slightly, wanted to calm down, but his tone unconsciously began to tremble: "Who is the Taoist?"

The old Taoist priest still looked smiling, the dust like a sword in his hand had completely softened, and the beast hair on it had been dyed blood-red, and it was attached to his arm again, he squinted at a pair of old eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and said indifferently: "Lu Xuanfeng of the Xuanhuang Xuanzi generation of heaven and earth is you, right?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, as if he had mentioned the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, and he had a lot of confidence in his heart, so he sat up straight, planning to talk to the old Taoist priest about the conditions.

He does not lack money, and he also has power.

There are even more women.

As long as this old Taoist priest can prescribe the conditions, he can almost meet them.

It's just that the other party didn't give him a chance to negotiate, and the old Taoist priest got an answer, nodded slightly, just said a good word, and then shook the dust in his hand.

Soft, blood-soaked fur wrapped around his neck for a moment.

The old Taoist priest's face was cold, and his palm shook slightly, seemingly without force, but Lu Xuanfeng, one of the four generals under Yan Guotao, who represented the Xuanzi, flew up directly.

"Whoa!"

The tall floor-to-ceiling windows shattered, and he flew out.

At that moment, Lu Xuanfeng heard the old Taoist priest speak again.

"My name is the Shroud of the King."

Boom!

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, after Huang Yunhao, Lu Xuanfeng, who represents the Xuanzi, followed in his footsteps, and his bones were shattered!

The godfather who dominates the underground society in the delta is afraid that his vitality will be greatly damaged this time.

Wang Shushu straightened out the Taoist robe on his body, walked to the broken floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the moonlight in the sky, and said with a light smile: "It's really a good weather." ”