Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

"In other words, can it be said..."

"Actually, you are also one of the culprits?"

Feng Zhiguang's pale face turned ugly to several degrees. It was the truth of being nailed to the pillar of shame when his skin was peeled off to see the rot. He was full of veins: "Shut up, shut up!"

"The guilt of the three lives can be washed away by saying that it can be washed away. It is so proficient, it seems that I have done this kind of thing before."

Zhang Qingxuan's face was expressionless, and he didn't have the slightest intention to stop talking: "Do you think you are worthy of the righteousness brought to you by the police uniform on your body?"

"Shut up shut up shut up!!"

One picture after another kept flashing in Feng Zhiguang's mind.

Sworn.

Onboarding.

Be firm in your belief that you will defend justice even to the death.

Then, he gradually sank into desire and all kinds of temptations.

The faces that were wronged because of him kept flashing in front of him. His eyes were scarlet and almost crazy. While he was roaring hysterically and shutting up, the pistol in his hand fired several times until it was all gone. A whole clip.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

"open……"

Li Yangguang hurriedly got up and rushed forward.

Zhao Duofeng was also shocked.

Even the three evil spirits all stared wide-eyed.

Their eyes were full of sadness, anger, and self-blame.

God!

Why are good people always so short-lived?

why! !

Puff.

A sound of collapsing to the ground sounded.

However, after the frightened people looked at it again, they found that...

The person who fell on the ground was not Zhang Qingxuan who had been shot with a full clip.

It was Feng Zhiguang!

He collapsed on the ground, tremblingly pointed at Zhang Qingxuan, with a face full of disbelief: "Monster! Monster!"

Zhang Qingxuan spread his hands.

wow.

A handful of bullets fell to the ground.

Everyone was even more surprised, shocked that Zhang Qingxuan would be able to catch the bullet with his bare hands, and at the same time they all breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be the same.

Bullets are useless against ghosts.

In front of Zhang Qingxuan, those evil spirits were like paper, so the bullets had no effect on Zhang Qingxuan, which was normal.

"Borers!"

Zhao Duofeng snorted coldly: "Take it."

Two police officers came out and stepped forward quickly. One snatched the empty pistol in Feng Zhiguang's hand, and the other handcuffed him with his backhand and put him on the ground.

Wei Dawei stared at Feng Zhiguang who was being pushed up with wide eyes, his eyes were full of despair, as if he had foreseen his next fate.

"'No! I'm running! I can't be caught!"

He gritted his teeth and roared wildly in his heart.

"Zhang Tianshi, what should he do? Should he also be charged and sued?"

Zhao Duofeng stepped forward, looked at Wei Dawei and asked Zhang Qingxuan, "If he sues, he will definitely be sentenced to death, there is no room for relaxation."

"It's too cheap for him to die like this."

Zhang Qingxuan shook his head.

He looked at the evil spirits whose family had suffered innocent disasters for no reason, and said: "If you have revenge, you have revenge, if you have complaints, you have revenge. You have no karma on your body. Don't kill him. I will send you to reincarnation."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qingxuan frowned again: "However, why do you have no karma on your body? Wasn't the deputy factory manager directly killed by you?"

The whole family shook their heads in unison: "No."

"That person was doing nasty things. As soon as we appeared, he was frightened by (Qianma Zhao), and then suddenly froze and died."

"..."

Wind right now?

Zhang Qingxuan shook his head and walked aside.

I'm afraid this is also the last favor of fate for the poor family.

"The Daoist benefactor..."

The woman Xie Chong called Zhang Qingxuan again: "There is something on him that prevents us from getting close to him."

Zhang Qingxuan nodded.

Buddha statue.

He had already walked towards Wei Dawei, just for this Buddha statue cabinet.

But at this moment, Wei Dawei suddenly exploded, and the strength he didn't know where came from suddenly overturned Li Yangguang.

"Nanwu Nanwu..."

He spoke plausibly as if he was muttering something, and then a burst of Buddhist golden light burst out all over his body, he raised his fist and went straight to Zhang Qingxuan, shouting angrily: "I want you to die! I want you all to die to me! !”.

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"careful!"

"Tianshi Zhang be careful!"

Seeing this sudden change, many people all exclaimed.

Only Zhang Qingxuan himself watched Wei Dawei, who was covered in Buddha's light, rushing forward, his expression remained indifferent and did not change at all.

"die!"

"Give it to me, die!!"

Wei Dawei shouted angrily, grabbed the hand of the Buddha statue, and smashed it down on Zhang Qingxuan's head.

But before he dropped his fist.

Snapped!

Zhang Qingxuan flipped his hand and whipped his leg~ and sent him flying.

And just as he flew upside down, the Buddha statue flew out from his palm.

It's not that he let go.

It was the Buddha statue that flew out by itself.

Suspended in the air, the golden light on the Buddha statue exploded even brighter to the extreme in an instant, purifying the resentment in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Qingxuan drew out three talismans like lightning and hit a family of evil spirits to save them from being burned by the Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue seemed to be angry after seeing this scene, a golden brilliance burst out and went straight to Zhang Qingxuan's face.

"A ray of remnants, dare to be so presumptuous."

Zhang Qingxuan snorted coldly, and made a sword point and stabbed out of the void!

Chi!

There was a sound of thunder and lightning bursting, and the electric light was like a flying sword. After the golden light was scattered, its power remained unchanged, and it hit the Buddha statue again.

The lightning shrouded the Buddha statue and it was gone for a moment. At this moment, the golden light had disappeared, the Buddha statue became dim, and fell to the ground with a jingle.

Wei Dawei, who fell to the ground, looked at all this in disbelief.

"how is this possible!"

"how is this possible!"

"I spent 5000 million, 5000 million to ask for this!"

"Give me light!"

"Give me light!!!"

He staggered over, picked up the Buddha statue and beat it.

But obviously it is.

This was originally a magic weapon to store residual energy.

To put it bluntly, it is a one-time memory card.

Cannian and the Buddhist power in it had been completely wiped out by Zhang Qingxuan.

This Buddha statue has naturally become a dead thing, and it is impossible for it to move at all.

"Old man, avenge our son! We can finally avenge our son!"

The woman widened her eyes and yelled.

"No! Dad! Mom! It's not for me...it's for the three of us, for our family!"

The young man retorted.

"The Daoist benefactor said, don't kill him, then he will be skinned and cramped, so that he can also taste what it is like to fall to the ground in the pain of his son!!"

The middle-aged ghost roared.

The whole family, full of anger and hatred, rushed towards Wei Dawei.

"Please, light up quickly, light up quickly!"

"No! No! I was wrong, please let me go, let me go, please...Ahhhhh!!"

The screams echoed over the entire factory.

Many people turned around, not daring to watch what was happening.

But in everyone's heart, there is no sympathy for Wei Dawei.

And after Wei Dawei.

And Feng Zhiguang.

He is also one of the culprits...

in a temple.

In the magnificent Daxiong Hall, two white-browed monks are meditating facing the huge Buddha statue. One of them has a beard and the other has an empty chin.

Sudden.

With a wow, the bearded monk on the left vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Senior brother?"

The younger monk on the right turned out to be the brother of the monk with the white beard on the left. This is undoubtedly a bit puzzling. After all, the two of them stood together. After the bearded monk vomited blood, he didn't get up anxiously, but asked with a slight frown.

"Brother, it's okay."

The white-bearded monk waved his hands, took a deep breath, and sat up straight again.

"It was the golden Buddha that was given to someone who was destined to be gifted some time ago and was forcibly broken by means of thunder. As a result, I was eaten back before I could cut off contact cough cough cough..."

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