Urban: I have a new identity every week

You really can't underestimate the people of the world.

Su Xun couldn't understand what this guy was talking about at all, but he didn't intend to understand it, and suddenly thought of another one by the lake.

"Bring Wang Teng here." Su Xun said.

Wang Teng shuddered, he didn't need the bodyguards to call him, he just crawled to Su Xun's feet: "Su Xun, please forgive me, please let me go, I was also confused for a while, because of my classmates For the sake of one game, please give me another chance."

He is so remorseful now, if he had known that he would rather not take revenge, it would be too late to turn around now.

"But I don't want to give you this chance. Giving you a chance would be irresponsible to me." While Su Xun was speaking, a fish had already been hooked, and he quickly started to reel in the line.

Wang Teng could only look at An Zijin again, begging with a pitiful expression: "Squad leader, please help me, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I will never dare again."

An Zijin didn't understand what happened yet, but of course she stood firmly on Su Xun's side, so she ignored Wang Teng.

"Go and surrender, just say that you also participated in the case of Qin Zhu falling off the cliff to cover up Wang Jiao, and helped cover up the crime." Su Xun took the fish off the hook, put it into the bucket, and pointed out a clear way for Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's body trembled, his face turned pale, and it took him a while to utter a word in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

After the words fell, he stood up staggeringly, as if he had lost his soul, and left like a walking dead.

He can only choose to surrender himself, otherwise, I am afraid there will only be a dead end.

As for running?

After seeing Su Xun's methods, he didn't dare to run at all, because he felt that he absolutely couldn't leave Jiangnan City even half a step.

Go to jail, at least you can save your life.

Originally, he came here for revenge in high spirits, but he didn't expect to have to go to the prison to reunite with his family in the end, which made him want to cry.

Su Xun looked at An Zijin and Liao Yu: "Go back first, and I'll explain to you when I have time."

"En." The two nodded obediently, then turned and left.

Su Xun took out the Ping An Fu from his pocket, looked at Qingyang: "You drew this?"

"Yes." Qingyang nodded.

Su Xun put away the Pingan Fu again, yawned, and said casually, "Tell me about you cultivators."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 75 The Taoist is not the same as the immortal

"What do you think a monk is like?"

Daoist Qingyang did not rush to answer, but asked Su Xun such a question first.

Su Xun pondered for a moment before quoting the explanations he saw in his novel: "A cultivator?"

"Sir, cultivating the Tao is not cultivating immortals. What we practice is Taoism and not immortality. If I were an immortal cultivator, I wouldn't be kneeling here now." Daoist Qingyang showed a wry smile on his face. If he was an immortal cultivator, he would still be afraid Bullets?

It was already written in the Xianxia novel, and the whole Crescent Lake was slapped dry with one slap. How could Su Xun be so humiliated.

Su Xun thought about it too, if cultivating the Tao is equal to cultivating immortals, then Daoist Qingyang would be too embarrassing for cultivators.

Daoist Qingyang explained: "Taoism can be regarded as something like Qimen Dunjia, which is inherently restraining ghosts and evil spirits, but apart from some low-level heresy techniques, the real orthodox Taoism does not pose a great threat to living people. .”

"Is there a specific division of realms?" Su Xun asked.

Qingyang shook his head: "No, cultivators have high or low status and different abilities, but there is no specific division of realm."

"Is it possible to live forever?" Su Xun asked again.

"Perhaps it used to be possible." Qingyang looked a little lonely: "There are records in the ancient books that Peng Zu, a Taoist in the pre-Qin period, lived for 800 years, but with the development of science and technology in modern society, the spiritual energy has become thinner, and the ascetics are at most stronger than ordinary people. All diseases are immune, and you can live for more than 100 years."

Those who practice the Tao don't want to live forever and live with the sky?But this is basically impossible in modern society.

Su Xun nodded clearly. The prosperity of one system must mean the decline or even the demise of another system.

There are gains and losses, and everything in the world is like this.

"In modern society, are there still so many monsters for you to catch?" Su Xun looked at Qingyang curiously.

Qingyang's expression became more and more bitter: "There are very few, so most of us ascetics have changed to fortune-telling and Feng Shui."

This is equivalent to having the dragon slaying technique in vain, but there is no dragon in the world for him to slay. This feeling is so powerless.

Su Xun shook his head, smashed his mouth, "It's really weak."

He was a little disappointed. Originally, he thought that cultivating Taoism was the kind of immortal cultivating in novels, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

In essence, they are just a group of ordinary people who have mastered magical powers, perhaps better than ordinary people.

"Sir, this is only limited by the environment of the times. Which one is weaker, Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang, or Liu Bowen who cut the dragon's veins?" Daoist Qingyang couldn't help but defend himself. It's not that we cultivators are weak, but Environmental problems.

Looking at the angry Qingyang, Su Xun didn't have the nerve to continue mocking him, and asked the next question: "Are there monks, are there warriors?"

"Of course there is, and it's different from us ascetics. Although we can no longer have such peerless powerhouses as King Xiang Yu of Chu and Heavenly King of Martial Mourning Ran Min, Martial Arts is still prosperous. After all, we ascetics rely on the sky. And warriors rely on themselves."

When Qingyang talked about this, he was a little sad. In ancient times, both ascetics and martial arts had experienced arrogance who set off waves of the times and affected the course of history.

But now, martial arts is still prosperous and unaffected, but the living soil of these ascetics is getting smaller and smaller, and fewer and fewer people are willing to practice.

As a result, when Taoism is mentioned to ordinary people now, people's first reaction is whether they can tell fortunes and whether they can read Fengshui.

All the ascetics have become fortune tellers and geomancers.

Even this has been discredited by a large group of unscrupulous liars.

If this continues, I am afraid that Taoism will disappear in the long river of history.

"Why did you arrest Qin Zhu?" Su Xun didn't believe that Qingyang did it for the so-called incompatibility between Tao and evil.

Qingyang glanced at Qin Zhu, and said with some embarrassment: "This ghost is a bit special, I want to catch it and study it."

"Special?" Su Xun frowned, thinking of his own doubts: "Because she can appear in the daytime, and is there a body?"

"That's right." Qingyang nodded, and said with a puzzled look on his face, "It is very difficult for ghosts to take shape in modern society, and they are also spirit bodies. Ghosts are naturally afraid of the sun, but she looks no different from a living person. That's weird."

"This is also where I am strange." Su Xun rubbed his chin and looked at Qin Zhu with a puzzled expression.

Qin Zhu was a little terrified of being stared at by the two of them, he took a step back from his heart, and looked at Su Xun pitifully: "Master, are you going to slice me up for research? Don't listen to this stinky Taoist priest." Yes, he has bad intentions!"

"Don't worry, I don't want to part with it." Su Xun touched the back of her hand. How could such a caring little pet be willing to slice it?

Of course, if there is a non-slicing research method, he will definitely consider it. 乛?乛?.

Qin Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, and then gave Qingyang a fierce look: "I tell you, Taoist priest, you don't want to sow discord and destroy the relationship between me and the master."

Qingyang didn't speak, it wasn't because he was proud, if there was no Su Xun, this mutated kid's threat to him would be no different from farting.

"Give me a contact method." Su Xun said to Qingyang.

Taoist Master Qingyang took out his latest icrazy mobile phone from his Taoist robe, and inadvertently revealed the Rolex on his wrist.

Su Xun was a little surprised: "Yo, I didn't realize that you can enjoy yourself, and you're still a rich prostitute."

"It's all external things, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning." Daoist Qingyang was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know why he was embarrassed, it was embarrassing anyway.

A person with real ability is not short of money anywhere. Although he has no property, he has made a lot of money just by showing those big bosses Feng Shui.

After changing the contact information, Su Xun patted his buttocks, got up and stretched his waist: "I will come to you if I have anything to do. If you don't make trouble, I won't do it to you."

After the words fell, he turned and left.

Qin Zhu made a real grimace at Qingyang, and followed Su Xun in a desperate manner.

Aaron and the large group of bodyguards also slowly retreated.

It wasn't until Su Xun's convoy left that Qingyang, who was kneeling on the ground, dared to stand up, wiped the sweat from his brow, and felt mixed feelings in his heart.

As a cultivator, he has always carried an arrogance of being superior to others, after all, he has mastered abilities that ordinary people cannot master.

But today, reality taught him to be a man.

Times have really changed.

After a while, he sighed, and left with a lonely back, his mind was a little messed up, he wanted to be quiet.

The tourists by the lake all looked at each other in blank dismay, fell silent for a moment, then turned around and continued fishing calmly.

Even if the world is destroyed, it cannot stop fishing friends from fishing.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 76 I Take You As A Pet, You Actually...

Yuliang Mountain Manor.

"That's it."

Su Xun told An Zijin and Liao Yu about the matter. Of course, he chose to hide some places where Cain went.

However, there was no need to hide Qin Zhu's existence.

An Zijin and Liao Yu stared at Qin Zhu sitting next to Su Xun in surprise, with only curiosity in their eyes, not a trace of fear.

"So, she... is really a ghost?" If he hadn't seen Qin Zhu appear suddenly with his own eyes, An Zijin would have felt that Su Xun was fooling her.

Liao Yu's brain circuit was a little different, she blushed and said, "Then let's do... we sleep, isn't she just watching?"

Classmates, draw the point, the so-called sleep here certainly does not refer to sleep in the conventional sense (???).

Liao Yu felt ashamed when she thought that Qin Zhu might sit by and watch when she was tortured by Su Xun's tricks.

Of course, there is another point that she will definitely not admit, that besides being ashamed, she is actually a little pervertedly excited.

Qin Zhu blinked his eyes, looked at Liao Yu innocently and said, "If you think it's inappropriate for me to watch from the side, then...or else, the three of us will be together next time?"

"Bah! Can you guys talk about something serious?" An Zijin snorted coquettishly. As a young girl, hearing this is very exciting... It's embarrassing to say the wrong thing, okay?

"Cough, cough, cough." Su Xun coughed twice, and brought the topic back to normal: "This girl must have broken her brain when she fell off the cliff, you just treat what she said as farting."

"Master, how can you say that about someone else?" Qin Zhu put his arms around Su Xun's arm and acted coquettishly, let alone Su Xun, An Zijin and Liao Yu had goose bumps all over the floor.

An Zijin stared at Su Xun with a dangerous gleam in his eyes. She had no problem with Su Xun playing with women, but the female ghost...was it a bit too harsh?

Su Xun hurriedly pushed Qin Zhu away to show his innocence: "My wife, my lord, although Qin Zhu is greedy for my body, I always remain calm and stick to the bottom line of human beings."

"He's afraid of the cold." Qin Zhu made a stab at him unceremoniously.

The corners of An Zijin's and Liao Yu's mouths twitched, Qin Zhu's body seemed to be quite cold to the touch, without even a trace of warmth.

"Shut up!" Su Xun glared at her, and said righteously, "Good Qin Zhu, I treat you as a pet, but you want to sleep with me, do you still have a conscience?"

Qin Zhu looked at An Zijin and Liao Yu: "You two young ladies, he said I was greedy for him, do you believe this?"

The two shook their heads in unison. If it was Su Xun who was greedy for Qin Zhu, they would believe it. It would be a little bit reluctant to say that Qin Zhu was greedy for Su Xun.

Because Qin Zhu is very beautiful, with a feeling of classical beauty, soft and weak, like willows supporting the wind, which makes people feel no pity.

In a word, she is beautiful, and her beauty is justice!

Su Xun: "..."

No one believes the truth these days. Is being a man the original sin?

Heh, it's really a cunning female ghost who turns black and white.

"Forget it, where are we going to eat tonight?" An Zijin changed the topic, Qin Zhu's body was so cold, she didn't worry about Su Xun messing around.

After all, the skin on the surface is cold to the touch, but inside... As long as Su Xun is not afraid of being frozen into a popsicle, then An Zijin has nothing to say.

As a foodie, when he heard about eating, Liao Yu's eyes lit up instantly: "Miss An, I know that there is a new restaurant opened. The owner and chef used to be the three-star chef of the Michelin restaurant."

"Wait... I seem to have seen it somewhere." An Zijin took out his phone and rummaged through it, and found a domestic media report: "Is it this? The disciple of King Chef of the Dragon Kingdom, Shen Fang."

Su Xun glanced at it. It was a report about Shen Fang returning to China and opening a restaurant in Jiangnan City. The opening time was today.

Liao Yu nodded, his eyes twinkled with little stars: "Yes, yes, that's him. I've seen him compete in foreign countries. He is very good. The domestic media say he is the best disciple of King Chef of the Dragon Kingdom."

"Going abroad to compare with a group of foreigners to cook Chinese food, of course it's amazing." Su Xun said dismissively, disapproving of the so-called Michelin three-star chef.

An Zijin rolled his eyes: "Isn't it, are you the vinegar king of East Asia? You want to eat this kind of vinegar?"

"Who is jealous, who! Who!" Su Xun looked around in a daze.

Two women, one female ghost, stared at him with six eyes, half-smiling.