Martial Arts? I Don't Know How To Do It, But I Only Know Magic!

Henry Zhang's spiritual consciousness locked on the young man and followed him slowly. When the young man's motorcycle stopped, Henry Zhang hugged the little fox, ducked and followed him.

Henry Zhang hugged the little fox and came to the target location. He saw that it was a very common villa in the countryside. There was a yard in front of the villa, and the motorcycle was parked in the yard.

Henry Zhang walked directly through the wall and gave the little fox in his arms a trick to make it fall asleep. It was not suitable for him to watch what happened next.

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The spirited guy couldn't wait to bring the female ghost home. He kept swallowing saliva in his throat. The female ghost also cooperated very well and inadvertently revealed a large amount of white snow.

One person and one ghost slowly entered the room, taking off everything that needed to be taken off, and then an indescribable scene began. (Dear readers are all decent people. If you don’t like reading this content, I won’t write it.)

Henry Zhang looked through the wall of the room with great interest. This young man really has a strong taste and knows how to play.

In Henry Zhang's eyes, the spirited young man was lying on the bed with a corpse that had been rotting for who knows how long.

The young man kissed the white bugs on his mouth and stroked the bugs on his hands. That indescribable part also had intimate contact with a group of white bugs.

That scene was simply eye-catching.

Just when the man was about to reach his peak, a ferocious-looking old man suddenly appeared in front of the energetic young man. This young man was frightened and fainted.

This made the female ghost so angry that she couldn't stand up or down. Who could bear this? She yelled

: "Damn it, I haven't been happy in hundreds of years. Where does this old thing come from? If he dares to disturb my happiness, get out. He is my prey."

The old ghost chuckled and said: "No matter what it is, it should be on a first-come, first-served basis. He took me first, so this should be my prey.

I can let you have this fine skin and tender meat for a physical examination, but all of his energy is mine, so I can’t give you any advantage. "

The female ghost pushed away the fainting man who was pressing on its bones, took a look at the young man's body, and immediately said angrily:

"Damn old thing, look how you scared my beloved little handsome boy. Now I can't be happy anymore. I have to find another one again. You really deserve to die!"

Old ghost: "Hey, hey, I haven't been happy for a long time anyway. It just so happens that the two of us are happy. What do you think?

Old ghost, I have hundreds of years of inventory. Wait a minute, I will definitely satisfy you. "

Female ghost: "Bah, old thing, you are a toad who wants to eat swan meat. You have such beautiful thoughts, but you don't even look at it. What kind of thing are you? How can I possibly fall in love with you? Get away as far as you can from me." .”

The old ghost was also angry. The female ghost opposite him insulted him so much that he became angry and spat back:

"Bah, you ugly thing, I can like you because you are lucky in your previous life, but you still dare to look down on me.

Go take a look in the mirror and see what you look like. This thing about beauty has nothing to do with you at all.

Get lost, this is my prey, it has nothing to do with you, otherwise, I won’t be polite.

If you are willing to be happy with me, I can save a few mouthfuls of this young man's essence for you to taste. "

Female ghost: "Old thing, who is afraid of whom? I won't let you go tonight. I've lived for hundreds of years. What kind of ghosts have I never seen? Who doesn't know how to talk trash? Come on, let's deal with it. , See if I don’t tear you alive.”

The two ghosts quickly got into a fight. Since both sides were equally powerful, they simply got close to devour them. You bite my ghost body, and I bite your ghost body. It’s nothing compared to the large-scale tearing 13 scene of ordinary people. Both.

Henry Zhang couldn't stand it any longer. It was boring. Considering that he had met this young man twice and that he had gained some special knowledge for himself, he decided to save him once.

With Zhang Xuan's spiritual thoughts, two talismans flew out from his sleeves, penetrated the wall, and accurately hit the two ghosts, destroying them without leaving any residue.

Finally, Henry Zhang looked at the dense white bugs on the bed. He was so disgusted that he waved his hand and made them all disappear.

Looking at the little bean teeth on the spirited young man, it was estimated that he would never be happy in his life. Henry Zhang turned and left, woke up the little fox, and said to himself: "Beauty is really harmful to people.

Fortunately, as a poor man, I keep my body as clean as jade and love myself. This kind of thing cannot affect me.

Women will only affect the speed of my cultivation. Only when there is no woman in my heart can I cultivate faster, don't you think so? "

The little fox Ying Ying had no idea what Henry Zhang was talking about. His little head was so dizzy that he just woke up and could only make two whining sounds as a response.

Early the next morning, the mentally disturbed young man came to his senses. He was frightened and quickly called the police. The police rushed over and found nothing. Seeing that the young man was not in a normal state of mind, he was sent directly to the hospital.

The doctor at the hospital examined him and took a X-ray and found that there were many white maggots in his body. Moreover, the young man's lower body was also infected with maggots and had to be cut out to save his life.

In order to survive, the young man had tears in his eyes and was pushed into the operating room by the doctors. This was the first eunuch in the era of spiritual recovery, so he had to wait for others to do it himself. The doctors were a little excited when they thought about this.

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On the nineteenth day of the countdown, Henry Zhang was still walking aimlessly with the little fox, wherever he went, everything happened.

Today, he transformed into an ordinary person again, holding a rope in his hand. The other end of the rope was the little white fox that transformed into a fox dog. Now he came to a busy market.

There are all kinds of things sold here, and there are actually more than a dozen fortune tellers. Henry Zhang became curious and wanted to have his fortune told.

Henry Zhang walked to one of the most prosperous fortune-telling stalls, and saw that the stall owner had erected a flagpole behind him. On the flag were the four characters: "One fortune is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Henry Zhang asked the aunt beside him: "Sister, is this fortune teller so good? Why are there so many people telling fortunes here?"

The aunt turned around and saw that it was a handsome young man who was asking her question. She was watching the fun and was disturbed, so she was a little unhappy. When she saw that it was a handsome young man, he even called her sister. Her mood was instantly relieved, and she enthusiastically replied:

"Isn't that right? Look at his sign, a fortune teller. He said that if the fortune is not accurate, no money will be taken. There are more than a dozen fortune tellers here, and he is the most accurate.

He can calculate everything from bad luck to marriage. You only need to write a word, and he can calculate it. There is no accuracy, but it is more expensive. One thousand yuan per word, and he only sells it once a week.

Moreover, he also has a rule that he only tells fortunes for those who are destined to do so. For those who are not destined, no matter how much money is given to him, he will not count. If you force him to speak, you will bear the consequences.

He said that if he couldn't calculate the money after taking it, he would destroy the stall and never leave the stall.

There was once someone who didn't believe in this evil and forced him to tell fortunes. He said, you should go home and prepare a coffin. Unexpectedly, the next day, this person actually died.

From then on, no one dared to force him to tell fortunes, and no one in this country knew about him.

As soon as he came, all the fortune tellers around him had no business. Young man, you can give it a try. "

Henry Zhang smiled and replied: "It's so powerful, then I will definitely give it a try."

The aunt said enthusiastically: "Young man, what do you want? If it's marriage, I can introduce you to someone.

My daughter is famous as the most beautiful woman in this country. If you are willing, add her number and I can give her number to you right now. "

Before Henry Zhang could speak, someone around him replied: "Hahahaha, she is the most beautiful woman, I am laughing so hard.

Young man, don't listen to her nonsense. Her daughter is a lazy girl, with a figure as big as a sow, and a high-minded person. She is not good-looking, and she won't get married if her family doesn't have a savings of 1.8 million.

Who dares to ask for this? It’s obviously the most difficult person to marry in every country in the world. "

The aunt became angry and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Look at me, I won't tear up your stinky mouth. If you are a decent man, don't run away."

The forty-seven-year-old man said while running: "How do you know if I am a decent man? You haven't tried it. How would you like me to let you try it tonight to give you an advantage?"

The two men chased each other and quickly left the place, bringing bursts of laughter to the people present.

Henry Zhang also smiled, it’s not good to cultivate immortality, why do you have to have a woman?

But the little fox, with his two beautiful big eyes, looked at the way the aunt was leaving. He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he was angry.

Henry Zhang lined up at the back of the team. Through observation, he discovered that this fortune teller would tell anyone who looked like he was in danger of disaster and that he was bleeding to the sky, and would not accept the fortune teller.

As for those who are rich and powerful, or those who are suffering from small disasters, he says they are destined people who are really clever at playing tricks.

Since ancient times, few people who dare to leak secrets have a good end. There are some things that God allows you to know, but God does not allow you to say.

Small calamities, small blessings and small fortunes will do little damage to the fortune teller's moral character. It doesn't matter if a person is rich or wealthy, it doesn't matter. This is what he is destined to do.

As for those who are facing great disasters and are bleeding to the sky, it doesn't matter if they are good people. If they are good people, if you save their lives, you will have a share in their subsequent karma.

Of course, those whose luck is against the heavens, or whose fate is too noble, will easily suffer backlash if their fate is calculated.

How can I put it, he is right to do this, but how could God allow him to do this? He just wants to receive benefits and does not want to pay anything. How is this possible? No, somehow, Henry Zhang came over.

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The number of people in front of him decreased one by one, and finally, it was Henry Zhang’s turn.

The fortune teller looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and a pair of sunglasses on his face.

He had just finished calculating for the person in front of him, looked up at Henry Zhang, and said secretly in his heart: "Yes, the rich and powerful man has made this thousand yuan again."

Fortune teller: "You are a destined person. The fortune will be one thousand. Pay first and then calculate. After paying the money, sit down and write a word!" After saying that, he picked up the thermos bottle at his feet and poured himself a cup of hot water. , I’ve been talking for less than half an hour, it’s quite draining, I need to replenish my water.

Henry Zhang nodded, first took out the one thousand cash he had prepared, handed it to the fortune teller, then pulled out the chair and sat on it.

There is an ordinary inkstone on the table, as well as a pen holder with several brushes on it. A stack of square white paper is placed in front of the chair. The fortune teller only needs to write a word on the white paper with a brush. Just words.

Most people don't know how to write with a brush. In order not to make a fool of themselves, they basically draw a horizontal line on a white paper and write a word.

Face Engineering is quite the same thing, it looks much more professional than the dozen or so shops next to it. It would be better if the ink in the inkstone was not poured directly from the ink bottle, but ground.

Henry Zhang didn't even think about it, he just finished it in one go and wrote a big "Zhang" character. He had been drawing symbols for so long. Apart from anything else, he thought he could still use his own handwriting.

The onlookers were shocked. Is this a Chinese character? Why can’t I tell what the character is? Maybe it’s because I haven’t read enough books and my knowledge is too short. No one present recognized this character. "Character.

Henry Zhang handed the white paper with written words to the fortune teller: "It's written, please take a look."

The fortune teller was drinking hot water. He reached out to take the white paper and glanced at it from the corner of his eye. He almost choked on a mouthful of hot water.

Is this a word? It's obviously a talisman. The fortune teller put down his tea cup, looked at the word, frowned, and asked: "Young man, are you trying to tell a marriage or what?"

Henry Zhang: “How about calculating my luck next month?”

The fortune teller nodded and looked at the words on the white paper. He first calculated with one hand, then with both hands. The more he calculated, the more wrong he became.

He raised his head and glanced at Henry Zhang. He was in trouble this time, but the money had been collected and the cause and effect had been forged. He had to figure it out and get rid of the result.

The fortune teller gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and tried his best to learn all his life. It was obviously winter, and the temperature outside was minus one or two degrees, but white smoke was coming out of his hair, and the sweat on his forehead was getting more and more, and his face was pale. He also became pale.

Finally, the fortune teller seemed to have figured out something. The energy and blood in his body surged upstream, and a mouthful of blood surged up his throat. He opened his mouth and spit it out.

The people around were all shocked. What was going on? The fortune teller was so powerful that he vomited blood.

Henry Zhang moved his position in time to avoid the fortune teller's blood, and asked: "How is it, have you figured it out?"

The fortune teller stopped counting. He glanced at Henry Zhang with fear on his face, stood up unsteadily without saying a word.

He first returned the money to Henry Zhang, then smashed his stall and tore the flag on the flagpole.