"How do you think a person who pushes his little girlfriend into the lake is suitable for death?"

Xun Shisang looked at Qin Kun with a sneer, "I pressed him into the lake, like his girlfriend drowned, and dragged him into the bottom of the lake again and again. When he died, he begged me for mercy. It's a pity that he has the best of death."

Since ancient times, the Northern School has always used its own means to deal with matters in the world, and acted well and evilly. They have no awe of heaven, earth and life.

Those who do good will survive and those who do evil will die without a place to bury them.

In their opinion, they are the defenders and the arbitrators who walk on earth, reward good and punish evil, and the same is true for thousands of years of practice.

"Somewhat cruel. It's unfair."

“This is fair!!”

"No, this is not fair at all."

Qin Kun said, "If you do this to everyone, it will be fair, but it will be unfair only to the people you see."

Niu Meng was the jailer in the Skull Crush Prison. He said that punishing evil is to be alert, not to privately end a life.

Qin Kun felt that the world is fair because the world treats everyone equally.

The Northern School wants to serve Tiansiming, but it is a great injustice if it cannot treat everyone equally.

Xun Shisang was silent, Qin Kun rubbed his neck: "So, I'll give you a chance to leave. Otherwise, I will save you tonight."

"But God can't do justice! Why do some people become rich and powerful, and some people have to struggle to live?" Xun Shisang argued.

"Look, I'm not justifying you."

Qin Kun patted Xun Shisang's face, "I think you did something good that you think is a good thing. I give you a chance to let you go, which does not mean that I agree with your approach. However, I can actually explain the truth."

Qin Kun smiled and responded with a sarcastic look: "The things you said that are born superior are all caused by the cause and effect of the predecessors, and are blessed by blessings. Everyone has the opportunity to accumulate virtue and do good deeds and benefit future generations. They are both life and death, and they believe in cause and effect? ​​Do you think what I said makes sense?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

With a punch, Qin Kun hit Xun Shisang in the stomach, and Xun Shisang bent down like shrimps.

Having experienced a lot of things recently, Qin Kun's verbal skills have improved again. He already vaguely felt that he had changed from a smart person to a wise person, and his principles could be explained by the other party, and his strength could be beaten by the other party. Qin Kun was very confident.

He pinched Xun Shisang's neck and lifted him up: "Give you ten seconds to point out what I'm talking nonsense. Otherwise you will die."

Xun Shisang was stunned and sweated coldly. He just subconsciously did not want to recognize Qin Kun's reason, but he had to say that Qin Kun's reason made him unable to pick on his faults.

“One, twenty, thirty!”

Xun Shisang racked his brains and found that the time had come.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "Qin Kun, do you still have any face?"

After washing up, Wu Senran walked in and saw Qin Kun beating the child, serving a bowl of noodles and leaving. His arrival gave Qin Kun a reminder that at least Xun Shisang could not die here.

He found Xun Shisang's expression frightened, and he smiled: "No more examples."

Xun Shisang was thrown to the ground by Qin Kun and found that Qin Kun had left. Before he knew it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon, everyone finished their meal.

They accidentally discovered that Xun Shisang was leaving.

"I've been found skipping classes, and I have to go back to school."

Xun Shisang's reason is unquestionable, and no one knows that the soul of this young man has long been killed.

After Xun Shisang left, the most comfortable thing was Wu Senran.

"I was sleeping in the same room with the little devil last night, and I didn't even breathe at night, so I was scared to death."

Wu Senran explained the fact that the living dead had no heartbeat and naturally did not need to breathe.

At 4 pm, Yuan Xinghan carried the drawing board, Wu Senran held the camera, and Xu Yang was wearing an extremely sexy bag, Tu Xuanxuan and Hoqi were a little curious.

Yuan Xinghan said: "We are all out for travel. The afternoon is the most comfortable time. Take the opportunity to relax."

The hill next to Han Chou Village is a stone mountain, but with the surrounding scenery, the primitive village and scenery are also unique.

The blue sky and white clouds, the river flows, the paintings, the photography, and the recordings. Yuan Xinghan once said that evening is the highlight.

A bunch of people followed Qin Kun to Yanjun Temple with a playful mentality.

This temple is in the village and is not very conspicuous. However, the clay sculptures at the door, the vivid appearance of the ghosts appearing in the vivid way, makes people admire the stonemasons here, which are so realistic.

Tu Xuanxuan took the camera and took photos. She went to many places, some tourist attractions, and the modern marks were too serious. Such ancient temples were too rare.

From curtains, to statues, to copper bells, to stone bricks, to the flowers, plants, trees, and the hall door beams in the temple, there is no trace of modernization, and there are even signs that are prohibited from entering, as if they are in ancient times.

The temple enshrines the Yuanjun of the Five Halls, also known as Yanjun, and is called Yanjun among the people. The twelve Yinshen under the seat of the King of Hell are lifelike. The temple is a Yin Temple. The light is dim and there are only two eternal lamps, which vaguely illuminates the somewhat hideous face of the King of Hell.

Laomiao Zhu seems to have not seen a guest for a long time, and he is still a little enthusiastic.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the small temple in our village could also welcome pilgrims!"

As soon as this sentence was said, Wu Senran knew how to do it and shouted loudly: "Each person has 9 yuan in incense, and 1 yuan is a blessing!"

Lao Miao Zhu was stunned, his face looked like pig's liver: "I don't mean that"

Wu Senran patted his shoulder comfortably and said, "It's okay, the temple in your village is much more realistic than I saw in Guning County!"

Wu Senran didn't care how much the incense was. He paid 100 and stuffed it into the incense tank almost, so he wanted to light incense and worship the gods.

None of the others are short of money, they learn from each other.

First of all, this temple is really delicious. Every brick and tile shows the ancient charm. Although it is a Yin Temple, it is also extremely exquisite. When Wu Senran pays for money, these people also don’t have to pay for money to burn incense.

The old temple wishes are in tears. I want to cry at least 3 incense. You order 100 yuan for me. You don’t think you are like this.

According to the rules in the temple, big incense is only lit every four seasons and eight festivals. These incenses are not the incense in ordinary temples. If they are lit so frequently, they will attract ghosts and gods.

"Everyone doesn't know, my incense 3" Lao Temple prayed stuttering, as if he was in a disadvantage.

As soon as this said, he was quiet for a while, and a thick voice in an incredible tone asked loudly.

"3! Are you the one who asked by Qin Kun again?"

Wu Senran was stunned, what are you doing? You dare to sell 3 incense! You are no longer a scam, you are a scam!!

The temple prayer was speechless: "A bunch of young people are talking nonsense. In the past, lighting incense was a ceremony to invite God to chant the wishes. Only good incense can send wishes to God. You just invited God, but there was no wishes. There would be ghosts and gods looking for you at night."

Wu Senran was stunned: "Old man, don't exaggerate! You are spreading feudal superstition!"

Do you think I spread feudal superstition? Then why are you doing in the temple?

In the corner, Qin Kun's voice came: "Old Temple Zhu is right. His incense is indeed valuable and effective. You are not short of money, just make up for it."

Yuan Xinghan was the first to make up for the price. Since Qin Kun said so, it is probably true. Since this fragrance is effective, thinking that he did not express his wish when he worshiped the gods, there will be ghosts and gods looking for him at night. Yuan Xinghan's heart was shocked. If he really found this, what should he ask?

Xu Yang paid the second one, 3 yuan, not much. However, he captured a useful information.

Qin Kun actually said that this fragrance is very good? Can he invite ghosts and gods to do things at night? As the saying goes, money can make ghosts push the mills. He has paid all his money, so he can't spend it in vain, right?

Tu Xuanxuan is a rich girl. As a doctor who came here for the first time, both of them were very happy to pay.

Depend on!

Wu Senran discovered that he took the lead and took himself into the ditch.

"I won't pay!"

He is not short of money, but it is a matter of face. He had only paid 100 yuan in Xu's charity village, and the old Taoist priest agreed to sign. He paid 3 yuan at once, which was equivalent to taking a group of people into the ditch.

This can only be accepted, not taken!

Laomiao Zhu smiled and looked at Qin Kun: "This guy understands the rules?"

"Learn a little, you can invite God to exchange for money. The so-called reward for one reward is not enough. If you don't pay enough money, you will be punished by karma, and ghosts and gods will also be jealous. The ancients value the most ritual. Looking back, this is part of the sacrifice ceremony. Since it is a ritual, you must do it well."

Lao Miaozhu nodded: "No, only after giving a full gift can we attract evil spirits. Unexpectedly, although the world is far away and the inheritance has not been broken, I have traveled everywhere when I was young. How dare you ask which disciple you are?" Lao Miaozhu looked at Qin Kun with the praise of the seniors in the world.

"This cannot be said."

Qin Kun smiled apologetically.

"Why can't you say it?"

"A senior told me that after I went out, I could not report my identity in the temple."

Lao Miaozhu was even more confused: "Why is this?"

Qin Kun shrugged: "If I can't accommodate me in the temple, I will collapse."

As soon as this statement came out, Lao Miaozhu was shocked, and the other people were shocked. They looked at Qin Kun's expression and seemed to be joking.

The small temple cannot accommodate great gods. They have only heard of this truth in stories, but when Qin Kun said it, it feels a bit unreal.
Chapter completed!