Chapter 283: Internal Poison
Liu Tong's breath was slightly confused, and then he said unconvinced: "When I was a policeman in Lu Yang, I practiced martial arts very hard, okay?"
If he hadn't been injured by the Hongqiao disaster, he might have been a level 2 or 3 samurai.
Hey, okay, okay, I came with a few colleagues, and now I'm taking turns to practice 1-on-1.
It's time for me to play, hang up. ”
"Sister Tong, you are a cabbage when you are an extraordinary, and you can become a level 2 or 3 martial artist after a few strokes," Zhang Jiao pouted and said very quickly: "Don't take a genius like me as a coordinate, you will be inferior to the point of injury."
Meet at 6 p.m. in front of the 'New Vision' cinema you frequent.
After eating hot dogs, let's go directly to the premiere of "The Great Shura 3", and see you then. ”
After that, he hung up the phone and muttered, "The same sister has changed more than me during this time, so it can't be that she has also fallen into some spells."
If you have a chance at night, you have to 'torture' her. ”
Thinking of the method of 'torture', he blushed first, put away his mobile phone, coughed lightly, got up and slipped out of the morning tea shop.
The origin of the name Wan Miao Street is actually derived from the homonym 'Wan Miao'.
It has existed since the founding of the Xiangyuan Kingdom, and used to be the lowest-ranking labor settlement among the first generation of pioneers in Nanyang.
The sources of the residents are mixed, most of them are displaced people from various weak countries and small states in the Eastern Continent, or wild people from the zero area.
Among them, there are almost no useful talents such as transcendents or scholars, all of them are poor people who work hard and work hard, and the proportion of casualties during the development is naturally the highest.
It was all thanks to the huge base that it survived the most difficult nascent period of the three Nanyang countries.
As a result, a special custom was gradually born, that is, the worship of gods with complete pragmatism, which has been passed down to this day.
Here, almost all the slightly famous gods and temples believed in by the human race and even other races can be found, and the streets are full of people helping people divination, solving evil, finding water veins, and pointing to crypts... of the supernatural.
At the same time, there are all kinds of strange local flavor restaurants, whether it is Korean spicy dishes mixed with sashimi or Burma's dried fried meat worms.
It is also a scene of Bandung's unique market culture.
Zhang Jiao, who is the owner of the first fantasy species cluster in the eternal world, 'Fengshen Relic', has fallen in love with the strong superstitious atmosphere here since the club he runs occupies the site of Wanmiao Street and inadvertently comes to patrol it once, and has become frequent.
Walking on the street at this moment, he saw a group of old ladies standing in front of a shrine of a god with a hideous shape that was unknown but had a strong Westernized style, respectfully burning incense and worshipping, and he couldn't help but think funny: "The gods can also set up stalls to worship."
And he also gave incense to the gods of the 'Asa' god system, and there was no one else who had this idea.
No wonder a philosopher once said that extreme superstition is the same as unbelieving.
Therefore, the Nanyang government cares so much about the invasion of evil beliefs behind the scenes, but it ignores this kind of neighborhood that worships God when it sees it. ”
At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Young man, the great Lady Hela foresaw your brilliant future and is willing to bless you. ”
Zhang Jiao looked back and saw that it was an old man with a stack of leaflets in his hand, wearing a white robe embroidered with a strange crimson eight-pointed star pattern on his chest, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked kind.
I took the leaflet and looked at it.
The leaflet reads 'Lady Hela bestows you wealth and eternal life';
In the middle is a statue of a goddess that seems to be hidden in the shadows but is clearly visible;
Underneath it reads 'No. 068, Wanmiao Street, Bandung City, Xiangyuanguo, Land of True Miracles'.
Zhang Jiao said with a dumb smile: "Uncle, Hela is the goddess of death of the Aesar God Clan in the Western Continent, but she is not the God of Wealth, no matter what makes people rich." ”
"Yes, yes, yes. The old man didn't argue at all when he heard this, he swallowed and nodded like garlic and said: "The old man is only shallow in his learning, and he talks nonsense, and he will change it immediately, and change it immediately." ”
Seeing his performance, Zhang Jiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle, do you know me?"
"The old man doesn't dare to be, he doesn't dare to be.
The surname is Liu, and I eat on the street, and the neighbors think I can talk back, so they all call me 'Dakou Liu'.
Zhang Zitou, no, President Zhang is the boss of Wanmiao Street, and he is also a legend among us in the market.
I am fortunate to have seen it from a distance when you opened the incense hall, it is really magnificent, dragon and tiger steps, which makes people forget the vulgar at first sight and remember it for life. The old man nodded with a smile on his face.
"Well, then you can continue to hand out leaflets. Zhang Jiao relieved the doubts in his heart, and said smoothly, he had no intention of chatting more with an old gangster who was blind on the street, and handed the flyer back to Dakou Liu, "Don't waste this one." ”
The eyes inadvertently glanced at the idol printed on the flyer again, and suddenly a memory flooded in the bottom of my heart.
One year ago, he followed the convoy of the 'Liao's Firm' in the Jiangchu Zero District, and rested at the Odin Temple where the Mane Horse People remained.
The appearance of the statue of Hela seen in the atrium of the temple seems to be very similar to this portrait, and even the light and shadow effects are somewhat similar.
As soon as this thought was born, the leaflet in Zhang Jiao's eyes began to twist and deform, bulging pustules like living creatures, giving birth to moss, oozing water stains, and growing fluff.
At the same time, his spirit felt an indescribable lucidity, but his head seemed to be burned by a red-hot soldering iron, his aching teeth were clenched, and the hairs around his body stood on end.
Finding that Zhang Jiao suddenly sweated like a pulp, his face was distorted, Liu swallowed and foamed again, and said nervously: "President Zhang, you, are you okay?"
"Nothing. Zhang Jiao endured the pain and twitched the corners of his mouth, shook the flyer in his hand, and asked in a hoarse voice: "This Hella Temple is newly opened, is it surnamed Liao?"
"It's not Liao, it's surnamed Li, and the name is Li Caiyuan," Liu Rushu said: "It is said that the family was originally a big family of Jiang and Chu, because not long ago, the battle between the princes for the throne declined, and they took refuge and moved to Nanyang."
By the way, Li Miaozhu's mother-in-law seems to be surnamed Liao, blind and lame, but Li Miaozhu treats her very well, and she can be regarded as a person who values love and righteousness.
I wonder if I have an old relationship with President Zhang?"
"Nope. Zhang Jiao shook his head with a strange expression on his face.
Seeing that his expression was wrong, and then thinking of the strange performance just now, Dakou Liu secretly gritted his teeth and said softly: "Then this person has a grudge against President Zhang."
If there is, you don't need to do anything at all, and the old man can take care of him.
Now the government is investigating and banning the Nichimaru people and gangsters, and if they are caught, they will be severely punished.
I first said that he had a connection with the Himaru people, and he kept it so that he couldn't eat and walked around. ”
When these market characters were young, they fought hard and bloody, and they were brave and ruthless, but they were not terrible.
If you don't die, cripple and repent when you're old, and you're not willing to wait for death in this life, you will become like a mouthful of Liu, who is superficially amiable and actually poisonous.
And because he has enough experience in life, he is very good at observing words and feelings, and when he sees the opportunity to climb a big person, he will dare to take any risk, anyone will sell it, and he will be willing to use any desperate plan.