Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 303, Injustice
"Ah, Taoist Master Yun, why are you here?" Zhao Qiang opened the door vigorously, seeing that the person in front of him was actually Li Yun, who was so angry that he suppressed it all at once.

Originally, he was already full of vigor, so it was extremely uncomfortable to hold it in, Zhao Qiang's whole face was as tight as a monkey's butt.

Li Yun looked at Zhao Qiang's angry face, but didn't say a word. He waved the whisk, activated the Meditation Technique, and a trace of magic power like green smoke brushed Zhao Qiang's face.

Linghai drives a spell that can calm people's mind. Zhao Qiang's face, which was flushed with anger, calmed down a little, but it was only a little bit. The real anger cannot be calmed down by meditation.

Zhao Qiang also realized his gaffe, took a deep breath, and apologized: "Sorry, I was a little rude just now, but Daoist Yun, why are you here now?"

"Yeah, Daoist Yun, why are you here? I'll make some tea, wait a minute." Father Zhao Qiang stood up, wanting to make a cup of tea, and beside him was a large pot of tea.

Li Yun clasped his hands and shook his head, saying: "Don't worry about it, I just leave when I come here. I really want to ask you something this time."

"Daoist Yun, if you have anything to ask, I will definitely tell you." Zhao Qiang said, with an expression of disappointment or something on his face.

"Pindao just felt something in his heart. He smelled miasma rushing here, and knew that there was a lot of resentment here, so he came to check." Li Yun looked at Zhao Qiang's face and said: "Zhao Jushi, do you know anything?"

Zhao Qiang was silent, he didn't know about miasma rushing and other things, but he knew that he was indeed the kind of person who was full of resentment and wanted to break through the sky.

"Well, if you are talking about resentment, Daoist Yun, my current resentment is very heavy, very deep, and even the kind that wants to kill people to vent my anger." Zhao Qiang's face suddenly became gloomy, his fists clenched, nails It got stuck in the flesh.

The irritability and hostility that could be seen with the naked eye poured out from behind him continuously, and one could see that Zhao Qiang was very angry now without using the eyes of the sky.

Li Yun opened his Celestial Eye and looked at Zhao Qiang in front of him. He exuded hostility, but his defeat did not come from him. Only a villain who really came from the heart can exude that continuous defeat, and only left behind In this place, in this room.

"Zhao Jushi, please be safe and don't be impatient. Can you tell the poor Taoist if anyone has been here just now?" Li Yun continued to add a meditation technique, the dust flew and the spiritual sea stirred, but it was of no use. Mental art is of no use to Zhao Qiang now.

"Don't mention the person who came here. Just mentioning it makes me mad." Zhao Qiang patted the table angrily, and then sighed again: "I'm sorry, Daoist Yun, that person just now was really hateful. She just can't control herself"

"Well, it's the person just now, what's the matter with her?" Li Yun looked at Zhao Qiang seriously and said, probably the person who just came here is the culprit.

"Let's talk about this later, I have one thing to ask you"

At this time, Zhao Qiang didn't say anything directly, but just took out a photo from his wallet, looked at Li Yun seriously and said.

"Could you please help me save my little cousin who recently passed away in an accident. I hope she can rest in peace."

Zhao Qiang's father next to him also avoided, seeing the picture of the little girl without kindness, he went to the balcony, smoking a cigarette.

This is a mugshot, and the photo has the fuzzy feeling that is unique to a mugshot. The girl on it looks about 20 years old, with a pretty face, wearing black-rimmed glasses, short hair that reaches her ears, and her left hand is in a V shape. , smiling brightly at the photo, Zhao Qiang was standing next to him, the girl was still holding Zhao Qiang's shoulder with her right hand, but Zhao Qiang next to him lowered his head shyly.

In the photo, the girl under the lights had a bright smile and warmed people's hearts. At least, Li Yun felt that this girl was a happy girl with optimism on her face, and she was probably the same type of girl as the current Hanxiang.

"My aunt is from Xiangtou Village. After she got married, she seldom comes back. Only when our family plans to go out can I see my little cousin. Although we don't see each other much, we have a very good relationship."

Looking at this photo, recalling the past, Zhao Qiang's face was even more sentimental. He rubbed the photo, as if he still wanted to see the girl in the photo again, but he quickly took it back. When it is in the wallet, people cannot live well after death, and goodbye can only be seen in photos.

The yin and yang are separated, and they can't meet again, and goodbye can only be in the photos.

Looking at this photo, Li Yun probably guessed that the matter was related to the girl in this photo. He turned on Tianmutong, used the Tianmu mark, looked at this photo, and the information appeared directly in front of his eyes.

[The unjustly deceased and the relatives of the unjustly deceased]——

"Naturally it is possible."

Li Yun nodded lightly.
Along the way up the mountain, Zhao Qiang took a look at the photos from time to time, with a look of nostalgia on his face, Li Yun didn't speak, just walked quietly.

Soon, the two returned to the Taoist temple, and Li Yun took out the fire platform with the yellow dragon pattern, three sticks of incense, a stack of talismans and paper money that he had drawn.

"The supreme pardon, surpassing your lonely soul"

A piece of burning talisman covered the brazier in front of him, turning into a pile of gray embers, transcending the girl in the photo above.

It is said to be transcendence, but in fact, the owner of this photo, the girl, has long since left the world, and there is no residual obsession on it. This is an ordinary photo, and the so-called transcendence can only serve as a comfort.

However, even if it was comforting, Li Yun didn't say it out, he just quietly moved the girl in front of him, very seriously.

Incense rises mistyly, thousands of miles across the river.

The paper money was also quietly burning, accompanied by glutinous rice and incense ash, and slowly moved away with Zhao Qiang's thoughts.

"Sorry, my dad was there just now, so it's inconvenient to tell everything. He doesn't know the complete truth yet. I'm afraid my dad will be more impulsive after I tell it. None of our family members are affected by this matter. Got it." Zhao Qiang looked at the burning brazier with a sad face, then looked at the photo above, and said: "Jiang Xiaoqu, my cousin, lost her life in her prime, so she shouldn't have died in the first place. In other words, even if she died, she shouldn't end up like this."

Zhao Qiang bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth, burning with anger
"It's all because of her roommate, another femme fatale"

(End of this chapter)