The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 5

Lu Huangzhong called a tricycle, which was the kind of car with the engine in the front beeping and the three wheels behind it were open to the air.

The tricycle master is an enthusiastic middle-aged man. On a hot day, he flickers his hands to try to catch a little wind.

Seeing Fang Xiuping and Lu Huangzhong helping Han Zhu into the car, he reminded him:

"Girl, be careful, don't touch it! Come on, use this cloth to wipe over there before sitting down."

After saying this, the master driver handed over a rag that couldn't be called clean.

Han Zhu looked at the bench on the tricycle where countless people had sat on it, so that the wooden boards on it were worn smooth, and she felt a little suffocated.

The master of metaphysics, Han Zhu, is a bit of a clean freak, and he never sees a speck of dust.

But... this time is no different than before, I can only endure it.

Han Zhu raised his head and smiled at the tricycle master. Just by looking at his face, he knew that he was a simple and honest man who would be blessed in the future.

She nodded and smiled, took the rag, wiped the stool, and sat there next to her mother Fang Xiuping.

Lu Huangzhong sat on the stool opposite by himself.

While starting the tricycle, the tricycle master asked loudly, "Which way should I go? Front street or back street?"

Lu Huangzhong turned his face and looked ahead, amidst the sound of the engine, he said loudly: "Let's go to the back street, where you can buy some spare ribs, and go back to nourish Han Zhu's body!"

Feeling the deep care and love from this new cousin Lu Huangzhong, Han Zhu felt very comfortable.

She touched the heart, where a strong, healthy heart beat.

The girl Han Zhu is actually happy, in good health, with a mother who loves her and a cousin who cares about her.

Although she came from a poor background, although she looks shallow-sighted, even though everything around her makes Han Zhu, a master of metaphysics, feel so unbearable.

But... what are you afraid of, with Han Zhu around, everything will be fine.

As long as Han Zhu thinks about it, she will naturally re-climb to the highest level of the social pyramid she used to be in, and live her unsullied life again.

Of course, this time, you must never accommodate such a stinky man for the sake of being self-righteous and experiencing the happiest life of an ordinary woman!

At this moment, Han Zhu raised his eyes inadvertently, but saw a faint trace of black air on the street ahead.

That's something you don't usually see.

Han Zhu frowned secretly, and looked at the people in the car.

Everyone has their own destiny, but sometimes, an individual's destiny does not follow the track prescribed by his own destiny.

Because people live in this world, they will be affected by the surrounding environment.

As big as the universe and the earth, down to the surrounding flowers, plants, water and trees, these are the environments in which mortals live.

Of course, some might call it Feng Shui.

As for Han Zhu, he likes to call this: luck of the environment.

A city has a city's luck; a street has a street's luck.

The luck of the environment has a great influence on the person himself.

For example, a person with double fortunes should be very lucky in wealth. Such a person may have a lot of money when he comes to a big city, and he will be on the wealth list; , was born in a small mountain village, grew up in a small mountain village, and never left this small mountain village for the rest of his life. Maybe he can only raise a few more pigs that are more shiny than others in his life.

For another example, if there was a major earthquake in a certain city, and tens of thousands of people died, should those tens of thousands of people die by accident?No, God wanted to kill people, so he wouldn't go to such great lengths to collect a boatload of damned people.

Tens of thousands of people die in a city, just because the fate of those tens of thousands cannot match the great luck of the city.

Of course, among them, there are a few who can escape from death, and they must all be fateful and lucky, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)