I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 97: The Art of Seeking Luck (Updated in the early morning, please read it later)
The bald man was startled at first, his vision blurred for a moment, and he vaguely felt that something had been taken away from him.

But what it was, he didn't know, it was just the feeling at that moment.

He was stunned for a moment, and then kicked Zhang Jun.

"You brat, you wish me a happy New Year, but I don't have any New Year's money to give you!"

But who knows, Zhang Jun is far more flexible than he thought.

Even though in reality, because he has no aura, he has not mastered the star-chasing and shadow-chasing movement, he understands the basic changes of this movement. He steps back lightly and follows the other leg forward. He took a step, shook his body and turned around, his figure fluttering across the curtain a few meters away.

"stop!!"

The bald man was stunned for a moment because he didn't see clearly where Zhang Jun was hiding. He raised his hand and started scratching around.

This frightened the lady boss next to her, and she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

But the bald head was afraid that Zhang Jun would run away, otherwise it would not only be embarrassing, but also a source of criticism.

He didn't want to go back in despair, just to make those bumpkins in flower shirts laugh.

Facing the proprietress who rushed towards her, the bald man glared at her fiercely and pushed her away: "Get out of here, I bought all these."

As he spoke, he shouted: "Get out of here, kid!!"

The fabric hanging high in front of him became more and more messy, and the bald man tugged at it angrily.

There was a sound of "Click!!", and then the iron rod hanging the fabric on it tilted, and the curtain fabric fell down with a crash, covering the bald head underneath in an instant. Before the bald head could struggle out, a sound followed. An iron rod was smashed straight down. By coincidence, the end of the iron rod was facing the bald head.

"Dangdang!"

Even the proprietress was dumbfounded now, watching helplessly as the bald head wrapped in cloth fell straight to the ground.

It stayed stagnant for a few seconds until blood gradually seeped out from inside.

The landlady’s eyes widened: “Someone is killed!!”

The originally noisy market suddenly exploded into chaos, and people watching the excitement outside suddenly poured in.

Everyone scrambled to pull the bald head out and found that he was still alive, so they hurriedly carried him out.

Looking at the bald man being carried away, Zhang Jun quietly walked out of the crowd.

"This trick works quite well!"

Zhang Jun glanced at the bald man who was being carried away. Before he was carried out, he bumped into a tricycle next to him in a panic. As luck would have it, there was a large piece of glass pulled on top of the tricycle. When the glass tilted, he could see it. About to fall down.

"Hey hey..."

The faces of the two people holding up the bald heads changed. They were so scared that they let go of their hands. As a result, the glass did not fall. There was a rope behind it that just held the glass. But when everyone relaxed, they found that the bald man had rolled in. It went into the smelly ditch nearby.

"Hey!! It's just my bad luck, you can't blame me."

Zhang Jun shook his head.

I remembered what my master said to me in the woods yesterday.

"It's too difficult to teach you Taoism.

Teaching you martial arts is too slow.

I can only teach you the technique, which is easy to learn but difficult to master.

Those so-called strangers in the world, 90.00% of them are just sticks at first glance. They just know a little magic and feel that they are different from ordinary people.

As everyone knows, if there is a way, there is no technique, and if there is a technique, there is no way to stop at the technique.

So for so many years, their skills have been passed down from generation to generation, but they haven't achieved anything. This is the reason.

Having said that, time is running out now, so I can only teach you spells first. But spells, if not used properly, will backfire on you and leave a legacy of disaster.

However, this set of techniques taught to you by your master has another wonderful effect.

This set of spells is called [luck seeking]

In the early Qing Dynasty, a Taoist priest named Hongji created this technique.

This technique does not hurt anyone, does not damage one's own luck, and does not take advantage of unreasonable cause and effect.

It's all because of this technique, it's about other people's luck.

No matter what you shout, others will be short of luck, but there is a prerequisite: your fate is greater than that of the other person!

Otherwise, not only will you not be able to take away other people's luck, but you will lose your own luck. "

"Master, how do I know if the other person's destiny is smaller than mine or greater?"

"Hey, this is the interesting part. You were lucky, but your parents were short-sighted and ruined your life for nothing. The five elements are in the death and death palaces in the parasitic twelfth palace, which is very unlucky. , an ominous situation of certain death.

But if you are lucky enough to get a ray of luck, regain your soul and borrow energy, and come back to life from the dead, your fate will be even more different.

(Note: Fate and luck here are separate! One fate, two luck and three feng shui means, so don’t ask again, if your fate is broken, can you still have luck?)

After resurrecting your soul, you are still essentially a broom star, but you are able to bring good fortune to every adversity, turn misfortune into good fortune, and turn every disaster into good fortune.

It can be said that there is a ferry in front of the Duantou Bridge, and you can meet a noble person in the midst of all difficulties.This is an extremely rare destiny. There are only a few people in the world who have a destiny greater than yours. You are so unlucky that you may never encounter it in your life.

It doesn't matter even if the other person's fate is greater than yours.

He took away your luck, but without your destiny, he would also be unlucky, and he would still have bad luck for eight lifetimes.

It's just that you two are unlucky together.

The only thing to note is that the luck you seek has side effects. During this period, your own blood consumption will be accelerated. The more luck you seek, the stronger it will be, and the higher your own consumption will be.

To put it bluntly, it is to trade one's own life for someone else's luck.

So, you kid, you should squander your luck as soon as possible. If you can’t squander it, you should get rid of the spell as soon as possible. Eat well, drink well, and stay in bed for a few days to survive...

......"

Looking at the bald man who was finally lifted out of the smelly ditch, Zhang Jun pursed his lips, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The condition of the bald head was clearly seen by several other companions who were observing in the dark.

For a moment, several people looked stunned.

“What is this guy doing in there??”

"I don't know, I don't understand it either."

Several people looked at each other, dumbfounded from beginning to end, not understanding the bald man's operation, but one thing was certain, this guy had disabled himself.

"You can't afford to die, you are so obsessed with your eyes!" Hua Shirt cursed the most in dialect, but a few people on the sidelines didn't understand what he meant.

"There were originally five of us, but now there are only four left. This kid must be wary. What should we do?"

"Wait! I don't believe he won't come out. The worst is to wait until night. Then we'll see where this kid runs."

After some discussion, they decided to take turns to keep watch, one person for three hours, and the others would find a place to rest, and then start again in the evening.

On the other side, after Zhang Jun took away the luck of being bald, it seemed as if there was really a force helping him.

I bought a scratch-off ticket and won 5000 yuan.

So I bought another one.

The result this time was even more outrageous, and he won [-] yuan directly.

While winning the lottery, Zhang Jun could also feel that something disappeared from him.

This feeling is very slight. If he hadn't cultivated the extremely sharp senses of the Liver Master Long Yan, he probably wouldn't have noticed this mysterious thing.

I walked around and found a kind of luck blessing me wherever I went.

At noon, I wanted to eat, but as soon as I took two steps, I was enthusiastically stopped by a waiter at the door of the hotel, selling their tonkotsu ramen.

Indicates that the hotel is holding an event for big eaters.

The activity is simple. Eat a large portion of ramen in 15 minutes. Not only will your order be free, but you will also get a 500 yuan voucher.

It only took Zhang Jun 6 minutes to eat two large bowls of soup and drink all the soup.

This bowl of ramen can feed three men from the north. If it were from the south, even five adult men wouldn't be able to finish it.

I ate two bowls in 6 minutes, which immediately made my boss doubt his life.

After eating, Zhang Jun ordered some furniture in the mall.

Especially mattresses, sofas and other supplies.

As a result, we were all lucky, and everything was completed smoothly along the way.

It went so smoothly that Zhang Jun could hardly hang out in the mall for too long, so he simply turned around and walked into the nearby wholesale market for a wander.

“Why hasn’t anyone taken action yet??”

Zhang Jun glanced back and made sure that no one was following him, but he couldn't help but feel secretly disappointed. He felt that the bald man's luck was about to run out.

If luck has a price, then the luck of a bald head is really not worth much.

After only a few uses, I feel like it's about to be exhausted.

If the bald man heard Zhang Jun's words at this moment, I don't know how he would curse in his heart.

Just when Zhang Jun was unable to complain about the bald head's lack of luck.

He glanced at the sign in front of the Hanfu Studio in the market: "Private customization, ladies' clothing boss!" Eight words.

Zhang Jun's eyes suddenly lit up. He remembered that the person staring at him today was definitely not the bald one. The others must be hiding nearby and continuing to stare at him from a distance.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun smiled and remembered the famous saying: "Since you don't come to me, I will go to you."

Immediately he glanced left and right, lowered his head, and quickly walked into the Hanfu studio...

PS: I can’t hold it any longer, so I’m going to bed. Good night, good morning...

(End of this chapter)