514: C514 Fight Each Other!

C514 Fight Each Other!

In the western suburbs of Jindu.

In an old-fashioned house, a Taoist man was meditating on a praying mat.

In the open space beside him, there was a white cloth doll.

The doll's material was rough, and it was obvious that it was not a high-quality product.

However, the note on its body was somewhat genuine.

[The third quarter of the third hour of the twelfth lunar month of the Year of Yin, the Fifth Month of the Year of Yin.]

Obviously, it was a person's birth date.

The Taoist priest took out a row of silver needles from his Taoist robe.

One by one, he slowly inserted them into the cloth doll.

"Master, didn't you say that pricking a person with a small doll is an evil technique? Why are you now..." The little disciple asked in puzzlement.

The Taoist priest sneered, "So what if it's an evil technique? As long as someone is willing to pay, evil techniques can still be used."

"But this is harmful. How can you..." The little disciple did not seem to approve of his actions.

The Taoist priest was a little angry.

"Shut up! When have you ever had the right to speak when I do things?"

He threw a talisman paper over.

The little disciple was immediately rooted to the ground, unable to move or say anything.

"500,000! That person paid 500,000! So no matter what, I have to help her get rid of that stinking girl today!" The Taoist priest said with a ferocious expression.

That's right, he was entrusted by someone.

Just a few minutes ago, an acquaintance called him and asked him to help with something.

She said that there was a little girl who had offended her without knowing the immensity of the heavens and the earth.

She wanted to completely get rid of that little girl.

He felt that this matter was easy to deal with, so he asked her for the girl's birth date.

Then, he began to do it.

"With a heart full of grief, it is urgent as the law!"

The Taoist priest recited the incantation and pointed his fingers at the cloth doll.

The cloth doll that was filled with silver needles immediately started to tremble.

At first, it was still slowly shaking.

After half a minute, it was like a powerful motor was installed, and the speed of the shaking increased.

Moreover, it was growing faster and faster.

The little disciple who was frozen to the side was dumbstruck.

Because he saw with his own eyes that a little bit of blood was seeping out of the cloth doll's chest.

It was bright red, as if someone had soaked it with blood.

"Very good!"

The Taoist priest seemed to be very satisfied with this result. He stroked his beard and laughed complacently.

"To dare to go against my friend, I will let you die just like that!"

He put his hands down.

He took out his phone and called.

"Old Madam Tong, the thing that you want me to do has been done. Your money can be transferred over."

Hearing this, Zhao Cuijin, who was on the other side, was very happy.

Their Tong family had been oppressed for so long.

Today, they finally found a capable person to get rid of Lu Qi.

From now on, they would be able to rest easy.

No one would dare to go against their Tong family again!

"Good, very good, very good!"

Zhao Cuijin said a few good words in a row, "Wait a moment, I'll transfer the money over to you right now."

She called for the servants and prepared to go to the bank counter to transfer the money.

But...

Just as she was about to leave the house, she heard a painful cry from Taoist Priest Qiao's side.

"Ah..."

It was extremely tragic.

It was as if she had seen a demon.

Zhao Cuijin was a little confused.

" Taoist Priest Qiao! Taoist Priest Qiao! What's wrong with you? What happened? " She asked anxiously.

But on the other side of the phone, there was no response other than screams.

"It can't be..."

Zhao Cuijin couldn't figure out the situation on Taoist Priest Qiao's side, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

She was distracted and her feet stepped on air.

She rolled down the stairs.

"Madam! Madam!"

The servants saw this and immediately screamed.

The members of the Tong family all ran out.

"What happened? What exactly happened..."

Bang!

Before they could finish their questions, they all rolled down the stairs like Zhao Cuijin.

"Hiss... It hurts!" The members of the Tong family wailed.

But no one could figure out the reason why they fell down.

They were clearly walking well, so why did they suddenly... suddenly fall down from the top of the building?

And they all fell in the same place?

Could it be that... the house was not clean?

In comparison, Taoist Priest Qiao's situation was even worse.

He was originally calling Zhao Cuijin to report the situation, but he didn't expect that just as he was halfway through the call, a powerful force rushed in from somewhere.

That force was like a blade, making him unable to resist at all.

On the spot, he was forced to the corner of the wall.

Furthermore, the blade cut his flesh into pieces.

However, the opponent was still able to cut it perfectly.

It made him covered in injuries and blood everywhere, but not let him die.

It seemed that he wanted to enjoy this game of life and death?

"I was wrong. Master, I was really wrong …" Taoist Priest Qiao begged for mercy.

As a member of the Taoist sect, he knew very well that this was a certain master using a spell to take revenge on him.

With his strength, not to mention fighting against this master, he was not even worthy to carry the shoes for this master.

So, other than kneeling down and begging for mercy, he really didn't know what other path he could take!

"Where did I go wrong?"

That powerful force seemed to understand his words and quickly drew a line of words in the air.

Taoist Priest Qiao said, "I … I don't know where I was wrong, but … but since Master is punishing me, then … then it must be that I did something wrong …"

"Humph!"

That force snorted coldly and once again turned into a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting Taoist Priest Qiao's body.

"Ah …"

Taoist Priest Qiao screamed in pain.

He knelt down on the spot and kept kowtowing to that force.

“Master, I… I really was wrong. Please don’t torture me anymore, I… I can’t take it anymore…”

[Let me ask you again, what did you do wrong?]1

Priest Qiao cried.

He couldn’t remember what he had done wrong.

But… But the master had asked him that, so… he must have done something wrong.

Therefore, he simply told him everything that he had done wrong in the past few years.

“I shouldn’t have cheated the coal boss named Wang Dameng in the suburbs. I shouldn’t have peeked at the widow next door washing her Z. I shouldn’t have eaten the poop I pulled when I was at the end of my rope. I shouldn’t have run away after killing someone. I shouldn’t have taken money from others to help others…”

One by one, one by one.

He didn’t miss a single thing.

The little disciple was dumbfounded when he heard that.

So the master he had always admired was actually like that?

He had even kowtowed three times to him for taking him as his master!

He was so f*cking f*cking good!

[I’ll spare your life since you told me the truth. However, death can be spared, but not punishment. Since you’ve done so many bad things, you should just stay where you belong!]

The force drew the last sentence in the air and released Priest Qiao.

Soon, the sound of an officer breaking into the house came from outside…

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