The relics of the gods were stimulated by the outside world, and the magical automatic stimulation made Zhang Jiao further to the subtlety of the fantasy species.

And realized that although the three 'Suishi Immortal Gu Zhengshen' are all in charge of the power of cause and effect, there are subtle differences.

Yunxiao Niangniang's ability is to see through people, and the doom that may be suffered in their future destiny.

Qiong Xiao Niangniang is to bring bad luck into the fate of others.

Bixiao Niangniang transferred the bad luck in the fate of the driver to others.

And after Zhang Jiao saw the tragic images of others, he didn't need to look in the mirror at this time to know that he was probably also a ghost who was about to die.

The more critical the point, the more you can get a glimpse of people's true colors.

Zhang Jiao's heart was awe-inspiring but he didn't panic at all, the alarm clock flashed countless thoughts in an instant, and finally blessed Bixiao Niangniang among the three girls in the pit, and in just one and a half breaths, he looked around the audience and transferred his bad luck to others.

Then he walked away quietly.

At first, he maintained a steady pace, walked out of a hundred meters away, slowly accelerated, and slowly turned into a desperate run with all his might, and ran to the gate of the Haijing Extraordinary Association without looking back.

If there is another accident here, it is equivalent to slapping the face of the extraordinary armed people of the entire Luyang country, and even a legendary person has to weigh it before making a move.

Taking such a risk just to kill a rookie like Zhang Jiao is equivalent to bombarding fleas with nuclear weapons, even a madman would not do it.

So no matter what conspiracies and horror traps he encountered, Zhang Jiao had already escaped and was safe.

He knew this, and after stopping, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and thought silently: "Everyone was dying just now, and they didn't even have a trace of survival, and they couldn't accept my doom at all."

Only that Ling Blue Bird has nothing to do, and Bacheng is the murderer.

Transferring the bad luck to him can be regarded as avenging everyone.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, great luck.

I hope that Ling Lan will be affected by my bad luck, and when he harms others, he will also be seriously injured, and he will die together, and he will be my trouble. ”

While thinking, Zhang Jiaobian swiped his face on the electronic lock screen at the door, waited until the side door opened, and walked in quickly.

No matter how large the scale of the non-governmental transcendent organization is, it is impossible to manage it as strictly as the military, but to adopt a relatively mild interest temptation method to entrap its members.

Just like fishing, you have to wait until the fish eats the bait, gets hooked, and is netted into the basket before you can do whatever you want.

Therefore, the so-called report of the Haijing Extraordinary Association is actually the procedure of brushing faces, and the intention is just to fear that the members will be too casual and detached from the influence of the association, so as to increase a little cohesion.

You don't have to really go to a meeting, take a roll call or something, and then you can move freely.

When you enter the gate of the association's residence, you will be greeted by a huge lawn in the shape of a ring.

Floating in the air on the grass are pearls that exude milky white brilliance, serving as a light source.

Under the pearl of the night, countless members of the Extraordinary Association gathered.

Some sat on the mats and drank profligately;

Some sit directly on the floor and talk highly;

Some compete in specially designated fields;

Some took advantage of those extraordinary people who competed in martial arts to start gambling money;

Some even pillow their lover's lap and talk about love idly, in short, there are all kinds of things.

When Zhang Jiao first came, he was taken aback by this kind of scene that was more idle than the public civic square, and even now he is not used to it.

Coupled with something on his mind, he didn't stop for a single step, walked directly across the lawn, left those idlers behind, and entered the main building of the Haijing Transcendent Association.

The underground part of the main building belongs to the administrative control area of the association, and ordinary members are not allowed to enter.

A 3-storey building on the ground floor, including the association's public library, a mission hall, and a free market for stalls to use for a fee.

In addition to the main building, there are two fan-shaped buildings in the wing of the Transcendental Society's residence, which are the food court, the rest room, and the training ground for warriors and monks.

With Zhang Jiao's thoughts, in fact, he was unwilling to reveal his magical ability to break through doom, and he had no intention of getting involved in a conspiracy that killed a double-digit transcendent at once.

But he has already met with Ling Lan, in case Ling Lan is not killed by the misfortune of the transfer, and he has the intention of killing people, Zhang Jiao's future situation will be precarious.

It's better to find a random reason now and take the initiative to spread things out and be more complete.

Therefore, after entering the door, he deliberately showed hesitation, Zhang Jiao started his performance, strolled to the front hall service desk, lingered for a while, and said hesitantly: "Excuse me, is there a big guy in the association now?"

The general support staff of the Haijing Transcendental Association are all ordinary people hired from outside, and working in this environment, having basic respect for the transcendent is the first requirement.

So even if Zhang Jiaoqi is not good-looking, and the words asked are not bullshit, a Peugeot front desk lady still smiled and asked softly: "Dear member, do you have anything to do?"

"That's right. Zhang Jiaozhi said: "I am a person with natural instincts.

On the way to the association residence with a group of more than 10 members of the association just now, I felt that something was wrong with some guys named Ling Lan.

Not to mention the thief's eyebrows, he laughs gloomyly and scary, I'm afraid that I'm going to do something bad, so I want to ask if there are any high-level transcendents and other bigwigs stationed in the association now, and report it. ”

There are many guys with strange abilities among the transcendentals, and the front desk lady did not ignore Zhang Jiao's hysterical suspicion according to common sense, and asked: "Then may I ask the member, are you coming to the specific section of the association that intuitively feels dangerous?"

"I just got off the 'Ding 356' bus and walked for a while. Zhang Jiao said: "I'm just a level 1 martial artist who has just joined the association, and I can only run away when I feel that something is wrong."

I'm afraid the rest of them are in danger now. ”

The front desk lady paused for a moment and confirmed: "Ding No. 356 bus stop, less than 3 kilometers away from the association's station, do you mean that you intuitively feel dangerous on this road?"

"Yes, yes," Zhang Jiao nodded like garlic, "this is the way."

The guy named Ling Lan was tall and thin like a praying mantis, claiming to be a samurai proficient in fine kung fu, and had a dispute with a short, stout middle-aged man who didn't know his name but had a very cheap mouth.

I saw that they were about to fight, so I quickly slipped away while others were watching the excitement. ”

A samurai who has the ability and courage to strike within a 5-kilometer radius of the Haijing Transcendent Association's station, and kill the members of the association without alarming the strong people in the station, how can they attack those pawns who are on the bus.

Coupled with Zhang Jiao's statement that he was a martial artist, not a monk who specialized in cultivating divine souls and had a keen spiritual sense, the front desk lady suddenly had no desire to continue listening, but she still smiled and said, "That's the case."

Well, dear members, the information you provided is very valuable, I will record it and report it to the main station, thank you. ”

"My name is Zhang Jiao, you write it down, and if you need to make a detailed record after the investigation, please notify me immediately. Zhang Jiao nodded.

The front desk lady who forced her face to turn blue with her eyes had to really pick up the phone, call the main station, and report the situation in detail before shouting, "If I have an accident in the future, I must be implicated in this incident."

When the time comes, the Association will have to avenge me. He turned away.

The other members of the Transcendental Society in the antechamber witnessed this, and most of them laughed secretly because of the nervousness shown by Zhang Jiao, and spread the whole thing as a joke.