Urban God-level Selection System

Zhang Daoshan told him what happened before, but he didn't answer the question of why he gave Yin Luo to him.

Zhang Wanlin looked at the woman in red.

She has long hair falling, her beautiful eyes are like autumn water, her small lips are dripping red, her body is graceful, and she is completely inhumane.

He asked: "What's your name?"

She looked at him without answering.

"I don't know your name. Seeing you are wearing red clothes, I will call you red from now on, okay?"

She nodded.

As soon as Wang Kun died, those ghosts were no longer resentful. Zhang Daoshan's sending them to reincarnation was considered to have accumulated some ghost virtues, and part of the debilitating spirit was dissipated. The only regret is that the six ghosts that were absorbed can never come back. There is Yang Cuihua.

Zhang Wanlin curiously asked Zhang Daoshan: "This formation requires six ghosts and one person, but one is missing. Then, is this formation successful or not?"

Zhang Daoshan said, "Since there is one missing person, it is naturally impossible."

But Zhang Wanlin saw that the red dress was so good, there was no lack of arms or legs, and he said, "If she didn't succeed, why is she so perfect?"

Seeing him look stupid, Zhang Daoshan said: "What you call perfect is nothing but imperfection in the eyes of others.

This formation actually still exists on her body, but one thing is still missing to fill it in to make it complete. "

Zhang Wanlin thought for a while, and said tentatively: "For example, people?"

"Humans are just a medium, and the essence of what is needed in that battle is actually emotion."

Zhang Daoshan sighed and said: "He has been pursuing for so many years, he wants her to have emotions again, and he does not hesitate to practice Yin Luo a second time against the sky, but he does not know that the most lacking thing lies with him."

It is rare for Zhang Daoshan to speak so deeply, Zhang Wanlin thought for a while, but didn't understand.

Now that the murderer has done the Fa, Jiang Yue will also go back to the province with the task force to report the situation.

She was still as capable as she used to be, but her eyes no longer had the same passion in her eyes, and she was more of an inexhaustible death.

Because Yin Luo forcibly absorbed her grievances, she revived the memories of her previous life and acquired the grievances of the ghosts with a mortal body. Although she became stronger, she also carried the sins of her previous life.

She didn't tell anyone what she did in her previous life, but judging from her silence, these were enough to keep her in the shadow of her previous life.

Zhang Wanlin, as a good old person, tried to enlighten her on the way back, but he didn't expect to provoke her glaring: "Don't talk nonsense in front of me!"

Zhang Wanlin was embarrassed, and Zhang Daoshan looked deep with his beard on his side.

The two masters and apprentices soon separated from Jiang Yue. Before leaving, Zhang Daoshan asked: "You must not use your power indiscriminately. Each time you use it, you will lose one year of life."

Jiang Yue froze without answering, and left.

Zhang Wanlin originally envied this kind of power. Hearing what Zhang Daoshan said, he felt that this power was not so good, so he said, "There is no difference between this power and whether it is not. It will shorten the life span by one year if you use it once. , Don’t you die young if you still use this?"

Zhang Daoshan said: "She is actually destined to die young."

Zhang Wanlin opened his mouth wide, "Why?"

"Do you know why Wang Kun chose her?

It is because she is about to die. "

Zhang Daoshan twisted his beard, "It's just that Yin Luo broke her life and allowed her to gain the power of resentment, which left her life.

However, disasters and disasters are essential in the future. "

Zhang Wanlin deeply sympathized with this capable policewoman.

Back in the yin house where Zhang Daoshan lived, Zhang Daoshan seemed to have changed and began to urge Zhang Wanlin to practice seriously.

In the past, Zhang Wanlin only needed to respond casually, but now it is no longer possible. As soon as he responded, Zhang Daoshan kicked in the door with a thick fist club.

This door was also in disrepair for a long time, and it fell down after a kick. Since then, Zhang Wanlin's small bedroom has no more privacy.

Cultivation lasts from morning to night. Anyone who can teach Zhang Daoshan, such as drawing amulets, chanting mantras, practicing martial arts, smashes his forehead, and smashes Zhang Wanlin into the dark and desperate. He used to have insomnia and thought about life. Fall down.

Zhang Wanlin couldn't help being beaten up because of his cultivation. One day he finally dissatisfied with Master's atrocities. He said in an aura: "Master, everyone needs to make progress step by step. You suddenly let me come so hard, what if I get into trouble in my practice? "

Zhang Daoshan scolded, "Just wait for you to write me a talisman."

The main reason why Zhang Daoshan pressed so tightly was that Zhang Wanlin got a treasure-red clothes.

The red dress is a rare treasure in the world, only a few people in history can make this thing, and the last one is more than a thousand years old.

Its more important role lies in the blessing of the formation. A small trapped Yin formation can be blessed to a ghost that has been trapped for thousands of years. Of course, the premise is that the host's Taoism is profound.

Moreover, it can also help the host to practice quickly. It usually takes three years to cultivate to the realm. With its help, it only takes one year.

Almost everyone in the cultivator dreamed of getting this thing, but Zhang Wanlin didn't know what it was, and used it as a vase all day long. How could Zhang Daoshan not be angry?

There is really a kind of "mourning for its misfortune, angering its indisputable."

After such a tiring practice, the red dress can be regarded as a piece of pure land for Zhang Wanlin.

If it were not for her, it is estimated that he would have stopped doing it a long time ago.

The red dress is so beautiful and otherworldly. Every time Zhang Wanlin sits practising mana, she always sits opposite Zhang Wanlin with her eyes facing him.

She did not speak, but always looked at him with tender eyes, which made him very embarrassed.

Zhang Wanlin once said to her: "You look at me like this. I'm really afraid that you will fall in love with me. If you fall in love with me, I am a human being, but you are not. We can't get a marriage certificate... "Zhang Daoshan next door smashed a shoe: "Cultivate quickly, where is so much nonsense."

Zhang Wanlin always doesn't believe that red can't speak, and does everything possible to tease her: watch that group of dogs fight again, listen to Zhang Daoshan's hum in the bath... She still doesn't speak, but she will smile brightly. She covered her mouth and smiled gracefully, but it dyed Zhang Wanlin's entire world colorfully.

Later, he only made her laugh.

Almost two months later, Zhang Wanlin's cell phone rang. He thought it was a customer, but when he was connected, it turned out to be his mother.

This phone number was told to my mom when I first bought the phone.

My mother cursed over there, "I haven't called back for so long, have you ever cared about our old couple?"

His mother worked hard to raise him since he was a child, so naturally he couldn't accept this fact.

"I'm busy at work."

"Being busy is an excuse not to call back?"

Then he asked: "Did you have a girlfriend outside?"

"not yet."