Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

Zhou Yun looked through the wall and looked at a room on the second floor.

In that room sat a little man.

About 60 years old, with a thin build, leaning on the sofa with his head up, he seemed to be asleep.

And when the mouth made a hoarse breath, a cloud of dark mist gushed out of the mouth.

"This is?"

Zhou Yun looked at the fog, circling in the air, corroding everything.

He raised his hand and waved lightly, and the invisible wind blew, bringing the dark mist.

Looking at the mist, the moment it landed in Zhou Yun's hand, a golden light spread from his palm.

Golden body protection.

The Golden Light Curse started to work on its own.

"Dead air, rotten dead air!"

Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of doubts, a living person, the breath of life is actually lifeless?
"Old Qi, come out and meet Lin Jiu." A voice sounded from upstairs.

On the second floor, the old man who raised his head and opened his mouth suddenly woke up.

When you open your eyes, karma sweeps across the sky.

For a second, the old man was a tattered, decayed bag.

At this time, the power of luck descended from the sky and enveloped his whole body.

"I'm coming!"

When the old man got up, he was full of momentum, completely different from his previous appearance.

"It's evil, it's not right, Bai..."

Zhou Yun withdrew his mind and hurriedly raised his head.

There is a snow-white in front of me, close at hand, and the fragrance is tangy.

Ren Tingting was wearing a princess dress with light makeup on her face, like a little princess.

"Uncle Master, why are you in a daze, Tingting is looking for you!"

Qiu Sheng's tone was a little angry, obviously unhappy about being stopped.

Ren Tingting smiled quietly, leaned over and stretched out her hand to hug Zhou Yun in her arms.

"Brother Zhou Yun, follow me to the second floor."

Ren Tingting stroked Zhou Yun's head, and looked like a pair of siblings in the eyes of outsiders.

But only Zhou Yun heard Ren Tingting's deeply uneasy voice.

Zhou Yun, who thought it was Ren Tingting who missed her, immediately raised her head from the warmth.

Ren Tingting's eyes were red.

No matter how beautiful the makeup was, Ren Tingting tried her best to maintain a quiet smile, but the fear in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yun asked with a frown.

"Brother Zhou Yun, go to the second floor." Ren Tingting looked around vigilantly.

Seeing this, Zhou Yun patted Qiu Sheng on the head.

"You and Wencai are waiting here, don't worry, nothing will happen."

After saying that, Zhou Yun jumped to the ground.

On the side, Qiu Sheng, who was preoccupied, just turned around to speak.

A hand suddenly reached out and pushed Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng staggered, and when he looked back, it was the soldier from before.

"Do not move."

There was a murderous look on the soldier's body, and there was a hint of mockery and provocation in his indifferent eyes.

This is what Qiusheng wanted to do with him before bearing the grudge.

"Son of a bitch."

Qiu Sheng felt angry when he was stopped by his uncle before, but now he couldn't help it.

Thousands of anger exploded in my heart.

And the soldier seemed to be waiting for this moment, seeing Qiu Sheng make a move.

With a mocking smile, he pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Qiu Sheng's head.

The angry Qiu Sheng suddenly became stiff, and his raised fist stopped in mid-air.

At this time, a figure silently appeared between Qiu Sheng and the soldier.

"Master Uncle." Qiu Sheng's pupils shrank again, subconsciously pulling Master Uncle behind him.

The soldier also saw Zhou Yun.

"Hey."

A smirk flashed across the soldier's cold eyes, and a cold laugh came out of his mouth, which seemed to show his disdain for Zhou Yun.

"You are so rude."

Zhou Yun raised his head and looked at the warrior while holding the Taoist robe, and the Yuanshen only caused a slight ripple.

"boom!"

The soldier suddenly felt his brain roaring for a moment, and his eyes went dark for a moment.

"woo"

The soldier held his head and snorted, the pain in his head almost exploded.

After a long time to react, his eyes narrowed a gap.

I can see the child in front of me faintly, but I don't know if it is an illusion, and suddenly the child in front of me is like a mountain.

"Are you going to shoot my grandson with a gun?"

Zhou Yun crossed his hips and kicked the soldier's leg.

The soldier was kicked and his feet swayed, and he knelt down in front of Zhou Yun.

"We were invited by your commander, and that's why you treat us like this. Do you want me to go to Wei Dabang now to see how his subordinates are doing things?"

Zhou Yun stretched out his hand and nodded the soldier's head.

The soldier's face was flushed with blood, and his thoughts were probably confused, leaving only a trace of sobriety to look at Zhou Yun's cute appearance.

But it's like looking at a scourge.

Although I don't know why, the fear is everywhere, as if it came from the depths of the soul.

There were quite a few military officers in the yard, and they all paid attention when there was a conflict.

Originally, they all had the attitude of watching a play, but when they heard Zhou Yun's words.

Immediately, several people came over.

They don't know why Wei Dabang invited a few people, young and old.

But they were too familiar with the character of their commander.

If these people are really useful to the commander in chief, then if something happens, they can be shot.

As the commander himself, he also likes to do things that stain the spot with blood.

"Hahahaha, kid, don't be angry, this stinky ruffian has such a personality, come here, a few, sit here." A middle-aged man laughed.

"Hmph, sit with you?"

Zhou Yun smiled disdainfully, turned his head and took Tingting's hand, holding the Taoist robe in one hand.

"Tingting, let's go play elsewhere."

Ren Tingting's face was full of worry when the soldier stood up before.

Seeing that there was no major conflict, Ren Tingting glanced timidly into the building, and led Zhou Yun away.

"My dear grandson, you two just stay outside. Don't worry about your master. Your master has lived half his life and has never encountered anything."

Zhou Yun turned his head and said something to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

Qiu Sheng's face was still red, but following Zhou Yun's attack just now, he calmed down and let out a long breath of fear.

As for Wencai, when others told him not to move, this kid really didn't dare to move.

"Okay, Master Uncle." Qiu Sheng nodded, but there was still worry in his eyes.

"In addition, I have endured it once, and next time there will be a bastard who doesn't have eyes, so just hit him!"

Zhou Yun glanced around and raised his fist at Qiu Sheng.

"This..." Qiu Sheng was taken aback when he heard the sound.

"I can't, I can't, I have a gun." Wen Cai hurriedly waved his hands in fright.

"It's okay, if you don't fight, just watch Qiusheng fight." Zhou Yun said to Wencai with a smile.

Wen Shengwen tilted his head and thought for a while: "That's about the same."

"Anyway, don't think too much about it. Your master is still talking about things inside. As for the gunmen outside, they dare not shoot without Wei Dabang's order."

"Anyway, just don't suffer, you have a master!"

After Zhou Yun finished speaking, he and Ren Tingting walked towards the building together.

Originally, I stopped Qiusheng before, but I just didn't want to cause trouble.

But the soldier's nostrils were upturned, he really thought he had no temper.

As for whether the soldiers around will shoot? .

Zhou Yun is not deep in Daoism, but he is sure of one thing! .

Within the scope of this one-third of an acre of land, his Golden Light Curse is faster than bullets.

Following Zhou Yun and Ren Tingting to leave.

After listening to Zhou Yun's words, Qiu Sheng also had a smile on his face, and led Wen Cai to a table.

The soldier who followed Wen Cai was probably about the same age as Qiu Sheng, and he hadn't spoken to him all this time.

Looking at his companion on the ground, he was still kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

The little soldier glanced vaguely at Zhou Yun who was leaving.

For some reason, when he stood beside the child, he felt as if he was facing a towering mountain.

He couldn't tell the specifics, but a voice deep in his heart told him.

Don't mess with this kid.

It was because of this that the little soldier was extra careful.

Since he was a child, he can perceive the differences in others, including whether everyone treats him kindly or maliciously.

It's as if God's will is helping him choose everyone he meets.

Because of this, he hardly offends anyone, and he also makes good friends with many people.

This is also one of the reasons why he can become Wei Dabang's personal soldier at such a young age.