Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank and his breathing became messy; "Many people will die. What if there are innocent people?"

The Night Watchman has the privilege of killing first and then telling the story. He is indeed careless and does bad things to a scum like the mayor, but he will never rise to the level of blood. Injuring innocent people is a taboo of the Night Watchman, even if Even if it’s the Dawn level, it can’t be violated!

He felt that he was reckless enough, but compared with Zhao Yi in front of him, he was simply a top ten model.

"No one died in my hands who was innocent."

"How do you... prove it!"

Zhao Yi stared at Zhao Wuji with a deep gaze, and the feeling of being seen through came again: "You started practicing Xingyi Quan when you were five years old. When you were twelve years old, you peeped at your senior sister in the shower, and you were kicked by the master and broke two ribs. When I was fifteen, I ate the old wild ginseng from my master and was beaten in bed for half a year. At the age of seventeen, I was so bold that I peeked at my master’s wife in the shower and was almost kicked out of the master’s house.”

"In front of your disciples and outsiders, you brag about how powerful you were in the past. You were nicknamed the Thirteenth Son of a Night. When you were young, you caused many romantic debts. Now that you are old, Jinpen has given up."

"but...."

Zhao Yi's expression turned joking, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Xingyiquan is fierce and unforgettable, what matters is the tone, and you are still a virgin until now."

Zhao Wuji, who is in his seventies, is blushing from embarrassment and has veins bulging around his neck. If he couldn't defeat Zhao Yi, he would really want to kill him and silence him!

The biggest secret in this life was revealed in public, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out!

"I want to go with you!"

Zhao Wuji screamed and said with a guilty conscience: "I want to tell you, even if you have sufficient evidence, you will not be able to kill so many people. Although I have not returned to full strength, these old arms and legs , I can still do such a small thing as helping you dump the body!"

As long as there is conclusive evidence, it is of course no problem to kill someone. On the contrary, there are points rewards.

It's just that Zhao Wuji wanted to look familiar in front of Zhao Yi and tried to seal his mouth. Don't let the secret out, otherwise he would be laughed at by his old friends!

"Aren't you afraid that I will harm innocent people?"

Listening to Zhao Yi's slightly sarcastic words, Zhao Wuji was very relieved on the surface, trying not to sound so choked: "You are doing things... I am relieved."

With a smile on his face, Zhao Yi succeeded in getting Zhao Wuji to take the bait.

Just arrived in the county this morning. He expanded the scope of the book of life and death and found that there are really many chess pieces. He had just joined the night watch. Killing them all might really cause trouble. After all, Feng Yue begged his master Wu Yufeng not to cause any more trouble to others. .

It would be different if he could bring Zhao Wuji with him. He was a veteran night watchman. At worst, he could carry them together.

"Mr. Zhao, go and rest. We will leave tomorrow morning."

Zhao Yi put away his smile and went to see Yan Zhouyi.

Zhao Wuji, who was about to walk out of the room, said very uneasily: "Don't leave me tomorrow. I think we have a good temper. Why don't we make friends now?"

Looking at Zhao Yi who was getting impatient, Zhao Wuji sneaked away and met Feng Yue when he went downstairs: "Mr. Zhao, you are up late at night, what are you doing?"

Zhao Wuji clasped his hands behind his back, his expression very helpless: "Xiao Zhao said that he had no one in his late twenties and wanted me to give him an idea. He could be a lifesaver anyway, so we chatted for a while without knowing it."

"You still don't want me to leave. You have to ask me to be my friend. We are already half buried in the earth. We have to save face no matter what, so we don't agree."

Feng Yue was in awe and flattered, "It has to be you, you are really good!"

Zhao Wuji was very impressed and patted Feng Yue on the shoulder: "Just follow the example."

Zhao Yi, who came to the rooftop at this moment, looked at Yan Zhouyi who was looking at the moon and said, "I am going out for the next two days tomorrow. You are here to protect them and don't let any accidents happen."

Yan Zhouyi came to his senses and nodded slightly under the red hijab.

"correct."

Zhao Yi seemed to have thought of something and reached out to touch the ghost bride Yan Zhouyi's eyebrows: "Relax."

The skin is cool and delicate, like the dewdrops of morning glow

One by one, primitive and grand symbols jumped out from his fingertips and entered Yan Zhouyi's soul sea.

The ghost bride Yan Zhouyi has a pale and beautiful face, her long hair is as long as ink and is tied into a bun, her eyes are as deep as the sea, and she is dressed in a bright red exquisite wedding dress, like a blooming flower from the other side.

Feeling the meaning of the original symbol, its eyes showed surprise!

What Zhao Yi taught was part of the mysteries of the Taiyin Scripture, which was enough to help Yan Zhouyi quickly break through to the Yin Shen realm.

The Taiyin Scripture is also very extraordinary, and it is related to the Underworld Emperor Technique he practiced!

In the past, the Pluto Emperor unified thousands of territories, and had a talented follower who created a similar Lunar Sutra. Its power was equally terrifying and boundless. It could absorb all the energy of the Yin system, and was praised by the Pluto Emperor as having inherited part of its essence.

Yan Zhouyi, who obtained the technique, immediately entered samadhi and began to practice. The moonlight was a natural nourishment.

The bright moonlight poured on her body, reflecting with her own dark aura, forming a strange holiness!

Zhao Yi left without waiting for dawn.

Summoning the red wings, he grabbed the armored puppet with his right hand and flew to the county seat.

The county name is Jinxiu.

Under the appearance of a beautiful name, it is full of filth. It has long been eaten away by the Soul-destroying Sect and is managed by a few cultivated bad-legged families.

Inject real energy into the book of life and death, turning it into a walking radar, slashing every one it finds.

The battle between the armored puppet and the Martial King-level demon was about to give birth to the edge of spiritual intelligence. Now after continuous killing, two fascinating lights slowly evaporated from the empty eye sockets of the helmet!

"Since a spiritual intelligence has been born, it is considered a life. Let me give you a name."

Zhao Yi looked at the armored puppet. The character Yuan was engraved on his left arm, which should be the last name of his previous master: "Take the last name of your last master. Since you are born to kill and pray to kill all the evil people in the world, then call it Yuan Shasheng." !”

When he heard the words Yuan Shasheng, the light in his eye sockets became brighter, and he obviously recognized this name.

"I will give you the Buddhist Vajra Demon Subduing Technique. As long as you kill evil people, you will receive merit from heaven. It is also a horizontal training magic technique that specializes in body training!"

"Killing good people is evil, and killing evil people is good."

Zhao Yi tapped Yuan Shaisheng's eyebrows. The Vajra Demon Subduing Technique is among the best in the universe. It can even form a golden wheel of merit when it is fully practiced. At that time, it will be protected by the great road. Anyone who wants to kill will be ostracized by heaven and earth. !

When dawn was about to rise, Zhao Yi also scanned around and basically cleared away all the trash fish. He just found a place to have breakfast.

A panting old man ran over and looked at Zhao Yi with resentment: "Why did you run away alone if we didn't agree to move together?"

Zhao Wuji, who had slept very comfortably, woke up and found that Zhao Yi was missing. After exchanging a few words with his accomplices, he hurried to Jinxiu County and found Zhao Yi who was drinking porridge at a breakfast shop. The stone in his heart finally fell.

"I couldn't sleep at night. I came here to count the trash fish. It hasn't officially started yet."

Zhao Yi scooped a spoonful of hot porridge and asked Zhao Wuji to eat some too: "Time is tight and the task is heavy. Lunch and dinner may not be available in time."

Zhao Wuji sat across from Zhao Yi and asked the boss to serve twenty steamed buns and fifty eggs. He picked up half the pot of egg soup from the door and drank it. He had been hungry for several days in the small town and needed to supplement his nutrition.

Martial arts practitioners have a fast metabolism, and King Martial Arts has an even faster metabolism. Low-energy foods require a lot of food to be full.

The shocked boss served breakfast and watched the 70-year-old man devouring his food. He silently took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

Zhao Wuji didn't care and let him take pictures.

The country attaches great importance to the privacy of night watchmen, and all photos are recorded. As long as someone uploads it to the Internet, it will be automatically removed from the shelves within five seconds, and relevant departments will be dispatched to check the water meter.

Zhao Wuji, who was enjoying his meal, seemed to have thought of something and looked at Zhao Yi who was leisurely: "How many trash fish were cleared last night?"

"Not much, three hundred."

"puff!"