The fruit of killing life

Chapter 4

rustling.
In the light rain, Wang Yuan walked alone in the ancient streets and alleys of Daling Village that have a history of at least a hundred years.

Messy hair, long-sleeved toga, dirty body, and evasive eyes.

Seen by those members of the Wang clan in Daling Village, they all frowned. This is clearly a complete lunatic.

Hurry to drive all the children in the family into the house, cover the door of the hospital, and avoid this dirty and unlucky person.

"This idiot pretended to be a 'corpse' all day, why did he wake up in such a mess today?"

"I'm afraid you didn't do a good job and hurt your ancestors?"

"You can't tell, this kid killed his parents when he was born, and he grew up relying on our neighbors and relatives to take care of him.

It's probably the fate of a lone star of the evil spirit, even the ancestors don't want to see him. "

"There is a grievance and a debtor. I just ask the ancestors and all kinds of ghosts and gods not to blame us. If there is any dissatisfaction, just take this fool away."

There were those idle men and long-tongued wives on the street muttering, so vitriolic and hard to hear.

Because of Wang Yunhu's deliberate guidance to the villagers these years, Wang Yuan has heard too many such voices, and he doesn't take them to heart at all.

Dogs that can bite people don't bark. At most, they follow behind the clan uncle to wave flags and shout, pick up some leftovers, and they don't have the guts to do it themselves.

In his eyes there was no threat at all.

However, the sense of urgency in Wang Yuan's heart did not dare to relax for a moment.

'Today can only be regarded as passing the test barely, and the stable life may not last for two days.

Soon they will find out that I have not been robbed of my luck by [Strangeness] at all, maybe when the time comes, I will completely tear my skin apart, and the catastrophe of killing me will be imminent. '

The rain was icy cold, but Wang Yuan didn't realize it. After leaving the ancestral hall, he walked quickly.

'In the final analysis, it is still insufficient strength.

The first level of martial arts [flesh and flesh] can reach the limit of mortals; the second level [practicing marrow and blood exchange] gradually becomes inhuman, and can be naturalized as a great flame [Taoist];
The third realm [Psychic Change] can be [Taoist], which is also the realm of the ancestors of the Wang family back then.

If I have reached the inhuman state of [Training Marrow and Changing Blood] now, why do I need to make false claims with those people?All the dark clouds were blown away by him.

However, for me, the realm of a stronger art of war is no longer out of reach! '

Ever since he ate the tricky bones and skin with the [Ghost King Lintan Seal] last night, the hotness in his body has become stronger and stronger every moment.

Wang Yuan was pleasantly surprised to find that these weird things not only taste great, but can also be transformed into pure vitality to nourish the body, which is more powerful than taking a large tonic.

Only one night later, in the first level of martial arts [Flesh and Flesh Outer Form], the third threshold after "outer strength" and "inner strength": "full energy" is about to be broken through.

As long as one breaks through this hurdle, one can enter the martial art of war, and start to have the capital to deal with the clan.

It is no longer the duckweed that has no foundation and is blown away by the rain and wind in a blink of an eye.

however.

When Wang Yuan, despite the gossip of the tribe, walked quickly to the northwest corner of Daling Village, in front of a dilapidated small courtyard closest to Beiman Mountain.

With a slight movement of his ears, he suddenly turned around.

I happened to see two young men in their 20s behind me reach out at the same time, grabbing at my shoulders together.

One of the two was thin, the other had a scorched yellow face, with a knife on his waist, wearing the black clothes of the tomb guards, and they were full of vigor.

My heart sank, aren't these two guys the patriarch's accomplices who brought me to pretend to be a "corpse"?
Moreover, that thin young man Wang Cheng was originally a powerful character of [Flesh and Flesh Foreign Minister] Dacheng, if he wanted to take him down by force, it would be effortless.

Don't say two days, this really doesn't even leave me a chance to breathe.

Once you make a move, it will be chained one after another, like a reminder, it is too fast!

'No, I have to think of a way, at least to avoid today! '

Perhaps it was unexpected that Wang Yuan's reaction would be so strong, and the movements of the two couldn't help but stagnate.

"Ok?"

Then he looked at the boy's deep eyes that were still bloodshot, and couldn't help thinking of the boy's horrible encounter last night, so he stopped resentfully.

Although under normal circumstances, the retribution of [Strange] will not "contagion" on a large scale without any rules.

However, the two who had seen too many strange things as mausoleum guards and deeply participated in this "murder" were still a little apprehensive after all.

Among the two, Wang Cheng, who is leaner and stronger, smiled at Wang Yuan:
"Brother Yuan, why are you rushing home so early?
The patriarch said, according to the sacrificial rituals, you have to go to Beiman Mountain to worship the gods that our ancestors and princes deserved to enjoy in the royal tombs to be considered complete.

Go, go, the sooner this matter is done, the better. "

The two who had recovered from their shocks were about to reach out and grab his sleeves again, and forcefully dragged him away.

The three people present all knew that if Wang Yuan obeyed obediently at this time and followed them to Beiman Mountain in the wilderness, he would never come back again.

But at this moment, the "Little Book of Life and Death" in Wang Yuan's body suddenly lit up.

Snapped!
Wang Yuan showed his madness to the fullest, he threw off Wang Cheng's hand, and shouted angrily:

"Wang Xiaoliu! Brother Yuan is also what you can call him?!
I just bumped into a ghost last night, are you coming to bully me today?call uncle! "

The pair of eyes that were still frantic and frightened suddenly stared, and a fierce light burst out from the deep pupils.

Even though both Wang Cheng and Wang Cheng were strong, their faces turned pale at this moment, and they subconsciously took half a step back, even their breathing stopped for a moment.

In their eyes, it was as if a ferocious beast that was grinding its teeth and sucking blood suddenly came to life in this fool's body.

The tiger roars in the mountains and forests, all animals are silent!
"you"

After "Little Book of Life and Death" was activated, it obviously changed something about this unlucky Wang Yuan.

Command the life and death book, summon the generals to send Yan Luo!
If there is virtue in people, and in the world, there will naturally be "yin virtue".

But "yin virtue" is completely useless to people who are still alive. Only when a person's life span is exhausted will the amount of "yin virtue" in a lifetime be settled, and heaven and earth will give karma in the next life based on this.

Otherwise, how could there be such strange things as "killing people and setting fire to gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads without remains"?

And the core ability of this "Little Book of Life and Death" is not to summon spirits and dispatch generals, but to realize the "yin virtue" in real time, and use "yin virtue" as the pen and ink to modify the "Book of Life and Death"!
In other words, as long as there is something in the annals, it can be altered at will, and then turned into reality!
Wang Yuan's [fortune] has been extremely bad since he was born, and he is completely precarious surrounded by a group of clan members with ulterior motives.

The precious fate that was originally hard enough to scare ordinary ghosts into tears——[White Tiger Holding Power], was also firmly trapped by the dark clouds.

Longyou swims in the shallows, and the tiger falls in Pingyang, without showing the slightest prestige.

It wasn't until Wang Yuan borrowed the "Little Book of Life and Death" to break the situation, spent a thousand points of Yin Virtue, and almost wiped out the account, that he added a little [luck] to himself.

From the inevitable death: "-6, dark clouds overwhelm the top, the third fire will go out, it is fierce!" to: "-5, the sky is a ray of light, the third fire is swaying, fierce!"

at this time.

With the increase in luck, [White Tiger Standing Poses] also seems to be submerged in the water, and the tiger returns to the forest, immediately arousing three points of prestige.

It also created a glimmer of life for Wang Yuan in another fatal disaster.

It's just that Wang Yuan was also a little puzzled besides rejoicing.

He has a complete memory as soon as he lands in this life, and he doesn't remember any good things he has done in the past 15 years. Before he killed [Strange], he had inexplicably accumulated more than [-] Yinde.

Otherwise, just relying on the killing of [weird] would not be able to exchange for this bit of luck.

At this time, the two people on the opposite side were backed away by a trace of tiger threat from [White Tiger Standing], and the arrogance on their bodies suddenly disappeared by three points.

Wang Cheng turned pale for a while, but he was unwilling to admit that he would be afraid of a fool, and comforted himself:
'It seems that this kid was really frightened crazy, he dared to pretend to be big in front of me.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, I don't have the same knowledge as this idiot who has half a foot in the coffin. '

In addition to being ashamed and annoyed, he also remembered to put the patriarch's mission first, so he decisively lowered his posture and bowed to Wang Yuan with a smile:
"Yes, that's what you said.

Uncle Thirteen, will you come with us?Can't delay the business.

When you come back from Beiman Mountain, how about I take you to eat the mutton soup buns from Wangji Baozi Shop? "

It is not uncommon for an [-]-year-old man in the clan to call him Grandpa Zhitong. Wang Cheng didn't mind being taken advantage of by Wang Yuan, but he just wanted to send this fool to Beiman Mountain as soon as possible.

Wang Yuan's thoughts changed.

If he was tempted by delicious food before he regained consciousness, he might follow him in a daze.

Where can I still eat this set now?
Just about to think of a suitable excuse to put the two of them off, and create an opportunity to break through the "full strength" first.

"I"

At this moment, Wang Yuan's ears twitched, as if he heard something from the dilapidated courtyard not far away.

next moment.

He suddenly exploded, grabbing Wang Cheng's skirt, spraying all the saliva on his face:
"Yesterday when you asked me to pretend to be a 'corpse', you said that you would treat me to the sugar man in Luoyang City when you come back, where is my sugar man?
Wang Xiaoliu, you are always lying to me, you are not a good person at all.

Hmph, I'll go home and tell my grandpa to go to your house and spank your father's ass! "

This sentence is really normal for anyone in the village.

But it came from Wang Yuan's mouth.

Woo-!
Wang Cheng and the others suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing through the back of their necks, causing the two of them to shiver fiercely, and subconsciously took a step back.

In Daling Village, who doesn't know that Wang Yuan is an orphan who was wiped out by his relatives.

He is an orphan!
In the 200-year-old long house, apart from this dilapidated small courtyard in front of him, even his parents are gone, so how can there be any grandfather at home? !

But can a fool have the ability to lie?

The "Book of Corpse Accounts" that they put in the ancestral hall with their own hands reappeared in the minds of the two of them again, as well as the weird things that would definitely be drawn out.

Their scalps were numb, and they no longer had the arrogance of life and death at the beginning.

In this world where Taoism is manifested, the people who don't believe in ghosts and those who are foolish and bold have long since died.

'Damn it, what did this idiot see in the ancestral hall last night?He's crazy, and I'm going crazy too!

After finishing this errand, I have to go to Cuiping Tower and Hongxiu Zhao in Luoyang City to let those delicate and soft girls wash away their bad luck. '

At this time, Wang Yuan took the opportunity to turn around and open the gate of his small courtyard.

The two looked at the pitch-black bedroom in the rainy day. Although they couldn't hear the slightest human voice inside, a layer of fine white sweat came out from behind.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he watched Wang Yuan walk into the small courtyard.

The door was closed again, leaving only one sentence in place:
"Wang Xiaoliu, bring your double serving of mutton soup dumplings and sugar figurines, and use a sliding pole to carry your Uncle Thirteen up the mountain, otherwise I won't die."

In order to buy time, Wang Yuan did not reject them outright, but left room for both parties, so as not to let the two accomplices jump over the wall in a hurry.

Bang!
The two looked at the mottled and old courtyard door, neither of them had the courage to push it open again.

They gritted their teeth and stomped their feet in fear and hatred, but finally turned and left.

He didn't forget to swear in his mouth to embolden himself:
"This kid is really stupid, not only crazy but also hysterical, we will come back tomorrow.

Then call a few more people. "

"That's right, it's just a fool's hysteria."

however.

As soon as they left, an old but very kind voice came from behind the door:
"Ahem. Ah Yuan is back? I left you breakfast, don't forget to eat it in the pot."

(End of this chapter)