Chapter 218 Poplar Roots

After the last, it is also Mu Chen's most inexplicable and mysterious harvest. It was the nameless old man he met.

That old man turned out to be an alien, and after death, his ability was absorbed by Mu Chen.

According to Mu Chen's experiment, absorbing the ability of the old man, the spiritual shadow presented in his mind was an eye with clouds and mist in the pupils.

After Mu Chen used this ability, he found that every person he saw, even behind every animal and plant, there would be strange clouds and mist.

He walked around the street and summed up some patterns.

The stronger the person, the more clouds.

The richer the person, the more clouds.

The more powerful the warrior, the more clouds and mist.

The complexion is ruddy, and at first glance, it seems that there is a happy event coming to the door, and the more clouds and mist there are.

Dejected, as if encountering something difficult, the clouds are slightly less.

Moreover, the clouds behind each person are not constant. Mu Chen found that there were many rich people on the road, but the money bag was stolen by a thief on the road, and the clouds behind him would be thinner. And some people, picking up money on the road, the clouds behind them will be faintly thick.

In addition, Mu Chen looked at the people around him. The strange clouds behind Bole and Bai Pianpian were the most, and they were equal. And Mu Chen looked at himself again, but found that the clouds behind him were dense and viscous, and even revealed a faint gold, almost covering his entire back.

You must know that even if he has seen the most clouds and mist Bole, the clouds and mist behind him are just the thickness of his arm. And the clouds behind him were already connected, as if a cloud in the sky had drifted down!

With doubts, Mu Chen opened the dirty book from the old man. Looking at the contents of the book, it turned out that this book is like a diary, recording the life experience of the old man. There are not many diaries, only a few dozen pages. The handwriting is sloppy, and at the beginning you can see that the handwriting is immature, as if written by a teenager, and then it soon becomes square and rigid, as if people are middle-aged, and the most disorderly is already messy, as if they are unable to hold a pen in old age, but a wisp of hatred between the ink skimming is deeply conveyed

"I have a strange ability! It's amazing, there's a cloud floating behind everyone, but there's very little cloud behind everyone, and no more than the size of a finger. And the clouds behind me are the size of a fist, bigger than all of theirs, by the way, the clouds behind my best friend Luo Fugui are the second most I have ever seen, only half less than mine. I don't dare to tell others about this ability, for fear of being taken away as an evil spirit, and a year ago, a person who breathed fire was taken away by them and burned to death at the execution ground."

"Today, the neighbor's Zhang Laohan died. Yesterday, I saw that the cloud behind him was gone, and it was strange that today he died"

"The tiger of the old Yang family also died. I saw that the cloud behind Huzi was gone, and I knew that he was going to die, but no one believed me, and the old Yang family said that I cursed Huzi to death."

"I don't talk to anyone anymore. I'm scared of the look in their eyes."

The handwriting began to change, and it seemed like a few years had passed.

"I'm eighteen years old! I finally know what the clouds behind the people are, and I also know what my abilities are! This is a supernatural ability, I can see people's luck! I have a pair of luck eyes!"

"I found that I could increase the luck of others in a short period of time! I increased the luck of the dead Huzi's father, and as a result, he found a good job and moved away the next day, but unfortunately a few days later, I heard that he was thrown back because he did not do a good job. It should be that the increased luck is gone. I feel like I can permanently increase my luck to others, but it seems to come at the cost of my life."

"I decided to increase the luck of my best friend Luo Fugui! I used thirty years of life to increase his luck, and now the clouds behind him are many, many times more than mine. I became middle-aged, but I don't regret it, because Fugui is my best friend. ”

"Fugui is gone, I heard that I went to be a soldier. Good luck to him!"

"Fugui has made meritorious contributions, I heard that he captured the prince of what country, and now he is a captain?"

"It's been a year, and there is no news from Fugui. I've heard people say that Fugui has become a great general, and he has changed his name. ”

The pen turned, revealing a little hatred.

"That's him! Luo Fugui! Change your name to Luo Tianci! That's not a godsend, I gave it to you! You ungrateful villain! You also sent someone to break your leg, afraid that I would take away your luck! Don't think that five hundred taels of silver can buy me!"

"Forget it, just because I don't have this friend. I used 500 taels to buy a small courtyard, and I also ransomed a young lady from a down-and-out aristocratic family. Her name is Cui'er, I love her very much, and I am about to get married. ”

"I love her so much. But her luck was so bad. I used 20 years of life to give her a boost in luck, and I hope she will be safe."

"She's missing, I can't find her. She also took the remaining fifty taels of silver. ”

"Cui'er! Liang Cui! She actually took my money to participate in the palace draft!

"I heard that Cui'er was favored by the emperor and became a concubine. This unsympathetic woman!"

"My house was confiscated by the government, I heard that it was the meaning of a certain lady in the palace, it was Cui'er, she was pregnant with the dragon seed!"

"Oh, my good brother, the woman I love the most. You have all rebelled against me and forsaken me. I let you soar, I let you have a bright future, I let you soar into the sky. But as a result, you are all worried that I am jealous of you, that I have taken away the luck that belonged to me again, and I want revenge! But I am just a bad old man with a broken leg, how can I take revenge?"

"Give me a man, give me a man of great luck! I am willing to use the rest of my life to increase his luck! I only ask him to kill that ungrateful villain, that ungrateful slut, after Tengda, and relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Mu Chen finished reading everything and finally understood the cause and effect. Sighing.

That old man, named Yang Shugen, awakened his ability as a child, can see through the luck of others, and can consume his own life to increase the luck of others. He did not hesitate to consume his thirty years of life to increase the luck of his companion Luo Fugui, who had thin luck, but after Luo Fugui got his luck, he soared into the sky and never came back. On the contrary, he was afraid that Yang Shugen would regain his luck, so he sent someone to break his legs, and threw five hundred taels of silver at him, and there was no more contact.

Yang Shugen was emaciated, redeemed the down-and-out aristocratic lady Liang Cui, and fell in love with her. He did not hesitate to consume her life again to increase her luck. But the latter betrayed him again, took his money, entered the palace as the emperor's concubine, and also sent someone to seize the property of Poplar Root!

Since then, the poplar tree roots can only sleep on the streets, begging for a living. A gambling ruffian discovered the ability of Poplar Root, so every time before entering the casino, he asked Poplar Root to increase his luck, and after winning money, he bought a meal for Poplar Root. Sometimes they don't give him food even if they win, and they drag it out until the time when their luck increases, and when the riffraff loses money, they will come out and punch and kick Yang Shugen. These are vividly expressed between the lines of the diary.

And at the end of the day, Mu Chen finally understood why the old man was surprised when he saw him, because he saw the rich luck behind him.

Fortune is constantly changing. And that night, Mu Chen wiped out the blood blade, obtained treasures such as the space ring, and also obtained three powerful abilities. Of course, the cloud of luck behind him was extremely strong, and after being seen by the old man, he immediately thought that Mu Chen was the one who could help him.

Maybe it's because he has been looking forward to it for too long, maybe it's because Mu Chen helped him drive away the gangsters, or maybe the old man has long wanted his life of misery and betrayal. He made a desperate bet and turned his last lifespan into luck to Mu Chen, and before he even had time to make his request, he closed his eyes and left.

From the diary, Mu Chen knew that Yang Shugen was only twenty-nine years old. is in the prime of life, but he looks like an old man who is about to die.

Mu Chen sighed, and said firmly to Yang Shugen's diary, "Your revenge, I will avenge you." I will carry the heads of both of them and apologize for your sins at your grave!"

A gust of wind blew, rattling poplar roots' diary, and then closed it. It was as if an old man had closed his eyes peacefully.

Mu Chen put Yang Shugen's diary into the space ring, and said to himself, "Liang Cui, Liang Guifei, it turns out that the mother of the second prince is such a character, and sure enough, if there is a mother, there must be a son! Such a merciless slut, it is not a pity to die!"

"As for Luo Tianci Luo Fugui, a treacherous villain, damn it!"

Mu Chen Yangtian sneered, "Emperor Li Zhengzheng, your noble lady is unkind and unfaithful. What kind of thing will your women and your men be unfaithful and unjust?"

"Your greatness has rotted!"

Next. Mu Chen summed up all his current abilities, there were fourteen before and after, but the most convenient ones to use were cat-type beastification and ice control. This is also the ability he plans to put on the surface in the future, so he switches the spirit shadows in the two spirit frames in his mind to these two abilities. Mu Chen turned around casually, but was stunned.

Because he saw that behind him, the pale golden cloud, which represented luck, still existed