The husband of the couple quickly said, "Master, you misunderstood. I've heard of the great reputation of the Tianshi Temple in Longhu Mountain for a long time and have wanted to visit and ask for a talisman. However, the world has been unstable recently and I haven't dared to travel far. It must be fate that we met on the train. Please draw a talisman for my newborn child and bless him with peace and safety!"
"I see!"
Zhang Jingqing glanced at the baby in the couple's arms.
The baby was so delicate and charming that he was not afraid of strangers. He was not frightened by Zhang Jingqing's big beard. Instead, he showed his little face happily and waved his little hands to say hello.
Zhang Jingqing's serious face showed a hint of smile, and he pushed the couple's money and said:
"Since it's fate, then you shouldn't accept this money. I'll give him a talisman. Keep it close to your body to keep it safe from illness and disaster!"
As he spoke, Zhang Jingqing took out a talisman with complicated spells drawn on it from his arms and handed it to the couple.
Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing by, squinted his eyes and recognized the type of talisman. It was a real talisman with a very strong effect. It was called the Six Ding and Six Jia Amulet. Carrying it with you can dispel evil spirits, and ordinary demons and evil spirits dare not approach you.
Even if encountering an emergency, it can transform into a real golden armor to resist a fatal attack. Its function... is somewhat similar to the Golden Light Spell, but it was drawn by the Heavenly Master, and its defensive effect far exceeds that of the ordinary Golden Light Spell.
It can be said that Zhang Jingqing's gift of this talisman to the baby was equivalent to giving him an extra life.
The young couple opposite did not know the weight of the talisman, but as soon as they touched it, they felt a sense of righteousness and relaxation all over their bodies. The gloomy feeling that had accumulated in their bodies in the past disappeared. They immediately realized that they had met a master, and hurriedly thanked him and took out a few dollars.
Zhang Jingqing frowned: "Didn't I tell you? It's fate, no money required!"
The couple hurriedly said, "Master, you misunderstood. This is not money for buying talismans, this is money for merit!"
"That's not necessary. If you're willing, you can go to Longhu Mountain to fulfill your wish!"
After saying that, Zhang Jingqing closed his eyes and meditated, looking as if he didn't want anyone to come near him.
Seeing this, the couple had no choice but to give up and put away the money. They already regarded Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei as masters in their hearts, and hurriedly took out some snacks, wanting to treat Zhang Zhiwei to something to eat.
Zhang Zhiwei refused. He had already bought a lot of food before getting on the bus. There was no need to complain and he continued to meditate and practice.
Seeing this, the couple stopped disturbing each other and started chatting in private and looking at the scenery outside.
The journey was long. After a day, at night, a light was lit at the head and tail of the train carriage.
The light was a little dim, just like the bedside lamp, barely enough for people to see.
Moreover, the light had a strange turbidity, as if countless dust particles were floating in the air, making it blurry.
This is actually coal ash.
Today's trains are powered by coal, so naturally coal dust is everywhere.
The medium seats are relatively good, after all, they are in the middle position and have less impact.
The third-class seats closest to the front of the train are the worst hit, with coal dust flying everywhere. It can be said that sitting on a train is like going down into a mine to dig coal.
Of course, first-class seats are least affected because they are at the very back.
In the evening, Zhang Zhiwei took out some buns and meat patties to eat.
Zhang Zhiwei couldn't eat anymore after just one bite. The cold bun tasted like chewing wax.
Zhang Jingqing didn't complain and ate as usual.
However, as an apprentice, one must have some good eyesight.
"Master, I'll go get some hot food!"
Zhang Zhiwei put down the buns and went to the restaurant car of the train.
At this moment, it was lunchtime and there were many people in the carriage.
Zhang Zhiwei ordered a roast duck, some sweet bean sauce and dough, brought it back and had a meal of not very authentic Beijing roast duck with his master Zhang Jingqing.
After eating, the two of them continued to meditate and practice.
Meanwhile, across from me, the little baby had been crying intermittently all afternoon, but now he had adapted to the situation and was sleeping soundly in his mother's arms.
It was midnight and the second-class carriage was completely silent, except for a few loud snoring sounds from time to time.
The couple opposite were sleeping in each other's arms, with their baby in their arms.
Zhang Zhiwei continued to meditate. To him, this was no different from sleeping.
At this time, the door connecting to the third-class carriage was opened, and several footsteps were heard, getting closer and closer.
"It's likely that there were passengers in the third-class carriage who couldn't find a seat, so they tried to take a rest in an empty seat in the second-class carriage while the conductor wasn't paying attention."
Zhang Zhiwei did not open his eyes to check, which is actually a very common thing.
But the footsteps stopped right next to his seat.
What's going on?
When I opened my eyes, I saw three people doing some sneaky things in front of me!
Um?!
pickpocket?
No, not really!
Zhang Zhiwei did not disturb them. He squinted his eyes and observed secretly, wanting to know what these people were trying to do.
Then I saw one of them reaching out to the baby in the couple's arms.
The surface of the man's hand seemed to be covered with a layer of flour, and powder fell off when he stretched it out.
This is
Zhang Zhiwei reacted instantly and realized that he had encountered a beggar!
"Pahuazi" are actually human traffickers.
Most of those who do such despicable things are beggars from the Beggars' Gang.
The Beggars' Gang in reality is not as chivalrous as described in martial arts novels. Most of them are unscrupulous people who engage in human trafficking and do all kinds of evil.
Because beggars are called "beggars".
Therefore, beggars who do this business are called "Paihuazi".
Legend has it that if you are photographed by them, you will fall into their trap and not only will you lose all your money, but you will also be sold.
If they cannot be sold, they will be "picked alive and cut into pieces" and then taken out to beg for money.
The so-called "cai sheng zhe ge" actually means cutting off hands and feet, cutting off tongues, and torturing people into deformities, so that they can either perform in freak shows, go to the streets to make money, or beg for money.
This kind of thing has existed since ancient times.
The worse the public security is, the more cases there are.
Like Zhang Zhiwei’s previous life, in his early years, in places with large crowds like stations, you could see many children with disabled hands and feet and unrecognizable faces begging.
They are the poor children who were abducted and then dismembered.
It was not until the country launched a thundering attack and wiped out many "Beggar Gangs" that this business came to an end.
Such things are not uncommon in later generations, let alone now.
Judging from the current situation, it seems that this group of people have set their sights on this baby and want to abduct and sell him.
Human traffickers...if you meet me, you will be in trouble!
Zhang Zhiwei grinned, with a hint of lightning flashing in his eyes, and he turned into a wanton and arrogant monkey, howling to the sky.
"Don't stretch your hands!"
He reached out and grabbed the man's hand, and with a force, he crushed all five of his fingers.
"Ouch."
The man was about to cry out in agony when he felt his mouth being covered. A cold voice rang in his ears: "Don't scream! The child is making a fuss. I finally fell asleep!"
Then, there was a "click" sound, and his vision wandered, and he actually saw his own back.
"What's going on?"
Before he could figure it out, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness forever.
Zhang Zhiwei reached out to open the window, casually stuffed the body out, and then closed the window before the cold wind rushed in.
The whole process was smooth and easy, like flicking away an ant, and even the couple opposite did not wake up.
After doing all this, Zhang Zhiwei felt relaxed all over, and all the pent-up emotions he had been suppressing in his heart for the past few days disappeared.