Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Why are you reporting to the police? It's not like the car was stolen, so the police won't care! Consider yourself unlucky, Ajie!" Wu Yuqi patted Xia Yunjie on the shoulder and said with a resigned expression.

Wu Yuqi's words inadvertently raised Zhang Xiaojun's worth because he drives a car. Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojun nodded with a pretense of seriousness and said: "That's true. If you apply for it, it will be in vain, and the bicycle is not worth much. By the way, Ajie, don't be sad. If you don't get rid of the old one, you won't get the new one. Come."

Originally, Zhang Xiaojun wanted to pursue Cheng Ping, but Xia Yunjie thought it was okay. This was his right. But he kept making fun of him, and Xia Yunjie was finally aroused in his heart. Hearing this, he said calmly: "It's okay, maybe someone just needs a bicycle for transportation. Borrow it and it will be returned tomorrow. "

"Giggle! Ajie, you are really AQ!" Hearing this, Wu Yuqi and others thought that Xia Yunjie was comforting himself, and they all giggled. Zhang Xiaojun also laughed and said: "That is also possible. But Ajie, you should take the bus to work in the future, or buy more locks. It is very unsafe to park your bicycle outside at night. In this way, look Since you suffered a heavy loss tonight, how about I give you a ride, Brother Jun?"

"Thank you, Brother Jun. I once took a ride in a friend's car. His car had a puncture while driving, and he almost had an accident. His car, like yours, is also a Japanese car, so I never like to ride in a Japanese car. Car." Xia Yunjie said and deliberately touched the tire of the Toyota car with his foot.

Xia Yunjie's behavior has always been honest, with a hint of shyness typical of students who have just left school. Therefore, Wu Yuqi and others did not hear the sarcasm in Xia Yunjie's words, and thought that there was really such a thing. Yan Quan chuckled and rolled his eyes at him: "Do you still think that the tires of Japanese cars are all made of tofu? It's rare to encounter them once, but you still encounter them every time!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Anyway, I always have a nagging feeling that Japanese cars are unsafe." Xia Yunjie said seriously.

Seeing Xia Yunjie's serious and honest look, Wu Yuqi and others couldn't help but roll their eyes at him, and Zhang Xiaojun's face turned black. He mocked in a dark voice: "It's not safe? Do you know how much this car is worth? How many years will you have to work before you can afford it?"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaojun stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car jumped forward. At this moment, a strange smile flashed at the corner of Xia Yunjie's mouth, and he made a magic trick with his fingers against his thigh in the dark night.

"Bang!" There was a blast. The Toyota Vios had just driven more than ten meters when a tire suddenly burst in the background!

The night seemed to become quiet all of a sudden. Wu Yuqi and others seemed to have seen a ghost. They looked at the silver Toyota Vios parked not far away and then at Xia Yunjie, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

This guy's mouth is too venomous. One second he said the tire had a puncture, but the next second it actually exploded!

"Look, I said cars in Japan are not safe. Fortunately, we are not on the highway, otherwise it would be dangerous!" He said like an expert.

Because the facts were right in front of them, and the timing of what happened was so impactful, Wu Yuqi and others all nodded subconsciously when they heard this, thinking that they would try not to take Japanese cars in the future.

At this moment, they really felt that Xia Yunjie was shrouded in the brilliance of an expert, no, the brilliance of a "magic stick".

Just as Wu Yuqi and others nodded, Zhang Xiaojun got out of the car with a sullen face, walked to the back, and kicked the completely deflated rear tire, feeling very angry in his heart. This tire may have burst sooner or later, but it burst at this time. Isn’t this a slap in the face?

But if he is angry, he will be angry. If something like this happens, he can only admit that he is unlucky. At 2:30 in the morning, I could only take out the jack from the trunk and start to work hard to remove the tire and prepare to replace the spare tire.

Cheng Ping looked at the empty street. A car was parked alone on the side of the road. Zhang Xiaojun, who had always been handsome and unrestrained, was working hard. He looked particularly pitiful and miserable. She couldn't help but tap Xia Yunjie's cheek with her finger. The head said angrily: "You crow's mouth!"

When the others heard this, they all gave Xia Yunjie a blank look. Apparently, they all thought that the reason why Zhang Xiaojun's car had a flat tire was related to his crow's mouth.

"It's none of my business. I'm just discussing the matter. I didn't expect his car to be so disappointing." Xia Yunjie shrugged innocently, then yawned and said, "It's very late. I have to go home and go to bed."

The night was very quiet, and Xia Yunjie's words echoed clearly in the night sky, but they were very harsh in Zhang Xiaojun's ears because he had to change the tire in the middle of the night.

Without his bicycle, Xia Yunjie had to take two buses back to Deya Community.

I went back to the room, took a shower, and when everything was done, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

Seeing that it was Mao hour in another hour, Xia Yunjie was too lazy to sleep anymore. With his current level of cultivation, it would be no problem even if he didn't sleep for ten and a half days.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xia Yunjie took out a dark and simple turtle shell the size of a baby's palm from his pocket. There are many lines densely carved on the turtle shell. If you look closely, it is a pattern that looks like Yin Yang, Tai Chi and Bagua. It is just crooked and not as regular as the fortune teller on the street who puts it on the stall cloth.

The tortoise shell in Xia Yunjie's hand was passed down to him by his master Wu Ze. According to Wu Ze, the tortoise shell was passed down from his ancestor Wu Xian. It is said that Wu Xian invented the method of using tortoise shells for divination and using bamboo segments. One split into two hexagrams, and the first person to use grass root as a note to make a 筮. From a certain perspective, the later Zhouyi divination was derived from divination techniques of witchcraft. It is a pity that the witch clan is declining. Many people only know about Zhouyi divination but do not know its origin. Many people even classify witchcraft as an evil art. When they think of witchcraft, they think of ugly witches who pretend to be gods and ghosts. By Wu Ze's generation, there are almost no people who truly understand the divination skills of the Wu clan.

Holding the tortoise shell and gently stroking the tortoise pattern that exuded the ancient vicissitudes of life, Xia Yunjie couldn't help but think of his late master and his almost bizarre divination skills.

After a while, Xia Yunjie put away his emotions and looked at the starry sky with his eyes. In the dark night, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he could see through the long dark night and see through the vast starry sky. Almost at the same time, the turtle shell in Xia Yunjie's hand lit up with a hazy light. The dense lines on the turtle shell were looming, bright or dark, and there were even faint sounds coming from the turtle shell, which seemed to be telling something in the dark night. What.

According to legend, turtles are spiritual creatures. The ancients used turtle shells for divination. When doing divination, they roasted the turtle shells on the fire. When roasted, the turtle shell will explode with a sound, which is called "turtle whispering". At the same time, the turtle shell will show long or short, straight or curved cracks, which is the shape of turtle divination. The fortune tellers use this to predict bad luck and deduce the future and past events.

Xia Yunjie was using tortoise shells for divination at this time, but his method was much more clever. He directly used Wu Xian's unique mental method to input witchcraft power into the tortoise shell to deduce the theft of the bicycle, but there was no need to put the tortoise shell in it at all. Grilled over the fire.

Wu Ze only did not allow Xia Yunjie to use witchcraft to gain money and power, but he did not prohibit him from using witchcraft. Xia Yunjie bought this bicycle with a "huge sum of money", but it was stolen within a day of buying it. Xia Yunjie was naturally unwilling to accept it. Moreover, Xia Yunjie appears to be humble and honest, hard-working and uncomplaining, but as the first-generation sect leader of the Wuxian Clan and the bloodline inheritor of the ancient Witch King Xia Yu, Xia Yunjie has an arrogance in his bones that ordinary people don't know. That thief stole someone's bicycle and actually stole it on his head. How could Xia Yunjie be willing to let it go?

"Hey!" Time passed quietly, and Xia Yunjie's voice of surprise suddenly sounded in the dark night, but it was him who deduced that the theft of the bicycle was related to Bald Qiang.

"This guy really healed his scar and forgot about the pain. He actually stole it on my head again. Could it be that I had a grudge against him in my previous life?" Xia Yunjie shook his head, stood up, opened the bedside table, and took out a gold necklace from the bedside table.

This gold necklace was exactly the one Bald Qiang wore around his neck the day before yesterday, and it was faintly stained with blood from Bald Qiang's head.

"Fortunately, I was lazy at the time and didn't wash off the blood stain. Otherwise, it would have taken a lot of effort to figure out Bald Qiang's location in the huge crowd." Xia Yunjie glanced at the trace of blood on the gold necklace. He muttered to himself and put the gold necklace on the turtle shell.

Then, like before, Xia Yunjie looked at the starry sky with his eyes, but he held the turtle shell in his hand. A trace of witchcraft power was input into the turtle shell, and the turtle shell lit up again. The light in the dark night swallowed up the blood stain, and within a moment, the trace of blood was no longer visible on the gold necklace.

After the blood stains on the gold necklace disappeared, Xia Yunjie also withdrew his gaze, with a proud smile on his lips, and said to himself: "Bald Qiang, let me allow you to be cool for a while, and I will go find you again after dawn."

After saying that, Xia Yunjie put away the turtle shell and gold necklace, then lay on the bed with his clothes on. When the time came, he sat up, faced the east, and started a new day to breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

When Xia Yunjie started practicing, the east, behind the red clouds, dimly lit up like in the past, and a ray of purple light came out from behind the red clouds and headed straight for Xia Yunjie.

That purple light is exactly the spiritual energy produced by the heaven and earth when the morning sun rises in the east, also known as the purple energy from the east.

The purple energy from the east penetrated Xia Yunjie's Yintang, and the Yintang once again showed a vortex like yesterday, and the inverted ancient tripod in the vortex began to shine. Almost at the same time, Xia Yunjie's Niwan Palace suddenly lit up, and the sky was filled with light, as if a dark house was suddenly lit up by a bright lamp.