The delicate Zen courtyard is withered and yellow.

The ripples outlined by the white stone have become chaotic, and the endless flow of water has come to an abrupt halt.

Shiro Tsuchima is obsessed with dreams, and his schedule is upside down for days, and taking sleeping pills is as easy as eating.

It naturally brings damage to the decaying body, and the appearance is half terrifying like a demon.

His hair was withered and his teeth were falling, his limbs were as thin as wood, his lips were chapped and bleeding from bloody scabs, and his eyes were bloodshot red.

The exposed green tendons on the back of the hand are inserted into the infusion tube to keep the fire of life from leaking.

The servant waited by and comforted, "Master! Go back and rest! The doctor said you won't live more than three days like this. ”

"Three days!"

Shiro Doma smiled hideously, his fingers tightly clenched the edge of the stone table, and said weakly, "I can't wake up when I sleep!" Soon! Soon! It's almost there, right? Three days is enough! ”

When the oil runs out, it's the best time to give it a go!

If you make a mistake, you will live two days less.

If the Dream Worm hadn't lied, it would have made a lot of money!

From then on, he can parasitize on the dragon, if the dragon does not die, he will not die, if the dragon dies, he will not necessarily die, immortality is just a basic operation, he wants to become a god above the dragon.

"It's coming! They have already come down from the helicopter! The head of the house only needs to wait a moment. The middle-aged servant replied.

As soon as the words fell.

Just listen to the "click".

The vermilion gate of the Zen Monastery was opened, and a group of black-clothed people entered with boxes, and one of them stood up and said, "The head of the house! The stuff has been brought back safely! ”

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Shiro Doma said three good words in a row, his thin palms trembled excitedly, and the moment he entered the code to open the metal box and touched the Book of Money, the smile on his face was even better.

Heroically waved his hand and said: "There is a reward, you all have a reward, each of you will be rewarded with a ......"

Shiro Doma's voice stopped abruptly, his cloudy eyes turned white, his face showed a look of pain, and he fainted directly to the ground without breathing.

"The head of the house! Go get the doctor or it'll be too late! ”

The servant shouted, stretched out his hand to sniff tentatively, and said, "It's no longer ...... No breathing! It seems to be too excited to pass directly! Rescue, can still be rescued. ”

“……”

Thousands of miles away in Jiangcheng, Li Sai watched Shiro Tsuchima through a satellite.

This guy is so weird!

If he is a man who wants to live a long life! But he went farther and farther on the road to death, and his life span of a year was ruined until there were three days left, and it seemed that he was ...... He is absolutely sure that he can turn the tables around.

Li Sai believes that even if all the leaked information is in the hands of one person, it is still not enough for the wisher to flip the table.

"I can't figure it out! didn't see the use of rejoicing, why can Shiro Doma be so confident? Li Xian was aroused by the curiosity in his heart and muttered to himself.

"Drop!"

A prompt came from the system, and he said: "The information that has been revealed so far, even if you have mastered the loopholes, your mentality should be similar to Wang Ao, this is the source of Shiro Doma's weirdness." ”

What is the mentality of winning in your hands?

Li Sai has a systematic calculation and has the most complete information, and he can't be so confident as Shiro Tsuchima.

The source of self-confidence is either ignorance or the possession of the intelligence to win.

Li Xian exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "I am sure that there are no obvious horses' feet left, it seems that you only need to wait for a while, and the medium will be triggered to know the answer." ”

In order to know the correct answer, I had to ...... I'm sorry! ”

Bite!

With a flick of Li Sai's fingers, the copper coin made a crisp sound, constantly flipping in mid-air, and with the moment the copper coin disappeared, Shiro Doma fell in response.

He is very intellectually curious, but not urgent.

As long as you live and you will know the answer after all, if you lose your life for a moment of curiosity, then there is no real loss.

Li Sai watched Shiro Tsuchima gradually lose his breath of life, and muttered in a low voice, "There are only three days left to live!" Do you look down on me Shenlong? You don't even need two copper coins to kill you. ”

The more knowledge he mastered, the more efficient the Shenlong Coin became, and Shiro Doma's heart was overloaded, and the last straw was enough to kill, and his life was worth only one copper.

“……”

Half an hour later.

In the Neon Country Zen Temple, Shiro Doma was lying flat on the ground.

A private doctor is doing resuscitation measures, along with a pacemaker at once.

The doctor shook his head and said, "It's hopeless!" The corpses are already cold! ”

It's cold!

When you come across the book of money, it's cold, and life is really full of joy and sorrow.

The middle-aged servant saw that Shiro Tsuchima had a note on him, put it away quietly, and kept the book of money for the time being.

"Ahem!"

The man in black next to him coughed twice, they were not very sad about the death of Shiro Tsuchima, and reminded euphemistically: "Mr. Murakami, is the reward of the head of the family still counted?" ”

Murakamiji nodded and said, "Count!" Absolutely! Although the head of the family died, he made a promise, not to mention his last words, and there would never be a penny. ”

The corners of everyone's mouths were slightly hooked, and they rubbed their hands and said expectantly: "Thank you!" ”

Murakami Temple waved his hand and said, "Go to the account room to get the money!" One will not be given to you less than any point. ”

One thousand?

Isn't it supposed to be 100 million? 10,000 yuan is not enough for a month's rent, but Shiro Doma really didn't say whether it was 100 million or 100 million, this time they were really sad, and they couldn't wait to do artificial respiration in person and bring Shiro Doma back.

The members of the Tuma family returned one after another to deal with their injuries and divide the inheritance.

Murakamiji opened the note, glanced at the content of the text, and exclaimed: "This is actually the wishing process of the head of the family, he wants to become the master of the dragon." ”

I thought it was a suicide note left in advance, but I didn't expect it to be the wish-making process written on it.

When people are old, their memories may not be missing, so Shiro Doma wrote his wishes on the paper word for word in order to make a wish without making a mistake.

"Perhaps...... Death is not simple, even if you take medicine and sleep on the stone table, I am afraid that you have received a revelation from the gods. ”

Murakamiji swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his heart couldn't help but thump, because this wish was very feasible, and the benefits were more than a hundred times greater.

Died just when he was about to summon the dragon, Murakamiji looked at the boundless sky, and immediately did not dare to delay the verification, and decisively triggered the medium of the Book of Money.

"Drop!"

Li Xi's face changed suddenly, and there was one more thing in the sacrificial space.

Sacrifice Message: Loyalty, Surrender, Humility.

"The medium of the Book of Money has been triggered! Who is greedy? ”

Li Sai knew that the Book of Money was located in the Zen Temple, and Shiro Tsuchima had just cooled down for a while, and the trigger was definitely not Shiro Tsuchima, but he was definitely a related person, and the probability of becoming a violator was very high.

The last murmur in his head ended, and the inexplicable summoning power was rewarded.

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