Live fortune telling: Encounter a wanted criminal at the beginning

On the barrage: "..."

Little Taoist Mingtan: "..."

Witnessing this scene without warning, everyone was shocked.

Quiet as a chicken.

But Mingtan obviously still respects his master very much.

After a brief period of shock, he immediately came to his senses, his eyes instantly turned red, full of despair and reluctance.

explosion!

His master exploded!

This means that his master has perished in human form.

Master...Master...

"Zhang Huansheng has done many evil things and killed countless people. In the past thirty years, all the pilgrims who have come to your temple to suppress evil have been harmed by him, and half of them died at his hands." When Ming Tan was desperate, Jiang Ye The sound sounded.

He was stunned.

Then he looked at Jiang Ye.

There was a hint of shock in those eyes full of despair and reluctance.

Kill, kill countless people?

Were all the pilgrims who died inexplicably before caused by his master?

This this……

Ming Tan stared at Jiang Ye blankly, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute something, but remembering the way his master looked just now, he was unable to refute.

Master...that's the true face of Master, right?

Jiang also knew that it was difficult for him to accept it, but he did not comfort him. He even continued to say: "Zhang Huansheng is the Ghost King, and he walks around the world wearing the skin of Guan Zhang Yongren. It is not difficult to kill people without leaving any trace."

"But even if he didn't leave any traces and was not targeted by other cultivators or special personnel, the evil reputation of Zhenxie Temple spread from this, and the number of pilgrims to Zhenxie Temple has become increasingly rare since then."

"People who live nearby don't dare to come, and people from far away have never been heard of again after a long time."

"This is why the Suppressing Evil Temple has existed for a long time, and the disciples in the temple are all good in cultivation, but they have never been famous."

Swah——

After Mingtan listened, a pale and sick feeling suddenly appeared on his fair little face.

Jiang also easily unlocked the body-fixing technique on him.

As soon as it was untied, Mingtan collapsed directly on the ground, his eyes lowered with his head down.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it.

Although those rumors were more than ten or twenty years ago, in recent years some pilgrims who came to Zhenxie Temple to offer incense also died inexplicably soon after returning. He once thought that there was an evil spirit near the Taoist temple.

For this reason, he personally went to the Taoist temple to exorcise evil spirits, but found nothing and only met a few ghosts.

Those brats couldn't do those things, so he let them go.

But he did not give up. He has been tracing since then, but there has been no progress. After all, how could he doubt... that his master was the evil spirit?

He was admitted to the Taoist temple by his master at a glance, and as soon as he entered the Taoist temple, he became the master's direct disciple. Such a master has always been the existence that he admires the most in his heart.

But now...

"Pfft--" Mingtan couldn't bear it any longer. He jerked his body forward and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, all the water friends were very worried about him!

But Jiang still didn't comfort him.

Mingtan didn't need her comfort. On the contrary, after he spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body became a little bit alive.

He raised his head, with despair in his eyes mixed with blood at the corner of his mouth, and smiled guiltily at Jiang Ye: "Miss Jiang, what happened today is that Xiaodao is sorry for you and almost hurt you."

"Master Xiaodao... Master Xiaodao's matter means that other people's souls are dead. Xiaodao will definitely handle it and give you an explanation."

He seemed to hesitate when talking about Zhang Huansheng. After all, Zhang Huansheng was not Zhang Yongren as he always thought, but a ghost emperor.

He is a Taoist priest, how can he recognize a ghost as his master?

However, the master he worshiped was indeed the Ghost Emperor Zhang Huansheng. This was an indisputable fact and he should not deny it.

"Thirty years ago, Zhang Yongren did want to seal the Ghost Emperor Zhang Huansheng at the expense of his own flesh and blood, but -"

Jiang didn't answer, just looked at him and said: "Zhang Yongren's cultivation is not enough. Not only is he defeated by Zhang Huansheng, but even if he sacrifices his own flesh and blood and uses forbidden techniques, he cannot seal the Ghost Emperor."

"In the end, Zhang Huansheng took over his body, and from then on Zhang Yongren was left in the world with only a shell."

"You didn't know, so you don't have to apologize to me."

"However, you still have to pay the hexagram gold and the shooting fee. After all-"

Speaking of this, Jiang paused for a moment, and smiled under Ming Tan's astonished eyes: "Zhang Huansheng has long been dissatisfied with Zhang Yongren's aging body. If you still can't win the lucky bag today, he will take it away from you." Abandon."

Seize the body?

Master wants to take him away?

Mingtan was stunned.

But after what he had just experienced, no matter how shocking it was, he only recovered for a moment.

There was a bitter smile on his lips: "Don't worry, Miss Jiang, you saved Xiaodao's life, Xiaodao will definitely not default on his debt."

After saying that, Mingtan lowered his head and picked up his cell phone.

He is a Taoist priest. In order to concentrate on his cultivation, he doesn't usually use his mobile phone very much. The reason he uses it more frequently these days is because the master tricked Miss Jiang into letting him.

Ming Tan still felt uncomfortable when he thought about it.

However, he did not speak again, but silently recharged the hexagram gold and move fee, and then presented them.

Jiang also ended the relationship with him.

After the story of the little Taoist priest ended, another young monk came.

The second "lucky guy" is a monk, very young.

The moment they saw it, all the water friends were stunned for a moment.

[Little monk? Just after a little Taoist priest left, another little monk came? I went, it was really crowded tonight. 】

[Wow wow wow, this little monk is so handsome! Of course, Mingtan just now was also very handsome {sister, I love you}. 】

【color! He is a monk, no matter how handsome he is, he will never have anything to do with you! So... why not consider me? I'm handsome too. {Confidently lift your hair}]

[Tsk, you? Just forget it, oil! Tsk tsk tsk, don’t mention it, this little monk is so handsome, I really have the urge to break his precepts. 】

[Sisters together? 】

【…】

Without him, the little monk looks so good-looking!

With fair skin, handsome features, and the blessing of being a monk, she looks like a green lotus.

But the more unattainable it is, the easier it is to be tempted.

"Donor Jiang, Monk Wuwei, I came here today to ask Donor Jiang to help Monk save someone." The young monk didn't look at the barrage. He saluted Jiang Ye after he came up.

His tone was calm, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, obviously anxious.

Jiang Ye did not speak.

When Monk Wuwei saw it, he had no choice but to say again: "The young monk knows the rules of Donor Jiang. That person is not a villain or a gangster, and there is no blood on his hands. She is cursed now, but it was caused by a fierce ghost, so -"

"The young monk begs Donor Jiang to help!"

After saying that, Monk Wuwei bowed to Jiang Ye.

After bowing, when he looked up at Jiang Ye again, his eyes no longer had the peace they had when he came up, but instead were filled with anxiety.