"Sky Eye!"

"Altar of Luck!"

"Sacrificial luck can guide chance!"

"Temple of Mercy and Grace, Diamond Sutra!"

Chen Yuan stiffened in place, and at this moment, under the influx of that cool aura, he vaguely saw the broken altar covered with blood-colored lines in his mind.

"It turns out... I have a golden finger! Chen Yuan flashed this thought.

"Chen Yuan, you're doing a good job!"

Huang Xing, the head catcher, praised him, stepped forward and patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, making his consciousness turn back instantly, and after that, he saw the blood flowing down the blade of the knife to his hand.

Iron Hand's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect to die at the hands of a small servant.

The long knife was inserted into the left heart of the iron hand, and the blade was not halfway in.

Chen Yuan gasped slightly, and a flash of happiness flashed in his heart.

Fortunately, he was clever and had already prepared a bag of lime powder to hide in his chest.

Otherwise, looking at Wang Ping's posture with the iron hand flying away, he will definitely not be much better.

"Good boy, I even hid a bag of lime powder." Huang Xing didn't care about Chen Yuan's sluggish expression.

thinks that he is under the oppression of the iron hand, and he has not come back to his senses for a while.

Chen Yuan squeezed out a smile: "After all, I killed this villain!" ”

"After you go back, this catcher will ask the county lieutenant for credit."

Huang Xing was very happy, killed the iron hand, and the county commander and the county lieutenant also had an explanation.

The head catcher seems to have an official body, and he has the background of the Huang family, a local snake, but if the county magistrate is unhappy, it will be very uncomfortable to pinch him.

"Uh... uh..."

Wang Ping's subtle voice came from not far away, and Chen Yuan quickly reacted, letting go of the knife in his hand and helping Wang Ping.

Without support, Iron Hand's body fell to the ground with a bang.

"How... Can you still move? Chen Yuan hugged Wang Ping and asked.

"Don't... Don't move, break... Broken ......"

"It's broken...... A few ribs... Fucking iron hands... It's really ruthless! ”

Wang Ping gasped.

Huang Xing, the head catcher, probed the iron hand, confirmed that there was no problem, turned around and walked in front of Wang Ping and said:

"This time, I will make a contribution to you, rest assured, there will be a reward."

"Thank you...... Mr. Xie. ”

Huang Xing's gaze became a little gloomy, swept over a few white servants, and said lightly:

"Send Wang Ping to the hospital."

He didn't criticize him too much, these white servants were a kind of servitude, they were okay to do their jobs, bully and bully the common people, but when it was time to play with their lives, they didn't have the courage at all.

……

……

Late at night.

Chen Yuan was lying on the bed, thinking about the consciousness that came to his mind today.

Goldfinger!

He also has a golden finger!

It's just that the difference is that his golden finger is a bit special, and he needs to absorb qi luck to induce it.

Otherwise, even if Chen Yuan did everything he could, he would not have any reaction.

And today, it is to absorb the mysterious luck of the iron hand.

It was only then that Goldfinger reacted.

His golden finger is called the Altar of Luck, and as long as he absorbs it, he can guide him to chance.

As for the Sky Eye......

It was a pupil technique that was introduced into Chen Yuan's mind after the Altar of Luck was triggered.

As long as you practice this pupil technique, you will be able to detect people with good luck within a hundred meters.

Kill him, and the luck on his body will be absorbed by the Altar of Luck.

Temple of Mercy and Grace, Diamond Sutra.

It is the opportunity to absorb the guidance of the iron hand.

"It's... Don't you want me to hunt the children of fortune in the world! ”

Chen Yuan was afraid for a while.

This is to embark on the road of a villain, and, without thinking about it, you know that those who can have luck may be geniuses with top martial arts qualifications.

There is a backstage behind these geniuses!

Hit the little to the old, the novel is already an old routine!

"And... Today, I killed someone! ”

At close range, a knife stabbed into the chest, and the iron hand did not blink an eye.

But what really shocked Chen Yuan was that he didn't have any abnormal performance, even... Somewhat excited.

Bloodthirsty.

This was a word that flashed through Chen Yuan's mind.

After a quarter of an hour of silence, Chen Yuan closed his eyes.

......

In the early morning, everything was silent, and the eastern horizon shone with a glimmer of light, carefully infiltrating the sky.

Ping'an County, North Gate.

A man in the uniform of a servant, riding a brown horse, left the county seat of Ping'an.

This person is Chen Yuan.

And the purpose of his trip was the message from the altar of luck in his mind, the Temple of Mercy and Grace, the Diamond Sutra.

The sky and the earth are big, and they are not as big as the golden finger!

This is the consciousness of a ten-year-old bookworm.

He hadn't slept well last night, and his mind kept thinking about the moment when Iron Hand was stabbed to death by himself, and the information that came to his mind.

Therefore, as soon as the sky dawned, I couldn't wait to rush to the destination of this trip.

Ci'en Temple, located in the north of Ping'an County, is a small temple, two hundred years ago in the Western Regions Buddhism preaching in the Central Plains, Buddhism monasteries began to bloom everywhere in the Jin Dynasty.

The Temple of Mercy and Grace is one of the most inconspicuous ones.

Looking at the world, the Temple of Mercy and Grace is nothing, but on weekdays, it is also full of incense.

Once, the predecessor often followed the uncle to burn incense and worship the Buddha, so Chen Yuan was not a stranger to the road.

Along the way, Chen Yuan was thinking about the information coming from the broken altar in his mind, and words such as luck and chance were constantly pondered by Chen Yuan.

It took nearly half an hour for Chen Yuan to arrive at the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

For example, today's disasters are everywhere, and the people's lives are more difficult, and there are many fewer people who go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to burn incense.

Leaving the horses to the monks and nuns in the monastery to take care of, Chen Yuan found a monk he knew and wanted to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take a look.

So pilgrims are not forbidden to enter.

"Are these all the Diamond Sutras in the temple?" Chen Yuan looked at the dozen or so scriptures in front of him and asked.

The green-robed monk smiled and bowed:

"The Diamond Sutra in the temple is all here, what is Chen Shi's main purpose?"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yuan explained:

"Uncle liked the Diamond Sutra the most during his lifetime, and in a few days it will be the death day of the uncle, Chen wants to take away all these scriptures and burn them to the uncle, hoping that the master can..."

The monk frowned slightly, and shook his head:

"Master Chen, if only one of these Diamond Sutras is taken away, the poor monk can still be the master, but taking them all away requires the consent of the host."

Chen Yuan smiled and handed over a tael of silver.

"I hope that the master can be accommodating for the sake of my filial piety."

The monk looked around, quietly put the silver in his sleeve, and folded his hands together:

"When the old benefactor Chen was alive, he often came to the temple to burn incense, and the poor monk naturally would not be unkind, and the host would probably agree."

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Yuan put away the scriptures and chuckled in his heart.

The law of true fragrance never goes out of style.

Even the monks are no exception!

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