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Lu Zhengkang was in his spare time, "Let's talk about it, how would you like to compare?"

　　 Kunqing smiled and said: "If you say that you lose only one item, and you lose swiftly, the little bald donkey will have to cry. Let's compare three items and win in three games, how about?"

　　 "You Taoist priest is not very capable, and his tone is not small. Come up with any crooked tricks and tricks. If the little monk frowns, he is not a good man."

　　 Everyone who watched the show snickered, and the little novice also called himself a hero.

　　 "In our first game, we choose a guest in public to fortune, even if the past is the past, the result depends on what the surrounding people say, how?"

　　 Lu Zhengkang smiled and nodded, "It's up to you."

　　Kunqing picked a middle-aged man in commoner clothes. He looked like that kind of craftsman. He had a taste of vicissitudes of life all over his body, and his eyes had the hope for life and the pursuit of happiness.

　　 "This man, did you have some money stolen by someone a month ago?"

"Yes."

　　 Kunqing asked one sentence, and the other party answered one sentence, and it was almost certain that it was affirmative, only one or two supplements were made.

　　 It was calculated all the way until this craftsman ten years ago, all kinds of private affairs and strange things attacked one after another, so that people are about to learn Sichuan opera to change their face, Kun Qing finally stopped.

　　 Everyone applauded.

　　 "Cai!"

　　 "Cai!"

　　What a brilliant Taoist priest!

　　 The laughter faded slowly, and people turned their eyes to Lu Zhengkang.

The little monk looked left and right, walked towards the crowd, raised his head and looked at the crowd. His eyes were reflected in faces, and the human form stretched on his full moon-like eyeballs, turning into groups of twisted phantoms, those Those who make contact with his eyes will have a strong sense of falling for a moment, as if they are about to fall into Lu Zhengkang's heart.

　　 So when his gaze swept across, the crowd exclaimed depressively, and some people fought in a double-stranded battle, short, piece by piece, like waves.

　　 Kunqing Taoist old **** is here's expression immediately became solemn.

　　 Lu Zhengkang strode through the crowd, like a whale breaking through the water, and rushed directly to an old man in the crowd, jumped up, grabbed him by the collar, and slammed him to the ground.

　　 "Ouch! Killed! The bald donkey is going to kill!"

　　 Lu Zhengkang nodded a finger under his ribs, directly let him out of breath, then clicked his dumb acupuncture point, then rubbed his face, and pulled off a thin mask, revealing a young face.

　　 "Good boy! If you are unlucky today, you hit this knot, but the poor monk had to do it!"

　　 People around are whispering.

　　 "That's the son of the widow Liu, how come he hides his head like this, and acts as a slave?"

　　 "Sister Liu Yao who used to wash clothes at the shopkeeper's house in Sheng? It is really her son."

　　 "I heard that this kid is doing business with Liu Qi!"

　　 "That old man? Not a good thing."

　　 "Should I say that he is Liu Qishou's son..."

Lu Zhengkang scanned the surroundings, his majestic gaze suppressed the noise, and he shouted: "This person has no grievances with the poor monk, let alone acquaintance, and the next piles of evidence are all the poor monk Tianyantong can see. , Listen up!"

　　 So he explained the life of the young man one by one, starting from birth.

　　 "This person's name is Liu Deli, he can't speak at the age of five, he has brute force since he was a child, and the neighbors call him stuffy donkeys."

　　 Everyone snickered upon hearing the words.

　　 "At the age of six, his father saw his back, grief to pain, coughing up blood on the funeral day, and making a sound like a cuckoo crying, and ape screaming."

　　 Everyone suddenly stopped.

　　 "Enrolled in a private school at the age of seven, was expelled at the age of eight, learned crafts at the age of nine, won at fifteen, gambling at sixteen, and lost his wealth at one time. Hey! What do you think he does to get money?"

　　 Gambler?

　　 One of the representatives of chaotic elements.

　　 Kengmeng abducted and deceived everything.

　　 His hesitant gaze was like a knife, stabbing Liu Deli's body, causing him to feel intense burning pain and biting coldness. He curled up and struggled again, like a live fish that was cut in half on a cutting board and still jumping.

　　 "Stolen the neighborhood first, then the distant relatives, no more, no less, no pain or itching, no one reports to officials, everything is fine."

　　 Someone clamored.

"The gambling game is like a raging fire, and silver is like firewood. There is an old saying: Hold a salary to fight the fire, if the salary is not enough, the fire will not die. Liu Deli, who was twelve years old, occasionally got a secret book in the mass grave in Sanli East of the city. After painstaking research, he finally learned how to shrink bones and tendons. At the age of fourteen, he dug graves and robbed corpses, cut bones and skins, and made masks. Since then, there have been many disguised aliases. In order to obtain gambling capital, deceive foreigners. People, extortion and robbery."

　　 The plain language seemed to have terrible magical powers. It flew to the ground and turned into a leech and leech. It got into Liu Deli's skin and sucked blood from his bone marrow, taking away all his strength and anger.

"These are still petty evils. It's not worthy of the poor monk to **** him out in public. The most heartbreaking thing is that he personally killed his biological mother three days ago because her mother discovered his secret. A month ago, this person was introduced by Liu Qi and colluded with the teeth to abduct and sell the young child. Her mother found a **** rag in the woodshed. It was a boy with a baby named sheep who had his left hand cut open. I tore off my arm."

　　 Lu Zhengkang smiled slightly, "The poor monk has almost grasped the evidence of these crimes of dentistry these days. If he catches quickly, he should have killed these villains."

　　 Two head-catchers with strong soap-colored outfits came from the crowd, passing through the already noisy crowd, like two piles of black iron on the bottom, sliding into a boiling oil pan.

　　 "Master Miao Ji, all the thieves have bowed their heads, only this is Liu."

　　 Catching quickly took away the lost souls on the ground.

　　 Lu Zhengkang won an unsuspecting victory.

　　 Everything of today can appear in the script in the future and sing it through the ages.

　　 Kunqing sighed, "A good skill, is it really the destiny of the Buddha?"

　　 "Look at how you understand ~www.readwn.com~ Talk about the second game, how do you want to lose?"

　　 Kunqing anxiously scratched the beard of his chin. He felt that he must be ashamed today.

　　 "In the second game, let's compare rituals to relieve the grievances of the deceased and exempt from the punishment."

　　 According to ancient legend, if there are too many dead corpses in places with bad feng shui, thunder will fall from the sky, and the ground will tremble endlessly.

　　 Therefore, monks and Taoists have a voluntary job, which is to go to graves and battlefields to save the souls of the dead.

　　 For Lu Zhengkang, this is indeed a new matter that he has not touched before, but he is still not afraid.

　　 "Where to do things?"

　　 "Just choose the mass grave in the east of the city, you said that Liu occasionally got the secret book."

　　 The two of them walked east side by side, and the team behind them was vast, one monk, one old and one young, looking like they were going to fight monsters.

After all, Lu Zhengkang and Kun Qing are in martial arts, with light legs and feet, and walking fast. People in the back can't keep up with them. As the first two of them get faster and faster, the team is pulled longer and longer. In the end, only a few of the same martial arts talents were barely behind the team.

　　 suddenly ran out for half an hour and arrived at the mass grave.

　　 Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes and found that the place was flat and wide, with dead trees growing, thatched grass, and graves bulging like abscesses.

　　 What a bad place.

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