Looking at the sharp knife that the boatman was gesturing in front of him, Ling Qing just flicked the fly whisk.

The boatman felt his hands stabbing his neck uncontrollably.

Like a clown, he pricked his hands randomly, and then dodged left and right with a face full of panic.

In the end, he had no choice but to hold the knife to his neck with his own arm.

With a look of horror on his face, he shouted: "Grandpa, good man, have mercy on me! Grandpa, good man, have mercy on me!"

You are a young man who is short-sighted, but you still hope to forgive your sins, and you still hope to forgive your sins."

"Have I ever begged you like this in the past?" Ling Qing looked at him and asked.

The boatman's expression changed, he didn't answer, he just kept begging for mercy.

"It's okay to spare you, I just want to give you retribution." Ling Qing waved his hand and let him go.

The boatman was overjoyed when he heard this. He knelt on the deck of the boat and kowtowed as if he were pounding garlic. He kept saying, "As long as the good man can spare my life.

There is an eighty-year-old mother on the top of the villain, and an unweaned child on the bottom. The villain..."

"Okay, you have no father, no mother, no wife, no children, you are alone, how can you get so many relatives?" Ling Qing interrupted him.

He had a discussion with Fuyaozi, but it was not without some gains. At least he also learned a little bit about the art of fortune telling.

You can tell what kind of situation the person in front of you is and what his family is like.

The boatman said nothing, but Lingqing had no intention of killing him.

Let's not talk about the current world, if he really kills such a person when he encounters him, Ling Qing will probably bleed like a river of blood.

Let's just say that since he has been studying Taoism on his own, except for the time in southern Xinjiang, he can count the number of people he has killed with the palm of his hand.

At that time, they were destined to have this calamity.

In this world, Ling Qing does not intend to kill easily, but he has no reason to let him continue to do evil and harm his loved ones.

Immediately, a spell was used to ban his mind, so that from now on, he could only make ends meet by doing good deeds.

In fact, I met Sun Erniang and taught her the "Mud Plowing Technique" to practice killing animals.

Lingqing thought that the current world was like purgatory, with a sea of ​​evil and sinful karma.

So, is it possible to stop evil with evil?

Of course, he would not do it himself.

Instead, he was thinking about people like the evil star, the black-hearted boatman, the strongman cutting paths on the mountain, and the hero who committed murder and set fire to others.

Give them a talisman to collect evil and karma, and a ban to pierce the heart and gouge out the bones.

Let them gather up the evil karma in the world, and then use this great catastrophe to cleanse it, and return the world to a bright and prosperous world.

However, he did not make the trip because of concerns.

As the saying goes, following the laws of nature is good, and being moved by Qi is evil.

This idea is based on his self-destruction and self-destruction when he sees the situation in this world.

Regardless of whether it follows the laws of heaven or not, it was definitely Ling Qing who got excited and came up with this idea.

In this way, even if it is a good thing, it is also evil when done.

For his practice, it is harmful rather than beneficial.

In the end, Ling Qing decided that if he could not fully understand the cause and effect of this method, he would never mention it again.

Only when something bad happens, take action.

Now that Demon Lord Dang, Xuannv Jiutian, Master Zhang, Fuyaozi, and the old monk from Guangming Temple, these characters have already been doomed.

Then let’s follow this disaster first.

If we really have some idea, we have discussed it with these people and they all agree that it can be done. Then it won’t be too late to change the number of days.

After Lingqing and the boatman put a restraint on him, they still took him to Kaifeng Mansion.

Then he gave him sufficient shipping fares, warned him about the prohibition, and left on shore.

The boatman looked at the money in his hand and had mixed feelings for a moment.

This money was enough for him to live happily for more than ten days, but Lingqing's warning still rang in his ears.

He will have to work hard to make ends meet in the future, which shows that the money will not last long in his hands.

But if you ask him to give it out, he will definitely refuse.

"Come on, let's give it a try. What if that Taoist deceives me?" After the battle between heaven and man in his mind, the boatman was heartbroken. He put the money in his arms, swung the oar and turned back.

In order not to return empty-handed, he took a few more people with him. Among them was a woman with a child, who looked very depressed.

He wholeheartedly believed that the disaster of his family's financial ruin would be caused by these two people, and he was always on guard.

I don’t dare to do the business I used to do in the past. I just think that if nothing happens on this trip, I will go back to my old business.

Who would have thought that when he stopped the boat to rest and wanted to catch a fish in the river, the silver nugget in his arms slipped and fell into the mouth of a big carp.

The fish thought it had gotten food, flicked its tail, and disappeared in a swirl.

The boatman was left looking at the small fish in his hand, which was only enough for one meal, and opened his mouth to cry without tears.

Downstream, there is a member of the Communist Party of China who is very charitable and likes fishing.

On this day, I brought my fishing gear and planned to catch a Yellow River carp for a tooth ceremony.

After a while, I saw the rod sinking and floating. After a while, I suddenly pulled the rod and caught a three-foot-long big carp.

He laughed and said: "Just in time, the master made a good profit today and hooked a big fish."

After that, he asked the boy to pick up the big carp and go home.

When it was time to kill the fish, the chef heard that there was a dime of silver in the belly of the fish and brought it to him.

He weighed it in his hand and found that it was about half a tael, which could buy nearly a hundred kilograms of rice.

"Coincidentally, I was about to open a porridge bowl to do a good deed. This time I got this good omen, so I opened it for two more days."

The servants all praised his mercy after hearing this.

Lingqing went to the shore and headed for Kaifeng, which is now the capital of the Song Dynasty.

All the civil and military personnel of the Manchu Dynasty were there.

He wanted to see where the imperial court was now.

After walking for a short time, Ling Qing saw a city in the distance lying on the plain.

Although it is not as good as the first and second tier cities in reality, in the end, it has brought together the national destiny of the dynasty. It is extremely prosperous and exquisite, and is known as a fairyland on earth.

Lingqing opened his Dongzhen Dharma Eyes and looked around, only to see a sky-reaching air pillar standing above the city, with a five-clawed golden dragon coiled on it.

There are auspicious clouds surrounding it, and thousands of auspicious auras shoot out from all directions.

What is served is a cluster of flowers, and the oil is cooked in a fierce fire.

However, if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of scarlet, black and purple in the golden air column.

Under the skin of the five-clawed golden dragon is a dark and ferocious poisonous snake, which is using the dragon's energy to plunder the blood of all people.

"Is this the Youhui Fuyaozi mentioned?"

Ling Qing only glanced at it and did not continue to look, for fear of touching the poisonous snake.

That red-bearded dragon is also a celestial dragon, and this Youhu can compete with it and kill it. It is beyond the reach of Ling Qing now.

He calmed down his aura and walked into Bianliang City along with the crowds of people passing by.

Along the way there was a caravan of camels, heavily laden with heavy loads. The packmen waved their whips and skillfully controlled the caravan, obviously with many years of experience.

There are rivers all around, a sampan is tied to a tree pocket on the bank, and several farmhouses are scattered among the surrounding trees.

Far away from the city wall, there are many such farmers, and there is no wall around them.

And people don't think there's anything wrong with it, which shows how comfortable it is.

On the main road, there are many shops and busy traffic, and streets are formed around the freight terminals.

The surrounding streets extend in all directions like a spider web.

The boats in the Bianhe River come and go, end to end, and the flow is endless. Some are loaded with cargo and are pulled upstream by trackers, while some are docked at the dock and are nervously unloading.
Chapter completed!