"Master! No, no, real person!" The two Taoist priests of Huoju pale: "Is there any salvation?"

The two women didn’t believe in Zhang Daoran, they believed it!

Who doesn’t know Zhang Daoran’s supernatural powers in the entire Longhu Mountain? Moreover, although Zhang Daoran has few words, the two women’s identities and professions were revealed for the first time. Moreover, they could see through the identity of Taoist priests of Huoju at first glance.

Coupled with the various magical wonders in the Taoist temple, combined with the legend about Zhang Daoran, they believed 10% without any doubt on Zhang Daoran's words.

Zhang Daoran glanced at the two Taoist priests in Huoju indifferently and shook his head: "There is such a fate, and I am plagued by illness, so I cannot cure it!"

A marrow-cleaning pill can help them recover their health, but Zhang Daoran did not help them. Not to mention that Longhu Mountain asked them to come to Sanqing Temple, deliberately searching for trouble and telling fortunes for themselves. Even if fortune-telling can be mastered, they should promote their incompetence outside, thereby destroying their reputation. The two Taoist priests in Huoju are nothing wrong with men and women. The only blame is that they are themselves, the women they should not have contacted, they have come into contact with.

The profession of two women is very likely to cause them to be infected with that virus. Once this virus is infected, hospitalization will be useless, and at most it can only live for twelve years.

Zhang Daoran closed his eyes, and the two Huoju Taoists looked full of hope and begging, and said softly: "One side, see off the guests..."

"Please..."

Zhang Yifang stretched out his hand and said softly.

The two Huoju Taoist priests were full of despair, but the two women sneered: "It is said that Taoist priests collect money and help people eliminate disasters. Since you can see our affairs, you must be able to help us. Now you say you have seen it, but there is no solution. This means that you are just lying to people!"

Zhang Daoran closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the stone pier: "Isn't the four lay Buddhists traveling thousands of miles away? Isn't it a lie to come to Sanqingguan to tell fortunes?"

"Two female lay Buddhists received 50,000 yuan from Longhu Mountain and followed two fellow Taoists of Longhu Mountain Fire Ju. Originally, they came here because they had impure motives and had the intention to frame me. I am already very magnanimous to help you tell fortunes."

Zhang Daoran's voice was very soft, and it sounded like two thunder sounds in the ears of the two women.

He looked at Zhang Daoran like a monster, opened his mouth and turned pale: "Master Taoist, are we really sick? What disease?"

"It's related to your profession, H-I-V..."

The two women's legs became weak and they sat on the ground. The two Taoist priests of Huoju first heard Zhang Daoran say that they could live for at most twelve years, and they guessed the result. Their eyes were a little hollow and they walked out of the Taoist temple.

Zhang Daoran's magical skills made them unable to arouse any bad intentions. He told them the purpose of their visit in one sentence, and this time Longhu Mountain might have caused great trouble.

"So what? We don't have much time anymore."

Once this virus is infected, it cannot be treated at all. You can only count your time silently and wait for death.

The two women also walked out in a daze, as if thinking about when and who they had sex with were infected with the virus.

Two men and two women left, and Fang Tong ran over: "Master, do they really have this disease?"

Zhang Daoran nodded and opened his eyes, feeling a little complicated: "Longhu Mountain, if you can't recruit me, will you be framed?"

The Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is full of righteousness. At that time, Zhang Daoran could see that Zhang Daoyi was not a slut. After all, Longhu Mountain is too big. As the saying goes, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. Zhang Daoyi may know about this and has already acquiesced to this matter.

"Master, are all four of them infected with this virus?"

Fang Tong was full of interest and sat opposite Zhang Daoran and put his head over.

Seeing the green head reaching out, Zhang Daoran glared at Fang Tong angrily: "Not bad!"

The magical power of the sky eyes is very strange. Zhang Daoran can see at a glance the purpose of the four people coming here. Naturally, the fate of the four people also appeared in his mind. And those scenes, the process of the four people contagious each other appeared in his mind.

"The Heavenly Lord of the Unlimited Blessings!"

This kind of picture is very abrupt. Fortunately, Zhang Daoran has achieved success in his practice, which only caused a little turmoil in his heart.

"Damn..." Fang Tong stood up in shock: "4--P, they are so strong, those two Taoist priests of Huoju are really powerful, can such women get on?"

Fang Tong looked at Zhang Daoran in shock: "Master Taoist, you are even more powerful. You can see a person like those omnipotent saints in mythology, his past experiences, and everything you do in bed!"

Fang Tong was shocked: "If this is the case... I, I, I... wouldn't my innocence be destroyed by the Taoist priest?"

Zhang Daoran choked and glared at Fang Tong with anger: "Tomorrow morning, exercise will increase from six up and down the mountain to eight!"

"Master..." Fang Tong looked aggrieved and said to himself: "Master is guilty. Could it be that what I said is true? In this way, wouldn't I not be able to go to bed in the future?"

"The saint's supernatural powers, with eyes all over the world, and they can see everything. I am far from it!" Zhang Daoran stood up and walked towards his room: "The divine power of heaven is very powerful, but it can only be seen related to good and bad fortune. Those two female lay Buddhists and two fellow Huoju Taoists, if they had not been infected with viruses, I would not have seen such a picture..."

What Fang Tong thought, let him think about it, Zhang Daoran was too lazy to explain.

"Mr. Fang, were those four people very strong just now? Also, what is 4-P, why is the layman so shocked?"

Zhang Yifang didn't understand, and looked at Zhang Daoran back to the room and asked curiously.

"Master Yifang, do you want to know?" Fang Tong rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "You may experience this in the future. I can tell you..."

"I want to hear it too..." Cheng Yiyan came over at some point, with a curious look on his face.

"Xiaoyan, do your homework well..."

He smiled bitterly and looked at Fang Tong, and Cheng Wuhui pulled Cheng Yiyan, who was full of unhappiness, to do his homework.

Cheng Yiyan was very dissatisfied: "Mr. Fang said, those people are very powerful. I think they are not as good as the teacher. I just want to listen..."

Cheng Wuhui's face was shaking. This brother Fang is really a... Alas, can you tell the child about this?

Zhang Yifang is not young and he can't care about it either. He just listens to it. His son may be contaminated by Fang and his brothers.

Zhang Yifang was a little confused. Why didn’t Junior Brother Yiyan’s father let Junior Brother Yiyan listen? Can’t he listen?

The more this happens, the more curious Zhang Yifang is: "What does Mr. Fang mean?"

"Hehe..." Fang Tong smiled inexplicably, sat opposite Zhang Yifang, and whispered: "That's..."

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, one side, the time is up, go and cook..."
Chapter completed!