After considering it, Zhao Yuan said: "The confession must be written, but the matter of paper-breaking people and Xiaoyang cannot be written in it."

"Then how should I write it?" asked Master Zhang.

Zhao Yuan shrugged and kicked the problem back to Master Zhang: "How to write is your business, I don't care. But there is one thing I want to remind you that the writing of the right thing is reasonable. I want to read the confession you wrote. If I am not satisfied, you will keep correcting it. Don't forget that there is still needles on you, and every three minutes, they will make you feel sour and itchy!"

Hearing the word "sorrow" and Master Zhang couldn't help but tremble. If the curse in his heart could make people die, then Zhao Yuan had already died more than ten or twenty times at this moment.

Master Zhang sighed, accepted the reality, frowned, bit his pen and thought about how to write it.

At this moment, he felt that he was back in his student days and was taking an extremely difficult but very important exam, which was simply tormenting!

After several revisions and rewriting, Master Zhang finally wrote a confession that satisfies Zhao Yuan.

"Okay, that's it." Zhao Yuan threw the confession letter back to Master Zhang and ordered: "Remember what you wrote clearly, and then go to the police station to surrender yourself. Don't think of stubborn, let alone run away. You will definitely not be able to escape!"

After throwing these words, Zhao Yuan turned around and was about to leave.

Master Zhang, who was kneeling by the bed, looked at his back and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't want to go to jail, nor does he want to die. He wants to continue to live a life of life and enjoy life!

But Zhao Yuan forced him into a desperate situation!

There is only one way to get rid of the dead end, that is, kill Zhao Yuan! Now that Zhao Yuan’s back is facing him, it is an excellent opportunity!

Overcoming fear, Master Zhang gritted his teeth suddenly, reached out to take out a gun from under the pillow, and pointed it at the back of Zhao Yuan's head!

Before, he had no chance to pull out his gun from under his pillow, and he was not sure that he could kill a cultivator head-on. But now, Zhao Yuan turned his back to him, the situation was different!

In the eyes of Master Zhang, even if Zhao Yuan is a cultivator, his body cannot be so hard that he is not afraid of bullets? His speed cannot be as fast as possible than bullets. At this moment, he is absolutely sure to fight back!

"Boy, you are seeking death by yourself, I can't blame me!" Master Zhang roared in his heart and pulled the trigger at the same time.

But the gunshots did not sound as expected.

To be precise, it was Master Zhang's fingers that did not obey the commands of his brain to pull the trigger.

Master Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then tried to pull the trigger, but his hand seemed to have interrupted the control and remained motionless at all.

Zhao Yuan had already walked to the bedroom door, turned around, looked at Master Zhang with a terrified face, shook his head and sighed: "I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't know how to cherish it."

Master Zhang immediately understood that the situation of his finger was definitely caused by Zhao Yuan.

This is indeed the case. Before leaving, Zhao Yuan secretly cast a talisman on him, but Master Zhang was not aware of it and thought that his sneak attack would be successful.

Master Zhang panicked and hurriedly fell to the ground, begging for mercy: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let it go..."

This time, Zhao Yuan did not forgive him anymore and said coldly: "You are indeed wrong, so I apologize for death!"

After the words came to his voice, Master Zhang was in horror and saw that his hand was uncontrollable and stuffed the gun into his mouth.

"No...no..."

The desperate Master Zhang wanted to ask for forgiveness, but found that his tongue was not under control and could no longer speak fluently.

Zhao Yuan stopped looking at him and turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

"Bang!"

The gunshots sounded, and Master Zhang used his gun to kill his life.

Blood flowed down his body, dyeing the ground red and his confession red. His body kept kneeling and did not fall down, as if he was using this position to repent to those who were killed by him.

When he walked out of the room, Zhao Yuan felt the temperature around him suddenly become cold and gusts of cold wind came. He activated the Qi-watching technique and was surprised to see that several ghosts were floating in the yard.

These ghosts are very weak and far from being as good as the steamed stamen, so they do not show too obvious, with only rough outlines.

"Why did so many ghosts suddenly come?" Zhao Yuan was surprised and secretly warned.

But then, he saw that the ghosts who appeared in the yard knelt down to him together. A gloomy and strange voice sounded in his ears, which was exactly the ghost words.

"Thank you for avenging us!"

Zhao Yuan instantly realized that these ghosts were not Master Zhang's accomplices, but the souls of those who were killed by Master Zhang! Because they died in vain and had grudges in their hearts, their souls could not be liberated after death, and remained in the world. Today, Master Zhang died, and they were revenged, so they came to express their gratitude to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan took a deep breath and said in ghost words: "No need to thank you, I wish you happiness in the next life."

The ghosts were surprised that Zhao Yuan could see them and speak ghost words.

However, Zhao Yuan did not explain much, but recited a mantra. This was learned from the ancient Wuzhu Secret Record, and it has the effect of relieving the dead souls.

Amid the sound of the mantra, the spirit bodies of the ghosts became increasingly faded, more transparent, and eventually disappeared. This means that they left the human world and entered reincarnation.

"I hope you will meet good people in your next life and be good people." Zhao Yuan said softly, then turned around and looked into the bedroom.

Master Zhang's body was still kneeling in front of the bed, but no soul appeared.

It seems that this guy's soul should have been directly detained to the underworld. In fact, even if his soul still stays in the sun and even turns into a ghost, Zhao Yuan is not afraid.

If you are alive, I can kill you. If you die, I am still afraid of you? What a joke!

Withdrew his gaze, Zhao Yuan turned over and out of the courtyard wall, replaced it with a new talisman that shrank into a tide, and left Longmen Village at a ghostly speed. At the same time, the people in the village were awakened by the gunfire just now, and they all got up from the bed, put on their coats and came out to check the situation.

"What happened?"

"What was that sound just now?"

"It sounds like a gunshot! I don't know where it came from."

Just as the villagers gathered together in groups of three or three to discuss, a shrill scream came from the home of Widow Ma.
Chapter completed!