The heavens start from Maoshan

"Understood." Zhou Zhengsheng assured again and again: "As long as the woman in red dares to show her face, I will kill her and never let her do bad things."

Done.

Zhou Zhengsheng was a little uncertain again: "Jiang Tian's side..."

"Don't worry about it."

"In the morning news, there will be a news that he committed suicide in fear of crime, and then the people from the Economic Investigation Section will show his face. As for the facts, whoever cares about this will just watch the fun."

The voice on the phone became deeper and deeper: "And you, my friend, you are a real hero. I think you should practice your signature, and you will be able to use it in the next few years."

"Yes."

"I see."

all...

Listen to the busy tone on the other end of the phone.

The smile on Zhou Zhengsheng's face could no longer be suppressed.

He Zhou Zhengsheng is not a chamber pot, he is destined to do something.

"Good wife."

"Good son..."

Take a look at the mother and child corpses standing behind her.

One mouthful.

Zhou Zhengsheng kissed immediately.

What kind of person is going the wrong way.

What is the difference between yin and yang.

My son is ugly, he is ugly, with green face, long teeth, three inches, and a little bald head, but his wife is virtuous and his son is filial, and his life is prosperous and prosperous.

the next day...

"Hello, dear audience friends."

"This city's anti-illegal and anti-evil actions have reached a new high. Under the strict scrutiny of comrades in the investigation team and the in-depth visits of the economic investigation team."

"Jiang Tian, ​​chairman of the Qianglong Group, who has occupied this city for 30 years and is known as Jiang Bancheng, committed suicide in desperation..."

Next is the screen broadcast.

Bureau Lu took the lead and stood at the front of the line in police uniform.

Afterwards, hundreds of police officers lined up and saluted the police flag solemnly: "We solemnly swear that we will carry out the eradication of evil to the end."

clap clap...

The reporters at the scene burst into applause.

a little.

Bureau Lu spoke again and said, "After many investigations and pursuits, the corpses of the mother and child have been successfully solved. The murderer is Zhang Hao, a folk magician who participated in the Malay Magician Competition and won No.3. grades.

later.

Zhang Hao's magic was stuck in a bottleneck and he was still unable to break through.

As time goes by, Zhang Hao's mental problems gradually appear. He wants to make a big splash and perform a large-scale magic trick that attracts worldwide attention.

then.

Frenziedly created the corpses of mother and child. "

boom!

The reporters were all in an uproar.

Some even didn't believe the answer, and asked: "Ju Lu, you said this is a man-made, ordinary case of acting in the name of gods and ghosts?"

"very true."

Director Lu replied firmly: "Please rest assured about the security of Jiang City, and cases similar to the dead bodies of children and mothers will never happen again in the future."

......

"Neither admit nor deny."

"If possible, all the strange cases that are currently occurring or may occur are classified as ordinary cases, and the No. 4 sub-bureaus in various places will conduct investigations to reduce panic as much as possible."

Inside the office.

Lu Bureau took a document and handed it to Zhang Heng: "Look at it, this is the latest instruction, the meaning is very clear, suppress it if you can, and try to delay the arrival of the times."

Zhang Heng made tea by himself.

He didn't even glance at the documents on the table: "I'm a lazy person. If Zhou Zhengsheng can solve the problems, let him solve them. Let him be the benchmark of the city. You and I hide behind the scenes and wait for the day when the sky changes." .”

"The sky changes..."

Director Lu frowned a little: "Can we afford to wait, I'm not young anymore."

As Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Jiang, he is an outstanding person of the same generation.

Mr. Zhuang committed suicide in the interrogation room.

President Jiang committed suicide by falling from a building.

Now the old people are dying one after another, and he, after all, is 56 years old, and he is about to go to [-].

"Jiang Taigong."

"At the age of 72, he was still fishing in the Weishui River, but he took off only when he met King Wen."

"You are only 56 this year, younger than your grandfather."

Seeing that Lu Ji looked a little ugly.

Zhang Heng smiled again: "Don't worry, you don't have to wait for 16 years. After three years, you may be able to see the first look. Now, if you can't afford it, you have to wait. In this era, it is limited by the world, let alone you." , I didn't sing either."

Calculate the time.

Three years later.

I am 59 years old, and I seem to have enough time.

Director Lu knew that now was not the time to eat tofu, and Weng said, "Now you and I are joining forces, surrounded by black and white, and building Yangjiang like a railway, it stands to reason that I should be content.

How can I be contented?

I have been suppressed for 30 years, and now I am facing a big change, and I am making progress. If you help me, you are actually helping yourself. "

Zhang Heng did not refute.

Because through the understanding during this period of time, Lu Bureau is indeed a good partner, and it can be regarded as a good partner in the era of weak spirits.

......

Three years later.

Time never stays for anyone, so does the times.

Shake.

Three full years have passed since the beginning of the spiritual recovery.

Although on the bright side.

Still no reports of strange events or strange people.

But there is a good saying.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

In the past three years, there have been more and more bizarre and weird things.

Or echo what others say.

Or experience it firsthand.

Under the calm tide, what cannot be concealed is the prosperity of Buddhism and Taoism, and the rampage of sorcerers.

"amulet."

"The authentic amulet of Suhang Lingyin Temple, one piece is three thousand, two pieces are five thousand, if you miss this village, you won't have this shop."

Next to the sidewalk.

A middle-aged sorcerer shook a copper bell, and swearingly introduced: "If you go to Lingyin Temple to ask for talismans, a piece of talisman can say tens of thousands, why are my talismans so cheap, because my talismans are privately made by eminent monks, There is no middleman to make the difference."

Upon hearing this.

Someone below made a mistake: "Master, I seldom read books, don't lie to me. This talisman is written with the imperial edict. It looks like a Taoist talisman. How could it come from Lingyin Temple? Lingyin Temple is a monk. Temple, people use Sanskrit."

The middle-aged warlock was not in a hurry at all, shaking the bell in his hand: "What do you know, green lotus, white lotus root, and lotus leaf flower, the three religions were originally one family, Taoists still knock on wooden fish, monks also use whisks, and Lingyin Temple also needs to use whisks." Keep up with the times, is it difficult to write the word edict, who stipulated that monks cannot write imperial edicts?"

The young man insisted: "Master, it's impossible. The command talisman is just a rhetoric. When it is subdivided, it can be divided into the Taiyi command talisman, the original command talisman, the Leifu command talisman, or the Taiyi command talisman...

Monks believe in Buddha.

Yours is the amulet of the Five Thunder God Generals in the Thunder Mansion Command Talisman.

To draw this Taoist talisman, you must offer incense to the Five Thunder God Generals, otherwise the talisman will not work. At least I can’t figure out how Lingyin Temple enshrines the Five Thunder God Generals. "

Done.

The young man also rolled up his sleeves, and took out a stack of talismans from the cloth bag at his waist: "Look at me, this is a serious Lushan School Lingbao amulet, and it only costs two thousand, and it is covered with a talisman. There are many more seals in the mountain seal than your command talisman from Lingyin Mountain."

"Really?"

The middle-aged warlock listened.

He took off the sunglasses on his face, held the talisman and shouted in surprise: "I have traveled all over the world for so many years, and I finally saw the real talisman..."

cut...

roadside.

The crowd who had been eating melons and onlookers all left with a huff.

The middle-aged warlock stood there in embarrassment, and shouted: "Don't go, this is a good talisman, take it home to keep you safe."

He was ignored at all.

There was even a couple of young couples who were still talking while walking: "The threshold for being a liar is so low now."

The boy responded: "Yeah, the acting is too exaggerated, especially the middle-aged warlock, who is so poor in acting, how can he come out to make a living."

quiet...

Looking at the scattered crowd.

The young man was at a loss: "Second Uncle, everyone is gone, what should I do?"

"What should I do?"

The second uncle is also distressed: "People nowadays, it's not easy to be deceived. In my opinion, if it doesn't work, just go back to the village and shovel the ground. Just three years ago, I didn't dig out any six Lushan spells from the ground. "

"No?"

The young man became anxious when he heard this: "Second Uncle, even if you don't want to marry a wife, I still want to find a wife."

Done.

The young man was also ruthless: "Uncle, last time a boss named Zhou was interested in our book of spells. If it doesn't work, let's sell him six spells and ask for a lot of money."

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man also became interested: "Yes, I sold it to a man surnamed Zhou. The man surnamed Zhou wears gold and silver. It looks like he is worth a lot."

The two discussed together.

After three years, they have learned three of the six Lushan techniques.

I thought about it.

Relying on two kinds of talismans, he himself is considered a strange person, and after coming to a big city, he can't eat or drink spicy food.

The results are good.

No one appreciates it at all, so I can only say: "I look at the moon and leave tears."