Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The Qiao family compound was brightly lit, and all the children stepped forward to touch the spirit ball in an orderly manner. The kung fu of a cup of tea has been tested seven or eight out of ten. In a corner of the scene, there was a sigh of sighing, but there was no joy. It was obvious that they were all candidates for elimination.

Jiao Ke was the last one, pushed up viciously by a brother behind her.

She turned her head and gave her a cold look. The person who pushed her turned his face away, as if he didn't want to have any trouble with her.

She didn't say anything, just pursed her pale lips, and stretched out her slender palm to gently cover the spirit ball.

The brilliance on the top circulated, and the jade-white sphere rose from the bottom to the top, and a halo of light rose up, making it impossible for people to see what was inside.

After the blink of an eye, when the halo dissipated, everyone sighed, "Yeah, another failure!"

The spherical surface was still as white as jade, and there was no change.

Jiao Ke stepped back calmly, not intending to tell the world that the jade light on the spiritual ball was different from the previous one, she was the rarest root of the Holy Spirit in this world.

Because at the time of birth, this body was bound by three thousand knots by God. If it cannot be solved in this life, it will not be able to embark on the path of cultivation.

She didn't know what the three thousand knots were, but she only knew that she had experienced countless disasters from childhood to adulthood, large and small, and there were more than two thousand without three thousand.

In the words of Master Wu Zhenren, these three thousand knots are actually the homonym of three thousand eons. As long as it's passed, Ping An grows up to eighteen years old, and whether it will be very prosperous in the future, the future is boundless.

When she passed by the brother with ease, she heard a disdainful voice in her ears, "Bah! It's really a waste snack, and it's really unfortunate."

"You..." Jiao Ke stared at his sibling, trembling with anger.

"What are you looking at? Go back to your room, don't come out and shake! Are you responsible for scaring me?"

When he was talking, the brother was hurriedly staying far away from her, for fear of being affected by her bad luck.

Beside him, other brothers also coaxed: "Get out, get out, you are not welcome here!"

It was born from the same root, so why is it too anxious to fry each other.

She complained bitterly in her heart, "What the heck? I will leave here one day. When that time comes, I must let you know how unfortunate it will be to miss me!"

She left with her forefoot, and the brothers gathered together and seemed to be discussing the test. No one knew how the wood on the beam broke and hit the tallest person.

Fortunately, this man was just a servant of the Qiao family, and his head was broken. The rest of the Qiao family's young masters were just a little frightened.

That's it, it's scary enough, and the Qiao family compound, which was relatively quiet for a while, suddenly made a loud noise.

"What's the noise? Quiet me!" Chu Hanyang stood up annoyed.

The head of the Qiao family hurriedly came forward to appease, "Don't be impatient, Daoist, I'll find someone to deal with it."

He summoned the housekeeper, and after inquiring about the matter in a low voice, he said helplessly: "Alas... I must have owed that girl in my last life.

No matter if the boy is dead or not, he will carry the person down for me first, find a doctor to have a look, and then pay his family a little compensation. Don't let them make trouble at this juncture. "

The housekeeper took the order and left, and Chu Hanyang was a cultivator. Such a conversation could not avoid his eyes and ears, "Wait!"

"Come back!" The head of the Qiao family jumped in his heart, and hurriedly called the housekeeper back.

The housekeeper didn't know why, so he looked at the two of them nervously, burying his head and listening to the orders.

"Bring people here, I'll show them, and be Xie Yi from your land."

"The Daoist is righteous, and I am grateful."

The owner of the house was flattered and hurriedly winked at the housekeeper, but the housekeeper did not dare to neglect, and the jogger went to greet him.

When the injured family member was carried to the compound, he had already fainted due to excessive blood loss. The whole person's face was blue, and the people who saw it felt that the other party would not be able to survive tonight.

That Chu Hanyang just glanced at random, took out a small bottle from his waist, and sprinkled it on top of the injured forehead.

The medicines of monks are all elixir, and they naturally have the effect of bringing back the dead. That Jiading's wound, originally bloody, quickly condensed into a scab at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The people of the Qiao family have always admired the monks, and at this time they were even more shocked by this magical method.

Everyone was silent, and their eyes were full of eager light. I hope that the Taoist priest surnamed Chu can look at him more, even if he can't cultivate, he will bring himself back to the mountain gate, even if he is a gatekeeper and a street sweeper. , that's fine too!

Unfortunately, how could Chu Hanyang treat them differently.

"Have all the people in the house checked? If there are no omissions, it would be a pity, and I can only say goodbye."

His task has not yet been completed, and the next stop is naturally to go to someone else's house to continue, there is no time to delay, and treating this person is already one of his few acts of kindness.

The head of the Qiao family hurriedly responded respectfully, "To live up to the love of the Taoist priest, the entire clan has 125 people of the appropriate age, and none of them are here."

"Everything is a failure, in that case, farewell!"

Chu Hanyang's voice finally fell, and the Qiao family's patriarch hurriedly raised his head, where there was still Chu Hanyang's figure, and there was no hair in front of him.

"Oh... my Qiao family is really unlucky, such a good opportunity, I didn't get it at all."

He couldn't say that the heartbreak was fake, but in front of the disciples, he still tried his best to maintain his image as the head of the family.

"It's late at night, everyone should leave! No one is allowed to say what happened today, otherwise the family will serve you!"

"And this servant who was implicated by Xiao Qi, since it's all right, get up and work for me, don't lie here and pretend to be dead."

In the face of the majesty of the head of the family, how dare that family member slack off, get up quickly, hurriedly get into the crowd, and never dare to come out again.

When something like this happened in the family, the head of the family was so angry that no one dared to confront him and became cannon fodder.

The head of the Qiao family sighed helplessly. Facing the empty compound, he felt that the whole person was also empty.

He dragged his weary pace, walked to the backyard of the female family members, and knocked on one of the doors.

"Yeah! Master, it's so late, you..."

It was Xiaomei who opened the door. Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the owner, "Okay, it's too long-winded, let's go, Miss and I have something to say."

Xiaomei lowered her head and stuck out her tongue quietly, and ran out of the door immediately without daring to delay a step. The owner's face looked so stinky, she didn't think it would be good, she didn't dare to touch the bad head.

In the room, Jiao Ke was sitting in front of the desk, drawing on the talisman paper intently. The head of the Qiao family stood beside her for a while, but she didn't even notice it.

The head of the Qiao family didn't say anything, and didn't do anything to disturb her. He just looked at his youngest daughter quietly.

He had many sons, but this little daughter was the only one who asked for it after a thousand requests, and she was very happy.

Even though she was born with bad luck, he just hugged her little one, and her hand was burnt by the sparks that jumped out of the brazier, and there is still a scar that cannot be removed.

Even if he was inexplicably cut by the gap on the eaves of the bowl, soaked in the foot-washing water poured out by someone, scratched by a night cat, etc. . . .

Even at this moment, he is quietly beside her, maybe he will encounter some kind of misfortune in the next moment, just like the unfortunate housekeeper who was hit by the beam, he is not afraid of an unpredictable disaster.

He has always been happy with this daughter and doesn't mind this.

It's just that he has too many women, everyone is afraid of this little daughter, and always wants to drive this daughter away.

They once begged him to send people to a village in the countryside, where they would recruit a son-in-law for Xiaoqi. From then on, Jiao Ke can live well, and they can also sit back and relax, not worrying about being plagued by bad luck one day.

How could he possibly agree! This is his favorite daughter, bar none. He only loves her, how can he be willing to send her away.

Those women were trying to make a plan, and they framed her in various ways, trying to kill her. It is also strange that the person who framed her will fail inexplicably, harming others instead of harming themselves.

For example, they would secretly buy a murderer to kill, and the killer just jumped into the yard, and then fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

It was also this person who was unlucky. There was a very thin silver thread between the two tree trunks. It was the silver water boiled by Jiao Ke. There were a lot of materials used to draw talismans. The silver thread that was pulled out looked soft, but it was actually very hard.

The killer jumped down, his neck was hanging on the silver wire, how could he still live, and died instantly.

There have been many failures, and everyone has understood that this broom star, in addition to the master can clean up, there is only God left.

It is just that these two have no eyes, so she has been allowed to live until now, and I don't know how many people have been harmed. The Qiao family's residence is almost numb to her existence. As long as she is here, there will be endless bad luck one day.

The head of the Qiao family is also going through this, but standing so quietly, no one would have thought that the injury would come so strangely, something slipped into his trouser legs and quickly climbed up When he got to the crotch position, he was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"His~~Hohoho~~Damn it!"

While stamping his feet, he stretched out his hand to touch it. He was so embarrassed that the image of the head of the family was completely destroyed.

When Xiaomei heard the movement outside, she rushed in immediately, "What's wrong! What's wrong! Master, you are..."

Xiaomei only felt that her eyes were very hot. She covered her eyes with her hands, and some did not dare to see the head of the Qiao family.

She is still a little girl, can she still marry in the future? Xiaomei felt bitter in her heart.

The trousers of the head of the Qiao family had fallen to the floor, and after tossing for a long time, he finally slipped the **** mouse out.

"Squeaky..." The guy was still staring at the head of the Qiao family in good spirits.

He angrily threw the mouse to Xiaomei, "Quick, quick, throw it into the cesspool for me, it must drown!"

Even if Xiaomei is a strong girl, it does not mean that she is not afraid of mice, she is a little afraid, and a little disgusting, she tries hard to resist, "Master, I ~ ~ ~ I ... I will make tea for you, you wait!"

She made an excuse and ran out quickly, but she didn't have the guts to pick up any mice.

Anyway, it's not the first time she has resisted her family for a day. He thought that people shouldn't be embarrassing her, Xiaomei whispered in her heart.

The head of the Qiao family angrily threw the mouse on the ground, picked up the bench and smashed it at the mouse.

He seemed to rarely do such physical work. The mouse was knocked unconscious by him. He lay there motionless, and smashed a few benches. He was stunned that he didn't hit the bench. Instead, he smashed his big foot back.

"Ow~~~" Immediately, an earth-shattering scream came, which startled Xiaomei, who was pouring boiling water in the tea room next door, and almost drowned herself.

She was able to grow up beside Jiao Ke safely and wishfully, thanks to the real Wu Zhen who planted a lucky charm in her body.

Such talismans are said to be used to harm people. It will make people no luck, no wealth, no aura, no luck, no bad luck, etc...

In short, she is like a person who has been forgotten by God. She will never have a wealthy partner in her life, and she can only be a little follower without a shadow.

Even so, Xiaomei didn't think there was anything wrong. It was Jiao Ke who bought her from a trafficker and gave her the first bun in her life, the first touch of warmth.

In order to retain this warmth, she can do anything for the jerk. Just now. If it was a pampered guest who was caught by a mouse, she would definitely rush up without hesitation, even if she was afraid of such bugs in her heart. Being able to stay by Jiao Ke's side is already a very happy thing for her.

She is... fearless!

Mr. Qiao mourned while holding his feet, indescribably miserable.

The whole process can be said to be earth-shattering, but unfortunately all the spoilers turned a blind eye. Her thoughts were so concentrated that she probably wouldn't know the pain even if someone stabbed her now.

When Master Qiao was numb from the pain and limped to the side chair to sit down, Jiao Ke lifted up a piece of talisman paper ecstatically, and without hesitation, "teared", and the talisman paper was torn apart. Come, a sword only the size of a dagger, which grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was three feet three inches long before it stopped.

Jiao Ke is like a playful child, directing the sword to run around the house. After all, the space in the room is small, and the sword can't be used. It's not like cutting off a piece of the table. Even if one corner of the cabinet was cut off, sword marks were also drawn on the wall.

There were even two occasions when the tip of the sword was only an inch away from his nose, almost cutting him off.

This time, instead of being angry, he was shaking with excitement.

Is this the way of monks? He thought that no one in his family would be able to set foot on the path of cultivation, but unexpectedly, someone had already done it before he knew it.

This kind of sword, after all, relies on the talisman paper, and its validity is limited. It was just a cup of tea, and it shattered completely and disappeared into the air.

For the results of his hard work, Jiaoke clapped his hands with satisfaction, "Hahaha, I have finally made progress. Next time, I hope I can stick to the time for one meal, hee hee..."