Only the writings of the heavens will counterattack

Chapter 131 Ultimate Licking - Dog Afan
Zhong Jun was still performing to his heart's content. With a big wave of her hand, his apprentice came down with a national flag. She was going to burn the flag to end the farce.

But this scene directly made the soldiers unable to sit still. They stared at the flag intently. Seeing that Zhong Jun wanted to burn the flag, the commander immediately said: "Protect the flag!"

After finishing speaking, two soldiers who were close to the flag rushed forward to protect the flag and block the flames that Zhong Jun provoked.

"Everyone, don't worry, this flag is a bit good, but it is far from my opponent. Next, I will return it to its original form."

Zhong Jun was a little surprised that the fire could not burn the flag. Although he felt strange, he didn't care.

On the contrary, it was this strange scene that surprised everyone behind them, as if they were a little scared.

After hearing Zhong Jun's words, everyone felt much better.

At this time, everyone held their breath and focused on the flag, fearing that they would miss something.

Jiang Fan saw clearly from the side that these soldiers were already a little angry.

If Zhong Jun is allowed to mess around like this, maybe these soldiers will draw their swords on innocent people, and it will be him who will clean up the mess.

Just when Zhong Jun was about to show off his skills again, Jiang Fan made a move.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me from eliminating demons!"

She didn't know what she was about to face until now, and looked at Jiang Fan angrily.

"look by youself."

Jiang Fan didn't waste time with the other party, but directly showed her the eyes of the sky, and opened eyes for others at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the world in front of him seemed to change completely, and there were densely packed soldiers standing in front of him.

"Oh my god."

Zhong Jun was frightened by the changes in front of him, and let out a bluff.

"Ah, there is a ghost..."

Needless to say, the rest of them were scared and ran away.

bang.

Zhong Jun couldn't even hold the mahogany sword in his hand, and he hid behind Jiang Fan tremblingly.

"What is this?" Zhong Jun asked in horror.

"Ghost!" Yang Feiyun stepped forward and said.

Jiang Fan walked towards the leading soldier head-on, and at the same time reached out to collect their flag, which was instantly grabbed by Jiang Fan.

This scene was seen by the soldiers, and their calm expressions finally changed slightly.

Yang Feiyun, who was behind Jiang Fan, saw Jiang Fan's hand, and his eyes were fixed.

"What kind of Taoism is this?"

Zhong Jun stared blankly at Jiang Fan and muttered to himself.

His eyes searched around, trying to find the thread in Jiang Fan's secret.

clap clap.

A group of soldiers stared at Jiang Fan and the national flag in his hand intently, and they would strike if Jiang Fan made any changes.

Jiang Fan patted the dust on the flag, blew it again, and handed it to the leading soldier.

The leading soldier glanced at Jiang Fan in surprise, nodded to him, and signaled the soldiers behind him to take back the flag.

"Thank you."

The leading soldier thanked him, and the rest of the hostility toward Jiang Fan was much less hostile, and their eyes were replaced by kind eyes.

"The kimono ghosts have surrendered, go back to their place, your mission is over, go back to your place."

Jiang Fan said to these people that he still respects these soldiers who stick to their positions and never forget to defend their homes and country after death.

"Are we victorious?" Hearing Jiang Fan's words, the leading soldier said excitedly.

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, we won and defeated those guys. You have completed your mission."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Fan could clearly feel that the Yin Qi lingering on these soldiers had dissipated a lot, and their obsessions were gradually disappearing.

"Thank you."

All the soldiers sincerely thanked Jiang Fan with one voice.

Jiang Fan smiled, and waved his hand to summon the local errands. Suddenly, a black mist rose, and four errands with black faces appeared in front of Jiang Fan. When they appeared, the surrounding air condensed a lot.

"what……"

The villagers hiding in the dark were even more frightened. Even some soldiers couldn't help trembling. If it weren't for their good discipline, they might have fainted from fright just like Zhong Jun.

These Yin soldiers ruled a place, and they were full of majesty, comparable to an overlord. They were not only effective for ghosts, but also for ordinary people.

"Wow..." Yin Bing cast his eyes on Jiang Fan, the guy who summoned them.

When Jiang Fan heard the Yin soldiers' nonsense, for a moment, he was a little kind.

Of course, he still couldn't understand.

Looking around, Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment, came to the corner, leaned over to pick up a piece of soil, smelled it, and there was no peculiar smell, then crumpled it into a ball, put it in his mouth, and then communicated with these ghosts.

Naturally, the others couldn't understand what nonsense they were talking about. They looked blankly at Jiang Fan communicating with Yin Cha. After some simple communication, Jiang Fan let out a resentment, took out the banknotes from his pocket, and wrote a few numbers on them. Covering the heat, he was taken away by the errand.

Seeing this, Yang Feiyun yelled in his heart: He can understand ghosts and gods!
Others saw Jiang Fan making a deal with Yincha, but what Yang Feiyun saw was Jiang Fan's connection with ghosts and gods.

This made him feel in awe of Jiang Fan.

After the deal was concluded, the errand took away the soldiers. Before leaving, the soldiers took the national flag and saluted Jiang Fan deeply.

After the matter was over, Yang Feiyun came to Jiang Fan's side and exclaimed: "I didn't expect you to be so humane to ghosts."

Jiang Fan was taken aback, the other party seemed to have made a mistake.

He was just afraid that these guys would make trouble, so he asked the Yin soldiers to take them away. What does it have to do with human feelings?
But Jiang Fan didn't explain. In fact, he had other plans for these guys, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up.

As for the kimono soldier spirits remaining on Hong Kong Island, with him and Mao Xiaofang around, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"He...they left?"

After the villagers saw that there were no ghosts around, they walked out tremblingly, and one of them asked.

Jiang Fan nodded, and Zhong Jun, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be unconscious, peeped with half-opened eyes.

"It's really great, thank you so much, you are really our number one master on Hong Kong Island."

Zhong Jun: "???"

Why do these words sound so familiar.

Everyone was full of praise for Jiang Fan, as if they regarded Jiang Fan as the number one ghost exorcist on Hong Kong Island.

This made everyone in the Seven Sisters Hall very upset, and Zhong Jun was even more upset.

Even the reporters who were going to take pictures of Zhong Jun rushed forward to take pictures of Jiang Fan. For a while, Jiang Fan was in a bad mood.

Yang Feiyun stood quietly aside, looking at Jiang Fan, who was so beautiful.

After getting rid of these not-so-annoying reporters, Jiang Fan and Yang Feiyun strolled on the road.

"Wen Cai, my house is just ahead, why don't you go to my house to rest?"

Yang Feiyun said.

Jiang Fan was also a little tired, so he nodded: "Yes."

After a while, the two came to Yang Feiyun's house. Yang Feiyun's house was very simple. Because of Yang Feiyun's fate, Jiang Fan immediately thought of a word when he came to his house for the first time.

The house is empty.

"Don't laugh, you know that I am destined to be short of money, and I am destined to be poor all my life."

Yang Feiyun said that it seemed that because Jiang Fan knew his secret, he was not going to hide it from Jiang Fan, and even confessed to him.

At this time, Yang Feiyun's wife, Ren Wanzhen, came in with tea. Jiang Fan could feel the strangeness of the other party as soon as she saw him, and she actually carried evil spirits.

Yang Feiyun asked Ren Wanzhen to leave first, and he explained: "This is my wife, who has always been considered the lone star of the devil."

"Don't you think so?" Jiang Fan questioned.

After hearing this, Yang Feiyun's expression froze, he didn't continue to speak, and then smiled.

it is more than words.

"You still have a wife in your family. Do you know how difficult it will be to marry a wife in the future?"

Jiang Fan sighed inwardly, Ren Wanzhen is a good daughter-in-law, but it's a pity that she met Yang Feiyun.

Jiang Fan said: "Ren Wanzhen is the lone star of the gods, and she is very suitable for your fortune and fate. Otherwise, wouldn't you have no money and no wife?"

Anyway, choking to death doesn't pay for life, Jiang Fan said.

Yang Feiyun was speechless by Jiang Fan's slander, and he paused for a while, so he could only say: "Don't you want fame and wealth?"

Wake up and take control of the world, drunk on the knees of beautiful women.

Yang Feiyun's ambition occupies more than half of Yang Feiyun's heart, it can be said to be obsession.

Jiang Fan thought for a while and said, "I'm not interested in money."

Yang Feiyun: "...!"

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the atmosphere became a little weird. Yang Feiyun's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

Afterwards, Yang Feiyun said in a deep voice: "How on earth do you want to tell me where the Flying Dragon Seven Stars Array is?"

Although Jiang Fan had promised him before to help him change his fate against the sky, in the end, Yang Feiyun never believed anyone.

After hearing this, Jiang Fan smiled and said, "I've been waiting for more than ten years, and it's not too short of a few days."

Yang Feiyun was silent for a moment, and finally said: "You better not lie to me."

"Now you can tell me about the efforts you have made over the years. It is not that simple to change your fate against the sky, so I advise you not to play tricks."

Jiang Fan said that he wanted to know what Yang Feiyun did to change his fate against the sky, so that he could find a way to help him.

The Flying Dragon Seven-Star Formation is just a last resort, and it would be best not to use it.

As soon as Yang Feiyun heard that he wanted to be honest with each other, this was a treatment that even his wife had never had. Moreover, some of the things Yang Feiyun planned these years were not high-end, and some of them were not up to the table. Faced with Jiang Fan's request, Yang Feiyun suddenly fell silent.

A little, Yang Feiyun asked seriously: "Why should I trust you?"

I have to be cautious, the moment Yang Feiyun spoke, even Jiang Fan caught a killing intent, but he hid it very well, Jiang Fan sneered in his heart when he found out, if it wasn't for fate, he could kill the other party now.

"No one understands fate better than me!"

At least, I know better than you.

Jiang Fan said that he has been in contact with fate, although it is not long, but he deeply feels the horror of fate.

"You have no choice but to trust me."

Jiang Fan added, his words were calm but full of confidence.

Now Yang Feiyun doesn't know how powerful Mao Xiaofang is, so Jiang Fan is right, he has no choice but Jiang Fan.

"Ugh……"

After a deep sigh, Yang Feiyun finally chose to compromise.

He slowly told Jiang Fan what he had done these years, and Yang Feiyun's voice came from the quiet room until late at night.

Ren Wanzhen, who stayed alone in the vacant room, was already used to Yang Feiyun's behavior. She thought of Jiang Fan. This was the first time Yang Feiyun brought someone home. Is there anything special about him? .

After thinking about it, she fell asleep. When she woke up the next morning, Ren Wanzhen subconsciously looked at the bedside, but she didn't see Yang Feiyun, so she got up and went to the living room to have a look.

Finding that Jiang Fan and Yang Feiyun hadn't slept all night, seeing Ren Wanzhen, Yang Feiyun showed a rare smile and said, "You're awake, can you help us make breakfast?"

Very polite and gentle, which surprised Ren Wanzhen for a while.

After a night of conversation, although Jiang Fan was a little ashamed of Yang Feiyun's behavior of murdering for money, but for his own purpose, Jiang Fan temporarily endured it.

Yang Feiyun has done a lot to make himself rich, but without exception, they all failed, which made his life even more embarrassing.

First of all, he himself must not hold too much money. Yang Feiyun also revealed how much money he has, that is, except for basic expenses - generally ten yuan, he cannot put too much money on his body.

Secondly, his total net worth cannot exceed a certain limit. Yang Feiyun also concluded that it is about 300 yuan a month, which is the sum of the daily accumulation.

In addition, because Yang Feiyun has a wife, his sum has risen to five hundred, that is to say, the family's money cannot exceed five hundred a month.

But it is worth noting that Yang Feiyun's fate is even stricter for his close relatives. Ren Wanzhen's wealth is at most five yuan.

Finally, when Yang Feiyun's money exceeds the limit, he must go bankrupt to eliminate the disaster, otherwise, there will be various accidents and eventually he will lose all his money.

To sum it up in one sentence, when Yang Feiyun, or his immediate family members, get excess money, they will not be able to own it, and it may even bring disaster.

"So you can only depend on others?" Jiang Fan asked.

Yang Feiyun nodded, this is also the reason why he became Yu Dahai's subordinate, he couldn't keep money at all, once he wanted Ren Wanzhen to keep it for her, but in the end he left his hometown and had to come to Hong Kong Island.

Even if he divorced his wife, Ren Wanzhen would belong to the family if he divorced.

After all, the two were once married.

What an honest fate.

Jiang Fan couldn't help sighing.

"That's right, even a rotten person like Yu Dahai can make a fortune, so why am I still penniless after decades of good deeds?"

Yang Feiyun said angrily.

With an idea in his mind, Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked, "That is to say, as long as someone keeps your money for you, then you are equivalent to having a huge amount of wealth?"

Yang Feiyun was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said, "It's true to say so, but who would be so stupid that they don't want money..."

amount.

Before he could speak, he suddenly remembered that someone said that he didn't care about money.

Judging by Jiang Fan's appearance, he doesn't look like a fool.

Jiang Fan looked at Yang Feiyun with a half-smile, and Yang Feiyun suddenly realized, "You want me to make you a lot of money, and then let me have a huge amount of wealth through your medium?"

Jiang Fan nodded, he really had such an idea.

But after Yang Feiyun finished speaking, he frowned.

What's the difference between this and him making money for Yu Dahai?
Moreover, he felt vaguely in his heart that this Jiang Fan must have made up such a lie to deceive himself to make money, right?

Jiang Fan seemed to know what Yang Feiyun was thinking, so he said, "You don't have to worry about money, I have my own way. After all, do you want a big house, or what?"

amount.

How do you feel that you are taking care of me?
Yang Feiyun was ashamed.

"Then let's go to the big house." Yang Feiyun said.

In his heart, he was more inclined to change his life. After all, this is not a long-term solution, but Jiang Fan wants to experiment, so let him experiment.

It just so happened that he also wanted to know if this was feasible.

Seeing that Yang Feiyun agreed, Jiang Fan got up, and before leaving, he said to Yang Feiyun: "My friend is locked in a cell."

Yang Feiyun nodded: "I understand."

After Jiang Fan turned and left, Yang Feiyun's expression turned gloomy instantly.

"he's gone?"

Ren Wanzhen asked while holding the porridge.

Yang Feiyun didn't answer, but grabbed Ren Wanzhen, turned her around, lifted off Ren Wanzhen's cheongsam, and plunged into the acupuncture point.

Ren Wanzhen seemed to be used to Yang Feiyun venting like this, so she pursed her lips and did not speak.

"what……"

Yang Feiyun galloped in anger and fought on the battlefield.

"I am obsessed with being poor, so old and childless?"

……

Yang Feiyun's efficiency was very fast. Not long after Jiang Fan returned to the inn, Mao Xiaofang was released.

After the two heard the news from Jiang Fan last night, they couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed.

"I didn't expect this Zhong Jun to use these methods to deceive the villagers and collect money."

Mao Xiaofang, who originally had some admiration for Zhong Jun, was quite indignant when he learned of Zhong Jun's true face.

Mao Xiaofang hated these guys who bluffed and deceived without real materials.

"Wen Cai, didn't you find Xuan Kui's trace yesterday?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

On the way back, Mao Xiaofang did not hear that anyone was killed.

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Xuan Kui didn't show up, presumably he's hiding."

Mao Xiaofang nodded, and didn't bother Xuankui too much, as long as he was still here, he would be caught.

"Thank you for what happened last night. If it weren't for you, we would have been imprisoned for a long time."

Mao Xiaofang said, a little surprised by Jiang Fan's relationship.

Jiang Fan smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

After some simple exchanges, Jiang Fan was ready to go out, and he was going to get a lot of money next.

As soon as he walked out of the inn, Ah Fan hurried over and called Jiang Fan to stop him. He looked at Jiang Fan with an embarrassed face, and then asked falteringly: "Wen Cai..."

"Wen Cai, do you have money?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fan knew that A Fan must be short of money again.

After hearing this, Jiang Fan said: "Afan, I have money, but I will not lend it to you. I know you like Ajin, but you have to know that a woman will not like a man who has no ability. A way to make money also needs people, if you are willing, come with me."

Jiang Fan said, this made Afan's originally gloomy expression suddenly brighten, and he said without thinking: "Really, thank you so much, Wencai."

Jiang Fan smiled and shook his head, as the ultimate lick-dog, Afan, is no longer suitable for cultivating Taoism, and his heart of cultivating Taoism has long been tied to Ajin.

A Fan ran over and said something to Mao Xiaofang briefly, and then followed Jiang Fan in a desperate manner, because he was very relieved of Jiang Fan, so Mao Xiaofang didn't ask too much about where A Fan was going.

(End of this chapter)