In the hotel, Western exorcists left one after another.

When he saw Zuo Jinchen again, Qin Kun had a lot to say, especially he wanted to ask why he returned the six-pointed star. Other juniors also wanted to get close to this legendary master of the God.

But Zuo Jinchen dozed off: "Prepare a quiet room for me, I'm sleepy."

After saying that, no one paid attention to him, he took Qin Kun's room and closed the door.

Everyone looked at each other, with a little helpless look on their faces. The old man was too self-conscious.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Qin Kun was sleeping on the sofa in the living room. He smelled a milky fragrance. He opened his eyes and found that Zuo Jinchen had gotten up and was peeling an egg.

Qin Kun felt that his communication skills were pretty good, but after meeting his close ministers, he always felt that he had nothing to say.

The old man is very old-fashioned, not as straightforward as Ge Zhan, and his thoughts are written on his face. He is not as interesting as the painted fairy, or as a naughty boy. He is not as easy-going, calm and uncontact as the saint monk. He is not as good as the old lady who makes a fortune in a quiet voice.

The close minister is like an old scholar, who is very strict in his work.

Qin Kun moved his nose and yawned, "Uncle Zuo, are you still used to eating here?"

The minister sat straight and said lightly: "If you can't get used to eating, you have to eat on time. They are all people who have been living in poor days. It's good to be able to eat for a long time. Let them get up."

In a tone of no refusal, Qin Kun saw that the breakfast was ready on the dining table, lamented and went to knock on the door.

It's 6 a.m., and a few people were sitting upright on the dining table.

He does not speak or speak, and his close ministers are very strict in the rules.

No one is used to eating difficult foods. The toast bread here is so stale and taste is no different from eating dirt-swallowed ash. What's even more terrifying is that it has to be mixed with some nutritious sweet spicy sauce and lettuce.

After barely finishing the meal, Zuo Jinchen drank a sip of ice milk before speaking: "Huaxia's life and death, what's going on recently?"

"It's pretty good." Qin Kun was confused, Wang Qian and others were also confused.

Zuo Jinchen said lightly: "There was an accident in Linjiang two years ago, and there was an accident in Wuzhou last year. Recently, some evil charms have appeared in the Northeast. Is this a good thing? What are the local colleagues doing?"

No one answered.

If a sense of mission is not mentioned suddenly by a leader, most people would not think of taking some responsibility consciously. Because solving things easily is the heroic spirit in their hearts. As for all bad things to be eliminated before all bad things happen, it can only be considered a judgment.

The advanced consciousness will not be accepted by most people, so Yang Shen died, Hong Yi died, Peng Xiao died, and the three of them died indirectly or directly at the hands of Zuo Jinchen, making Zuo Jinchen become the executioner among his fellow officials. No one could understand his actions and felt that it was unreasonable.

Zuo Jinchen sneered: "Now everyone is making money. Do you do it everywhere? Who cares about those hidden dangers? Relying on the two knives of the General Administration of Spiritual Investigation?"

The atmosphere was serious, as if the laughter was poked, and the egg yolk sprayed out from Wang Qian’s nostrils: “Hahahahahaha, I’m sorry to lose my composure.”

"Put your mouth!"

There was nothing in the air, but Wang Qian was thrust two times, rubbing his fat face timidly, and he didn't dare to say more.

Qin Kun was not very used to this way of chatting. From being scolded at night to the morning, Zuo Jinchen's desire for control was too strong. Perhaps it was related to the practice method of the judge. He didn't like anything, but he was kind-hearted. He could only say that this was an old senior who could not be evaluated.

Qin Kun said, "Uncle Zuo, if you want to take care of it, go back to China. There are so many things you have to worry about, why are you staying abroad all the time?"

The Zuo Jinchen was silent and said for a moment: "A bunch of mediocre people are disdainful to join him."

"Mediocrity is a good thing. Taoism follows nature, follows heaven and earth, and does nothing, and what follows is nature."

Qin Kun's plain words, Zuo Jinchen didn't think of how to refute it yet. Qin Kun didn't give him a chance and stood up and said, "After resting for a day, we should go back to Wuwang Country. Come together?"

"Don't go."

Qin Kun smiled and said, "If you don't go? You can't help it. I am the leader of Fuyu Mountain in the generation. If you don't go, I will carry you!"

"From you?" Zuo Jinchen sneered, "A single word is ruled, punishment!"

The air shook, and a shackle appeared on Qin Kun's neck. Qin Kun used both hands and shouted: "Break!"

The shackles exploded and disappeared.

"One word, punishment!"

Qin Kun felt that the people and space around him were growing rapidly, but he was growing rapidly.

It was small until it was dark around it, and two water and fire sticks were hit from behind.

"Uncle Zuo, your yamen is too small to accommodate my murderous man?"

Qin Kun smiled with a smile and slapped her backhand twice. He couldn't see clearly his face and was shattered.

In the darkness, everyone who was eating on the table appeared in front of him. He was a little surprised to see Qin Kun breaking the two yamen runners.

The close minister laughed: "I have improved a lot of skills. Then I won't hold back."

"There are thousands of karmas in the Eighteen Prisons, and the Yan of the Nine Provinces is called to the sky!"

"Kneel down!"

In the darkness, the table seemed to be floating in the air, and the fat, thin, tall and short judges around appeared like stars and shouted loudly.

Waves of sound waves hit Qin Kun's mind, all with the words "kneel down".

Wang Qian's scalp numb and he shouted: "Qin Heigou, hold it down! This is the spear of the judge!"

Those who shouted loudly, held guns and rods, hit Qin Kun mercilessly.

Qin Kun was confused for a moment, and had never had such a uncomfortable experience. He seemed to be beaten by millions of spears and rods in his body, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, and the sound of bone cracks sounded frequently.

Dizziness cannot describe this feeling, and the most terrifying thing is that I can't resist it?

What's going on?

Being beaten is useless?

What kind of Taoist technique is this?

The close minister sneered: "Can you ask for forgiveness?"

"No request!"

Zuo Jinchen said: "Qin Kun, your bones are too hard, nothing good. A guy like Hong Yi who is eternal can be judged to death by me. How long can you last?"

Too scary.

Qin Kun tried to raise his hand to block the gun rods, which was useless because the gun rods were invisible, and it was not to say that they could block them by making resistance actions.

"Qin Kun, beg for mercy..." Chu Qianxun was the most anxious. Old Fairy Chu once mentioned the words of guns and sticks to her. Most people could not bear the mental judgment. The torture after Yan Lu transformed into a body, like the pain in his body, was a negative state that the brain reported to him.

Hong Yi was a Heavenly Master at the time. Although his consciousness was chaotic and his close ministers took the opportunity to take it down, no matter how chaotic, he still had the mental power of the Heavenly Master!

Wang Qian was sweating in cold sweat, Hong Yi was sentenced to death with one sentence, and the sunlight was extinguished. Isn’t his ancestor Peng Xiao the same?

The horror of this judgment is that even the talisman paper cannot resist it!

Miaoshan clasped his hands together, feeling a little unbearable. He could clearly hear those sounds, but could not feel Qin Kun's pain. This secret technique is similar to the principle of monk chanting scriptures and exorcism. Zuo Xuanru judged Qin Kun, and the pain was naturally borne by Qin Kun. The Taoist technique that reached the top of the hair and Qin Kun's tortured twisted expression made Miaoshan turn his head.

"Or don't beg for mercy? If you don't die, you will become a lunatic."

The close ministers intimidated again.

Qin Kun was suddenly stunned.

Let the guns and rods be applied to the darkness, and suddenly took a long breath.

Everyone was puzzled, what was this to do?

Then, a tiger roar came from his chest.

"How can a mere word of a gun and a stick be able to conquer the power of a tiger?"

All the judges in the dark were shattered by the tiger's roar. One by one, they burst out, becoming a murmur in the air. They rang slightly for a moment and returned to tranquility.

Qin Kun turned to look at Zuo Jinchen and kept gasping: "I almost said to you."

Those judges were also transformed by sounds, and their fists could not defeat them, but the sound was OK, and a tiger roar shook all the sound waves of the gun and rod, and the judges naturally disappeared.

Zuo Jinchen looked surprised and raised the corner of his mouth: "It's not bad, I can think of using Ge Laopin's Kuihu skills to defeat me."

Qin Kun smiled: "If this judgment is useful to Mr. Ge, then he is naturally not your opponent. As far as I know, Mr. Ge is only afraid of your killing order."

"Is that?" Zuo Jinchen said, "Three corpses are punished to help the power of the sky, and the bones of the Nine Nethers and Ten Halls are destroyed!"

"Bone judgment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white bone judge was gathering. The close minister found that Qin Kun's palm had grabbed the void and suddenly fell on his shoulder.

Zuo Jinchen was stunned: "You want to use brute force to deal with me? This is the judge's Dharma body, you can't hurt me."

"Uncle Zuo, you're rude."

Qin Kun turned out a life-capping cone with his palm and gently stabbed into the shoulder blades of his left minister.

Pang

The surrounding Taoist techniques were broken all of a sudden.

In the room, bleeding ejaculated from the shoulders of the left minister, and he narrowed his eyes and stared at Qin Kun.

"Drill the life cone! When Yang Shen went to Hanshi Village, he asked the descendant of the coffin and did not come. How did you get it?"

Qin Kun said lightly: "He dares not give it to me, and he won't beat him up!"

The close minister of Zuo was speechless and suddenly found that Qin Kun was carrying him.

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!