I took out a large coin and a sealed brown paper envelope and handed it to Liu Aijun.

The big money is Qianlong Tongbao, yellow and clear, in good condition, and beautifully packaged.

Liu Aijun didn't look at it, only rubbed his fingers on the big money, and said: "Carrying the dragon and phoenix to spend money, there is an injury, uh...... Not an injury? ”

"You go to Malaysia first, then to Hong Kong, and give this money and the envelope to the person who wrote on the cover. Go back to Jincheng, guy, you are your own, but there is a blue and white face that you don't have to hang. ”

Liu Aijun swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "Serial extinction?" Do you want to form a Heavenly Bureau? ”

"Don't scare yourself by guessing."

I flicked the teacup in front of him.

A small black snake the size of a finger suddenly appeared in the clear yellow tea.

Liu Aijun was so frightened that he leaned back, touched his neck, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

It is very much in line with his identity as an old farmer in the countryside who has little knowledge now.

This is a real master.

Even in front of people who know the bottom, they still don't show their faces.

"If I really want to form a Tongtian Bureau, I will appear as an immortal, and Datongtian is also easy, and I still need you?"

"Let me make you laugh, I don't have much courage, I have been in the industry for thirteen years, and I have only been doing a small game of living water, not messing with three mountains, and I have never seen the world. In the first training of the year, he knelt under the word greed for three days. ”

"In three months, I will be the number one Mr. in Jincheng, and you will be able to start the net in half a year at most when you come back, and then we will not see each other on the horse, and we will go our separate ways. If I fail, you can decide the rest of the work, and the money will be yours. ”

Liu Aijun saluted, said no more, left the red and white woven bag, and got up to leave.

I went out to see him off, and when I turned around, I saw a mouse standing in the middle of the yard, staring straight at me, and his eyes were red.

The foot stepped on the threshold, and the line did not move, but there was floating soil on the edge.

I squinted at the bold red-eyed mouse.

This should be the last one.

You can kill, but you can't stay.

The red-eyed rat suddenly fell to the ground, rolled twice, dangled on all four legs, and fled crookedly towards the base of the wall.

I remained silent, returned to the consultation room, replaced the incense burner on the windowsill, opened the window a crack so that the cigarettes could be dispersed in the courtyard, and touched a large coin and threw it on the back of my hand.

Flower.

I threw it again.

It's still flowers.

After thinking about it for a while, I buried it in the censer and went back to the courtyard.

In the corner, the red-eyed mouse was lying on its belly, its legs twitching slightly.

I picked up the mouse, and took a few bud rice poles piled at the head of the house, turned back to the house, on the kitchen floor, with the bud rice pole to weave a mouse, cut off the head and limbs of the real mouse, inserted into the corresponding position of the bud rice pole mouse, and painted a talisman stained with rat blood, on the back of the rune paper wrote the words "something is ever-changing, nothing to go back quickly", take the rune paper to wrap the body of the bud rice pole mouse, there is a word side wrapped in it, and then take it and put it in front of the incense burner, take a piece of leftover pig's head meat tribute in front.

This is the demon technique in the Thirty-six Techniques of the Outer Dao.

The normal practice is to keep a pet for three years, and then hang it with your own hands, set up an altar to worship during the day, and sleep with the corpse at night, so that after 7749 days, you can recite a mantra to behead and peel off the skin, and you can serve the dead pet ghosts.

But I don't plan to raise ghosts for a long time, and I need to use the mice raised by this living Danding corpse, so I combined the transformation technique of puppet control to make such a dead rat ghost spirit temporarily.

It can only be used once, but it is enough.

After doing all this, I gave Zhang Baoshan a call, and then started to write big characters in the evening class as usual.

Deliberately chose Taishang Laojun to say that Chang Qingjing is coming.

This scripture was taught to me by Sister Miao when I first learned to nourish qi with big characters.

She said that I have grievances in my heart, the hidden evil intent is too heavy, and there are ups and downs when my emotions are agitated, so whenever my heart is not calm or uneven, I practice this Jing Jing Sutra to calm my mind.

When I first picked up the pen, I still had some confusion in my mind and emotions, and when I wrote that "people can always be quiet, and heaven and earth are all returned", I have completely calmed down, and then I wrote "Looking inside his heart, people have no other mind; The appearance of its shape, the shape of its shape", more and more calm as ice, writing extremely smooth and steady, all the way down, the structure of the word frame is heavy and rigorous, and it is faintly to break through the original upper limit of the number of words.

Suddenly, the roar of a car sounded outside the courtyard.

Then there was a loud bang.

But the gate of the courtyard was knocked down.

The car went straight into the courtyard.

I just wrote, "So quiet, gradually entering the truth", when I heard this voice, the last stroke of the word Tao was confiscated, and it was extended and sharp, like a long knife cutting a horse, and it was murderous.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, rushing straight out of the door, and with a loud bang, the door was kicked open.

A man in a gray down jacket rushed in, saw me, and without saying a word, raised his hand and raised his gun, and Ping Pong fired three shots in succession.

I stood still, sighed, and rested the brush on the pen holder.

All three shots missed.

The man was stunned, probably didn't expect to be able to miss so closely.

Four more men rushed in behind him, all thirty or forty years old, ordinary in appearance, but with fierce eyes, all of them carrying the old black star in their hands, and when they rushed in, they didn't say anything, and at the same time raised their guns and shot.

The man who rushed in first was caught off guard, and his back was beaten like a sieve, and he fell to the ground on the spot, not even making a movement.

"The surname is Zhou, let you die clearly." One of the men, with a white linen belt wrapped around his forehead, stepped on the accomplice who was knocked down by them, and said viciously, "My name is Lu Desheng, you used fake meat to kill my whole family, today I am here to kill you to take revenge, remember my name below!" ”

With that, Pong Pong shot the accomplice's head three more times.

After the fight, he simply shouted "withdraw", took the lead and ran out, ran a few steps and looked back, and said to me: "What are you waiting for, hurry up!" ”

It's not new, it's easy to use.

Obsessed with the mind of the gods, for ordinary people who have no defense, it is a god-like means, and they can be hit unknowingly.

When I came into my room, I poured a cup of tea, but I didn't drink it for free.

I answered, put on my coat, and patted my pocket gently.

The rat in front of the censer stood up, took a bite of the pig's head, jumped lightly, and jumped into my pocket.

When I got out of the room, I saw a Grand Cherokee parked in the yard and it didn't turn off.

The four people who came out first ran around the car, but they just didn't get into the car.

Lu Desheng ran two laps, then turned his head and glared at me, "Go, wait for death!" ”

I tossed a cigarette into my mouth, lit it and took two puffs, and stepped forward to pull the car door.

The four of them crowded into the car.

Lu Desheng drove the car himself, sat in the driver's seat, put the steering wheel, looked ahead, and his eyes were round.

I sat in the passenger seat, gave Lu Desheng a cigarette, lit it for him, and then scattered cigarettes for the next three, before saying: "This guy doesn't have any skills, he was killed in a few shots, isn't it too much?" ”

Lu Desheng glared at me and said, "You know a fart, this kid is in the dark, otherwise Mr. Shao wouldn't have fallen for his trick and was pulled away by Leizi." Otherwise, before coming, Master Jiang would not have repeatedly told us not to step on the point, not to be tempted, to kill directly, not to speak when we entered, and to shoot immediately, just for fear that we would fall into his tricks. This time it went so smoothly thanks to Master Jiang's guidance. After going back, Du Te obediently listened to Master Jiang's arrangement, let him do whatever he wanted, and don't die by himself! ”