"Why call the police? It's not that the car was stolen, so the police won't care! You think you are unlucky, Ajie!" Wu Yuqi patted Xia Yunjie on the shoulder and said with a sad and perverted expression.

Wu Yuqi's words invisibly raised Zhang Xiaojun's value because he drove a car. Zhang Xiaojun pretended to be serious and nodded and said, "That's true. If you report it, it will be a waste of money. Bicycles are not worth much money. By the way, Ajie, don't be sad, the old ones don't go to the new ones."

Originally, Zhang Xiaojun wanted to chase Cheng Bing, but Xia Yunjie felt that it was nothing. This was his power. But he kept making fun of him, and Xia Yunjie was finally angry. He heard this and said coldly: "It's okay, maybe someone just needs a bicycle to carry it. If you borrow it, you will pay it back tomorrow."

"Hehe! Ajie, you are so Ah!" Wu Yuqi and others thought Xia Yunjie was comforting himself, and they all giggled. Zhang Xiaojun also laughed and said, "That's possible. But Ajie, it's better to take the bus to work in the future, or buy a few more locks. It's not safe to park your bicycle outside at this night. In this way, for your heavy losses tonight, why don't Brother Jun, I'll give you a lesson?"

"Thank you, Brother Jun. I used to ride a friend's car. His car exploded in half and almost got into a car accident. His car is like yours, so I never like to ride a Japanese car." Xia Yunjie said, and gently touched the tires of the Toyota car with his feet.

Xia Yunjie's performance has always been very honest, with a hint of shyness that is unique to students who have just left school, so Wu Yuqi and others did not hear the sarcasm in Xia Yunjie's words. They thought there was something really wrong. When they heard this, they all giggled and said, "Do you think the tires of Japanese cars are made of tofu? It's already rare to encounter them once, and they always encounter them!"

"That's not necessarily true. Anyway, I always have a knot in my heart. I feel that Japanese cars are not safe." Xia Yunjie said seriously.

When Wu Yuqi and others saw Xia Yunjie's serious and honest look, they looked like a coward who had been bitten by a snake for ten years, they couldn't help but roll their eyes at him. Zhang Xiaojun's face turned black and she mocked in a dark voice: "Isn't safe? Do you know how much this car is worth? How many years do you have to work to afford it?"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaojun stepped on the accelerator hard and the car rushed forward. At this moment, a strange smile flashed across Xia Yunjie's mouth, and his fingers pressed against his thighs and pinched a magic trick in the darkness.

"Bang!" With a blast, the Toyota Vios had just driven more than ten meters, and the tire suddenly exploded in the backstage!

The night suddenly seemed to be quiet. Wu Yuqi and others seemed to be terrified. They looked at the silver Toyota Vios parked not far away, and then Xia Yunjie looked incredible.

This guy's mouth is too poisonous. He said he had a tire blowout one second ago, but the next second it really exploded!

"Look, I said Japanese cars are not safe. Fortunately, they didn't get on the highway, otherwise it would be dangerous!" Xia Yunjie, who had just made a "dark foot" just now, saw Wu Yuqi and others looking at him, and said as if he was an expert.

Because the facts are in front of us, and the timing of this happening is so impactful, Wu Yuqi and others nodded subconsciously after hearing this, thinking that they should try not to ride in a Japanese car in the future.

At this moment, they really felt that Xia Yunjie was shrouded in a layer of expert glory, no, the glory of a "charlatan".

Just as Wu Yuqi and others nodded, Zhang Xiaojun got out of the car with a gloomy face, walked to the back, kicked the rear tire that was completely deflated with his feet, and felt so angry. The tire did not explode late, and it was not exploded early, but it exploded at this time. Isn’t this a real slap in the face?

But when he was too angry, he could only admit that he was unlucky. At 2:30 in the morning, he could only take out the jack from the trunk and start doing the hard work of unloading the tires, preparing to change to a spare tire.

Cheng Ping looked at the empty street, a car parked alone on the side of the road. Zhang Xiaojun, who had always been handsome and handsome, was working hard. He looked particularly pitiful and could not help but point Xia Yunjie's head with his finger and said angrily: "You crow's mouth!"

When the others heard this, they all gave Xia Yunjie a blank look. Obviously, they also felt that the reason why Zhang Xiaojun's car had a tire blown was related to his crow's mouth.

"It's not my business. I just talk about the matter. I didn't expect his car to be so unsatisfied." Xia Yunjie shrugged innocently, then yawned and said, "It's very late, I have to rush home to sleep."

The night was quiet, and Xia Yunjie's words echoed clearly in the night sky, but it was very harsh when it fell into Zhang Xiaojun's ears, because he had to change his tires hard in the middle of the night.

Without bicycles, Xia Yunjie had to take two buses back to Deya Community.

I returned to the room, took a shower, and when everything was done, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

After another hour, it was Mao hour, and Xia Yunjie was too lazy to sleep anymore. With his current level of cultivation, it would be fine if he didn't sleep for ten days and half a month.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xia Yunjie took out a baby's slap from his pocket, dark and quaint turtle shell. There were many lines on the turtle shell. When you look closely, it was a pattern similar to the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Bagua. It was just crooked and not as regular as a street fortune teller placed on the stall cloth.

The tortoise shell in Xia Yunjie's hand was passed down to him by his master Wu Ze. According to Wu Ze, the tortoise shell was passed down from his ancestor Wu Xian, while Wu Xian was the first person who created the legend of using tortoise shells as divination, using bamboo sections to split into two hexagrams, and using grass yarrow as paper as the first person to divine. Later, Zhouyi divination was from a certain perspective, all of them originated from the divination technique of witchcraft. Unfortunately, the witch clan declined, and many people only knew the Zhouyi divination but did not know its roots. Many people even classified witchcraft as evil techniques. When they thought of witchcraft, they thought of witchcraft who pretended to be a ghost and looked extremely ugly. In Wu Ze's generation, people who truly understood the divination technique of witch clan were almost extinct.

Holding the tortoise shell and gently caressing the tortoise pattern with the ancient and vicissitudes of life, Xia Yunjie couldn't help but think of his deceased master and his almost strange divination technique.

After a while, Xia Yunjie put away his emotions and looked into the stars in the distance. In the darkness, his eyes shone brightly, as if he could pass through the long night and see through the vast starry sky. Almost at the same time, the turtle shell in Xia Yunjie's hand lit up a hazy light, and the dense lines on the turtle shell were faintly visible, either light or dark, and even a faint sound came out of the turtle shell, which seemed to be telling something in the darkness.

Legend has it that tortoises are spiritual creatures. The ancients used to divine shells as divination. When divination was made, they placed the tortoise shell on the fire to roast them. When roasting, the tortoise shells would explode and make sound, which was called "turtle words". At the same time, the tortoise shells would show long, short, straight or curved cracks, which were the shape of a tortoise divination. Diviners used this to predict good and good fortune and deduce the future.

Xia Yunjie used the turtle shell as a divination at this time, but his technique was much more clever. He directly used Wu Xianmen's unique mental method to input the witch power into the turtle shell to deduce theft of bicycles, but there was no need to put the turtle shell on the fire to roast it.

Wu Ze just did not allow Xia Yunjie to use Wumen magic to seek money and power, but did not prohibit him from using Wumen magic. This bicycle was caused by Xia Yunjie's "huge money" and was stolen less than a day after buying it. Xia Yunjie was naturally unwilling to accept it. Moreover, Xia Yunjie appeared to be modest and honest and hardworking, but as the leader of the Wuxian Sect and the inheritor of the bloodline of the ancient witch king Xia Yu, Xia Yunjie had a sense of arrogance that ordinary people didn't know. The thief was not good at stolen by his bicycle, and he actually stole it on his head. How could Xia Yunjie give up?

"Huh!" Time passed quietly, and Xia Yunjie's surprise suddenly sounded in the dark night, but he calculated that theft of the bicycle was actually related to Bald Qiang.

"This guy has healed his scar and forgot the pain. He actually stole it to my head again. Could it be that I had a grudge against him in my previous life?" Xia Yunjie shook his head, got up and pulled open the bedside table, and took out a gold necklace from the bedside table.

This gold necklace was the one that Bald Head was wearing on his neck the day before yesterday, and there was a faint trace of blood that Bald Head was shed from his head.

"Fortunately, I was lazy and didn't wash away the blood. Otherwise, in the vast crowd, it would take a lot of effort to figure out the position of the bald head. "Xia Yunjie glanced at the trace of blood on the gold necklace, and said to himself, putting the gold necklace on the turtle shell.

Then, as before, Xia Yunjie looked at the starry sky with his eyes, but he held the turtle shell in his hand. A trace of witch power was inserted into the turtle shell, and the turtle shell lit up again. The light in the night actually swallowed the blood. In a short while, the blood was no longer visible on the gold necklace.

After the blood on the golden necklace disappeared, Xia Yunjie also withdrew his gaze, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Bald, let's let you be more casual. When it's dawn, I'll go find you."

After saying that, Xia Yunjie put away the turtle shell and gold necklace, then lay on the bed with his clothes. When the time came, he sat up and faced the east, and started a new day to breathe the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

When Xia Yunjie began to practice, the red glow in the east, after the red glow, faintly lit up like the past, and a purple light shone out from behind the red glow and came straight for Xia Yunjie.

The purple light is the spiritual energy produced by the sky and earth when the rising sun rises in the east, and it is also called the purple energy coming from the east.
Chapter completed!