The Heaven’s Jailer

"My fellow Taoists, it's always been good, my celestial master is here to accompany you!" When the old Taoist opened his mouth, an insignificant aura came to his face, which formed a sharp contrast with his immortal image.

Wang Dahui coughed, "Liu Lang, Master Zhang wants to cultivate for a period of time in a mortal prison. You must take good care of it."

As soon as I heard this tone, I knew that Wang Dahui had received a lot of benefits, and Liu Lang hurriedly said seriously: "Master prison guard, please rest assured, your humble job will be your duty. You can rest assured."

Wang Dahui nodded in satisfaction, and threw a stack of files to Liu Lang, saying: "This is Zhang Tianshi's information, you can save it in the Mortal Immortal Prison!"

After speaking, Wang Dahui turned and left.

Liu Lang opened the dossier and looked at it. His expression became weird. This Daoling Zhang Tianshi had committed a crime of fraud. The dossier said that Zhang Daoling used fortune-telling to see Feng Shui as a guise to defraud money. The amount was huge and the plot was bad. He was sentenced to three fixed-term imprisonment. year.

A three-year sentence is nothing to a **** who is often hundreds or thousands of years old, but in the mortal prison, he is definitely a serious criminal.

Because neither Guangyao's son Zhu Dachang nor Pengcheng's demons had a sentence of more than one year.

When Liu Lang heard that Zhang Daoling had arrived, he still wondered if his villa could be saved, but now it seems that Zhang Daoling was a kidnapped person. It is estimated that he has no real skills at all, or he would not be arrested.

"Master Zhang, there are many cells, choose one by yourself!" Liu Lang said routinely.

"Well, you really need to choose where you live." Zhang Daoling took out a compass directly from his arms, and wandered around the cell with the compass.

As a jailer, Liu Lang could only do his best to follow Zhang Daoling.

But this Zhang Tianshi seemed to have a phobia of choice, and went around the mortal immortal **** three times, without choosing which one to live in.

Liu Lang was a little annoyed. Just about to urge, Zhang Daoling stopped, and Liu Lang who followed behind quickly braked and nearly hit Zhang Daoling.

"This is it!" Liu Lang said affirmatively, pointing to the room in front of him.

"Huh?" Liu Lang looked surprised.

"Why, didn't you say that I want to choose by myself? You can't regret it. This room is full of five elements. Living in it will definitely reduce your sentence." Zhang Daoling said vowedly.

"But this is the toilet..." Liu Lang said silently.

"Uh..." Rao Tianshi was very thick-skinned, and he lowered his head in embarrassment at this time, but soon he found out the reason for himself, "This, Xianli has been blocked, and I didn't choose it just now. Choose another one."

After that, Zhang Daoling hugged his compass again.

About five minutes later, he stopped in front of a room again, "This one is good."

"Master Zhang, this is the jailer's lounge..." Liu Lang was speechless again.

"I only said this is a good one, but I didn't say to choose him, young man, you have a good eye. Resting in this feng shui place every day will definitely rise." Zhang Daoling's head turned quickly, making Liu Lang a little admired.

For the third time, Zhang Daoling finally chose a cell that he could live in. So far, Liu Lang was completely disappointed with Zhang Daoling's feng shui ability. This bull nose is 100% a fraud, and there is no genuine product in his stomach.

Zhang Daoling was sent to the cell, and the big lock was locked with a bang, and Liu Lang wanted to leave.

At this time, Zhang Daoling in the cell said, "Little brother, please stay, I see your eyes are dull, the hall is dark, I must be in bad luck recently!"

"Huh?" Liu Lang stopped and turned around. "How does Master Zhang know?"

"Don't forget what I do, Master Dao!" Zhang Daoling said arrogantly as he stroked the tiger.

"But the dossier clearly stated that you were accused by dozens of gods because you were not allowed to tell your fortune, and you were finally sentenced for fraud." Liu Lang directly exposed Zhang Daoling's old story.

Old Zhang Daoling blushed and coughed dryly: "You don't know the inside story, I'm just a big immortal, but the gang of golden immortals pulled me and asked me to tell them fortune-telling. Fortune-telling is going against the trend. Can your strength spy on their fate?"

When Zhang Daoling said this, Liu Lang immediately understood. Although he knew nothing about Feng Shui fortune-telling, he also understood that it would definitely not work to infer the fate of someone who is stronger than himself. Then Liu Lang curiously said: If you come out, you can tell them directly? You won't go to jail."

"I want to tell them that I can't count it, but it would be too shameful that way. You don't know. I am known as a **** of heaven. If someone knows that there are things I can't count, then I will pay How to open the door to do business, and the remuneration given by the golden immortals was so tempting. I didn't control it for a while, so I made up some rhetoric indiscriminately. I didn't expect them to settle accounts after the autumn." Zhang Daoling explained.

"By the way, Zhang Tianshi, you said I was in bad luck, and I don't know how to save it?" After some exchanges, Liu Lang felt that Zhang Daoling still had some real skills, not like the dossier said, only willing to be kidnapped.

"There are many ways to remove bad luck, but I am now sealed with Xianli, but there are not many that are really feasible. In fact, the easiest way is to find a refiner, refine a lucky ring, and use good luck directly. The bad luck is suppressed, but there must be no refiner in this mortal prison..." Zhang Daoling talked freely.

Hearing the lucky ring, Liu Lang's eyes brightened, but his expression quickly faded. His lucky ring was a defective product, and most of the time it did not enhance luck. It turns out that he wore the lucky ring and entered the villa. Avoid unlucky things.

"Master Zhang, you should talk about a practical way first!" After patiently listening to Zhang Daoling for a long time, Liu Lang discovered that this old way was completely related to his basic knowledge of popular science feng shui arithmetic, and he didn't say anything useful. He was not so. For a long time, listen to Zhang Daoling's gossip.

Zhang Daoling smiled, "I have a practical method, but, you know, there is no free lunch in this world..."

"Damn, you still talk to me about lunch in the fairy prison?" Liu Lang suddenly smiled, "Since Zhang Tianshi said that, then you should pay the three-year lunch fee first."

"I..." Zhang Daoling is used to doing business. He wanted to make some money from Liu Lang, but he was blocked by Liu Lang's words. He hesitated and asked: "I don't know the lunch cost of Immortal Prison. How much does it cost?"

Liu Lang chuckled: "It can be free, or one hundred amethyst coins per meal, it depends on Zhang Tianshi's ability!"

One hundred amethyst coins!

The corners of Zhang Daoling’s mouth twitched a few times. He was cheated and abducted for a month and he wouldn’t be able to get a hundred amethyst coins, but he already understood what Liu Lang meant. After thinking for a while, he took it from his arms and took it out. A charm comes, "Brother Xiao Liu, this is my unique bad luck charm. You can absorb all bad luck, as long as you take him with you, you can wipe away the bad luck within fifty feet of the surroundings. , And using special means, you can release the bad luck that you have absorbed back to the person you choose."