"It seems that it is it ..." Zhao Fanxin kept trembling. At this moment, he could not calm down even if he was strong, because after cutting all the stone skin wrapped outside, one came from it from it.
The message is incorporated into his soul.
Life and death order.
If it is facing evil, it is better than the deterrent of the evil pen, because it is the judge of the underworld. When the ghost sees the life and death order, it is like the bullet of the death prisoner to see the gun!
In addition, another role of life and death order is more domineering than Dalu's no -life spell.
Named Princess!
When treating the enemy, if the other party has done evil things, even if a trace can be pronounced, it can weaken its strength through the size of the evil deeds, at least 30 %. If the sinful generation is afraid of a sentence, the strength will only be ten.
Stay!
On the contrary, if anyone has good deeds and merits, it can also be pronounced, and the strength increases, the minimum is 30 %, and those who are good in good deeds can be turned over!
Not only that, you can also use the sentence to make the goal good and offset the evil.
Sanctions coexist with benevolence.
This thing is one of the three treasures of Zhong Yan, the order of life and death, the whip, the seven -star evil sword.
This punishment of evil and good life and death is the first place!
After receiving the information of the inheritance, Zhao Fan's life and death order in his hands fluttered as well as Hongmao, as if he was holding cotton cotton. Only the gods recognized the Lord can do so!
After Shenxiu returned to God, he laughed with his thumbs up: "Brother Zhao, congratulations, as the saying goes, there is a person who sees it, but there is one life or death order. What should I ask me to eat a meal in ten cities?"
"..."
When Zhao Fan's eyelids turned, it was speechless: "Are you eating the city as the unit now?"
"If it wasn't for trouble, I would take the country as the unit." Shenxiu kneaded his stomach, and said angrily: "The village chief really didn't pay attention.
I am hungry with my chest and back. "
"Cheng, after the unsatisfactory brother came over, we knew the situation and went to find food." Zhao Fan smiled helplessly. If you remember correctly, it took less than two hours for breakfast.
Next, he first worshiped in heaven, and took "The Secret Records of the Teacher" and "Creation" in Jia Lan Sumiya, and then took off his left foot shoes.
I worshiped.
This shoe has such a great creation for Yangzhou Guangling, which is guided by him, so it has made great achievements. This blessing is blessed by the heavenly and the heavenly masters of the past, and even worship.
In the end, Zhao Fan worshiped the collapsed judge temple three times. After all, this opportunity was given directly by Zhong Rong.
Shenxiu was so envious of watching. He also wanted to have such a chance to worship, but he did not fall into his head. He was also a Buddhist man. He was not all the way to Zhong Rongye. There was no reason to worship at all.
The two waited near the ruins of the Guanzheng Temple for nearly half an hour.
The embolism and pillars finally came.
"Master, we have an excuse to go to the toilet, so I have the opportunity to slip out and let you wait for a long time."
"Yeah, I will rush back to lift the coffin and go around the village for three laps, so I have to go back for a long time.
Nympho
Zhao Fan nodded indifferently and said, "What is the ink that is still ink, say."
"Yes." The embolism swallowed the water channel: "Things are like this, about half a month ago, there was a yellow skin in the village ... Ah no, Huang Daxian, I caught a few chickens. Then
The village chief, that is, my uncle Li He, the organizer set up a trap and caught the yellow Daxian. "
Zhuzi was afraid that the master would be dissatisfied if he said too little, so he took over the topic and said: "That Huang Taixian was wedged to death by my uncle with a pickaxe. After that, strange things happened one after another. The old widow in the west of the village went crazy and lay on the bed.
He was talking nonsense at the well, all of which we couldn't understand, and he jumped into the well that night and died."
"Did she have a role in catching Huang Pizi?" Shenxiu wondered.
"have."
Shuanzi introduced: "Because she lost the most chickens, the cooked food in the trap was made by the old widow. This was not over yet. The next day, our uncle curled up and lay on the ground, saying that he was dead.
It was so miserable. While chattering, he hit his head against the wall without feeling the pain. He was taken to the hospital and died before dawn. And the uncle was the one who dug the trap..."
Zhu Zhu added: "From that time on, everyone knew that Huang Daxian was really evil. They quickly buried his body in a grand manner. The coffin, tombstone, etc. were more grand than any previous funeral. What's behind this
For more than ten days in a row,
It was calm, just when we all thought the matter was over, my cousin Yan'er had a car accident outside. It was so tragic. The car wheel hit her neck, leaving only skin on her head and body, and her eyeballs were all hung up.
It’s outside.”
He shivered.
"It's my turn!" Shuan Zi raced against time to say: "The evil of Wong Tai Sin is here again... The whole village fell into panic. When my uncle was preparing to take care of Yan'er's funeral, Mr. Ge came to our village."
"Who is this Mr. Ge?" Zhao Fan interrupted and asked.
Zhu Zhu was salivating as he described it: "Mr. Ge is our great man in Guangling. Almost everyone knows about him. It is difficult for big and wealthy people to invite him to their homes. Whether he accepts business or not depends entirely on his mood."
He paused and then said: "Let's take an example. There is a family in Chenci Village next door. Their surname is Liu. They have been poor for five or six generations. When there is a severe drought in farming, their business loses money. They rely on low income every year.
To survive. At that time, old Liu Tou died, which was the disaster written by Mr. Ge.
Banghe chose the Yin Mansion. In the third year after that, Old Liutou's grandson was admitted to a prestigious university, and Old Liutou asked his son to grow garlic in a dream. As a result, the price of garlic soared that year, and his family immediately turned around and built Xiaoyang.
Lou bought another car.”
"Let me tell you something too."
When Shuan Zi was about to show off, Zhao Fan waved his hand to stop him and said: "Okay, let's pick the key points." Shuan Zi had no choice but to return to the topic and said: "Mr. Ge told my uncle that if you can trust him, this will be a waste of time."
He has full authority to take care of it. Moreover, the person who died is not the real Yan'er. After the white matter is done, Yan'er will
She will return safely. None of us young people believed it, because when we went to claim the body, no matter the clothes, face, ID card, or mobile phone, they were all hers, including the red mole on her chest. Who could she be if it wasn't her?
?Mr. Ke Ge is so amazing and famous that my uncle has no doubt about it."
"Wait a minute." Shenxiu asked suspiciously, "Donor Yan'er has a red mole on his chest. How did you two know about it?"
Shuanzi and Zhuzhu raised their fingers and pointed at each other, saying in unison: "He told me!"
Immediately, they lowered their heads in embarrassment and admitted that they had peeped at their sister taking a shower out of curiosity.
"Brother Shenxiu's focus is really strange." Zhao Fan couldn't help but smile and asked the brother in trouble: "Is the yellow-skinned corpse in the coffin the one that the village chief wedged to death with a pickaxe?"
"Yes." The embolism said with a lingering heart: "Mr. Ge made it dug, and then my uncle gave this task to us. When the grave was opened, he almost didn't scare to death.
The injuries on the upside are also good, opening a big eyes is the same as the dead. "
Zhao Fan's heart is clear that if the yellow skin of the dead, if it is really entered, it is impossible to fall into the trap and wait to be killed. Therefore, it is not qualified to call "immortal", which is a complete ordinary yellow skin.
The weird things of the village are by no means retribution, but revenge!
If he guesses right, there is a real Huang Daxian behind him, which is closely related to the death.
As for Mr. Ge, most of them are along with Huang Daxian, and even Zhao Fan suspects that it is not black. It is the disciple of Huang Daxian. If he borrows the name of the white thing, he will cross Chencang.
The matter has been roughly understood, Zhao Fan nodded and said: "Let's talk about it first, you go back, so as not to be suspected later."
"master!"
The embolism and pillar looked anxiously kneeling on the ground, and begging: "I haven't instructed it yet ..."
"That widow is not your son, just pick it up with her. If you make trouble again, wait for the child to give birth to the hospital for a parent -child identification."
Zhao Fan looked down at the pair of difficult brothers and brothers. He said lightly: "And the money to buy a house is simpler, the underground casino has been seized, and your old classmate is temporarily leaking the fish.
Go to his house within five days, bring more people, tell him either you are reported by you, or pay back the money. Remember not to be late. If you miss this time, he will have a prison disaster. "