You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Su Chen didn't reply.

Zhang Qian started cursing in great pain.

"Pei, you son of a bitch, where did you get so many bullets? Tell me, did you empty out the city police station?"

"You deserve to have no luck with money. With your despicable behavior, not only will you be destitute, but you will also be childless..."

Su Chen: "..."

Is Master Zhang so tough?

He can curse and seems to be in good spirits.

When the third heavenly thunder struck, the soul in the Taoist power net finally let out a scream.

Su Chen took the opportunity to shrink it to the size of a fingernail.

The fourth way, the fifth way...

It's still there and hasn't completely disappeared.

It’s so hard to kill!

This is comparable to a three-headed dog.

The seventh heavenly thunder fell, and the gray aura in the Taoist power net was instantly dispersed. Su Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he quickly drew a Vajra Talisman for himself and stood in front of Zhang Qian.

Seeing this, Zhang Qian loosened his grip and sat down on the ground.

He touched his forehead and wiped away the sweat: "Friend Su, it's a blessing that you are here this time, otherwise I would have lost my life here."

Su Chen smiled and looked at Pei Jun: "Do you have any more bullets? Come on!"

Zhang Qian poked his head out from behind him and looked at Pei Jun: "That's right, do you still have bullets? Come on!"

Pei Jun looked towards the old school building, and the black muzzles of the guns retracted.

Zhang Qian: “!!!”

No, so you really want to hit me alone?

Won't you leave some?

At least let Brother Su Dao have a taste of the feeling of being shot.

Otherwise, how can I persuade him to improve the Vajra Talisman?

While he was in distress, Su Chen had already raised his foot and rushed towards Pei Jun.

Amidst the flying snowflakes, Pei Jun only had time to raise his feet to block the attack before Su Chen quickly tore off his arms and legs, leaving him lying on the snow, groaning.

Zhang Qian's eyes lit up.

So neat!

Before, Fellow Daoist Su said that those who practiced Taoism were all very skilled, and he was probably referring to himself.

He is indeed much better than when I was young.

Zhang Qian sighed, feeling the lingering pain in his body, and slowly sat up cross-legged.

He picked up the brass stick, folded it with a few crackling sounds, and soon it became a short stick about an inch in size.

Then his sight fell on the Taoist power net still floating in the air.

No, it has now become a Daoli ball.

It was only the size of a fingernail, emitting a comfortable green light. It was rotating slowly, turning seven times, with a ray of golden light floating.

Zhang Qian raised his hand, grabbed the force ball in his palm, and looked into the lake again.

There was still a thin layer of snow floating on the surface of the lake, but through the snow, you could still see the lake water, which was as thick as ink before, was now clear.

There were messy footsteps coming from the distance.

Zhang Qian raised his head, and the girl with twin ponytails saw him lying on the ground and ran over quickly.

"Master Zhang, are you okay?"

Zhang Qian slowly shook his head and stood up using the force.

He looked at Zhao Qi who was following the girl, and pointed at Pei Jun who was groaning on the ground: "Captain Zhao, don't recruit anyone else next time."

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment. He took two steps forward to check, but stopped.

Su Chen picked up the two of them and jumped directly down from the corridor on the second floor of the old school building.

So light, as if flying down.

He threw the two people he was carrying to the ground, then jumped up easily and went up to the second floor.

This was repeated five times, and the last time they brought down two old men with their hands and feet tied with ropes.

"Second Uncle?!" Zhao Qi exclaimed and hurried forward to help untie one of the old men.

Su Chen clapped his hands, walked to Zhang Qian's side, and looked carefully at the girl with the ponytails.

She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an oval face and big almond-shaped eyes, which were rare in Cuicheng.

At this moment, she was explaining to Zhang Qian, "I was originally checking the surroundings, but someone said they saw Chen Rongrong outside, so we left to look for her because we were afraid something might happen."

As she spoke, she looked at the group of people on the ground and said, "Master Zhang, what happened here?"

Then she paused because she saw the bullet on the ground.

"what?"

"This is……"

Zhang Qian smiled and said, "I have a diamond talisman on me, which makes me invulnerable to swords and guns. Bullets can't penetrate and fall down."

The girl was stunned.

Zhang Qian pointed at Su Chen and said, "Come here, Xiaohan, let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Su Chen, from Cuicheng. He's a Heavenly Master and is very proficient in fortune-telling, catching ghosts, and setting up formations and talismans."

"Friend Su, Xiaohan's surname is Wu. She's quite clever. She taught herself how to do this with the help of an ancient book her grandfather found while collecting scrap. She's quite talented."

Su Chen and Wu Xiaohan nodded.

"You've hidden your power?"

Wu Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and pulled out a white jade pendant from his neck: "Master Su, are you talking about this? This is what my grandfather found. I like it so much that I put it on. Master Zhang said that there is a formation engraved inside it."

Su Chen looked at Zhang Qian, who nodded repeatedly, looking a little proud.

"Xiao Han is lucky, right?"

Su Chen didn't say anything, turned and walked towards Pei Jun, rummaged around, and found a white jade stone of the same material on his wrist.

"Huh? There's also a formation here..."

Zhang Qian said this and looked at Wu Xiaohan, who quickly took off the necklace and handed it to him.

Comparing the two, Zhang Qian frowned. "Could this thing be made by the same master? But the formation inside seems to be more than just hiding the Dao power."

Su Chen nodded, then asked him: "Master Zhang, can you hide your Dao power?"

"What are you hiding? It's not like I'm hiding anything."

"If you're saying that Chunyang Palace's Wei Ling is constantly traveling, and he's hiding his power because he's too capable and afraid of being pestered and asked to do things for him, that's fine. But I don't travel that often, and I'm pretty famous here, so it doesn't make any difference whether I hide it or not."

As he spoke, Zhang Qian was stunned.

"Fellow Daoist Su, are you saying... that this sect is sneaky and shameful? Aren't they just doing dirty things?"

Zhang Qian returned the item to Wu Xiaohan and grabbed Pei Jun's neck. "Tell me, where did you get this?"

Pei Jun chuckled twice, then suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed blood all over Zhang Qian's face.

"Bah, if you ask me, I have to answer it?"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit..."

He seemed to be about to say something harsh, but before he could finish his words, his head suddenly tilted.

Zhang Qian was startled. Wu Xiaohan put her hand under his nose and spoke coldly after a while, "Dead."

"This shouldn't be happening," Zhang Qian jumped up and down, carefully examining Pei Jun's eyelids and then prying open his throat to take a closer look. "How could he die so suddenly?"

Wu Xiaohan asked quietly, "Could it be that he has a hidden illness? A heart disease or something?"

"That can't be so fast!"

"Wouldn't he have to suffocate and struggle first?"

Su Chen subconsciously extended his Taoist power to check, and saw Pei Jun's soul being suddenly dragged out and flying towards the northeast.

He was stunned and wanted to chase after it, but there was no trace of the soul anymore.

Zhang Qian and Wu Xiaohan also stared at the scene in a daze.

"what's the situation?"

"This isn't some ghost-slaying thing!"

The Japanese tour that had disappeared before reappeared.

Wu Xiaohan quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

Zhang Qian also straightened his clothes.

The day patrol said solemnly, "A seriously imprisoned criminal has escaped from the underworld. He was moved here by the soul-transferring array just now..."

Zhang Qian pointed at Su Chen and said, "Don't worry, he was struck to death by Su Daoyou's thunder!"

Ri Xun nodded slowly towards Su Chen: "Where is Fellow Daoist Su from?"

"Cuicheng, Tianshi Mansion, Su Chen."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Qian sighed, "Where's the monster that was removed?"

"We have captured him."

Zhang Qian pointed at Pei Jun and said, "What about this man? How did he die? What does the fate book say?"