"Why! Why! Why can you be so strong!? It must be that you have a very good background, it must be, I don't accept it, this world is unfair, I don't accept it! I'm not convinced! ”

Da Zhuang's body became more and more hideous as his resentment deepened, and Zhao Jin could perceive that the flesh and blood in his body were constantly decreasing, and the resentful spirits and yin qi were constantly absorbing his essence, and his body would become skinny and bony at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it would turn into skin and bones similar to a skeleton.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, he... He... What is he...? ”

Da Zhuang's change frightened Boss Liu again, and under Zhao Jin's explanation, he gradually calmed down.

"The evil devil's crooked path is like this, what is a good thing for the yin and evil qi to enter the body, plus this thing's mood is extremely poor, his heart is unbalanced, and the combination of resentment and yin and evil qi is hopeless."

"Li Ping, send him on his way."

"No!"

After finishing speaking, Li Ping rushed forward with a gun, and who knew that the big strong man also rushed towards Li Ping when he saw this.

"Hah! Anyway, I won't live long, so you can be buried together! ”

The toad evil spirit behind Da Zhuang became even more powerful and pounced straight at Li Ping.

"Just in time, huh!"

Li Ping poked out a shot and pointed directly at Da Zhuang's life, who knew that Da Zhuang actually dodged this fatal shot and pounced on Zhao Jin behind Li Ping.

He knew that with his current strength, he was afraid that it would be difficult to win against Li Ping, and he still understood the truth of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, so he would take Zhao Jin first.

"Huh!"

"Humph!"

For Da Zhuang's operation, it really made Zhao Jin laugh, see how bullying him?

Li Ping was a little annoyed, and he carelessly let this little man rush towards his lord, and immediately struck angrily, and a return rifle shot at Da Zhuang at a faster speed.

"White Mist Fist!"

Looking at the attacking Da Zhuang, Zhao Jin shouted loudly, and threw a punch, and countless white mist quickly filled the surroundings of the fist, making it difficult to see the truth clearly.

"Hmph, go die!"

Seeing Zhao Jin attacking, Da Zhuang was also overjoyed, and he also slapped it with one palm, but before he could hit the other party, he felt a sharp pain spread from behind to his chest, making his body stiffen and stop.

Da Zhuang lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the tip of the spear that pierced his chest, as if he wanted to turn his head to look at the person who made this shot, but he couldn't do it anymore, because Zhao Jin's punch had already arrived.

"Bang!"

"Poof~~"

The fog gradually dissipated, Li Ping also put away his gun, and Da Zhuang had turned into a dry corpse and collapsed on the ground, his eyes bulging, as if he had endless resentment.

"Huh?"

Looking at Da Zhuang's corpse, there seemed to be something wrong in the corner of his arms, and when he stepped forward, a black cloth bag was turned out.

"Mr. Zhao, what is this?"

As soon as he opened the package, Boss Liu came up, Zhao Jin ignored him, but looked at the broken ancient book in the package.

"Hmph, the demon is crooked!"

As expected, it was the evil art that Da Zhuang obtained to refine the remnant soul.

From another point of view, Da Zhuang can also be regarded as a gifted person, there is only a kind of incomplete spirit refining technique recorded in ancient books, but Da Zhuang can only rely on this incomplete evil art to reach the strength of the eleventh grade, which is really not simple. It's a pity that the mind is not right, and the talent is used in the wrong place.

In Zhao Jin's heart, there is no good or bad technique, the key is people. If people can't do it, so can't they do it.

"That's why Da Zhuang has become so powerful?"

Boss Liu on the side looked at this ancient book, and his eyes lit up. After seeing the extraordinary battle just now, Boss Liu's heart also emerged with a desire for that transcendent technique, what man can not yearn for it after seeing this extraordinary means?

That is strength, strength means rights, and rights are the foundation for realizing desires.

Zhao Jin could also guess Boss Liu's careful thoughts, it was nothing more than wanting this transcendent technique, but Zhao Jin ignored him.

A small mutilated evil art, of course he couldn't look down on it, his right hand was lightly shaken, and the palm of his heart gushed out, and the ancient book was torn in an instant, and it was so broken that it could no longer be broken.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, this!"

"Huh?"

Seeing Zhao Jin destroy this ancient book, Boss Liu was so excited that he wanted to step forward to stop it, but Zhao Jin glanced at him with one eye, Boss Liu instantly calmed down, thinking of Zhao Jin's immortal methods just now, this is not something he can offend.

"Okay, the haunting in your house is completely over, those female ghosts and singing voices are all fake, only the sound of frogs is a real supernatural event, and now that the initiator has been solved, there will be no other problems in your house. There are many toad carcasses buried in the grass in the yard, you find someone to move them out as soon as possible, remember to bury them in a good place with mountains and rivers. ”

"Okay, what else do you have to say?"

After seeing Zhao Jin's strength, Boss Liu didn't dare to say a word now, for fear that Zhao Jin would be unhappy and stab him.

"You find someone to clean up Da Zhuang's corpse, it's really not good, just call the police directly, there will be a special soul suppressor to deal with it, I won't do anything to you, I hate trouble, I know what to say and what not to say, right?"

Zhao Jin glanced at Boss Liu again, the other party's body trembled, and hurriedly agreed.

"Know, know, rest assured, it will definitely not involve you."

Looking at Boss Liu like that, he also knew that the other party was afraid that he would be frightened, so he definitely didn't dare to say anything.

"Also, send money as soon as possible."

After speaking, Zhao Jin ignored him and walked straight out of the door.

"Okay, you go slowly, I'll send you!"

Boss Liu hurriedly followed, and his appearance was full of dog-legged posture.

"Alas~~~"

After just a few steps, Zhao Jin stopped, looked around the courtyard, and finally felt a little unbearable, sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and said something in his mouth.

"Nam no Amitabha Night... Dotagada Night... Dodi night he... Amiyadubhavi ......"

After reciting the "Mantra of Death", Zhao Jin slowly got up and left here.

Although he knew that these toads that had been dead for a long time did not have souls at all, and even the only trace of remnant spirits had been refined by Da Zhuang, even if they were excessive, it was useless, but Zhao Jin still did it.

Whether it's hypocritical or pretentious, everything doesn't matter, Zhao Jin just wanted to do this, so he did it.

What a cultivator seeks is a thought that is attained.

Boss Liu didn't know what Zhao Jin was doing, he only knew that Zhao Jin, who was sitting cross-legged, was so sacred, like a Buddha, so that he was ashamed of himself, and countless thoughts surged up in an instant, remembering many bad things he had done, and he made up his mind to do good deeds and accumulate virtue in the future, so that after death, he could go straight to the Pure Land of Bliss without going to hell.

Of course, Zhao Jin didn't know this, and even if he knew, he might just laugh at himself.

Buddha? Oh, I'm afraid that I am far inferior to ordinary Buddhist disciples who practice Buddhism.

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On the other side, in an unknown ancient courtyard in Xinhai City.

What kind of courtyard is this?

Pavilions, pavilions, ponds, pavilions, and water pavilions are reflected in the green pines and cypresses; Rockeries, flower beds, bonsai, vines and bamboos, dotted in between.

It seems that this is a courtyard that is unique to spring, and when the green shoots outside the courtyard can be seen, this courtyard is already half of spring.

Li Yu has a word cloud: "The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green, and the willow eyes continue in spring." "I'm afraid it's not like that.

The night was as cool as water, the red candles swayed in the window, the faint drizzle slanted outside the window, the water dripped quietly along the eaves, and the halo rippled on the ground, as if a sigh remained.

Suddenly, the candles were blown out in the room, and a pretty figure pushed open the creaky window, and sat on the edge of the bed with her knees crossed, looking out at the scattered rain outside.

The faint moonlight outside the courtyard shone through the heavy clouds, and it was barely possible to tell that the figure was a graceful woman.

"Wang Wei's lovesickness... It's so well written......"

The woman muttered half in a daze, half in thought.

"Crunch ~~~"

The woman's door suddenly opened, and a young girl walked in with a plate of snacks.

"Ah, Sister Hong, I know you haven't slept yet, and you're thinking about Brother Li again?"

"Hmm."

The woman didn't look back to know who was coming, and agreed lightly.

"Sister Hong, shall I light a candle for you?"

"Okay."

Through the faint light of the candle, I saw clearly that there was a woman in red by the window, who looked no more than ten years old, handsome, with a little gentle and virtuous temperament between the laziness of her gestures, but like a lady from a scholarly family.

"Sister Hong, I made pastries, you can taste a little, give."

The young girl in the yellow dress took out a small piece of dim sum and put it in a small dish and handed it to the woman in red, obviously she also knew that the other party would definitely not touch her mind.

"Well, our little finch's craft must be pretty good, and I happen to be a little hungry too."

The woman in red took the pastry, put it between her lips and bit it gently.

"How's it going, is it delicious?"

Finch looked at the woman in red expectantly, waiting for the other party's reply.

"Hehe, of course it's delicious!"

"Yay! It's good if Sister Hong likes it! ”

When she received the answer she was expecting, the finch immediately jumped for joy.

"Alas~~~"

After taking another bite, the thought of someone makes the delicious taste in my mouth inexplicably bitter when it reaches my heart.

"Sister Hong, don't sigh, you... Alas~~~, I don't know if Brother Li can eat such delicious pastries, alas, Brother Li, where are you? Little Finch misses you so much! ”

I wanted to persuade the woman in red not to be sad, but I didn't know that I sighed unconsciously.

"It's okay, Qinglang will come back, we will find him, it will definitely ......"

The woman in red became more and more firm as she spoke, as if she was saying it to the finch, but who she was talking to, she knew best in her heart.

"Yes, Brother Li will definitely come back!"

Listening to the words of the woman in red, the finch also firmly agreed.

"Okay, Finch, you can send the pastries to the children to see, see if the children are awake, the children are growing up, and they are quite tired from reading during the day."

"Okay!"

The finch scurried out with the characteristic steps of a girl of her age.