One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 9 You are a Blossoming Green Lotus

"Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky..."

Zhang Chulan felt that her bad luck for more than ten years had been concentrated in these few days, and her long-term peaceful life was broken in the worst way.

First, the grave of my grandfather was dug.

Then another group of strange people came into his life and messed it up, especially the messy crazy woman...

Inexplicably, I formally intervened in the world of "foreigners", which was not as wonderful as imagined.

Instead, it sucks.

Walking on the street alone, venting the depression in my heart.

"Little friend, please stay..."

Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stopped, and looked back for the person who called him.

A sloppy Taoist.

Or a beggar?

"Oh, I'm too unlucky, it's time for me to accumulate virtue..." Zhang Chulan sighed, took out a steel ball from his pocket and stuffed it into the opponent's hand.

"Go ahead, don't bother me."

The sloppy Taoist glanced at the coin, just smiled, and accepted it calmly, "Meeting is fate, why don't I make a fortune for my little friend?"

"It's not over, right, I'm in a bad mood right now!"

"I see that little friend Yintang has turned black, which is a disaster of blood and light. I will calculate again and again... My little friend Zugen has suffered a disaster, and recently he has been disturbed by Yin people. He is close to the game, and if he is not careful, he will be doomed... ..."

Zhang Chulan didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but when he heard what the other party said clearly, his heart skipped a beat, and he listened patiently without knowing it.

The more I listen to it, the more I feel the right taste, and it seems that there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Although what the other party said was not good.

But it hit the target.

"Master, then show me the way!" Zhang Chulan took out all the loose tickets from his pocket and stuffed them to the other party.

It's like grabbing a life-saving straw.

But the sloppy Taoist didn't take it this time, and returned everything else, leaving only the steel ball, "My generation of practitioners only seeks one fate method, and we can do it when our fate arrives."

"As expected of a master..." Zhang Chulan was a little bit emotional, but she still had an extra heart in her heart.

If the other party is really incapable, it's okay to say, but if he is really capable, then he can't say that he has just stepped out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth.

What happened before is somewhat a lesson, people should not be judged by appearances.

But be careful, be careful, it is a good thing that someone is willing to solve your problems for yourself, just when you are bored, and you want some answers to some things.

Maybe, can I ask?
"I've figured out if you've been plagued by bad luck recently, and you've had a lot of bad luck. Although you haven't seen blood yet, if you let it go, there will be endless troubles..."

"Yes, yes, the master is absolutely right."

The sloppy Taoist counted his fingers and said earnestly, "You have been robbed!"

"Ah?" Zhang Chulan's expression was cloudy and uncertain. He had kept his own place for so many years, how could a catastrophe befall him one day.

Is this guy reliable or not?

Doubts are doubts, but there is still some inexplicable conviction in my heart.

"However, there is still help."

"Master, how can I change my luck recently, match a Buddha or draw a talisman?" Zhang Chulan blinked, feeling that this routine really has a familiar sense of sight.

The sloppy Taoist choked on the other party's words, "Are you serious about asking the Taoist priest for Buddha?"

"Isn't that how I usually sell them?"

"Stop, stop, let's be serious!" The sloppy Taoist quickly stopped the other party from continuing, fearing that he would be led astray by this guy again, "You have only half-stepped into that threshold now, and it is easy to get out if you want to. "

"Then I'd like to ask Master to give me some advice, just tell me how much fate you need." Zhang Chulan bowed repeatedly and followed the other party.

Although the money is shy, if the other party is really willing to help me, the necessary thanks are indispensable.

Bankruptcy and disaster relief...

"The Daoist said, let's make a fate." The slovenly Taoist waved his hand and said with a smile, "Do you know who you are?"

Zhang Chulan was a little puzzled by this question, what kind of question is this, "I'm just an ordinary commoner, what's so strange..."

Could it be that some star is reincarnated and descended to earth, and I haven't heard the older generation say it.

"You are a different person, a person who is different from ordinary people."

Zhang Chulan's smile froze. Sure enough, the worst situation happened. The other party was also an outlier in the crowd just like herself.

Want to escape?Or look again?

Maybe not all of them are that bad...

Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, but he has kept a low profile for so many years, but someone still came to his door, and he also wanted an answer.

The so-called "full sex" is, the so-called "company" is, and so is the sloppy crazy woman.

One by one, the ghosts followed him.

The person in front of him, maybe too.

"I have encountered a lot of troubles recently, and each one has caused my head to get a little big...

Zhang Chulan sighed secretly, and her heart was suspended again, "So there is a reason why those troubles came to me, right?"

"Of course, do you want to know why?"

Zhang Chulan nodded, "Think!"

The sloppy Taoist paused for a moment, and said in an unhurried tone, "That starts with the Jiashen Rebellion in [-]..."

"..." Zhang Chulan shook her head, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

The sloppy Taoist still had that calm look, and walked forward slowly, "Alright, then I'll tell you a story, a story called 36 thieves and eight strange skills..."

Zhang Chulan's expression became serious, and he was no longer as unruly as he had pretended to be before.

His eyes were a little erratic.

The sloppy Taoist ignored him, and was just telling his own story, telling a story of a foreign world for decades from the perspective of an outsider.

Zhang Chulan just listened silently, only feeling that the answer in her heart became clear.

The war-torn era came to mind, when a group of strangers from all over the world gathered together.

Attract each other, lean on each other.

Afterwards, the astonishing and extraordinary Eight Miraculous Skills were born...

The origin of the Qi body, the two hands, the command of the soul, the Daluo Cave, the Tongtian, the Liuku Immortal Thieves, the Fenghou Qimen, and the magic tricks.

Around these eight unique skills, another bloodbath broke out in the alien world. Among the 36 thieves, there are many elite disciples of various sects, and these sects secretly compete for these eight forces under the pretext of cleaning up the sect.

At the same time, he is looking for the source of the birth of these eight miraculous skills, the person who cannot be avoided, who has no roots.

"Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan, you still don't know what kind of game you're going to get into. It's a good choice to choose to be alone now."

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to speak, she realized that something was wrong with the current environment. It was clear that she was still on the streets of the busy city before, but now she was brought to an uninhabited alley with just a few words.

The most important thing is that I didn't notice it from the beginning to the end.

"You, who the hell are you..."

The sloppy Taoist smiled and swung his sleeves, "Quan Xing, Huang Sheng."

(End of this chapter)