Mr. Tan can catch the bullet with his bare hands, which is something I could never have imagined.

Even if he relies on his body to block it, then I can understand it better, after all, some gentlemen can rely on injustice to rush and temporarily make themselves invulnerable.

That weird state is basically the same as being rushed by an evil ghost, you can't cut into the flesh with a knife, and it's understandable that you can resist bullets.

Don't think I'm joking, this situation is really common, as long as you have a little strength to rush into people's injustices, you can do this.

But that's just something to resist, Mr. Tan is grabbing bullets with his bare hands, and his reaction speed is heavenly!

"Wasted another talisman on me."

Mr. Tan sighed and said, clenching his fists with a helpless expression.

His right hand that caught the bullet looked different from usual, and wisps of black meridians appeared on the back of his hand and arm, which were extremely conspicuous.

I don't know what kind of magic he used, but from what I've learned, and the stories I've heard, it seems that no orthodox Taoist technique can do this.

Maybe that's what the blind boss said.

From a certain point of view, the spells handed down by the ancestor are indeed not as practical as those created by some gentlemen.

Master Zu has never advocated blasphemy and ghostly things, so the first batch of Taoist techniques that appeared were 100% of them for the benefit of others and self-interest, or the benefits of others and not necessarily self-interest.

Borrowing the power of injustice to strengthen one's own strength, these things belong to the side door, and they are also the results of a little research by future generations.

Although these are not the oldest batch of "goods", their practicality is far stronger than the first batch of Taoist techniques that have been handed down.

Isn't it awesome enough to lead a wrongful person to be invulnerable?

When I was learning the spell of washing grievances, I deliberately learned a few more of these practical techniques, but I didn't dare to use them casually until now.

If you want to act with the power of injustice, you must first have two necessary conditions.

The first is to find the right grievance and negotiate with it, so as to avoid accidents after rushing.

There are many kinds of accidents, such as rushing your body, and then taking the opportunity to do bad things and kill people, or losing your temper, not doing business, and unloading "yourself" body just to disgust you.

When your soul comes back or awakens, you'll have to cry.

Let people do me a favor, but they don't help, they have less hands, do you say you cry or not?

What I have said is only the first necessary condition for injustice, and the second condition is the strength of one's own state.

If the body of the gentleman with the help of the power of injustice is too weak, then after the injustice leaves the body of the gentleman, the gentleman who was rushed through the nine caves by the ghost will be seriously ill, or even die, and this kind of thing has not happened in history.

Of course, the vast majority of capable gentlemen can basically guarantee these two necessary conditions, even if it is one short, they do not dare to risk their lives.

But even so, there are still few gentlemen who dare to use these tricks casually.

I'm an example.

It is taboo to blaspheme gods and ghosts, and it is unruly to use the power of yin spirits to do things for the yang people.

The blind boss once reminded me not to mess around and to follow the rules.

"If there are no side effects of inviting ghosts, then you say, why don't the current gentlemen like to use this trick?" When the blind boss said this, his expression was very sarcastic, probably because he thought that my idea of asking ghosts to help with errands was too stupid: "Yang people have the way of Yang people, and the unjust have the way of injustice, it is not a good habit to pull a wrong hand, if you invite a ghost a few more times, you will probably not live to be forty years old." ”

After telling me this, the blind boss also gloated and laughed: "Let the unjust help, and let the unjust help the body, are completely two concepts, one is that it is possible to lose life, and the other is that there is a chance that it will be broken, you kid still thinks beautifully, invulnerability is really awesome, but if there are no side effects, the country doesn't need so many people to go to the battlefield when it fights, just let the gentleman in our line go up and block the gun's hole!" ”

After talking to the blind boss about this, I didn't have a good impression of the so-called invulnerability and ghost upper body, and I was completely in a state of respect.

Unless it's a matter of life and death, otherwise, I won't use this trick when I die.

"Mr. Tan, are you inviting a ghost to come up?" I squinted my eyes and stared at Mr. Tan's hand covered with black meridians.

"Not really." Mr. Tan smiled: "Let Brother Yuan see and smile." ”

"Good skills, why don't I treat you to a meal, and you teach me?" I laughed.

"Okay, it's not me who blows Brother Yuan, if you join our Life Sect, I will definitely be able to let my master accept you." Mr. Tan sighed and said, "He thinks that my apprentice is not suitable, and plans to accept another one, I think you are very good." ”

"You mean you want me to be your junior brother?" I asked.

"Uh-huh!" Mr. Tan nodded seriously and looked at me expectantly: "I just want to have a junior brother for me to bully every day!" ”

"Huh" I grinned and scratched my body, only to feel panicked: "Can we not sell cute?" I'm afraid that you will sell and sell to hook up my addiction, and after a while I will show my cute side, I am afraid that you will not be able to stand it. ”

"Mr. Tan, isn't it time to get down to business?"

Song Wuzhi frowned, looked at us with a solemn face, and reminded Mr. Tan: "Late will change." ”

"Oh yes!" Mr. Tan patted his head and suddenly said, "I almost forgot about business." ”

Hearing this, all of us present looked at him with black lines.

"I'm here to rob!" Mr. Tan said with a smile, it is estimated that he is addicted to selling cuteness, and he can't hold back his strength all of a sudden.

"This baby is not robbed." I replied without hesitation.

"You can't do it if you don't give it." Mr. Tan's smile suddenly became weird, and he raised his hand and pointed at the yellow mud next to us: "Give you a chance, hand over the things yourself, or I'll really grab it." ”

I didn't think much of it at the time, and looked in the direction that Mr. Tan was pointing.

At this glance, my face suddenly turned ugly.

On the yellow clay ground that Mr. Tan was referring to, there were adult footprints, all of which were left barefoot.

Each footprint is very deep, about two or three centimeters deep.

When we looked at these footprints, on the loess in front of these footprints, another footprint suddenly appeared, as if a transparent person was walking there.

The footprint appeared quickly, and without making any sound, it felt that the loess had sunk for a moment, and there was this footprint in an instant.

In less than two seconds, half a meter in front of this footprint, another footprint appeared.

I watched this scene and couldn't help but grit my teeth.

"The surname is Tan, are you determined to win?" I asked.

"That's for sure, if I go back empty-handed like this, the people in the sect won't laugh at me?" Mr. Tan looked at me very innocently, as if he was coquettish: "Brother Yuan! You can hand over the jade pine and the black water sin to me! At least you let my brother and I go back on a good errand! ”

At this time, Mr. Tan saw that Zhao Qingluan and the others had a tendency to shoot again, so he reminded them: "I won't worry about what happened to you just now, but now whoever shoots will die, I don't believe you can try." ”

"Who are you scaring about?!" Zhao Qingluan was a little anxious.

"Xiao Zhao! Little San'er! You two put your guns down first! I shouted, my expression a little complicated: "Damn, I really can't stop him now, there's no need to play with him." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Tan's eyes lit up: "Brother Yuan, have you agreed to my request?" ”

"Well, but I have to ask you first, what are you doing with the Black Water Sin back?" I asked as I looked at him intently.

"I can't say that." Mr. Tan shrugged.

Shen Han didn't speak all the time, but at this time, she couldn't help but ask me.

"You're not really going to give it to him, are you?"

"The current situation is very unfavorable to us, just give it to him, and grab it back later." I shook my head, turned around and walked towards our car.

Shen Han didn't speak again, but Zhao Qingluan and the others were still persuading me.

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing?! If only they had been given! Where do we put our faces?! ”

"Yes! Brother Yuan, you come back first."

When Zhao Qingluan and the others were about to come up and grab me, Mr. Tan seemed to think of something and shouted violently.

"Stop him!!"