Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

I didn't expect that there would be such a surprise, yes! !

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, the pilgrim thanked Cheng Fan again and again, and left with the Wenchang Talisman full of joy.

At this moment, Cheng Fan's mood is also a little happy. The progress of this mission, which has been quiet for a long time, has finally progressed a step forward!

is a good sign...

Then he sat on a futon, waiting for Xu Huan to bring in the next pilgrim.

Not long after, Xu Huan walked in with a gangster-like man.

Seeing this person, Cheng Fan also showed a smile on his face.

The person who is waiting for today is here!

"Benefactor please!"

Cheng Fan got up and lit three sticks of incense and handed it to the man, and gestured to the statue of the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing.

The man nodded in various ways, and then took the three sticks of incense.

Cheng Fan returned to the table and stared at his back.

Cheng Fan found that the peace talisman that was given to him that night was gone.

It seems that he successfully saved him from the disaster.

And through the eyes of the sky, Cheng Fan saw that the man in front of him had an aura of official luck above his head that was in full swing.

It seems that after returning to normal, his future will no longer have to be the same as before, and there will be no tomorrow after today.

And his future will also be bright!

Just seeing these, Cheng Fan suddenly thought of those bloody sirens, and felt a little melancholy again.

Because the person in front of him is burdened with many things that cannot be shared with others.

For example, the lives of those comrades in arms.

Live instead of them...

Chapter 71 Do you want to see them again?

"Thank you for the peace talisman given by the Taoist priest that night."

As the man said, there was still a hint of fear on his face, and he smiled wryly: "That night, if it wasn't for the peace talisman presented by the Taoist priest, I might have died..."

Then he laughed again: "Now my younger brother has also known the cause and effect of me, and now the relationship with me has eased."

"Originally, I planned to bring him here to thank the Taoist priest, but he still seems to be guilty of misunderstanding me all these years..."

As he said that, the man scratched his head in embarrassment.

Cheng Fan smiled and shook his head and said, "It's just a small effort, and I didn't help your brother, so he doesn't have to thank you."

"Your words……"

Speaking of this, Cheng Fan looked at the incense that the man had placed on the incense burner under the Daozu statue of Sanqing just now.

He said with a smile: "Now that the karma is over, there is no need for other words of thanks."

"If the benefactor is grateful in his heart, you might as well take the statue of the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing back home and offer incense every day, and the pindao will thank the benefactor..."

Hearing this, the man froze for a moment.

He originally planned to offer a large amount of incense money to thank him, but Cheng Fan's words caught him off guard.

However, when he turned his head and thought of the magic of the peace talisman, he immediately figured it out.

Maybe this is the real master of Taoism...

Thinking of this, the man was even a little ashamed, just now he thought of insulting the Taoist priest with worldly money!

Hastily said: "That's nature, that's nature..."

Hearing this, Cheng Fan got up slowly, asked him to wait for a while, and then went to the backyard.

Not long after, Cheng Fan returned to the main hall again.

Only this time, Cheng Fan had three more wooden statues in his hands, which were placed in a shrine.

The shrines and statues were all carved out of wood by Cheng Fan when he was killing time.

Then put it on the table and gestured to the man opposite.

The man thanked Cheng Fan again, and said that after returning home, he would definitely set fire to worship Sanqing Daozu every day.

Seeing the man's sincerity, Cheng Fan nodded in satisfaction.

Then he took out the cloth bag that the man had left behind from the system space.

Then he opened it, and dumped the alarm numbers, bank cards, and hundreds of dollars in cash on the case table.

Seeing Cheng Fan's actions at first, the man was still a little puzzled.

It's just that when he saw Cheng Fan take out that very familiar cloth bag, the smile on the man's face froze immediately.

Looking at the police numbers and bank cards that Cheng Fan laid down on the desk, the man fell silent.

Reaching out to pick up the bloody sirens and bank cards, they rubbed them together in their hands.

At this moment, the mood just now was gone, and even began to become a little heavy.

The reason why he was able to wipe out that D Xiao gang this time was that these brothers helped him a lot!

It was these brothers who made him succeed this time, and only then did he have his current peace!

In his heart, he always felt that way.

The situation I am in now is different, I am no longer living on a knife edge, and I am at ease.

Looking at the sirens of these brothers again, the images of swearing oaths with the owners of these sirens and helping each other in the hail of bullets will come to mind.

Immediately, I can't help but feel my nose a little sore...

Cheng Fan took out these things, originally intending to tell him and let him take them back by himself.

It's just that seeing this scene at this moment, I don't know how to speak.

After a moment of silence, the silence in the main hall was finally broken.

He said, "Want to meet them?"

Cheng Fan glanced at the sirens in the man's hand, and there were still some remnants of the power of faith on these sirens.

But it is obviously different from the belief of believers and gods.

What Cheng Fan sensed was that there was a sharp edge in these beliefs and vows, like a sharp knife, but full of righteousness!

However, as long as these things exist, Cheng Fan may try to reshape these beliefs into the figures of those people.

However, Cheng Fan can only make it into a projection-like effect at best.

After all, this is just a wish of faith, not the soul itself.

Just hearing it in the ears of the man opposite, it was like thunder!

The man's eyes widened, and he looked at Cheng Fan with red eyes: "Dao... Daoist, can you let me see them again?"

Cheng Fan nodded, then pointed to these warning signs: "There is their aura on it, it can be done."

"It's just that I'm not capable enough. At most, I can only make a projection of a certain part of their life."

"Good! Good! Good!" The man said three good words directly.

Then he hastily handed all these alarm signals to Cheng Fan for Cheng Fan to use.

After his mission was over, he went to the martyrs cemetery to visit these brothers who fought side by side.

It's just that he can only face the cold tombstone, he really wants to see these former brothers again.

Hearing Cheng Fan's words now, how could he not be excited...

Cheng Fan took these warning signs, put them on the case table, and began to make seals with his hands.

The golden core mana in the body surged crazily.

Not long after, all the power of faith on the siren was pulled out by Cheng Fan, carrying Cheng Fan's mana, and was swung by Cheng Fan.

Immediately, the entire main hall underwent tremendous changes.

The original environment of the main hall turned into a dark night. On the grass in the playground of the police academy, a group of people were playing and laughing, with extremely real expressions on their faces.

The man on the opposite side saw this scene and looked at the young faces in front of him whose memories were deeply rooted in his bones.

For a moment, the man's eyes were blurred.

He remembered this scene, that after that night, they set foot on that abyss road one after another.

He still remembered that on the grass at that time, a boy who always had a sunny smile on his face said to him, "It would be great if there was no D owl in the world..."

He still remembers his confident reply at that time: "I will finish him!"

yes……

Now he's ended a gang, but...

Finally turn around, what about you people...

Looking at the pictures in front of him, the man burst into tears.

He wanted to go forward and hug these people, but his body passed through them.

Only then did he remember that the Taoist priest said just now that this was just some fragments, a projection, of their lives.

The eye sockets became more and more blurred, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He may not have thought about it himself, a tough guy who has never cried when he was hit by a bullet.

After seeing this scene, he was completely dumbfounded by crying...

At this moment, after being an undercover agent for so many years, all the accumulated emotions were released.

…………

The picture didn't last long, it only took a few minutes, and it quickly dissipated.

Cheng Fan looked at those warning signs again, and the power of faith on them had dissipated...

At this moment, the system prompt sounded in Cheng Fan's mind in time.

【Ding! ...]

Chapter 72 Humph!stupid ant

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Time passed little by little, and the main hall regained its tranquility.

Cheng Fan was alone inside, looking at the gate of the main hall, sighing slightly.

After gathering his emotions, the man left with those alarm signs and bank cards.

Then he shook his head slightly, ready to welcome the next pilgrim.

After helping the man achieve what he wanted just now, the system in his mind sounded a notification sound, indicating that the progress of the task has gone one step further.

At present, the progress of the task has reached 2/3, just need to help one more pilgrim achieve his wish, and the task will be completed!

It's just that the next pilgrims just came to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Cheng Fan was not in a hurry either.

The most fundamental way to cultivate the Tao is to cultivate the mind, just take it slowly, and it will always be completed.

The day passed quickly...

The next morning, the little girl got up from the bed, then awkwardly put on her Taoist uniform, with her messy hair on her head.

When he came to the backyard, Xu Huan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it.

"Ninny, come!"

Xu Huan waved at her nannie: "Sister Huanhuan combs her hair."