I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 35: The Man of Destiny Chen Guilin

Chen Qingyuan didn't expect that Chen Guilin, who seemed to be decisive and ruthless, was actually a pushover. He said angrily, "Master Guan is loyal and righteous. You may not believe in me, but you must believe in Master Guan's Holy Grail! If I'm not mistaken, you just used your brain to throw nine Holy Grails in a row, right?"

Chen Guilin was a little stuck and speechless. It was not that he did not believe in the Holy Lord Guandi, he just did not want to accept his fate.

Chen Qingyuan and Chen Guilin had only met once. Seeing that Chen Guilin didn't say anything, he took his Guandao and left the main hall, intending to go back to the hotel and prepare with He Ma to break into the new spiritual house at night...

The old man at the door saw Chen Qingyuan coming out with a Guandao, and his eyes twitched as he said, "Young man, I won't blame you for not bringing any offerings, but you still took something away, which is really a bit too much..."

Chen Qingyuan said: "Master, you misunderstood. This was given to me by Master Guan."

How could the old man possibly believe such a thing? He immediately walked into the Guandi Temple to burn incense and threw a holy grail, and a yin and yang cup really came out.

Oh my god, it’s true!

He bowed three times, poured all the ashes from the incense burner on the incense table into a small cloth bag, walked out, handed it to Chen Qingyuan and said, "I don't know why the Holy Lord Guandi gave it to you, but as the abbot, I believe there must be cause and effect. Take these ashes. The Guandao that has not been sharpened with incense ashes is just a stainless steel work of art."

Chen Qingyuan learned a sharp incantation from the old man and thanked him: "Uncle, you have contributed a lot to this world. I am leaving now!"

There is no harm in saying good things to everyone.

The old man sat back on the bamboo chair and said in a serious tone: "Practice is up to oneself, why ask for merit in return!" But the corners of his mouth were raised and he couldn't suppress it. It was obvious that he enjoyed the compliment very much. What's the point of being an abbot for a lifetime? It's just to accumulate merit and strive to get a job after death.

It's half past nine in the evening.

Chen Qingyuan bought a piece of red cloth at a small supermarket to wrap up his Guandao. A bus came by the roadside, just in time to go to the hotel. After he got on the bus and paid, he just sat down and found that Chen Guilin had followed him and sat on the seat behind him...

"What are you following me for?"

He didn't dislike guys in gangs, but this guy seemed a little annoying.

Chen Guilin's suit hadn't been washed for several days, and the collar was a little starched, emitting a faint odor. He put his hands on the back of Chen Qingyuan's chair and said, "You worshipped the gods in the Guandi Temple, and you talked about exorcising demons and saving the world. Are there really demons and monsters in this world? To be honest, I have never seen these things in my life. I want to follow you to see the world..."

Chen Qingyuan thought of Chen Guilin's ruthlessness in killing people in the hotel, and then thought of the group of people he saw in the New Spiritual Shelter today, and he laughed: "To be honest, when you said this, I suddenly felt inexplicably that some people's doom had come. But I tell you, no matter how scary the evil demons are, they are not as vicious as human hearts. They are very dangerous!"

Chen Qingyuan didn't know the background of this Chen Guilin yet, so he simply told him the selective stories about the Yin Temple and the New Spiritual House. At the same time, he observed Chen Guilin's facial expression to see if he had any evil close relationship with the two. If so... then when getting off the car, he would trick him into a remote corner and let the Italian PX4 pistol in his pocket fire!
When talking about the Yin Temple, Chen Guilin seemed to have never encountered evil spirits and monsters before. He was a little shocked, and then angry, saying that all the immortals and cults should eat peanuts.

When he talked about the new spiritual home later, he laughed angrily, and a hint of cruelty appeared in his eyes as he said, "Emperor Guan wants me to surrender myself. I am very afraid that I will be shot after I go, ending this short and meaningless life! But now I have a goal, which is to burn the rest of my life to do some great and spectacular things. Even if I die, I want the world to remember my name, Chen Guilin!"

Chen Guilin had something else hidden in his heart that he didn't say.

If he could really become famous through these things, maybe his grandmother would see the news on TV and think that her grandson wasn't so useless after all...

Chen Qingyuan probably figured out Chen Guilin's character, and he realized that he had got a good thug.

But for such risky things, he didn't like to use deception to get people to help, especially people like Chen Guilin who had helped him a little.

"Evil spirits and demons do exist, and cult members are not kind enough. If you go with me, the probability of your death is very high!" Chen Qingyuan said.

Chen Guilin's eyes flashed with confusion, as if he was in a state of reminiscence, and he replied: "Grandma is my only spiritual support. Now I don't even dare to see her. I don't know where to go. Maybe people like me who hang out in gangs and do violent things are doomed to have a bad end from the beginning..."

He clenched his fists and spoke word by word, "In fact, when Guandi Emperor gave me the nine holy grails, I was thinking, no matter if it's good or bad, I must bloom fiercely! So whether I met you or not, the result is the same."

That's all for this.

Chen Qingyuan did not act sentimental and said with a smile: "Then follow me. If something unexpected happens and you die, don't say bad things about me in front of the King of Hell."

Chen Guilin was amused by him. The suppressed emotions accumulated over the past few days of being wanted and running around everywhere were finally released. He said, "Got it!"

hostel.

He Ma sat in front of a small table sorting out talisman paper, peach wood swords, cinnabar and copper coins. The magic used to exorcise demons is not about quantity but quality. You have to know that colleagues in Taipei who worship Tiger God always ask Tiger God to possess them no matter what happens. It's really a one-trick pony that can do anything...

Bang bang bang.

There's a knock on the door.

She frowned: "Who is it?"

The voice of the hotel proprietress rang out from outside the door: "Madam, we register each room with the number of people whose names are registered. Even if you book two rooms, two people cannot stay in one room."

what!

He Ma stood up from her chair. What nonsense was this lady boss talking about? She and Chen Qingyuan were of different ages. Even if an old cow were to eat young grass, it wouldn't be so outrageous!

She walked over and opened the door, only to see the proprietress standing at the door, with two sturdy men standing beside her. They were wearing coats but plain clothes underneath, the plain clothes of Xin Xinling She.

Although she didn't know the situation, her intuition told her that there was danger!

The proprietress looked apologetic.

He Ma reached for the door panel to close it, but one of the fatter guys pushed the proprietress aside and kicked He Ma in the abdomen with such force that it was like a hammer hitting her!

Bang!

The door slammed heavily against the wall.

He Ma twisted her body and fell to the ground, covering her abdomen with both hands, her mouth open, unable to breathe...

The fat and strong man came over with heavy steps, stretched out his hand to grab He Ma's hair and pulled it up, and said viciously: "I'm giving you a chance to tell the truth. Who are you? Why did the porridge given to you appear in the hands of that man?"

(End of this chapter)