For several days, Zhang Qingyun lived very peacefully.

No one came to the Taoist temple, and he repeated the same life every day.

The only thing worth gratifying is that the dust removal talisman and the water control talisman can be wielded like an arm. Moreover, the acupuncture talisman and the explosion talisman have also been developed...

The acupuncture talisman can control a needle-like aura of heaven and earth, which can hit objects hundreds of meters away. It can also be controlled with thoughts and hit wherever you want.

He tried the power and was able to directly penetrate two millimeters of wood...

The power of the explosive talisman is almost equivalent to that of the thunderbolts released during the Chinese New Year, or even greater.

Zhang Qingyun tried it and could explode aluminum beverage cans.

"In the past two days, I haven't seen anyone throw away garbage. They all threw it when I wasn't paying attention. Otherwise, I will let you taste the power of my talisman..."

Looking up at the window where the fierce battle took place that night, the man and woman seemed to have moved the battlefield in the past few days?

I haven’t shown up for a few days: “But my brothers still wear hoods every day, which means they are still fighting every day... If you show up, I will punish you severely...”

Zhang Qingyun does not think this is despicable: "I am fighting back, I am self-defense..."

It's a pity that the talisman seal script has been researched and has no use for the time being.

After breakfast, people came to the Taoist temple.

Wang Long...

"Taoist priest..."

Wang Long behaved himself and bowed to him: "If there was any offense before, please ask Taoist Priest Haihan, I will leave the magic city later..."

With a thought, the light flickered in front of his eyes, and finally converged into one point, landing on the back of Wang Long's head.

A light red light beam soared into the sky, and a line of large characters appeared: "Wash your hands in a golden basin, and withdraw from the world. Grudges are hard to resolve, and love and hatred are mutual. Return to the mountains, and your mood will fluctuate..."

"Note: I am unwilling and afraid of disaster. After returning home, three disasters will appear... Just a reminder, there are three rays of merit..."

Zhang Qingyun smiled. This Wang Long is a good man. He earns merit every time he comes. Zhang Qingyun is reluctant to let him go: "Bulk, there are still three calamities before I go back this time. Don't go up the mountain easily. Don't mess with the dogs easily.

Don’t go into the river...After March, even if you have all kinds of thoughts in your mind that make you feel unwilling, you will still be safe..."

Warmth flashed through his body, his merits were realized, and Zhang Qingyun's face became softer.

What a good man.

Wang Long took out a wad of money with gratitude on his face, which amounted to ten thousand yuan: "I was negligent in the previous hexagrams and didn't... This time the Taoist Master helped me resolve the disaster. If I don't accept this money, I feel uneasy..."

Zhang Qingyun was naturally not polite and took it directly: "Have a nice trip..."

"By the way, those two brothers of yours..."

"Huang Peng went home to attend the funeral..."

When Wang Long said this, his face was filled with respect. It was so accurate, so accurate!

"My other brother, Zhang Xiaolong, hid for two days and was forced downstairs by his girlfriend. As soon as he left the community, a novice female driver used the accelerator as the brake and hit my brother. He is still in the hospital..."

Zhang Qingyun: "???"

I've warned you so, but you still get hit when you go out.

Women, besides harming others, do they have any use?

...

Today is the weekend, and the pedestrian street outside the Taoist temple is crowded with people.

Zhang Qingyun was still sitting cross-legged on the left side of the temple door facing the main door, staring at the door of the Taoist temple. People were coming and going, almost all of them young men and women.

Men can look like anything, and women can naturally look like anything.

There were also a few foreigners who took a look at Xiang Dao when they passed by. Zhang Qingyun's heart moved slightly: "I don't know their blessings or misfortunes. Only their hallelujahs can predict them. Can I watch them here?"

Unfortunately, those foreigners did not enter the Taoist temple.

Zhang Qingyun simply sat cross-legged in front of the Taoist temple with a futon, which indeed attracted a lot of people's attention.

"This is a good idea..."

Zhang Qingyun was overjoyed: "In this way, more people will pay attention, and there will always be people who are curious and enter the Taoist temple..."

"Would you like to make a billboard that says: Five hundred years of knowledge beforehand, five hundred years of knowledge afterward, knowledge of people's misfortune and fortune, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune?"

He shook his head. In the past, it was okay for charlatans to do this, but now... it will definitely be taken away by the urban management, or even... it will be regarded as promoting feudal superstition, and they will just go and eat free meals for a few days.

I remember that just a few years ago, there were many such charlatans on this pedestrian street, but later... they disappeared...

Zhang Qingyun knew what was going on, so the billboard matter was stillborn.

"Good morning, Taoist priest..."

While I was thinking, a familiar voice came.

Standing not far from him, Qiao Yan smiled and greeted him.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Qingyun frowned: "This woman has been in trouble recently. As expected..."

There was a man beside Qiao Yan, who was tall and tall, about 1.9 meters tall. Not only was he tall, but he was also very handsome. Occasionally, he tried to hold Qiao Yan's hand, but Qiao Yan always avoided it.

"Yanyan, please be careful. These monks are the best at lying. Don't believe them to avoid losses."

The sound was very small and far away, but Zhang Qingyun still heard it.

"He actually slandered poor Taoists..."

What kind of good person can Zhang Qingyun be?

Any grudge must be avenged immediately, not overnight.

He took out two talismans and seals from his arms, and when no one was around, Zhang Qingyun directly recited the verbal sentence.

The talisman paper ignites spontaneously without fire and turns into ashes.

Invisibly, there is a needle-like spiritual energy in front and a ball-like spiritual energy behind.

The needle mercilessly penetrates into the man's September flower...

"Ouch..."

The man who was about to try to hold the woman's hand again suddenly jumped up, howled in pain, and reached out to cover his September Flower. As he covered it, just before his palm covered the September Flower, the spherical spiritual energy stuck to it.

On his September flowers...

"boom..."

It's like this man just covered the September flower and it exploded...

Qiao Yan, who was following him, was startled and backed away with a horrified look on her face.

"Mother..."

A little girl blinked her big eyes: "Is this brother's fart so powerful? It's just like grandma's house setting off firecrackers during the New Year... It looks like he's in pain. The fart exploded, and it hurt the hemorrhoids..."

Before the little girl could finish speaking, her mother covered her mouth.

Let’s not talk about the little girl. There were a lot of people on the pedestrian street, and some people were still talking about it.

"Haha, this guy is extraordinary. I wanted to cover up the sound of his fart with a scream, but I didn't expect his fart to be so loud..."

"The key is, I farted and blew up my fart..."

"The world is so big, there are all kinds of strange things. It is hard to see strange people and strange things. Today I have gained a lot of experience."

"Look, he's bleeding, right? He farts and makes the September Flowers bleed?"

The man was holding his September Flower, his face was pale, and he was dripping with cold sweat. The place covered by his palm was filled with bright red blood, soaking through his clothes..."

"What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yan's eyes widened with disbelief on her face.

What happened to your ex-boyfriend whom you haven’t seen for several years?

Fart...destroyed my September Flower?

"It's okay...it's okay, my nephew must have set off firecrackers in my clothes..."

Men are embarrassed, ashamed, confused...

Why did it explode?

His nephew setting off firecrackers is pure nonsense. He has no nephews at all... Without brothers and sisters, how can he have a nephew?

The key is, even if firecrackers are put inside, how do they light it?

How did it ring?

Is this a poor excuse?

Qiao Yan didn't care whether his excuse was lame or not: "Hurry up and go to the hospital. My time is also up and I have to go back to the company..."

The man's face was full of resentment. He wanted to open his mouth, but in the end he walked toward the street with a pale face... He had to go to the doctor. Could it be that something was really wrong with him: "Did I really fart just now? And I filmed it."

After a while, he blew up his own butt?"

Zhang Qingyun was also stunned, this effect...

"It's so powerful, it's so sinful... I really didn't expect it... tsk tsk, a chrysanthemum exploded, it's so sad to be stuck in the pit from now on..."

Zhang Qingyun is beaming with joy, letting you pour dirty water on poor people.

"The Taoist Master is really elegant and elegant...he is extremely talented..."
Chapter completed!