The husband of the couple hurriedly said: "Daoist, you misunderstood, I have heard the reputation of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain for a long time, and I have long wanted to visit the talisman, but recently the world has been unstable, and I dare not go far away. ”

"I see!"

Zhang Jingqing glanced at the little baby in the couple's arms.

The baby was carved in pink, but he was not afraid of life, and he was not frightened by Zhang Jingqing's beard, but happily showed his little face and waved his little hand to say hello.

Zhang Jingqing showed a smile on her serious face, pushed the couple's ocean, and said:

"Since it is fate, then this money should not be collected, I will give him a talisman, take it with him, and keep it without illness and disaster!"

As he spoke, Zhang Jingqing took out a magic urn with complicated spells from his arms and handed it to the couple.

Zhang Zhiwei on the side squinted and recognized the type of talisman, it was a real talisman, and the effect was still very strong, called Liuding Liujia amulet, which he carried with him, and he could get rid of evil spirits, and he didn't dare to get close to the evil spirits.

Even if you encounter an emergency, you can turn into a real golden armor to resist a deadly attack, what is the effect...... It's somewhat similar to the Golden Light Mantra, but it was drawn by the Heavenly Master, and in terms of defensive effect, it is far superior to the ordinary Golden Light Mantra.

It can be said that Zhang Jingqing gave this little baby this talisman, which is equivalent to giving him an extra life.

The little couple on the opposite side didn't know the weight of this talisman, but as soon as the two of them touched the talisman, they felt a sense of righteousness and brightness, and they only felt that they were all comfortable, and the gloomy feeling that had accumulated on their bodies in the past was gone, and they suddenly understood that they had met a master, and hurriedly thanked them, and then took out a few oceans.

Zhang Jingqing frowned: "Didn't you say it?" It's fate, no money! ”

The couple hurriedly said: "Daoist, you misunderstood, this is not the money to buy the talisman, this is the merit money!" ”

"You don't have to, if the donor has a heart, you can go to Longhu Mountain to make a wish!"

After that, Zhang Jingqing closed his eyes and meditated, looking like no one should enter.

Seeing this situation, the couple had no choice but to give up, put away the ocean, and already regarded Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei as masters in their hearts, and hurriedly took out some snacks and wanted to invite Zhang Zhiwei to eat.

Zhang Zhiwei refused, he bought a lot of food before getting into the car, there was no need to take people's mouths short, and continued to meditate and practice.

Seeing this, the couple stopped bothering and began to whisper and look at the scenery outside.

The journey was long, the day passed, and at night, the head and tail of the train cars were lit up with a lamp.

The light is a little dim, like a bedside lamp, barely visible.

And the light has a strange sense of turbidity, as if there are countless dust floating in the air, and it is blurry.

This is actually coal ash.

Today's trains are powered by burning coal, and naturally coal ash is everywhere.

The medium seat is not bad, after all, it is in the middle position, and the impact is less.

The third-class seat close to the front of the train suffered the most, and the soot drifted straight there, so to speak, when the train sat down, it was like going down to the mine to dig coal.

Of course, the stateroom has the least impact, because at the rear.

In the evening, Zhang Zhiwei took a few steamed buns and meatloaf out to eat.

As soon as he took a bite, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't eat it, and the cold bun tasted the same as chewing wax.

Zhang Jingqing was not picky, and looked like this.

However, as an apprentice, of course, you have to have a little eyesight.

"Master, I'm going to get some hot food!"

Zhang Zhiwei put down the bun and came to the restaurant car of the train.

At this moment, it was the time of dinner, and there were many people in the carriage.

Zhang Zhiwei asked for a roast duck, some sweet noodle sauce and dough, and brought it back with Master Zhang Jingqing to eat a not very authentic Beijing roast duck.

After eating, the two were still meditating and cultivating.

On the other side of the seat, the little baby had been crying on and off all afternoon, and now he was used to it, sleeping sweetly in his mother's arms.

It was midnight, and there was silence in the second-class carriage, except for a few loud snores from time to time.

The two couples on the opposite side snuggled up to each other and slept, and the little baby was carried in the middle by them.

Zhang Zhiwei still meditates, and for him, it is no different from sleeping.

At this moment, the door connecting the third-class carriage was opened, and several footsteps rang out, getting closer and closer.

"It is estimated that there are passengers in the third-class carriage, and because they can't find a seat, they want to sneak to the empty seats in the second-class carriage to rest while the attendant is not paying attention."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't open his eyes to check, which is actually a very common thing.

But the sound of footsteps stopped next to his seat.

What's going on?

When I opened my eyes, I saw three people sneakily doing some small movements in front of me!

Well?!

Pickpocket?

No, not quite like that!

Zhang Zhiwei didn't bother, squinting and observing secretly, wondering what these people wanted to do?

Then one of them put his hand on the little baby in the couple's arms.

The surface of the man's hand seemed to be covered with a layer of flour, and the powder shook off when he reached out.

This is......

Zhang Zhiwei reacted instantly and met the flower child!

"Shooting flowers" is actually human traffickers.

Most of the people who do this kind of indiscriminate work are beggars of the beggar gang.

The real beggars are not as chivalrous as those written in martial arts novels, most of them are people who have lost their conscience, buying and selling people, and doing all kinds of evil.

Because the beggar is called "Hanako".

Therefore, the beggars who do this line of work are called "shooting flowers".

Legend has it that as long as they are patted by them, they will be caught in their way, not to mention the loss of money, and people will have to be sold.

If it can't be sold, then "pick and fold", and then pull it out to beg for money.

The so-called "harvesting and cutting" is actually to cut off the hands and feet, cut off the tongue, and torture people to deformity, either to do a deformed show, to perform on the street, or to beg for money.

This kind of thing has happened since ancient times.

The worse the law and order, the more.

Like Zhang Zhiwei's previous life, in the early years, in a place with a large flow of people like the station, you could see many children begging with disabilities and feet beyond recognition.

They are the poor children who were abducted and trafficked.

It wasn't until the country thundered out and wiped out many "beggars" that this business stopped.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in later generations, let alone now.

Looking at the current situation, it seems that this group of people is eyeing this little baby and wants to abduct him.

Traffickers...... When you meet me, you will suffer an old sin!

Zhang Zhiwei grinned, and there was a faint flash of lightning in his eyes, turning into a wanton and arrogant ape looking up to the sky and roaring.

"Don't stretch your hands out!"

Reaching out and grabbing the man's hand, he crushed the man's five fingers with all his strength.

"Whew......"

The pain in the heart struck, and the man was about to exhale in pain, when he felt that his mouth was covered, and a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Don't scream, the child is making a fuss, and I finally fell asleep!" ”

Immediately afterwards, with a "click", his eyes flickered, and he actually saw his back.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Before he could figure it out, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness forever.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out to open the window, casually shoved the body out of the window, and then closed the window before the cold wind poured in.

The whole process was smooth, like an ant bouncing off, and even the couple opposite didn't wake up.

And after doing all this, Zhang Zhiwei only felt comfortable, and these days because of the depression of suppressing the heart ape, it is gone.