After touching the refugees, Xi Tong understood a lot of things.

For example, when this product was still in the mother's womb, the fetal heart rate stopped several times, the umbilical cord wrapped around the neck, and it almost took nine deaths to come to the world.

I was born with a high fever, and the hospital directly gave Bian Que three consecutive - it can't be cured, wait for death, and say goodbye.

In the end, there was really no way, so the family took him to burn incense and worship the Buddha, begging God to ask the ghost, not to mention, he really asked it.

"This woman...... Oh, this son, his life is riddled with calamities, and the only way to avoid disasters is to break his wealth, for example, to give 100,000 sesame oil money to this temple. Otherwise, I am afraid of my life. ”

When Nanming grew up, he encountered bad luck every day.

When the head broke and the blood flowed, the family smiled happily, if there was no disaster or disease for a period of time, the family was sad and bleak, and secretly contacted the funeral home.

It wasn't until later that the refugees first came into contact with Penguin and used QQ for the first time.

His life has finally undergone a earth-shaking change, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has changed his life against the sky.

"QB is wrong again, it's this Xi Tong again, my tail number is 6, his tail number is 9, why can't I remember it clearly. Wait, what's my tail number? ”

"Paralyzed, deceived by a liar again, hastily!"

"Grass mud horses, number thieves, penguin technicians are all stone-eating!"

"It's all 1000QB, can't you give a fire unicorn? Don't give? Then another 1000QB! ”

", kill me 13 times when you're only level 6, paralyzed, you think you eat spicy hot! Today's ranking is ten consecutive kneeling. ”

"Broken to pieces, broken to peace. Lao Tzu doesn't play anymore - forget it, it's so fragrant. ”

Nanming spends money like water, and all of it is spent in games.

If this matter is placed in other homes, it is absolutely a mixed fancy, however, after Nanming's parents and grandparents found out, they happily set off firecrackers and fireworks.

Because, their son (grandson) can finally grow up peacefully.

Isn't it just money, let's spend it, spend it hard.

This is called breaking wealth and preventing disasters, and this is called spending money to buy life.

It's worth it!

The parents also set up a sign at home, offering three incense sticks in the morning and evening, thanking them for giving their children a new life.

Xi Tong couldn't help but sigh that Penguin Company is really a Buddha of all families, saving countless people in the past 20 years, and his merits are immeasurable.

Then, Xi Tong was even more emotional, Zhao Dachuan obviously knew Nanming's future achievements, but he knew the man, and let his fierce life be a man.

Zhao Dachuan is a person with great luck, the son of the plane of the Mandate of Heaven. But he just wanted to subdue Nanming, this is the birthday star hanging himself.

If he stayed away from Nan Ming and kept his distance, even if he was in the same classroom, Nan Ming's bad luck would not affect him.

But Zhao Dachuan is smart and invites Nanming to eat, karaoke, and take a bath, although he will encounter sweeping pornography every time, but Zhao Dachuan still perseveres, thinking that this is a great task that will descend from heaven, so he attaches more importance to Nanming.

Later, Zhao Dachuan used the excuse of letting Nanming run errands for himself, and then justifiably gave Nanming activity funds, and constantly used money to buy Nanming.

In Zhao Dachuan's mind, Nan Ming's ability must have been awakened after the revival of the aura, and before that, Nan Ming, like a normal person, was a little unlucky at best.

Zhao Dachuan didn't know that the year-long intimate contact had already caused him to be full of bad luck, but the son of the plane was lucky, and his bad luck had no hole or opportunity to take advantage of.

Until, Zhao Dachuan met Xi Tong.

Thinking of this, Xi Tong couldn't help but shudder, he had stolen a lot of bad luck and bad luck and blood and light just now.

Originally, I was thinking of settling accounts with Zhao Dachuan, but now it seems that it is still dormant for a few days, and I will talk about it after this wave of bad luck disappears.

At this time, there was a "ding" sound in my mind.

"Master, this system has collected enough information and samples, and has successfully comprehended the new function [Scroll Production], the current level is Lv1, and you can make scrolls below 1 star."

So fast?

Xi Tong thought it would take three and a half years, and it seems that Tamil has gained a lot of benefits from the elves in the past two days.

"What do you need from me?"

"Paper, blood, aura."

Xi Tong was stunned, the paper is okay to say, it can be bought, what is the matchmaker? If you haven't heard of it, the aura is difficult for people, and now the whole earth can't find a trace of aura.

"The paper can be A4 paper, the master of your blood has the power of the red dragon, it is a very high-quality magic material, if you have aura...... Master, you have three auras in your body. ”

"Damn, you said that these three groups of bad luck are aura?"

"Yes, and it's a high-quality aura, a more high-end existence than ordinary earth, water, fire, and wind."

Xi Tong is confused!

Isn't it said that after the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a spirit - oh no, you are not allowed to be extraordinary until the aura is revived?

Xi Tong immediately thought, if he is not allowed to be extraordinary, what is his ability? Local variation in a part of the body? What are these skills of Savage Iron Fist? Practicing Kung Fu?

If you think about it carefully, your ability has nothing to do with your aura, so you can awaken and use it even if you don't have aura.

Nanming also belongs to this type, but his abilities are uncontrollable and cannot bring any benefits.

As for the assertion that "there is no transcendence before the revival of aura", it was put forward by those brick beasts in the future world, and Zhao Dachuan was convinced of it. Together, Xi Tong was also wound into the ditch.

I bought four packs of A4 paper at a roadside stationery store, and spent a total of 92, and the stingy boss was reluctant to give up even a fraction of the 2 yuan.

After a turn around the alley, the A4 paper disappeared.

"Master, I'm going to have my blood taken."

"Let's pick it."

I didn't even need a needle, my arm just itched a little, and the 300 ml of blood was gone.

Then, the bad luck, bad luck, and blood and light disasters in the body are all gone.

In the system space, the A4 paper was flat and suspended in the air, and a cloud of blood soaked in the middle of the paper, and in the blink of an eye, the snow-white paper turned a deep dark red.

The gray bad luck is controlled by the system and attached to the "magic paper", and the pen is snake-walking, winding and twisting, outlining one strange and inexplicable pattern after another in the blink of an eye.

When the paper was completely covered by the lines, Xi Tong seemed to hear a loud roar, and the light on the paper was bright, and then it was dim for a moment, and the energy released was instantly restrained, without the slightest leakage.

And then the second one! The third one!

"This is a 1-star Beginner Bad Luck Curse Scroll (50 ml of blood), which can be cast to cover the target for the next 7 days, and everything will not go well."

"This is a 1-star mid-level Curse of Doom Scroll (100 ml of blood), which can cause the target to be doomed for 1 day after casting, although the time is shorter, but the curse is more powerful, and can cause substantial damage to the target."

"This is a 1-star high-level Blood Light Curse Scroll (150 ml of blood), after casting, it can cause the target to encounter a blood light disaster within 1 hour, and the curse must be seen to remove the curse."

Xi Tong couldn't help but gasp, it turned out to be a curse scroll, and the effect was so strong.

Crucially, the Cursed Scroll requires no physical contact, allowing it to lock onto its target with a single movement of the mind, and there is no distance limit.

Xi Tong silently thought to Zhao Dachuan in his heart, "Let's have a bloody disaster first!" ”

A scroll burned strangely, the paper curled up, and all the blood-colored smoke curled up.

The scroll burned out, and the blood-colored mist condensed, eventually turning into strange runes and disappearing.