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Chapter 435 Did I kill someone?

Two words are exported, showing arrogance.

From the tone of his voice, it can be seen that the Taoist is also very confident in his profession.

All the subordinates were stunned for a moment, after all, this matter has not been done for many years since everyone was wanted.

When their boss suddenly came out like this, they really didn't react.

Seeing his domineering declaration, the atmosphere he created will be destroyed by these guys.

The Taoist said angrily, "What? Do you want me to say it a second time?"

"Order!"

The "decree" was answered from the members of the God of Wealth Association, who were known to enshrine the God of Wealth, but there was no sense of disobedience, and it was even a little natural, as if they should have answered like this.

Seeing the neat answers and quick movements of his subordinates, the Taoist nodded secretly, finally showing a bit of the old posture.

Thinking back to those days, when the flags were flying and the number of congregation was over one million, now...

Crooked melons and dates!Unsightly!
Of course, it was impossible for him to say this, and once he said it, he probably wouldn't be able to keep this kind of stuff.

After all, a hero doesn't mention his bravery back then, and it was his father's back then, not his own.

Shaking his head, I don't know if it's because of the surgery, some messy thoughts emerged in one brain, and some thoughts that didn't exist filled his mind.

If it goes on like this, I guess I will be useless.

"Done yet?"

The Taoist was a little impatient. In fact, it didn't take long, but he felt that thousands of thoughts, hundreds of plans, and dozens of lives had flashed through his mind.

It's just like a year...

Well, these things that he characterized as "crooked melons and dates" in his mind are actually very capable.

This is also due to their frequent practice of opening altars to obtain bloody benefits through this illegal means.

This time, after figuring it out, they planned to make a move. The items that should be used to open the altar are much more abundant than those of Simu and the others.

It took only a quarter of an hour to set up the altar.

This efficiency is much faster than that of Chonghe.

Seeing that everything was complete, the Taoist shook his head, trying to get rid of all the redundant things in his mind.

Otherwise, in this state, it is impossible to cast spells and chant spells.

As for the idea of ​​letting his subordinates come up to replace him, it's not that he doesn't have it, but it's not realistic, because these methods are passed on from men to women, and from inside to outside.

To put it simply, none of these people will.

Even if he usually cheated people, they would just beat him up and collect things, it's as simple as that.

The Taoist holding the mahogany sword shook his head again...

"What's going on? Today, the president has recited the wrong spell twice?"

It is also customary for the subordinates to hide far away, and they are not allowed to get close unless necessary.

"I don't know, it seems that the president missed the initiative, and was beaten with a sap, and made a black hand."

The Taoist is not a conflict, so he naturally cannot hear the discussions of these people.

However, he still noticed the suspicious eyes that these people occasionally flashed. For a while, more thoughts inevitably emerged, and it was even more difficult to concentrate.

At this moment, not to mention keeping one's mind, you can't even concentrate a little bit...

On the other side, Chong He looked at the scarecrow glowing slightly red, feeling a little strange and not sure why.

"Simu, didn't you say that you have to wait for a while?"

"I have to wait a while, what's the matter?"

At this time, Simu was still hungry, and was eating the steamed buns that he had just bought when he bought the chicken. Hearing what Chong He said, he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

How do you feel, Chonghe went to the God of Wealth Club for a few days of vacation, and became a little bit broken?
"This scarecrow is glowing red..."

Chonghe didn't care what Simu was thinking, and directly told Simu what he had discovered.

From the perspective of the four eyes, it is not very clear, covered by candlelight.

"What red light?"

The four eyes are gnawing steamed buns, and the words are a little unclear.

"It's the scarecrow you made."

"Ah...cough cough cough..."

Simu, who was eating steamed buns, choked in a hurry, but he didn't have time to think about it, and with his flushed head, he came to the altar in three steps.

Coughing and coughing, I can't speak.

"Not good, I encountered a stubble!"

Although most of his faces were flushed red, but how did he feel, this guy's tone was filled with, so a little...excited?
Yes, it seems to be excited!
"What are you excited about? You met your half-brother?"

Brother doesn't know if the four eyes have met, but the excitement of the four eyes can be felt.

"This is... what kind of half-brother? Where did you come up with these tiger and wolf words? In the future, don't learn these things from Yixiu. I can tell at a glance that he is not a serious monk..."

Monk Yixiu, who was murdered by Feng Criticism, was probably sneezing in his dreams?

Not to mention the excited four eyes here, in the compound of the God of Fortune, the Taoist was really dizzy and a little unbearable.

"Heaven and earth! Come and light eight red candles for me according to the eight trigrams, hurry up!"

"Heaven and Earth" are two of the Taoist's subordinates, one of them is the one who performed the frying pan at the gate of the city to make money, and wanted to fry the Chonghe.

Soon, the eight red candles were arranged according to the eight trigrams of the day after tomorrow.

The Taoist guessed that he might have been hit by a "soul-losing curse". This is not a very sinister spell. At the beginning, it was those guys who wanted to live forever.

Auxiliary incantations used to practice secret arts, purify the soul, or cultivate the state of mind.

The most typical ones are the spiritual swordsmanship of "Hui Jian" and the Taoist auxiliary method of "cutting the three corpses".

I won't say much about the so-called "wisdom sword", the so-called "wisdom sword cuts the thread of love", probably everyone understands it.

The so-called "cutting the three corpses" here has nothing to do with the sanctification of "cutting the three corpses", and it can be said to have something to do with it.

The "three corpses" here refer to three kinds of mentality, or three kinds of obsessions. The upper corpse likes decorations, the middle corpse likes taste, and the lower corpse likes lust.

Of course, the reality is more than that, it is just a general term for vanity, appetite, and physical desire.

Including the body's instinctive will such as fear of cold, heat and other external body sensations.

They believe that "cutting the three corpses" can be calm and desireless, calm and bright, and accumulate all kinds of goodness, and then they can become immortals.

Without those desires, of course a person is almost like a saint, so Chong He felt that the saying of "killing the three corpses" to become a saint is indeed true.

But here comes the problem, these are virtual things, how can I make myself feel these things clearly?
So someone developed the "Soul Lost Curse" to suppress the "Dao Xin" formed in the process of growing up.

Idea, this is developed for my own use.

Suppress the "Tao Heart" and silence the "Tao Heart", so that the "Tian Xin" and "Human Heart" can be fully released.

After seeing it clearly, you will realize, oh... so I can be so shameless and so dark...

After the mantra has passed, it is enough to re-release the "Tao Heart" and suppress the two minds of heaven and man, and then you can carry out the so-called "cutting three corpses" practice.

This set of theories seems to be perfect, but in fact, when it is implemented, it discovers a problem.

Even if it is a water gate, the switch will sometimes break, not to mention, what is in the heart.

The so-called "Tao Xin" can also be regarded as the "Three Views" mentioned by the people here.

Everyone knows that things like "Three Views" will change with time and cognition.

All... Some people may have some deviations in timing during use, so it is a tragedy.

Later, people discovered that instead of using this thing on themselves to make themselves want to die, why not use it on their enemies?

As long as I don't set a time for him, this time can last as long as I want.

Wouldn't that allow him to sink deeply in his own spiritual internal friction forever?This phenomenon, commonly known as - neuropathy!

After having this kind of idea, of course it is practice. After using it, I found that the effect is really good, much better than using it on myself, and it doesn't hurt people's lives. It's really kind!
In addition, later everyone has a new way of playing, so there is no need to know how to cut this or that.

Various ideas and mind-training methods emerge in endlessly. In addition, the underworld has also launched the "Red Earth Refining Mind" project. Those with backgrounds are all going to experience the new project.

There is no background, and there are ideas as alternative projects, who still uses this.

Gradually, bento became a deceptive method and was passed down.

At this moment, the Taoist was fortunate to be mixed with this surprise.

It's also because he can't practice himself, if this technique is used to counteract and use it, it won't have much effect.

Seeing two idiots from all over the world, asking them to put candles, they really just put candles, and they can't even light them, the Taoist is helpless.

Ma Dan, guess why I call you when I set up a candle?

It's really leaning against the wall, relying on everyone to run.

The Taoist, who had no energy to curse, bit the tip of his tongue and regained a moment of clarity.

Taking advantage of this rare Ching Ming opportunity, he drank a mouthful of chicken blood and accidentally swallowed some.

Really...

"puff……"

The chicken blood mixed with the blood from the tip of my tongue, all sprayed on the mahogany sword, and when I flicked it vigorously, the blood splashed, and the eight red candles burst into flames almost at the same time.

"Eight formations of the universe, divided into eight doors, eight golden locks, sealed inside and outside, forbidden three gates, open!"

In the subsequent burst of "open", most of the eight red candles burned in just an instant.

Bursts of smoke enveloped the eight candles, as if forming an independent world, the wind could not blow in, and the smoke could not get out.

In the woods in the north of the city, a gust of wind blew by, and the candles flickered, but they couldn't be extinguished.

"Hey...how did the red light get weaker?"

How did it get weaker?Through the four-eye explanation just now, Chonghe is already the reason for this, and it is a little clearer.

"Either the person died, or your spell was broken."

Hearing Chong He say that the person might be dead, his eyes froze for a moment, he didn't want to kill anyone.

"What to do, what to do? I killed someone..."

Looking at Simu who was pacing back and forth, Chong He could understand that his first murder was not much better than Simu.

At that time, I vomited by the river for a long time, and I didn't dare to eat meat for more than half a year.

Sometimes habit is a terrible thing, and he got better afterward.

"wrong!"

"Why are you so surprised!"

Chong He is quite dissatisfied with the performance of the four eyes. You are afraid and can understand immediately, but you are yelling, which is very immoral. It is now in the middle of the night and everyone is still sleeping.

Do you still have a sense of public morality?
Simu obviously doesn't think so. In the woods in the wilderness, he is alone in the middle of the night, and he still talks about public morality.

"The master said that this spell will not kill people, and if he breaks the spell, the scarecrow should catch fire, and the chicken is probably going to go crazy, and there is no such thing..."

After confirming his own analysis, Simu felt that he could do it again, so he quickly picked up the mahogany sword and tried again.

The talisman was flying, and the mahogany sword was flying. He counted a few soybeans from his gossip bag and sprinkled them, and landed on the talisman with precision.

The soybeans hit by the soybeans burst into flames when they fell, and when they landed on the altar, they turned into a few villains in golden armor.

The villain in golden armor is only the size of a scarecrow, but he is fully armored. If there is a big disagreement, he goes up directly to tear the scarecrow into pieces.

Chong He was a little puzzled, obviously this guy just now looked broken because he might have killed someone, why did he commit murder this time.

It seems to be answering Chong He's doubts, and it seems to be comforting himself.

Simu murmured: "If the wicked are not eradicated, the good will be harmed, right? Looking at them, even kidnapping cats is obviously not a serious way. Meow, do you think so?"

Chong He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. According to legal procedures, they had no evidence of a crime.

Even by normal standards, it wouldn't be a damn thing for them to kidnap a cat.

After all, cats are not protected by secular morals and laws.

To kidnap Chonghe as an excuse to take his life is really inappropriate.

But Chong He also felt that those guys were not like good people, "You can figure it out, I'm not human..."

Chong He directly blamed him, he is not a human being now, so don't discuss this kind of thing with him.

"Then just wait, in fact, you can't kill people..."

It is true that it cannot be killed, but it is still possible to strengthen the power of the spell and make the opponent instantly insane.

In the courtyard of the God of Wealth Society, looking at the fast-burning red candles, the Taoist knew that there was not much time left for him.

I saw his mahogany sword slapped, and a few talismans were pasted on the mahogany sword.

"In front of the gate there are three leaves of fairy grass, and in the backyard there are seven Xiangfei bamboo trees. People sit in front of the atrium hall, and there will be no disasters. The three-light moon washes the body, and the seven stars cover the roof, broken!"

The word "broken" exited, and the eight candles burned out quickly. The Taoist stood among them.

The first ray of moonlight seemed to be prepared for him.

Seeing this, the Taoist was overjoyed, and before there was any delay, the feeling of dizziness rushed to his heart again.

The Taoist hurriedly pointed the mahogany sword with the talisman in his hand in the direction of the moon.

The seven talismans on the mahogany sword burned quickly under the light of the moonlight, and seven small holes were burned on the mahogany sword, which corresponded to the Big Dipper...

(End of this chapter)