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Chapter 32 Secret

I was just about to paint Zhang Yuan to ward off evil spirits, but Xiaobai suddenly patted me aside. I knew that Xiaobai had something to tell me.

I asked Zhang Yuan to wait while I went to prepare.

Zhang Yuan nodded and said nothing.

Xiaobai pulled me into the next room.

I asked him what happened?

Xiaobai said to me with a serious face: "I just received the news that there is something wrong with Zhang Yuan and you can't paint for him!"

Xiaobai promised to help me investigate Zhang Yuan yesterday. It seems that there is news, but I don't know what went wrong.

"Is there any problem?" Yesterday, Xiaobai told me that Zhang Yuan was an anti-drug hero, but now he said that Zhang Yuan had problems, and I was confused.

"Lao San just called me. According to reliable information, Xin Wa, the international drug lord that Zhang Yuan captured a few years ago, has recently appeared!" Xiao Bai said.

When I heard this, I became even more confused. Wasn't that Xinwa shot by the government? Why did he appear again!

"Don't you understand this? The person Zhang Yuan arrested back then was not Xin Wa at all, he was just a scapegoat, and this Zhang Yuan was probably bribed by them!" Xiaobai said.

I was shocked. If this was really the case, then Zhang Yuan would be too scary. A police chief was actually a drug trafficker and they were working together to protect each other. I really can't imagine the consequences.

"Then what should we do now?" I asked Xiaobai. Zhang Yuan is waiting here now. If I don't help him paint, I'm afraid it will arouse his vigilance. If the ghost that haunts Zhang Yuan is indeed Song Gang's, then Song Gang

He was probably killed by Zhang Yuan, so he came to take revenge on Zhang Yuan.

"Find a reason to hold him back first. There is no reliable evidence now. We cannot let Zhang Yuan doubt us. Otherwise, Zhang Yuan is likely to take action against us. This man is cruel and ruthless. I suspect that his predecessor, Director Li, was...

He was framed!" Xiaobai said.

I nodded, Xiaobai's words made sense, but how could I hold him back? Just now I was about to paint a painting for him, but Xiaobai pulled me out and stopped painting for him. Even a fool could see that there was something wrong with this.

I told Xiaobai my worries, and Xiaobai suddenly asked me: 'You can make a fuss about the spiritual paintings!'

I slapped my thigh, yes! I can make a spiritual painting for Zhang Yuan, but I can make a fuss about the spiritual painting. This can not only stabilize him, but also ensure that Song Gang will not be harmed.

Xiaobai and I returned to the hall. Zhang Yuan smiled immediately when he saw me coming back: "Brother Du, can we start now?"

It seems that Zhang Yuan is very anxious.

I nodded: 'Of course!'

I asked Zhang Yuan to take off his shirt and lie down on the sofa. Spiritual paintings are usually painted on the back. The back is large and the skin is relatively flat, so it is suitable for large-area spiritual paintings. I am going to draw one for Zhang Yuan.

Among the four heavenly kings, the Guangmu Heavenly King has a red body, two arms on one side, and round and protruding eyes. He wears a dragon helmet and armor. He catches a dragon in his right hand and holds a pagoda in his left hand. He guards the mandala of the pure land of all Buddhas.

Simon’s office is filled with love.

Because it is transformed into a golden-winged bird, it can subdue the dragon king, so catching a dragon in your right hand means good weather and good weather.

The painting I gave Zhang Yuan of the Guangmu Heavenly King is actually very particular. This Guangmu Heavenly King is called "Biliu Bosha" in Sanskrit, which means "having unusual eyes". It is also translated as the Evil Eye Heaven, Ugly Eye Heaven, and Extraordinary Eyes Heaven.

Good news. King Guangmu has a third eye between his eyebrows. It is said that this eye is very powerful. It can not only observe the world at any time and protect the people, but it also carries poisonous gas. Anyone who sees it will be poisoned and suffer immediately.

It is difficult to accept it, so I take refuge in Buddhism.

This is the origin of the evil eyes and non-retribution gods. However, because the eyes have great power, the Western King of Guangmu usually looks at the magic weapon in his hand to avoid hurting others with his eyes, so he usually does it to people.

When drawing the King of Eyes, you are not allowed to draw the third eye, because this third eye can distinguish between good and evil. Who can avoid making mistakes? Once seen by the King of Eyes, he will be punished by the King of Light.

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If the ghost that haunts Zhang Yuan is an evil spirit, King Guangmu will naturally accept him, but if Zhang Yuan is a bad person, he will not end well, but Zhang Yuan should not know the fishy nature of this.

I took out the spiritual pen and dipped a little of the spiritual ink I had prepared before. This spiritual ink was mixed with something called Pima, which allows the spiritual ink to adhere to people's skin and preserve it for a long time.

Purpose.

In fact, the spiritual painting all depends on the spiritual pen in my hand. This spiritual pen has a magical function, that is, it can communicate with ghosts and gods. However, Zhao Banxian did not tell me about this spiritual pen when he gave it to me.

The origin is just for me to keep it well.

I picked up the spiritual pen dipped in spiritual ink and started drawing on Zhang Yuan's back.

"Xiao Du, have you seen anything different on my back?" Zhang Yuan suddenly said while lying on the sofa.

I saw three scars as big as fingernails on Zhang Yuan's back. These were probably gunshot wounds.

"These three scars should be gunshot wounds, right?" I said.

"Good eyesight. This is what I left behind when I was in the army. It's hard to look back on the past!" Zhang Yueyuan sighed.

Suddenly my heart moved: "Director Zhang, your bullet wound didn't hit any vital parts. You're really lucky! By the way, how did you get this injury? Can you tell me?"

Zhang Yuan twisted his neck and looked at me, then turned around and said: "These things have been hidden in my heart for several years. I have never told anyone about them. One is because of the discipline of the army and the other is because I don't want to mention the sad things."

, but I’m not in the army now. Since you want to listen, I’ll tell you!”

I nodded.

"This incident happened five years ago. It was my ninth and final year of serving in the army. At that time, I suddenly accepted a task from my superiors. The task was to go to the border of Yunnan to assist the police in arresting the international drug lord Xin.

Wa, that mission was particularly difficult. The cunning and ferociousness of Xin Wa far exceeded my imagination. Four comrades were sacrificed in that mission, and I was the only one lucky enough to survive. When I recovered from my injuries, I applied

I retired. In fact, I could have continued to serve in the army and might have better prospects, but I still chose to retire because every minute I spent in the army, I would think of the four people who sacrificed their lives while performing missions with me.

Comrade!"

"This feeling is really uncomfortable!" I nodded. Zhang Yuan's tone was deep and sincere. It was also the same as what Xiaobai said before. It should be true.

"Actually, there is a secret in this matter that no one knows! This is also the main reason why I left the army!"

Zhang Yuan said suddenly.

"What?" I asked.

"I want to avenge my four comrades who sacrificed their lives. Only this police uniform can allow me to do it!" Zhang Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at me: "Xin Wa is not actually dead! The person who died is his compatriot."

brother!'

Zhang Yuan looked straight at me, and I was stunned. I didn't expect that Zhang Yuan would tell me this news. At this moment, the picture of Guangmu Tianwang on Zhang Yuan's back had been drawn to the last place, and only the third one was left.

Only one eye, no painting! I began to hesitate. If Zhang Yuan had not told me this, I would have filled in the third eye without hesitation. But now that Zhang Yuan has told me the news, could it be that

Xiaobai and I misunderstood Zhang Yuan? Zhang Yuan is actually a good person?


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