"well......"

Zhang Daoran sighed lightly, and naturally understood the reason.

Tian Jizi and others did not know the reason, and their faces became angry. His master had been on the mountain, and he had not been sleeping all night yesterday, setting up a formation. Today, he had not eaten a bite of rice, and Taoist Master 6 Jing had passed away again...

When did the master marry a plundering woman with a master of morality and a true practitioner of Taoism?

"A layman, are you mistaken? Our master has been on the mountain, and the master is so busy that he is with the disciples of Huxin Island..." Zhang Yifang's face was angry: "My Lake Island is a holy place for practicing Taoism. People living here are all people who are dedicated to seeking Taoism, and the Taoisms of Huxin Island have never come down the mountain... Where does this sentence of the layman come from?"

This is slander!

Huxin Island has always appeared in front of people as a moral master and a paradise. Now there are residents of the East Coast kneeling on the ground begging their master to raise their hands and let those women go...

Which women?

Is this regarding the master as a flower-picking thief?

Zhang Yifang was angry and his words were stiff. The middle-aged man who was originally kneeling on the ground forgot to remember to cry. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Daoran blankly, a little at a loss: "Zhang Zhenren, we are just ordinary people. Compared with people like you gods, we are just ants. You have the means of heaven and have all kinds of magical powers to live forever... But we are just ordinary people, we have never committed evil, we just want to live a peaceful life... Our immortals and mortals do not interfere with each other..."

"Xiaomin is the village chief of Jiawang Village, my name is Jia Quanfu. I don't know how other villages are. In our village, any beautiful ones who are inexplicably missing, leaving only a letter..."

Jia Quanfu took out a piece of paper from a bag tremblingly, stood up and handed it to Zhang Daoran: "Xiaomin did not lie..."

Zhang Yifang and others looked at each other, and no matter how stupid they were, they had an answer: "Someone framed us and used secret tricks to destroy the reputation of the island in the middle of the lake!"

He leaned over his head and looked at the paper in Zhang Daoran's hand, which read: You see that your daughter is a good cauldron. I am Zhang Daoran, a cultivator from the Lake Island, and I will use your daughter to help me practice...

Zhang Yifang and others looked at each other with strange expressions.

Who is Zhang Daoran?

The existence of the saints in the Taoist world is as powerful as a saint, and the Taoist Dharma is mysterious. Just stretch out your fingers and the Kundao in the Taoist world, I don’t know how many people are willing to hand over themselves to Zhang Daoran in order to become immortals.

"The master needs to steal a woman?"

Zhang Yifang and others were powerless to complain: "This kind of conspiracy is too unbearable to scrutiny."

Zhang Daoran's expression was still calm, and he carefully looked at the stolen goods.

Before he could speak, the rest of the people took out some paper to more or less and handed it to Zhang Daoran: "Zhang Zhenren, we have it here too."

An old village chief over 60 years old named Zhang Debiao: "A total of three women in our village disappeared, leaving three tokens. We have twenty-three villages, and one hundred and three women disappeared in the same way..."

Zhang Debiao's face was sad. Among these women, there was his granddaughter, who was only nineteen years old. He went home during the winter vacation and looked very beautiful. He was Zhang Debiao's heart and was proud of his hope for the family.

Zhang Debiao said in a trembling voice: "Many villagers in our village believe that Zhang Zhenren and the entire lake island are moral geniuses, and they will definitely not do such a beast... We did not choose to call the police, but just asked Zhenren Zhang to be proud of his actions. These women are either other wives or other daughters, and are only in their teenage years..."

"If they disappear like this, they will lose their reputation in the future..."

Zhang Debiao kept saying that he believed in Zhang Daoran and believed that Huxin Island was all moral masters. But the following words were obviously determined that Zhang Daoran was the one who plundered those women.

Zhang Daoran has never spoken. These people's methods of frame-up are very despicable and too naive, and can be seen through at a glance. This is an open conspiracy, letting you know that I am frame-up and framing you, and I want to destroy your reputation.

But the villagers in front of me don’t know the inside story, and don’t know that it’s someone else’s frame-up.

These villagers, seeing Zhang Daoran not speaking, were in a mess at first, but later they lost their words: "Real person..."

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Daoran's face. He stood up and the paper in his hand was put away by Zhang Daoran: "All lay people... I have practiced Taoism here for more than 20 years, and you also know my character very well. On the island in the middle of my lake, there is no Taoist practitioner who is dedicated to the Tao and rarely goes down the mountain. He has never revealed his magical powers in the world."

"What you practice is to practice is the state of mind, and what you cultivate is the fortune..." Zhang Daoran glanced at everyone. Seeing them confused, Zhang Daoran smiled bitterly: "I naturally know that those who practice Taoism have supernatural powers. If they appear in the world, they will rely on their supernatural powers to do whatever they want, causing trouble to the world. Therefore, from the beginning, I closed the mountains and closed the doors and took the initiative to isolate them from the world. Apart from daily necessities, the disciples of Huxin Island rarely went down the mountain."

"The stolen goods you provide are your evidence and also my evidence. I don't want to say or explain the extra words." Zhang Daoran suddenly said to Zhang Yifang: "You are the eldest brother of Huxindao. You are taking your junior brother and nephew with you. Now you have to go down the mountain. You will not arrest the cholera people in the world and are not allowed to return to the mountain!"

Zhang Yifang and others bowed and said respectfully: "Yes! Master!"

"All lay Buddhists, I don't explain it, it does not mean that I have already admitted it. I will not allow others to destroy my reputation, nor will I use conspiracy to help me make my reputation in the heart of the lake. There are many things you don't need to know about, Mr. Li He, Mr. Jia Quanfu, Mr. Zhang Debiao, and the three lay Buddhists followed me to rescue the looted women, my disciples, and to arrest those cultivators who have caused trouble in the world..."

These village chiefs and villagers looked at each other, a little at a loss.

Unfairly accused the island in the middle of the lake?

Unjustly accused Zhang Daoran?

Is Zhang Daoran acting by himself? He wants their disciples to cooperate?

"One party..."

Just as Zhang Yifang and others were about to leave, Zhang Daoran called them: "These, I have used the Taoism. Once the extraterritorial cultivation approaches, these papers will automatically float in the air and turn into sharp arrows to point to the location of the cultivator... Go, the reputation of the Lake Island cannot be destroyed. Remember, these extraterritorial cultivation cultivation must be captured alive. This is a provocation from the cultivator, and we must fight back. You can take these lay Buddhists to witness the arrest process together..."

As he said that, Zhang Daoran had clouds at his feet and said to Li He, Jia Quanfu and Zhang Debiao: "Three lay Buddhists, please follow me for a walk..."

"There is no need to defend your innocence with words. I must use facts to tell you who is the one who stretches out his claws in the darkness."

Li He stepped onto the auspicious clouds with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of excitement. Stepping onto the auspicious clouds, Li He stepped on them: "I thought the auspicious clouds would be like smoke, and they could be stepped on by one foot. Now when I stepped on them, they would be as hard as a stone."

The feet are covered with smoke and the soles of the feet are as hard as stones!

Jia Quanfu and Zhang Debiao looked at each other and stepped onto the auspicious clouds with some fear. Zhang Debiao was a little scared: "Zhang Zhenren, I am a little afraid of heights. There is no guardrail on this cloud?"
Chapter completed!