Crazy son-in-law comes out: The stunning president chased after me

Mo Sanjin raised his head and saw Zhang Yu on the tree, his pupils shrank slightly, and the soft sword in his hand lay across his chest, and said, "Why are you here, aren't you behind me?"

Zhang Yu sat up from the tree trunk, stuffed the remaining wild fruit into his mouth, and said, "I have been waiting for you here for a long time, how can I escape at your speed."

Hearing this, Mo Sanjin showed a terrified expression on his face, gritted his teeth, and waved the soft sword in his hand to release a sword aura towards Zhang Yu.

But when he got the sharp sword energy and arrived in front of Zhang Yu, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"what?"

When Mo Sanjin saw this scene, the expression of horror on his face became more intense. At this moment, he was sure in his heart that Zhang Yu was an ancient warrior whose cultivation was many times higher than his.

"Do you still want to escape?"

Seeing Mo Sanjin turn around and prepare to leave, Zhang Yu showed a smile on his face, and then spit out the wild fruit core in his mouth towards Mo Sanjin's back.

call out!

The wild fruit core hit Mo Sanjin's back like a sharp arrow, a mouthful of blood spit out from the opponent's mouth, and then fell to the ground dying.

Zhang Yu walked up to Mo Sanjin and looked down at him, and was surprised to see him take out a cloth bag from his arms, and then took out a photo from it to look at with a happy face.

Zhang Yu frowned slightly. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He was holding a photo while he was about to die. Is this the charm of love?

Zhang Yu thought for a while, and three silver needles suddenly appeared between his right fingers.

shhhhhh!

With the sound of a breaking wind, three silver needles precisely fell into three big acupuncture points on Mo Sanjin's back, and the latter was surprised to find that his injuries seemed to be under control, and he seemed unable to die all at once.

"Why do you want to save me?"

Mo Sanjin noticed that the injury on his body had healed, so he got up from the ground and looked at Zhang Yu suspiciously.

Zhang Yu said: "Don't worry, I'm not a policeman. I saw that you were still looking at the woman in the photo when you were dying. I thought that such an infatuated person should not be a bad person, so I couldn't bear to look at you like this." die."

"However, you still need to answer a question for me. As far as I know, all people in the Blood Rain Building cannot quit for life. You should not be a member of the Blood Rain Building now. Why are you okay?"

Hearing this, Mo Sanjin sighed slightly, and then slowly told the other party about him.

It turned out that Mo Sanjin was indeed the killer of Xueyulou. He was brought up by Xueyulou since he was a child, and later became the tool of Xueyulou to kill people.

Until one day he met the woman who made his heart flutter, and then he had the idea of ​​leaving the Blood Rain Building, and followed that woman to find a place where no one knew to live in seclusion.

But Xueyulou will kill everyone who betrays, even if the other party escapes to the ends of the world, so Mo Sanjin was finally found by Xueyulou, and then started a life of escape.

Another time, Mo Sanjin and his wife Xu Fengjiao were forced to a cliff by people from Xueyu Building, so they jumped off the cliff holding hands. They thought they were going to die, but they found a big river under the cliff.

Nothing happened to Mo Sanjin, but his wife Xu Fengjiao hit her head against a rock while floating in the river and became a vegetable. After so many years, she was still lying in the hospital without any sign of waking up.

Hearing this, Zhang Yu's face was slightly moved. He was moved by Mo Sanjin's miserable love story.

"If that's the case, then why have you started to rob graves recently?"

Mo Sanjin quickly explained: "I didn't rob the tomb, I found out that there is a kind of soul-returning grass that grows specially on the coffin, which has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, so I went to those ancient tombs to find the soul-returning grass to save my wife."

Mo Sanjin raised his right hand and raised three fingers and said, "I can swear that I never took the things in those tombs, I just went to retrieve the soul grass to save my wife."

When Zhang Yu heard this, he realized that this was the case.

"I have a way to save your wife, so don't go to those ancient tombs again."

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Mo Sanjin showed a shocked expression on his face, looked at Zhang Yu with an incredulous expression in his eyes, and asked stutteringly, "You~ everything you said is true? Can you really save my wife?"

Zhang Yu nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Seeing that you love your wife so much, I can help you, not to mention that this kind of thing is not difficult for me."

When Mo Sanjin heard this, thinking of Zhang Yu's miraculous medical skills that saved him just now, he knelt down on one knee with an excited expression on his face, clasped his fists and said, "I once swore that if anyone can save my wife, then I will His fate is his, as long as you can save my wife, I will let you order me from now on."

Seeing Mo Sanjin like this, Zhang Yu thought for a while and didn't say anything else, then took Mo Sanjin away from Langya Mountain to the supermarket at the foot of the mountain to buy some rice paper, cinnabar, and brushes.

In a hotel, Zhang Yu was standing in front of a desk, putting the purchased rice paper on the table, and then picked up the scissors to cut the good rice paper into pieces of talisman paper.

When Mo Sanjin watched Zhang Yu cut the rice paper into small pieces of the same size, and then began to pick up the brush and dip it in cinnabar, his face was full of bewilderment.

How does he feel that what Zhang Yu is doing at this time is similar to what he saw Uncle Ying doing in some Hong Kong movies?

Just when Mo Sanjin was in a daze, he saw Zhang Yu taking a brush dipped in cinnabar and drawing dragon snakes on the rice paper. In less than 3 minutes, a ghost drawing talisman was completed.

Looking at the talisman issued by Zhang Yu, Mo Sanjin froze in place, his mouth was so big that he could almost stuff an egg into it.

He really didn't expect that Zhang Yu was really drawing talismans, but didn't those people on TV all use yellow talisman paper to draw talismans?Someone used white rice paper to draw symbols.

At this time, Mo Sanjin's eyes showed a trace of suspicion. He felt that he must have met a liar with great martial arts skills. He has traveled all over the world for so many years, but he has never heard that talisman paper can really save people. Psychological tricks.

Zhang Yu didn't pay attention to the thoughts in Mo Sanjin's heart, and the movement of drawing talismans still didn't stop. In just a few minutes, he had completed the production of more than a dozen pieces of talisman paper with different patterns.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know what you are?"

Seeing Zhang Yu put down the brush, Mo Sanjin quickly asked about the situation.

Looking at the dozens of talisman papers drawn on the table, Mo Sanjin felt dizzy when he thought that Zhang Yu might let him use this talisman paper to save his wife.

Isn't this a joke?

If the talisman could save his wife, then he would just go to burn incense and pray to Buddha all these years, why go to those ancient tombs and take huge risks to find the soul-returning grass?

Zhang Yu picked up the talisman paper of the first painting and handed it to Mo Sanjin, and said with a smile: "You can use this talisman paper to save your wife. Just say the word 'Pro'."

Mo Sanjin took the talisman paper that Zhang Yu stuffed into his hand, still a little dazed, staring at the talisman paper in his hand blankly, he felt like he was being tricked.