Chapter Seventy-Two: Lao Ye Ling, Beggar

The beggar walked very slowly, a short walk of about ten meters, and walked for more than two minutes.

Walking in front of Li Qiufan, he didn't sit down, but let out a whining sobbing sound in his mouth, and the back sound dragged on for a long time, one after another, and it became more and more sad, and the voice became louder and louder, which made people feel depressed and very uncomfortable.

This cry does not look like a human crying at all, but is like crying a grave, a little infiltrating.

Li Qiufan secretly sneered and said to the beggar: "Fortune telling or looking? ”

The beggar didn't answer, lifted the broken bowl in his hand to the level of his forehead, and bowed straight to Li Qiufan three times, crying still the same.

Li Qiufan sighed and said: "I have no business in the past few days, and I only lost fifty yuan, so it doesn't hurt to give it to you, but I am very reluctant, the beggar witch of Sanyeling has not fallen to this day, and there are fewer heirs than endangered protected animals, once you die, how can you explain to your ancestors?" ”

The crying suddenly stopped, and then came out of the beggar's crooked mouth in an even more sad state, Li Qiufan's face was slightly cold, and he felt a touch of negative and misanthropic emotions growing wildly in his heart, and actually had suicidal thoughts, and hurriedly recited the meditation mantra silently to resist the intrusion of crying.

"Insist on seeking death, complain about others, go to the underworld to atone for your sins..." Li Qiufan grabbed the ghost bell, recited the incantation silently in his mouth, spoke very quickly, and shook the ghost bell violently, and the sound of the ring was like hundreds of golden satin, covering the beggar.

Again and again the beggar knelt down, kowtowed, and sneered, and his cries intensified.

"The five thunders are deeply locked in the Yuqing Palace, the white crane is blowing in the wind and the blue sky, the dragon and tiger are shaking the sky from the mouth, and the devil is screaming and retreating! Get lost! ”

Li Qiufan pressed the ghost bell on the table hard, and the sound was like a bell, and the dragon and tiger roared together, penetrating the soul!

The beggar's cry was interrupted on the spot by this loud shout, and the invisible sound lifted his hair into a mess, revealing a dirty face, but this person looked uncomfortable, his eyebrows were bent down, drooping at his temples, his eyes were cloudy as if tears were rolling in his sockets, and his whole face was downward, and there was no trace of joy in him, and everywhere there was an unlucky look of a dead man.

Poof!

A mouthful of black blood spurted out of the beggar's mouth, the pupils spread, and the soul became detached.

Li Qiufan took a sip of water and asked, "Is there a successor?" ”

The beggar arched his hand and said, "Yes, but unfortunately not around"

Li Qiufan said: "Then you can go to death with peace of mind, cry the grave and cry the grave, if you have to participate in this matter, I will ask someone to deal with the corpse, crying for a lifetime, in the end, when you are about to die, but no one will cry for you, it is really a bit ironic." ”

The beggar became even more sad and asked, "Don't you want to know who sent me?" Why come? ”

Li Qiufan said nonchalantly: "I'm not interested, whoever wants to come, I'll take it, I'm afraid they won't have the guts!" ”

"Young heroes... Daomen rookie, my mind is as solid as a rock, and I am not unjustly dead. ”

After saying that, the beggar fell straight down, and the corners of his mouth finally rose, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Li Qiufan called Uncle Wang and asked him to send someone to dispose of the body, and in less than a minute, a few black-clothed people ran out of the Xu family, packed the body in a snakeskin bag, dragged it into the trunk of a car, and drove away.

There were also a few people, carrying buckets of water and dish soap rags, quickly cleaning up the blood he vomited, and the sunlight evaporated, and it dried in a few minutes.

It's as if there was never such a person.

The fat man ran over as soon as he slipped away, he heard Song Ya at home say that Li Qiufan was fighting with people, watched from afar, and when the person died, he hurriedly came over to inquire, sat in front of Li Qiufan and asked mysteriously: "Brother Fan, what was the origin of that beggar just now?" ”

Li Qiufan drank tea and said: "Sanyeling beggars are in the same vein, there are many in the past, you can see them everywhere, they are destined to be miserable all their lives, it is said that they are all to repay the debts owed in their previous lives, so they are weak, accompanied by bad luck, they are lonely all their lives, they never laugh, if they laugh, they must die." So this group of people will not be anything else, in order to survive, specifically for people to cry graves, who died, if there is no filial son and grandson, they will invite this wave of people to cry the grave, so as to comfort the souls of the dead, but also for the main family to earn some face, at first it was okay, although it is said that ordinary people will hide far away when they see it, for fear of being contaminated with bad luck, but they are also more awe-inspiring, after all, it is a business related to the dead, who will give them some food when they see it, and they are half a beggar. ”

Li Qiufan continued to tell the record of begging witches he saw from the Kunlun Secret Classics: "I don't know when, there was actually a character among these grave weepers, who called himself the third master, he would have known some witchcraft, but later made a mistake and was abolished by others. The third master spread the method of cultivating this technique, and most of the grave weepers became his disciples, and the power grew rapidly, all over the place, everyone was afraid of him like a tiger, as long as he saw a man wearing a beggar suit, holding a broken bowl, crying and asking for food, he would not hesitate to hand over the good things at home to him. It can be called the existence of the plague god, but unfortunately, there are no rules, there is no square circle, the beggar witch has no sect or a fixed place of activity, so there is also a lack of discipline of the door rules and precepts, the disciples are more and more excessive, forcibly occupy the fertile land, bully men and women are rampant, and finally attract disaster, in the Ming Dynasty Xiaozong was wantonly cleaned up by the imperial court, eight or nine out of ten were slaughtered, the rest of the beggar witches fled in all directions, did not dare to perform witchcraft again, I heard that year, even ordinary beggars on the street are difficult to see, to this day, to see a beggar again, it is still rare. ”

After hearing this, the fat man smiled and said: "Those real beggars are also bitter, not to mention the fire at the city gate, let alone the pond fish, the fish in the world have suffered!" ”

Li Qiufan said: "Therefore, some people ridicule that Emperor Xiaozong's self-proclaimed 'three generations or less, called the virtuous master, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Renzong of Song and Emperor Xiaozong of my Ming Dynasty' A large part of the credit stems from his elimination of beggars and witches, so that beggars in the world dare not ask for food, which caused this prosperity, in fact, it is the result of people's thrift, diligent in political affairs, attaching importance to justice, striving to reverse the corruption of the government, expelling traitors, and making great efforts. ”

The fat man snatched Li Qiufan's cup and took a sip of tea and said, "Is this person also from our family?" It's not very powerful! ”

Li Qiufan kicked him and scolded: "Witchcraft is very weird, ordinary people can't guard against it, if it weren't for my cultivation of the Dao Sect Mind since I was a child, my heart is like a rock and cannot be easily shaken, I would have caught his way at this time and hanged myself on a tree." ”

The fat man felt that what he said was a little exaggerated, so he didn't believe it very much, and laughed: "It's not that you are sitting here upright, that guy was yelled to death by you, as for what you said, is it so mysterious?" Is it possible to take the opportunity to make money? ”

Li Qiufan didn't bother to argue with him, and he yelled to death, when I was Zhang Fei, that thing was Xiahoujie's coward.

With a serious expression: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, be careful lately, Red Dragon, you are a Gu demon, once you sense the approach of the evil qi, immediately remind the fat man, go to Song Ya as soon as possible, and then come out to inform me, even this kind of beggar who is about to break the inheritance can be invited, and the other party's origin is not small!" If it was Song Ya who was here just now, it was very likely that he would be made violent and kill people when he saw them, this person should mean to be ready to borrow a knife to kill, but unfortunately I ran into it, and broke his begging spell with Haoran's voice, and died of revenge, with a vicious mind, you must guard against it! ”

"So serious?" The fat man's face changed, and he hurriedly said yes.

As he was talking, another person came not far away.

As he approached, the qi in Li Qiufan's body began to become restless.

Finding that Li Qiufan's expression was wrong, the fat man instantly became alert, and Chilong hurriedly said, "Master be careful, there is a mage!" It's very powerful, at least it's also a Heavenly Master tablet! ”

"Celestial Master!? Same as Brother Fan? The fat man lost his voice.

Li Qiufan took out a seal and handed it to the fat man, and said in a deep voice: "Fat man, take the Arctic Ghost Killing Seal and stand behind me!" Next, if we fight, you don't care about anything, go home directly, and let Song Ya stay at home, I may not be able to take care of you! ”

The fat man's breathing was a little short, and the red dragon jumped to the ground, stood up, stood in front of him, and stared at the man tightly.

As the other party approached little by little, Li Qiufan's anger was already boiling involuntarily, and he forcibly stabilized it.

At first glance, he thought he was only thirty or forty years old, but if he looked closely, he felt that he was at least sixty or seventy years old, his face was white, and his eyes were not bad.

"Brother Fan, this person doesn't look like a bad person..."The fat man whispered.

"Shut up!" Li Qiufan stopped and said: "Even if there is a fart now, you will hold it back for me!" ”

It is precisely because of the appearance of this Taoist that Li Qiufan is even more vigilant, because only a person with advanced Taoism can achieve this wonderful effect, and the other party's realm may be higher than his own!

The Taoist walked to Li Qiufan's table and made a joke, the standard Daomen gift, the pinching of the hand, is the Heavenly Master's trick!

"Sure enough, it's the Heavenly Master..."Although Li Qiufan had already guessed it, his heart still sank slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, can you borrow three incense sticks?"

The Taoist was polite and said with a smile.

"Of course, it's a guest from afar, and Taoist friends are free." Li Qiufan took out three sticks of fine sandalwood and handed them to him.

"Thank you!" The Taoist puts the incense on the candle flame and lights it, holds the incense as a concess, and then inserts it in the incense burner.

The cigarette curled up, and neither of them looked at each other, but at the smoke.

After being silent for a few minutes, the other party took the lead in praising him: "Dao friendly cultivation, I have the tablet of the Heavenly Master at a young age, which really makes me ashamed!" ”

Li Qiufan said with a smile: "Where, the seniors' qi is free to be retracted and released, and the method of rejuvenating the face is even more perfect, I am afraid that many girls are ashamed of themselves..."

The Taoist smiled slightly, he couldn't hear what Li Qiufan said, he was complimenting him on the surface, but the implication was: You are old and not serious, you are old, and you are so young!

"Daoyou is sharp-tongued, but I don't know how kung fu is?"

Li Qiufan said with a smile: "Don't you know if you try it?" It's you that night, come in if you want to, the Xu family is very hospitable, why do you want to hide in the shadows, but you can find a beggar witch, you have a good ability. ”

The Taoist slapped a butterfly that fell on his body and said, "I'm afraid you'll be surprised if you try it." ”

Li Qiufan's eyelids picked slightly: "I have thorns on my body, I am a hedgehog, but I am not an insect, it will rot if I slap my hands." ”

Dao seemed to be very happy, and his smile deepened: "It's okay, it's okay if your hands are rotten, but there is only one life, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep this Xu family." ”

Li Qiufan's palm landed on the hilt of the peachwood sword and said, "It's all said - try it!" ”

The Taoist smiled and said regretfully: "It's a pity..."

Li Qiufan suddenly asked in a puzzled tone, "Can you tell me, why are you dealing with the Xu family?" ”

The Taoist nodded and said: "Of course you can, and it's not something worth hiding, this little brother's father took a thing that was very useful to us, and asked him for it several times, but he didn't give it, plus the demon of their family is not shallow, so I can only make this decision, but I didn't think that several small means were destroyed by Daoyou, but I lost two of my subordinates, so I had to go out in person." ”

The fat man had endured the itchy teeth for a long time, and he didn't care about Li Qiufan's warning, so he scolded: "WCNM, it's still a small means, if it weren't for my brother Fan, Lao Tzu's family would have hurt you!" ”

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the Taoist, and he looked at the red dragon and said: "I wish you to die but it is cheaper for you, that big python has actually transformed into a Gu demon, rare, rare, take you back after a while, just raise it for me to be a mount." ”

"I miss you selling batches!" The fat man was even more angry.

"Young people... Accumulate some virtue, I will discipline and discipline your parents first! The Taoist was insulted repeatedly, but he didn't see any movement, but there was an extra handful of dust whisk in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the soft dust whisk was like a steel wire, divided into a ball, and stabbed at the fat man.

Li Qiufan's peachwood sword rotated in the palm of his hand, swinging the dust silk back, and the qi was scattered, and a wave of qi surged around, setting off the blades of grass in the sky.

The aroma of grass fills the air and smells good.

"Do it to my brother, you look down on me too much!" Li Qiufan took a step forward in a cold voice, and shouted in his mouth: "Golden Light Mantra, get up!" ”