Lu Zhengkang had a good time, "Tell me, how do you want to compare?"
Kun Qing smiled and said: "If we say there is only one competition and you lose cleanly, the little bald donkey will cry. How about we compete in three and win two out of three games?"
"You are a Taoist priest who is not very capable and has a bad tone. If you come up with any devious tricks and poisonous schemes, let him go. If the young monk frowns, he is not a good man."
Everyone watching the show snickered, and the little novice also called himself a hero.
"In the first game, let's each choose a guest to tell fortunes in public. Regardless of the past, whether the result is accurate or not, it all depends on what the people around him say, how about that?"
Lu Zhengkang smiled and nodded, "It's up to you."
Kun Qing picked a middle-aged man in commoner clothes. He looked like a craftsman at first glance. He had the smell of vicissitudes of life all over his body, and his eyes showed the hope for life and the pursuit of happiness.
"Brother, was some of your money stolen by someone a month ago?"
"Yes."
When Kun Qing asked a question, the other party would reply, and nine times out of ten he would be positive, with only one or two supplements being made.
It was estimated that ten years ago this craftsman had all kinds of strange personal affairs one after another, which made people almost learn how to change their faces in Sichuan Opera, so Kun Qing finally stopped.
Everyone applauded.
"color!"
"color!"
What a brilliant Taoist priest!
The laughter slowly faded away, and people turned to stare at Lu Zhengkang.
The little monk looked left and right, walked towards the crowd, looked up at everyone, faces reflected in his pupils, the human form stretched on his full moon eyeballs, turning into twisted phantoms, those
Anyone who makes eye contact with him will have a strong sense of falling for a moment, as if they are about to fall into Lu Zhengkang's heart.
So when he glanced across, the crowd let out suppressed exclamations, and some people's legs trembled, and they became shorter out of thin air, one by one, like undulating waves.
Kunqing Taoist Priest Lao Shenzai's expression immediately became solemn.
Lu Zhengkang strode through the crowd, like a whale breaking through water, and rushed directly to an old man in the crowd. He jumped up, grabbed his collar, and threw him to the ground.
"Ouch! Killing! Bald Donkey wants to kill someone!"
Lu Zhengkang tapped his ribs with a finger, causing him to breathe, then tapped his mute point, and then rubbed his face, pulling off a thin mask, revealing a young face.
"Good boy! You are unlucky today. At this critical moment, the poor monk has no choice but to have surgery on you!"
People around were whispering.
"That's the son of the widow Liu, right? Why is he hiding his face and behaving in such a haphazard manner?"
"Sister Liu Yao, who used to wash clothes at Shopkeeper Sheng's house? She is indeed her son."
"I heard that this kid is working with Liu Qishou!"
"That liar? That's not a good thing."
"I would say he is Liu Qishou's son..."
Lu Zhengkang glanced around, suppressing the noise with his majestic eyes, and shouted loudly: "This person has no enmity with the poor monk, let alone acquaintance. The following criminal evidences were all seen by the poor monk with his clairvoyance.
, you listen carefully!"
So he explained the life of the young man in his hand one by one, starting from his birth.
"This man's name is Liu Deli. He couldn't speak at the age of five. He has strong physical strength since he was a child. He is called Menlu by the neighbors."
Everyone snickered when they heard this.
"When he was six years old, his father saw his back and was so sad that he coughed up blood on the day of the funeral and made a sound like a cuckoo crying or an ape screaming."
Everyone immediately stopped talking.
"He entered a private school at the age of seven and was expelled at the age of eight. He learned a trade at the age of nine and became successful at the age of fifteen. He gambled at the age of sixteen and lost his family's fortune. Hey! What do you think he would do to get money?"
gambler?
One of the representatives of the chaotic elements.
They use all possible means to deceive and deceive.
His hesitant gaze was like a knife, piercing Liu Deli's body, causing him to feel severe burning pain and bone-chilling coldness. He curled up and struggled, like a half-cut live fish still jumping on the chopping board.
"Steal neighbors first, then distant relatives, no more, no less, no pain, no itching, no one reports to the authorities, everything is fine."
Someone started making noise.
"Gambling is like a raging fire, and money is like firewood. There is an old saying: Put out the fire with firewood. If the firewood is not used up, the fire will never go out. Liu Deli, who was twelve years old, accidentally found a secret book in a mass grave three miles east of the city. It turned out to be a secret book. After painstakingly studying the secret technique of disguise, he finally learned the method of shrinking bones and changing tendons. At the age of fourteen, he dug graves and stole corpses, cut the bones and skins, and made masks. After that, he used many disguises and aliases. In order to obtain gambling funds, he defrauded outsiders. People, blackmail and robbery.”
The plain words seemed to have terrifying magic power, flying to the ground and turning into leeches, burrowing into Liu Deli's skin, sucking blood from his bone marrow, taking away all his strength and vitality.
"These are just petty villains. They are not worthy of being caught out by a poor monk in public. The most heartbreaking thing is that he killed his biological mother three days ago because her mother discovered his secret. It turns out that A few months ago, this person was introduced by Liu Qishou, and colluded with the dental industry to kidnap and sell young children for harvesting and cutting. Her mother picked up a bloody rag in the woodshed. It was a boy with the nickname Shengsheng who had his left vagina cut open. The arm was torn off."
Lu Zhengkang smiled slightly, "The poor monk has been waiting for nothing for a long time, and he has almost mastered the evidence of these tooth crimes. Now if the arrests are quick and quick, it is time to catch all these evil people."
Two head catchers in soap-colored suits came out of the crowd, passing through the already noisy crowd, like two pieces of black iron piled on the bottom, sliding into a boiling oil pan.
"Little Master Miaoji, all the thieves have surrendered, except Liu."
The police took away the lost soul on the ground.
Lu Zhengkang won an unquestionable victory.
Everything today will appear in storybooks in the future and be sung through the ages.
Kun Qing sighed and said, "What a great skill. Is it really a Buddhist way of understanding destiny?"
"It depends on how you understand it. Tell me about the second game, how do you want to lose?"
Kun Qing scratched the beard on his chin anxiously. He felt that he must be embarrassed today.
"In the second game, let's compare the rituals to resolve the grievances of the deceased and avoid the punishment from heaven."
According to ancient legend, if there are too many dead bodies staying in a place with bad feng shui, thunder will fall from the sky, and the ground will shake endlessly. Heaven and earth will attack each other until the hostility and death are resolved, and the place will become a dark abyss that is difficult to pass through.
Therefore, monks and Taoists have an obligatory job, which is to go to cemeteries and battlefields to perform deeds to liberate the souls of the dead.
This is indeed a new thing that Lu Zhengkang has never been exposed to, but he is still happy and not afraid.
“Where to do the work?”
"Just choose the mass grave in the east of the city. You said that is where Liu accidentally got the secret book."
The two of them walked eastward side by side, with a huge team behind them, one monk, one old and one young, looking as if they were going to fight monsters.
After all, Lu Zhengkang and Kun Qing had martial arts skills, and their legs and feet were light and they could walk fast. Gradually, some of the people behind them couldn't keep up. As the two people in front of them got faster and faster, the line was stretched longer and longer, until In the end, only a few of the same martial arts talents barely stayed at the end of the team.
I ran out for half an hour and arrived at the mass grave.
Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes and observed that this place was flat and open, covered with dead trees and thatch, and the grave mounds were bulging like abscesses.
