Not... Hello everyone, my name is Asimov, I just turned eighteen this year, there are no women, yes, I am a single dog. I am known as the unlucky star Asimov, and whoever comes close to me will be unlucky, not only for myself, but also for others.

When I was young, I was driven out by the villagers, because the village was washed away by the mountain flood as soon as I was born, and as I grew up, the people around me became more and more miserable, yes, I was the source of the disaster.

When I woke up this morning, I found that I didn't know where I was? In retrospect, I was taken away by a thunder tiger last night, and then the thunder tiger was actually killed by thunder, it was all my fault!

When I was hungry and panicked, I was looking for some wild fruits in the grass to satisfy my hunger, but I was pulled out by something, and then I crashed into the trunk of a tree and fainted.

When I regained my consciousness, I met these three people, Lei Yin Temple Shiqing, Halal Taoist Guan Shasha, and the black servant of the Dark Demon Clan, a strange combination.

Then again

Under the moonlight, Asimov lay on the stone, and the paralysis finally passed. Looking up at the side, Shi Qing was meditating, Sasha was lying next to him and was asleep, and the black servant was nowhere to be seen.

Sasha leaned over to Shiqing in a daze, curled up and fell asleep, her head resting on his thighs, feeling a little cold.

Shi Qing opened his eyes, the night was slightly cool, because of the cultivation of the exercises, he didn't feel cold, now that it was autumn, this slight natural change was insignificant for cultivators, it could be said that he didn't feel anything. However, yarn is just a little stronger than ordinary people, and it will be hungry and feel the weather alternating between hot and cold. His hand was gently placed on her shoulder, and the exercise helped her warm up from the cold.

The next morning, there was some fog.

Asimov lay on the ground all night, his body stiffened, and slowly got up and moved.

The black servant added some firewood, took three pancakes from his baggage, and slowly roasted them next to the fire. Shi Qing and Shasha practiced beside them, playing kung fu to warm their bodies and stretch their muscles and bones.

Asimov sat next to him far away, afraid that they would be unlucky because of themselves, watching Shi Qing and Sasha practicing, and also looking curiously, secretly remembering in his heart, he was just an ordinary person, for immortal cultivators, he still longed in his heart, and he had fantasized that if he could cultivate, would he change his fate, and each sect recruited new disciples, and he went, but every time he was disappointed. When he came back to his senses, a big face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was startled: "Ah!"

Sasha stared at Asimov and said, "You want to cultivate?"

Asimov sat down on the ground, looked up at Sasa, and said with some longing in his eyes, "Can I? They say that I am the worst in my bones, and that I am born with bad luck, and it is absolutely impossible." ”

Shasha nodded and said, "Indeed, it's quite bad, it's a fool's dream to want to cultivate." When bandaging him, Shi Qing said that he was just an ordinary mortal.

Hearing this realistic answer, Asimov lowered his head, his eyes full of loss, it seemed that it was really impossible.

Sasha looked at him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "There is nothing impossible in this world, since others don't give you a chance, you can create your own zào." Isn't it just cultivation, if you don't have talent, then work hard. Ten years is not too late, a dream in a hundred years!"

Asimov was a little excited when he heard Sasa's encouragement and asked, "Can I?"

Sasha said seriously: "You can, work hard, take advantage of your natural bad luck, maybe you will become a god." ”

Asimov's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Become a god..."

Sasha looked at Asimov and said seriously: "Well, become a god, you can become a god of mold!"

Asimov nodded, feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Sasha said again: "Work hard!" Smelling the fragrance of the pancakes, she turned to leave, and the black servant who came in an instant looked at the pancakes with her eyes shining, and her saliva was about to flow out.

Shi Qing looked at Sasha and said irresponsibly, shook his head, cultivation is not an easy task, came to Asimov's side, and said, "As soon as you enter the sect, you will be out of the world. There must be something extremely dangerous going on, are you sure you want to cultivate?"

Asimov hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and said: "I... I'm sure I'm homeless, I'm alone, and I'm free. ”

Sasha took a bite of the pancake and said: "I think no matter how dangerous he is, he will not die, what he has experienced in this life, which is not an uncertain matter of life and death, he has not died in this wild forest, he is still a mortal, I think there is luck in his bad luck." ”

The black servant said: "I agree with the master, and if you look closely at Asimov, you think it is a miracle. "Divide the baked pancakes between Shi Qing and Asimov.

Asimov took the pancake and swallowed his saliva, he hadn't eaten food for a long time, he drank mountains and water to quench his thirst and eat wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and devoured it.

Sasha looked at Asimov as a hungry ghost and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke yourself!" Don't really choke to death when the time comes.

Asimov nodded, his nose was a little sour, a little choked, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, it was the first time that someone was so good to him, and he was treated indifferently wherever he went.

Sasha said, "Eat as much as you want, don't cry!

Asimov nodded, put away his feelings, calmed down, and continued to eat the pancakes.

After eating the pancakes, Sasha licked her fingers, looked at Asimov and said, "Then do you want to be a monk or a Taoist?"

Asimov was stunned for a moment and said, "To be a monk or a Taoist?"

Shasha nodded, stood up and walked in front of him, looked down at him, and said: "Do you want to learn the Tao or the Dharma, you learn the Dao, once you enter the Buddha's door, it is as deep as the sea, and you will never see the meat in your mouth." ”

Shi Qing glanced at the yarn, and the yarn pouted and turned her head to the side, this is a fact!

After careful consideration, Asimov knelt down and kowtowed to Shi Qing and said, "Disciple to meet Master! Please accept me as an apprentice, Master Shi Qing." ”

Shi Qing looked at Asimov expressionlessly, and said: "Buddhism is broad and profound, participating in Buddhism and enlightenment is not achieved in a day, and there may not be results. ”

Asimov said: "Asimov is alone, how can he have grievances, he has no regrets about the red dust, he is willing to always accompany the ancient Buddha of the green light, even if there is no result, the disciples have no regrets." ”

Shi Qing smiled, bowed his head slightly, stretched out his hand to help Asimov, and said: "Okay, accept you as a disciple for the teacher, and since you enter my Buddhism, you are no longer Asimov, and the teacher named you Yi Zhen, okay?"

Yi Zhen said excitedly: "Okay, good! The disciple knocked on the master." ”