Chapter 9

"Old man, I gave you your favorite duck tongue sacrifice. You should watch it in the sky. Don't let me go against luck." Qi Yan placed a plate of marinated duck tongue in front of the master's photo, worshipped the photo for three times, turned his head and looked at the white sun outside. He vaguely felt that something related to him was about to happen. He divined for himself and only figured out that it was not bad, Nothing else.

Fortunately, since he was a child, he developed the procrastination character of natural straightness at the end of the bridge. Seeing that he could not calculate the result, he directly threw it behind his head and went out to buy vegetables.

There is a large farmers' market near his community. Every time he goes to the market to buy vegetables, he has to be more careful than others. He buys a bundle of small vegetables. The vegetable seller's aunt will give him two onions and mix them in the market with this pleasing face.

But when he went to the market today, he found that the market was filled with black gas. Some people were infected with the black gas, and some people wore it around in the black gas. He frowned and looked around the market to find the source. Unfortunately, there are too many people buying vegetables in the morning. Even if he stands on tiptoe, he can't see it at a glance.

"Xiao Yan, buy vegetables?" the owner of the stall next to him was an aunt in her fifties. When she saw Qi Yan, she waved to him happily. "I know you like to eat tomatoes. This is a fresh tomato I purchased from the countryside. I specially reserved a good one for you. If you don't come again, I'm ready to sell it."

"Thank you, aunt." Qi Yan looked at each other and took out a plastic bag from under the table. It contained several big, red and fresh tomatoes. He smiled and bent his eyes, took out money from the bag and prepared to pay the bill. At this time, he saw the black air floating on the stall owner and wrapped around her wrist.

Qi Yan's face changed. Seeing that the stall owner didn't know anything, he talked to him about how tomatoes tasted better and more nutritious. He smiled and gave the money to each other. He carried the plastic bag and saw that there were two onions and two cloves of garlic in it.

After thanking the stall owner, he continued to go to the place with the most black gas and went to the innermost corner, where the vendors used to park and pull trucks. The source is here.

Seeing that the corner was like a child's random pattern, his face changed slightly. It was such a heretical thing!

Hundreds of years ago, because of their bad luck, someone asked some heretical warlocks to set up a Dharma array and ask the four sides for good luck. When ordinary warlocks do such things, they will choose in the middle of the night, because it will not attract other people's attention, nor will it let innocent people rush at the evil spirit. You know, ordinary people rush at the evil spirit. If they are light, they will get sick and if they are serious, they will die.

Later, because this kind of technique was contrary to heaven and did great harm to the casters, gradually not many people knew this method. Even Qi Yan had only seen this kind of please luck sign from the old man and had not learned this method.

Because the old man said that it was evil to seek luck for himself by hurting others. Such a warlock rarely ends well in the end.

Qi Yan never thought that he would see this kind of thing in a crowded place, because the more crowded the place is, the easier it is to have an accident. If the luck of people in this place is borrowed, there may be accidents and even casualties. Generally, warlocks with a little humanity will not do such things.

Even more coincidentally, several red electric tricycles parked in this place just formed a rush array, which accelerated the loss of gas in this place.

When he came here to buy vegetables three days ago, he didn't notice anything wrong here, which means that the rush array was made in recent three days. He put his hand on a red tricycle nearest to him and pushed it. The tricycle did not move as expected.

The old man watching the car in the corner stared at Qi Yan with burning eyes, just like watching a thief stealing a tricycle.

This kind of look made Qi Yan feel pressure. He coughed twice, pulled his wrist, made three points on the tricycle, then held his breath, pulled the front of the tricycle and pushed it aside. The tricycle made a squeaking sound and forcibly moved dozens of centimeters.

The car watcher stared at the scene not far away, carrying three wheels with one hand?!

Qi Yan turned his head and smiled at the driver, then turned and left the place.

After the event, he brushed his clothes and hid his merit and reputation, leaving the shocked old man in a daze.

"Master?!"

Hearing the sound of things breaking in the room, the two young people opened the door with worry. They saw master lying on the ground, and the bell in his hand fell to the ground and fell in two.

"Master, what happened?!"

The man lying on the ground covered his chest and vomited a big mouthful of blood. Only then did he barely have the strength to speak. He looked at the bell that had broken into two halves and felt pain and hate: "someone moved my array."

The two disciples were shocked. The master had said that this method of transportation has almost disappeared. They specially chose the farmers' market because it is normal for people there to stop and leave cars disorderly. Even if they do something, no one will see anything.

However, there is such a coincidence in the world. Their borrowing and transportation array was completed yesterday. As a result, it was only one night before the array was broken and the Qi field was destroyed. Even Shifu was so seriously backfired.

"The imperial capital is really a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons and a large number of experts." after the master wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and narrowed his slender eyes, he was a bit more treacherous and vicious. "We should be more careful when we act in the future."

"Master, I'll help you to rest first." the second disciple is a very beautiful woman. She helped the old man on the ground to lie on the bed and looked very considerate.

The elder martial brother snorted. This woman is used to pretending to please Shifu!

Qi Yan broke the array. When he came out to see the people in the market again, the black gas on them faded a lot, and there were signs that it became weaker and weaker. So he bought the dishes he needed and was ready to go home.

Before walking out of the gate of the comprehensive market, he heard someone quarreling. With the escalation of words, the two sides seemed to have signs of fighting.

He looked at the two people who were quarrelling. They were both covered with a layer of black gas and were very unstable.

I don't know what one of them said. The other was so angry that he lost his mind that he held up the child standing behind the other and tried to throw it.

The lifted child didn't know what was going on. He just felt light and was thrown out.

"Ah!"

When the child heard screams from around, he held his mouth and looked up ignorant. Only then did he find himself lying in the arms of a big brother, who was smiling at him.

"Handsome boy, are you okay?"

The child sniffed, put his mouth back, and didn't cry.

Qi Yan let the child go, rubbed his hurt shoulder, bent over to see the meat and vegetables he threw on the ground, and found that the tomatoes rolled everywhere, and the plastic bag containing the tomatoes didn't know where they fell.

The surrounding people reacted. The child's parents thanked Qi Yan and said they would send him to the hospital to check his shoulders. The onlookers helped him pick up things on the ground. They not only helped him pack them in a plastic bag, but also stuffed an extra chicken leg inside.

Several strong men held down the man who threw the child and waited for the arrival of the police. Although the scene was chaotic and noisy, it can be seen that most people have a kind heart.

Qi Yan was carrying a plastic belt with an extra chicken leg. Several aunts asked him with concern. He repeatedly guaranteed that he had nothing to do, so everyone was relieved. The child's father took out his wallet from his trouser pocket and took out all the money in it. He even pulled out the wool tickets in the interlayer and stuffed them into the hands of Pro Qi Yan.

"Little brother, thank you so much this time! Thank you so much!" the child's father's voice was still shaking. He held Qi Yan's hand tightly and bowed to him, but he didn't kneel down to Qi Yan. The child's mother has red eyes holding the child in her arms.

Only the child looked at his parents blankly and didn't know what kind of accident he had experienced.

"I'm easy, just fine." Qi Yan smiled at the child and returned the money to the couple, but the couple resolutely refused. Qi Yan had no choice but to put the money into the child's coat pocket.

The child hugged his mother's neck and whispered a thank you to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan chuckled and touched his head. "Good boy, it's safe in the future."

After doing this, Qi Yan turned and ran away from the crowd without looking back while the children's parents were not paying attention. I can't run because the uncles and aunts are so enthusiastic that he can't accept it.

"Mr. Cen, this is your nutritious meal today." the nurse brought in the dinner and saw him nod slightly before putting the tray on the bed table and exiting the ward with light hands and feet.

CEN Baihe looked at the food on the table that made people have no appetite, picked up the remote control next to him and turned on the TV hanging on the wall.

Boring TV dramas, not much new entertainment news, and messy advertisements. CEN Baihe kept changing stations and finally stopped at a local station.

This station will release the evening news on time at 8:30 every night. The content is all small news such as the owner lost the chicken and the West lost a bowl. Who bought the fake goods and who found the money. However, it is deeply loved by the local people and the ratings are very good.

So when Cen Baihe drank porridge and looked up on TV, he saw the surveillance video of the young boy's smart rescue.

The chaotic crowd, the young people in white T-shirts who rushed to catch the children, became particularly conspicuous.

The video of just a few tens of seconds soon ended, followed by the reporter's interview with vegetable market vendors and children's parents.