"It said it was here to accumulate merit, so I asked me to tell it all the injustices in the nearby town, and it came to punish evil and promote good. I thought to myself, this is a good deed, so I agreed.
"
"This is indeed a good thing." The old Taoist nodded.
I glared at the old man, who was so frightened that he quickly shrank his neck.
"There are people's police who punish evil and promote good. Where can these evil people get their turn to do this?"
The old Taoist immediately nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, you are right!"
"I am really doing good things. I am really doing good things. My intention is good. I think they should..."
I was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so I reached out and pressed the other person's neck again, and buried him into the ground.
"Uh-huh... Wuwuwu..."
After a full minute, I let go.
Some things and some rhetoric can deceive others, but they cannot deceive me.
I never believe that there is someone who comes up and does good deeds under the banner of doing justice for heaven.
If you don't know how to keep a low profile, aren't you asking for death?
Moreover, the pink mist just now and the scattered blood are filled with sinister aura, but the resentment used by the ghost hunter is much more evil, and it is not used by a decent character anyway.
strength.
The most important thing is that the man in front of me who keeps shouting that he is doing good things,
Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to be such a loyal and honest person.
This is just a personal bias, a bit judging people by their appearance. I admit that I may be a little arbitrary and overconfident.
The man was almost suffocated. When he raised his head, he seemed dizzy, as if he was not even conscious.
In fact, it would be much more convenient if Zhang Zhong was around to ask questions at this time.
I can go to the tree next to me, smoke two cigarettes, and then Zhang Zhong can ask and report to me what I should and should not ask.
It's really not that easy for me to do this kind of work myself.
"This isn't the first time you've asked it to do something. What else have you asked for before?"
"In the past, there was a scoundrel in the village who liked to go to the city and lie under the wheels of the car. Then I told the city god, and he fell into the river on his electric bicycle when he returned home within two days and broke his leg...
………”
The man answered confusedly, "What else?"
"My neighbor specializes in loan sharking and has harmed many people. I told the City God that he suffered a stroke after drinking for a few days. He is still not fully recovered..."
After listening to this, the experienced practitioners felt that although the result was a bit too violent, the starting point seemed to be good. They didn't agree with it, but they could still understand it.
I was thinking about the purpose of that "it" helping to do these things.
There must be a purpose. It cannot be simply doing good deeds without leaving a name. Otherwise, there would be no need to run away so decisively after discovering him.
Besides, am I that scary?
"Anymore?"
I silently took out a cigarette and handed one to the old man. Anyway, this guy is not afraid of cancer now, so smoking doesn't matter.
In the hospital, to be honest, it's not interesting to talk to those seventy or eighty-year-olds about taboos, such as not smoking or drinking.
Even if you get treatment, you may not be able to live much longer. It's better to smoke and drink, and spend the last days of your life happily.
The old man took the cigarette and diligently lit it for me with a lighter.
"Also...and...and my wife's father. He asked me for a gift of 300,000 yuan. He was selling his daughter. How can he be such a father? He only thinks about money.
Money, I didn’t consider my daughter’s happiness at all, and then I told the City God, and then, hahahaha..."
The man suddenly laughed,
It was like a person talking in his sleep, talking about his favorite things, and his spirit became excited.
"Then, the next day, her father was crushed to death by a truck on his way to the house, hahaha...
My wife finally got married to me, and I used the money she paid after her father died to renovate our own house, hahaha..."
"Here you go, this is the information you asked me to find."
At the door of the police station, Xu Yang handed me the document directly after getting in the car. I took the document and started reading it without saying a word.
"Did something happen again?" Xu Yang looked at me with deep worry on his face.
Since he met me, his world seems to have opened a new door, completely shattering his previous outlook on life and values.
When Xu Yang saw me coming to the police station today to ask him for information, he was inevitably worried.
What I asked Xu Yang to find were some records of accidents in Jishui in the past few months. I browsed through them briefly, but they didn't have any real use, so I just threw them away.
In fact, for many accidents in daily life, unless they really involve civil disputes, no one will bother to go to the police station to report the case.
Moreover, according to the young man's narration, the people he "cursed" include those who broke their legs while riding electric scooters, and others who suffered strokes. All kinds of strange things were "made" into accidents. In fact, they are really not qualified.
universal regularity.
In fact, if that thing had knelt down in front of me and begged for mercy, maybe I would have been too lazy to think too much about it, but the decisiveness and calmness that the other person showed when escaping left a deep impression on me.
No matter what kind of existence that thing is, at least in the Jishui realm, if it wants to continue doing this, I will never allow it.
"Oh, by the way, there is road construction going on over the viaduct today, so it's hard to pass. This point should be temporarily closed. Don't go there, take a detour."
Zhang Zhong sat in the car and said to the experienced driver.
Before we exchanged a few words, Lao Dao and I went to the shop and took along Zhang Zhong, who was so idle.
"Okay." The old man nodded and turned at the traffic light intersection ahead.
In the car, after walking for a while, I looked out the window.
There is a temple in front, it is the Confucian Temple, and it is still very popular today.
"Today is the start of the college entrance examination, so many parents come to burn incense." Zhang Zhong said, "Thinking about it, it was a long time ago when I took the merit test."
I nodded. Zhang Zhong was also a scholar in his previous life, but Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, and in the end he didn't achieve anything good.
"Hey, what's going on at the front? Is there a car accident?" Lao Dao stepped on the brakes and the front was blocked.
"It seems like there was a rear-end collision," Zhang Zhong said.
The old man pulled over the car and we got out of the car and stood under the shade of a nearby tree. Zhang Zhong walked over to see what was going on in front of us.
At this time, although it is already dusk, the weather is still sultry and hot. Standing under the shade of a tree can get a little more cool, especially for me, who always likes cold rather than heat.
There are still many people at the Confucian Temple next to it, and I guess some parents may come to burn incense for three days until the end of the college entrance examination.
If you do well in the exam, you may bring your children to fulfill your wish. If you do not do well in the exam, then feudal superstition is indeed not credible!
At this moment, I seemed to suddenly see something and subconsciously looked in that direction.
In the woods outside the Confucian Temple, many people gathered, and they were lighting incense on a stone.
The stone is very smooth and has a dark purple color. It is completely different from ordinary stones. It should be some kind of ore.
When I enter the Confucian Temple, I don't suffer any loss if I bow to one more person. I just follow suit when others bow. This is quite understandable.
But just now, I caught a flash of red light from between the stones.
We just met not long ago, and now we meet again here?
Is it so predestined? Or could it be that what I saw in the field before was just a clone of that thing?
When I think about the fact that there are more than one of these things and maybe even many clones of them scattered in Jishui, I feel uneasy all over.
This is my territory, and I am not happy that there are still people taking jobs and doing business on my land.
This time, I was a little more careful, deliberately restraining my breath to avoid alerting the enemy again, and then walked over carefully.
After getting closer, my eyes first focused on the stone, which did not reveal any special red light. Then, my eyes began to wander around the crowd.
An old woman sitting outside and leaning on a cane caught my eye.
The old woman seemed to sense something. She stood up staggeringly, looked at the sky, and walked in another direction as if she was ready to go home.
I'm a little surprised, is he so sharp?
I didn't dare to get too close, I just hung from a distance, for fear of irritating the other person again. Just like this, I followed the old woman here while hiding my breath.
The old woman walked twice in the woods with some confusion, as if she was a little surprised about where the warning sign just came from. Finally, she came back and sat in her original position.
As for me, who had been waiting for the other party to go to a less crowded place deep in the forest before I could make a move, I felt a little embarrassed.
But at this time, I can't care so much. It's only right to release more evil energy to block the perception of the people around me and take this thing down.
However, when I was about to take action quickly towards the old woman, I saw Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong walking towards me together.
"Where's the boss?" Zhang Zhong asked the old man as he walked.
"You were in front of me just now, but now I don't know. Could it be that you went in to burn incense?" The old Taoist pointed to the Confucian Temple.
"Didn't you say we can't go in?" Zhang Zhong pointed at the Confucian Temple and asked with some confusion.
The people in the shop all have special identities, especially Zhang Zhong, who is a shady person, so he usually doesn't go into places like the Confucian Temple.
"The boss has even killed the King of Hell, why don't you just drink tea if you want to go in?" the old Taoist said with a shrug.
Zhang Zhong nodded when he heard this, and seemed to think it made sense.
"Then who did he go in to burn incense for?"
"Who knows, let's give it to the little brat. He has been very poor in his studies recently. He has called the class teacher several times and the boss has a big head." said the old Taoist.
At this moment, when the old woman sitting over there saw Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong walking towards this side, her face immediately showed a look of surprise, and then her look of surprise turned into joy!
The old woman licked her chapped lips,
At this moment, she simply put aside the dangerous warning signs that suddenly arose in her heart before, got up, and took the initiative to walk towards Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong.
Standing behind the old woman in the forest, I couldn't help but feel a little amused when I saw this scene. I had just been playing the game of spinning around with the old woman for so long, but now it was good, she took the initiative to go to Zhang Zhong and Lao Dao.
