Ask The Dao

　　 "A poor student has a heavenly eye. It seems that your mother and child are both blood and light, and you have kind thoughts. Only when you have kind thoughts, you have specially made one or two. I never thought that you are also stupid things in the world, and you will kill yourself!"

　　 Niuji sneered when he saw the child shrunk to one side and made a plan.

　　 "My son?"

　　 Hearing a Taoist priest vowed to say this, Zhang himself had nothing to do, but worried about his son, his face couldn't help showing struggle.

　　 "Next, do you still want to open the altar to eliminate the calamity and accept the title deed of a house by the way?"

　　 Duan Yu chuckled, and interrupted unceremoniously.

"you……"

　　 Niu Ji was furious: "Zhuzi is rude, today I want to let you know how powerful it is! Illness!"

　　 His eyes glistened, and a piece of talisman in his hand burned instantly: "Suppress!"

　　‘This Niu Ji, although it is only a casual repair, has already laid the foundation! ’

　　 The moment the opponent shot, Duan Yu knew the strength of this Niu Ji.

　　 There are hundreds of days to build a foundation in the Dao vein, but the casual cultivator does not pay attention to this, and breaks through with the method of the side door.

　　 This Niu Ji reciting the curse to pinch the formula, Duan Yu felt that his eyes were dark, drowsy, and could not wake up.

　　 This is the law of nightmare town, a must for the warlock of the quagmire, there is no disadvantage to suppress ordinary people.

　　 "Hmm!"

But in the next moment, Duan Yu shouted loudly, causing Niu Ji Tengteng to retreat several steps: "Monster Dao, I am a scholar, or a scholar, do you dare to fan me with black magic? Believe it or not, I handed a post to the county government office. Let you go to court!"

　　 This kind of nightmare town method has no disadvantages against ordinary people and those who are not strong in mind, but Duan Yu has an excellent temperament, and he does not need to use martial arts qi and blood at all, and he wakes up from sleep, his eyes are like swords.

"you……"

　　 Niu Ji shed two nosebleeds. This was a backlash from the interruption of the cast. He did not dare to stay at this time and hurriedly hid his face and left.

　　 "The son..."

　　 Zhang's holding his son, his face looked anxious.

　　 "It doesn't matter...A warlock of the rivers and lakes, is he really cultivating magical powers?" Duan Yu sneered, and finally stopped covering up, a trace of murderousness overflowed, and Zhang immediately shuddered.

　　 Why did this jade-like son suddenly become so terrible?

　　……

　　 It's night time, in the inn room.

　　 A light is like a bean, the light is dim and a little harsh.

Niu Ji sat on the bench, looked at the paper man in front of him, and muttered to himself: "Damn...I originally made the Zhang family poor, and I must not survive this winter, and then I can just collect the title deeds. The kid who came out to spoil the situation?"

　　 "Students? Haha... Is a scholar great? As long as you don't cultivate to the point where you are protected by three inches of light, I will always give you retribution!"

　　 He gritted his teeth, prepared to make the paper man into an imp, to find the man in the daytime, and then concoct it.

　　 Suddenly, a cold wind poured in from the window, and the paper figures flew.

　　 "Snee... I obviously closed the window..."

　　 Niuji had a bad face, and when he came to the window, he saw a dark shadow in the corner of his eyes.

　　 But the other party was too fast. As soon as he reached his mouth with a spell, he suffered a cruel one, and he fell to the ground like a prawn.

　　 "Niu Dao Ren, it's been a long time!"

　　 When he recovered slightly, he found that a circle of cloth had been tied to his mouth, tied tightly behind his head, his hands and feet were all tied to the chair, and the student in front of him was the scholar he saw today!

　　 He struggled violently, trying to say something.

　　 "I know... you just want to brag to me about your background, how powerful your methods are, let me let you go, maybe you have to blame yourself for what you do, and it's best to commit suicide or something..."

　　 Duan Yu was slow and authentic, and a printing knife appeared in his hand, and he slapped it casually.

　　 "Woohoo!"

　　 Niu Ji's eyes widened, watching a blood arrow soar from his thigh, struggling.

"You don't have to ask for help anymore. In order to cast the spell tonight, you must have told the shop Xiaoer, no matter what happens, don't come in..." Duan Yu said slowly: "And plug your mouth with the Jinliang you just entered. Sure enough, and I also added a knife, which made you unable to concentrate. You must have not learned a special fighting technique, have you? If you learn, you may be able to cast the spell with the pain..."

　　 His voice was flat, but it was this calm that made Niu Ji's heart sink.

"Listen well, next, let me ask one sentence, and answer one sentence, if I'm not satisfied..." Duan Yu raised the seal knife in his hand and released the shackles in Niu Ji's mouth: "When did you contact Zhengyang Dao? ?"

　　 "How do you know?" Niu Ji is another jealous spirit, and when he is afraid, he can only tell the truth.

　　 It turns out that most of the casual cultivators like him have no way to go. When they see the real Taoist priests, they are mostly flattering, hoping to get some shelter.

　　 And those Dao veins are not all indifferent to the fireworks, and occasionally receive some casual cultivators as servants of outer disciples.

　　 Inside, you need a lot of ‘filial piety’!

　　 As far as Dao Mai is concerned, there are many lackeys and a lot of money. You only need to pay some basic Dao law. Why not do it?

　　 Although Niu Ji found a way to Zhengyang Road, but he didn't have enough money, he was deceived everywhere, hoping to make a fortune and smash the door.

　　 Even if he was just a handyman, he finally had a background.

　　 "Hey...the cultivator of wealth and land, as expected, the ten avenues are inevitable..." Hearing this, Duan Yu sneered.

　　 "You know the Daomai and Zhengyang Daomen, who are you?"

　　 Niu Ji looked at the stamp knife on his neck, lowered his voice, dare not shout loudly.

　　 After all, with Duan Yu's skill, Shi Shiran can kill him and escape before outsiders break in.

　　 "I'm telling you, do you dare to listen?" Duan Yu shook his head, stamping the knife pressing hard, and carved bleeding marks on Niu Ji's neck: "Second question, do you know about Zhang's burial of gold?"

"What? The house buried gold?" Niu Ji was surprised, and regretted again: "No wonder you will come. It turns out that you are also in love with that house... I admit it, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you let me go. Later, I will present my own gift!"

　　 Fear stems from the unknown. Now that Duan Yu is also regarded as the thief who pretends to Zhang's house, Niu Ji can't help but relax a lot. With his small eyes, he doesn't know how many conspiracies and tricks he has thought about.

　　 "It seems that you don't know, the last question... the information of Zhengyang Dao!"

　　 Duan Yu covered his mouth with his left hand, and with a wave of his right hand, Niu Ji's eyes suddenly burst, and another wound appeared: "Answer well, otherwise it will be your third leg next time!"

　　 "The third?" Niu Ji was sweating coldly, and he didn't understand.

　　 But suddenly I figured it through, and there was another cold under the crotch. He quickly said, "I know about Zhengyang Dao! I know!"

　　……

　　 After a while, Duan Yushi Shiran turned out from the window, leaving behind a **** spot.

　　Niu Ji was naturally killed by him, venting his sullen heart.

　　 Turning into a dark alley at this time, he couldn't help but sneered: "Niu Ji's body will not be discovered until tomorrow. I will take Zhang's family out of the city early tomorrow morning... See which **** catches me?"

　　 This can't help but think of the most difficult theory to solve a no-cause homicide in a previous life.

This means that if a person intentionally murders an unrelated stranger, it will be very difficult to detect if they are not recorded on the spot, because any reasoning is useless, and even the murderer does not know why. kill.

　　 Duan Yu and Niu Ji are probably similar to this.

　　Although they had enemies in their previous lives, they have almost no intersection in this life. The only flaw lies in the Zhang family!

　　 However, if the clue is chased here, it will be broken. After all, where does the Zhang family know his true identity?

　　 As for the marine catching documents of this era? Haha... thanks to the "supernatural craftsmanship" of those painters, it is 50% similar.

　　 "All of this must be fair to the government, willing to pursue investigations in cases where there is no suffering owner, and must send elite head catchers..."

　　 The ancient government was the most reluctant to have trouble. If there were no suffering masters, it would be possible to turn major issues into small ones. For example, before the Zhang family, it was because of the thin population that they almost became a dead end.

　　 Niu Ji is just a Taoist priest. Without a household registration, there is really little chance that the government will be willing to fight for him.

　　 Even though everything is going to the worst, can the head catchers here still be traced to Yezhou? This cross-state arrest is simply not a ‘magical arrest’.

　　 Even if the other party traces them to Yezhou, they will immediately be dumbfounded!

　　 There were riots, casualties, and some cities were even slaughtered.

　　 Thousands of thousands died and no one cares~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Who else will kill you in a small murder case?

　　……

　　 At the moment when he returned to Zhang's house, he didn't mention the murder, and took Zhang directly and dug a hole under the big locust tree.

　　 After half a meter, the **** touched a hard object, but three jars, two large and one small.

　　 Zhang was naturally dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

　　 Duan Yu didn't get entangled, and moved into the house one by one before opening.

　　 There are silver in the two big jars, twelve ingots, and one hundred in one jar. This is two thousand taels, a piece of silver shining.

　　 And there are gold bars in the small jar, there are also eleven and fifty bars.

"These five hundred taels of gold are at least equivalent to five thousand taels of silver, plus the previous two thousand taels, it is seven thousand taels of silver..." Duan Yu counted, and suddenly his jaws were secretly: "As the saying goes The prefect, one hundred thousand snowflake silver, that Fuji has been a magistrate for a few years, but he also saved about ten thousand net worth..."

　　 And Zhang looked at these, but was stunned.

　　 "My son..."

　　 At this time, an old lady in the back room also came out, stunned: "I am dazzled...this is... from my ancestors?"

　　 "Not bad!" Duan Yu found a few lettering at the bottom of the altar, proving the owner of the gold and silver.

　　 Zhang looked at it, startled, but fell to the ground: "Thank you, En Gong, for telling me, please accept this altar of gold! Don’t refuse!"

　　 This is a clever woman, afraid that Duan Yu will become unhappy when seeing Cai.

　　 Duan Yu shook his head and refused: "You are clever, but this bit of gold and silver is not in my eyes...but you have been poor for a long time, and there will be a lot of jealousy, and there will be disaster... you must move immediately!"

　　 "This is very true, we will leave tomorrow!"

　　 Zhang looked at his son, and made a decision after gritting his teeth.