Chapter Seventy-Five: The Net

Why is Yuan Xing laughing? Of course, it's because of Jin Cicada's rare honesty, but an unexpected merit actually made Jin Cicada, who has always been "cold", react like this, which shows that merit is indeed a good thing.

And recalling his experience after becoming a monk, he can only be described by the word magic, a proper template for the protagonist of a cool novel, what kind of Buddhist walk is he who makes a boat for people, and he is clearly a subordinate cadre with a deep background to the grassroots gilding. After passing through a layer of gold, it will not become a "golden body" in the end.

The first time I crossed, it happened that there was a predecessor who crossed the town, and it was smooth sailing to do things, and when I left, I also gave a treasure jade with wonderful functions, if I accepted it at the beginning, I am afraid that it is almost congenital now.

The second time he crossed, Jin Cicada said that the situation was urgent, but in fact, he went to make a soy sauce, and it was the same with him or not, and when he came back, he also fished out a inheritance scroll, and he barely learned to be a god.

The third crossing, similar to the Republic of China period. Alarmist mission description, save the child? In fact, the air-raid shelter had been prepared before the air raid, and Yuan Xing only had to exert some effort to rescue the students and was slightly injured. The longest stay in this world, if you don't finally decide to stay and defend the city, it really becomes a vacation. That's it, and at the end, he also gained a lot of merit, which made Jin Cicada's style of speaking change.

And this time, the person who needs his "protection" is a powerful person with great resourcefulness, and he is guarded by a supreme master who can easily suppress him. He didn't think he could play much of a role in it, and he didn't think he would have to play the role of another paddling.

It is said that there are only three things, and once or twice may be a coincidence, but this is the fourth time. Strength, supernatural powers, merit? What can you get this time?

Yuan Xing found that the self-introduction of the golden cicada before was too modest, what kind of merit relics are these, and it should be called the Buddhist gilding system. This time and again, I was afraid that he would upgrade too slowly!

You don't have to put down the butcher's knife to eat fasting and chanting, why bother meditating and cultivating and vowing to endure humiliation?

There is no need to reincarnate four lives, let alone go through a hundred eons.

The system is in hand, and I wear it hundreds of times like this, and the arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas walk down one by one, which is called a comfortable and relaxed, novel...... Even if the hot-blooded upgrade online article is not enough, few dare to write it like this.

But is that really the case?

As a powerful Buddhist Huaizhen, after sitting in the demon fire for more than 200 years, he resolutely chose to be reincarnated, how desperate should he be at that time?

Looking optimistically, maybe it was because Huaizhen consciously felt hopeless and hoped that the next life would be easier, so he did something to Jin Cicada?

But if not...... Forget it, don't dare to think about it.

Anyway, his little fish is already in the net cast by others, but I don't know how big this mesh is, and whether to catch the big and let go of the small when the final harvest is made, or to catch all the nets.

After a series of thoughts flashed in his mind, the smile on Yuan Xing's face did not change in the slightest, he was only a sixth-order mortal now, and it was a little early to think about this. He moved his hands and feet, and then took out the rosary and sat down again.

"It's funny." He muttered and slowly closed his eyes......

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Zi said: People are old and treacherous, horses are old and slippery, and rabbits are old and eagles are difficult to take.

is probably a person like Jin Yuanzheng, who has extremely keen intuition. With many years of experience in Yin and being Yin, he can detect something wrong when there is a slight disturbance in the outside world, and he has secretly made preparations.

Yuanxing thinks that he doesn't match the word smart, but in the end he is the best person. On this day, when he saw that the nearby villagers were running in one direction in a hurry, he knew that something was wrong, and followed him to Jin Yuanzheng's residence with the backpack that had been prepared for a long time.

When I went to the place, there were a lot of people who were still familiar, they were the villagers of this village, there were men and women, old and young, and they all stood aside with solemn expressions, as if waiting for orders.

Jin Yuanzheng sat on the ground and drank tea, and when he saw Yuan Xing, he laughed: "There are always some people who don't want the old man to stop." ”

Seeing that he said lightly, Yuan Xing glanced around, and couldn't help frowning: "Master Jin, isn't Master Yang here?" At this time, he could faintly hear the shouts of thugs from outside the village, as if there were still many enemies.

"There is a master attacking, he naturally has to go out and sit in battle." Jin Yuanzheng waved his hand indifferently, and then snorted coldly: "But after retiring for a few years, some villains think that the old man has begun to cultivate his self-cultivation, and he doesn't want to think about it, where the old man has retired, how can it be so easy to attack?" ”

"The poor monk stays here?" Yuan Xing looked at the people around him again, as if he didn't have too high martial arts, he considered staying for close protection, no matter whether the task was reliable or not, he always had to use some energy to deal with it.

"Don't be so nervous, you can go outside and see how things are going." Jin Yuanzheng pointed to the men, women, and children standing below: "Here are all old people who have followed the old man for more than ten years, and I have some things to explain to them." ”

Since the other party said so, it's not good for Yuan Xing to stay here, which is obviously something he doesn't want to let himself hear. He didn't like to pry into other people's secrets, so he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

But the sage said: Don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning.

The so-called people are not as good as the sky, and no matter how completely prepared they are, they can't beat the accident.

Yuan Xing hadn't walked a hundred steps out of the courtyard when a cry came to his ears behind him, and he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly turned around and ran back.

When he re-entered the courtyard, Jin Yuanzheng was already covering his stomach and spreading out on the chair, and a dagger full of blood was thrown on the ground.

And the scholar beside him, who has always been low-eyed and careful, is being beaten in the middle by a crowd of people at this time. He completely ignored the severe pain on his body, and laughed wildly in his mouth: "Old thief, I have been incognito for fourteen years, just for this time, today, I have avenged the thirty-seven souls of my family, haha......"

Yuan Xing looked at Jin Yuanzheng, who was snow-white and full of pain under the support of several crying servants, and suddenly ......

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At dawn, the east lit up with the white of the fish's belly, the faint morning light overshadowed the moon's rays, and last night's heavy rain filled the air with moisture, and the river floated with thick morning fog, and the emerald green peaks on both sides were also obscured, and everything was hazy.

On the white surface of the river, a huge passenger ship split through the white mist, revealing a huge mast. The mountains are moving, the fog is moving, the ships are moving, ethereal and changing.

Unlike the beauty of the outside world, the cabin is a busy scene.

Several servants took turns walking in and out of a room, and when they entered, they carried clean water, and when they came out, the basin of water was already stained red.

Yang Le'an stood outside the door with his arms crossed, his face was pale, and he didn't say a word.

Yuan Xing also stood aside, his eyes roaming over the people coming and going, but his expression was full of helplessness and chagrin.

Jin Yuan was teaching him calligraphy every day during these days, and he was also a disciple of the ceremony, and the teacher could be said to have been assassinated in front of him, and he couldn't even say it.

As for the unfortunate fact that there are only two days left before the one-month protection period, it is only secondary.