I Have a Luck Altar

"Eye of the sky!"

"Altar of Luck!"

"Sacrificing luck can guide the fate!"

"Temple of Grace,"

Chen Yuan stayed on the spot stiffly. Under the influx of cool air at this moment, he vaguely saw the incomplete altar covered with bloody lines in his mind.

"It turns out that I have golden fingers!" Chen Yuan flashed the thought.

"Chen Yuan, you did a good job!"

The head catcher Huang Xing praised him, stepped forward and patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder, causing his consciousness to turn around in an instant, and after that, he saw the blood flowing down the blade to his hand.

Tieshou's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect to die in the hands of a small yamen servant.

The long knife was inserted into Tie Shou's left heart, half of the blade penetrated.

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

Fortunately, I was clever, and I had already prepared a bag of lime powder and hid it in my chest.

Otherwise, looking at Wang Ping's posture of blowing away with the palm of his iron hand, he would definitely not be much better.

"What a boy, you even hid a bag of lime powder." Huang Xing didn't care about Chen Yuan's dull expression.

Thinking that he was under the oppression of iron hands, he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Chen Yuan squeezed out a smile: "After all, I will kill this villain!"

"After you go back, I will ask Mr. County Captain for credit for you."

Huang Xing was very happy. After killing Tie Shou, the county magistrate and county lieutenant had an explanation.

The head arrester seems to have an official background and the background of the Huang family as a local snake, but if the county magistrate is unhappy, it will be very uncomfortable to handle him.

"Uh...uh..."

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

Without support, Iron Hand's body crashed to the ground.

"How...can you still move?" Chen Yuan supported Wang Ping and asked.

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

"Broken...a few ribs...his mother's iron hand...really ruthless!"

Wang Ping gasped.

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

"This time I will credit you with merit, don't worry, there will be rewards."

"Thank... thank you, sir."

Huang Xing's gaze became a little more gloomy, he glanced at a few white servants, and said lightly:

"Send Wang Ping to the hospital."

He didn't criticize too much. These white slaves are a kind of corvee. It's okay to do hard work and bully the common people. When it's time to risk your life, you don't have the guts at all.

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late at night.

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

Goldfinger!

He also has golden fingers!

The only difference is that his golden finger is a bit special, and it needs to absorb luck to attract it.

Otherwise, even if Chen Yuan followed the steps for the rest of his life, there would be no reaction.

And today, he absorbed the mysterious luck from Tie Shou.

Only then did Goldfinger react.

His golden finger is called the Altar of Luck, and as long as he absorbs luck, he can guide his luck.

However, it seems that luck is not owned by everyone, nor does it depend on strong strength.

More like a mysterious energy.

It's just in the name of luck.

After all, the guy Iron Hand really doesn't look like the protagonist in the legend.

As for Sky Eye...

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

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

Kill him, and the luck on his body will be swallowed and absorbed by the altar of luck.

Mercy Temple, Diamond Sutra.

It is the opportunity to guide after absorbing the iron hand luck.

"Doesn't this mean that I want to hunt and kill the son of luck in the world!"

Chen Yuan was afraid for a while.

This is the road to becoming a villain, and, without thinking, people who can possess good luck are probably geniuses with top martial arts aptitude.

There is a backstage behind these geniuses!

This kind of thing that hits the young to grow old is already a routine in the novel that the old can grow old again!

"And today, I killed someone!"

At close range, a knife was stabbed into the chest, and the iron hand died with nothing to rest on his eyes.

But what really surprised Chen Yuan was that he didn't show any abnormal behavior, even... a little excited.

bloodthirsty.

This is 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, when everything was silent, there was a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon, carefully infiltrating the sky.

Ping'an County, North Gate.

A group of men in the uniform of a government official rode a brown horse and left Ping'an County.

This person is Chen Yuan.

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

The sky and the earth are big, not as big as Goldfinger!

This is the realization of a certain ten-year-old bookworm.

He didn't sleep well last night, and he kept thinking about the moment when Iron Hand was stabbed to death by himself, and the information that passed into his mind.

Therefore, as soon as it was dawn, I couldn't wait to rush to the destination of this trip.

Ci'en Temple, located ten miles north of Ping'an County, is a small temple. Two hundred years ago, Buddhism from the Western Regions spread to the Central Plains, and Buddhist temples began to bloom everywhere in the Jin Dynasty.

Ci'en Temple is one of the most inconspicuous ones.

Looking at the world, the Ci'en Temple is nothing, but on weekdays, it is also full of incense.

In the past, his predecessor often followed his uncle to burn incense and worship Buddha, so Chen Yuan is no stranger to the journey.

Along the way, Chen Yuan was thinking about the message from the dilapidated altar in his mind. Words such as luck and chance were constantly pondered by Chen Yuan.

It took nearly half an hour, and Chen Yuan rode his horse to arrive in front of the Temple of Mercy.

Nowadays, disasters and catastrophes are everywhere in the world, people's life is relatively difficult, and there are many fewer people going to Ci'en Temple to burn incense.

Handing over the horses to the monks and nuns in the monastery, Chen Yuan found a monk he knew well and wanted to go into the Sutra Pavilion to take a look. There were no magical powers and secret methods in the scriptures inside, and they were all Buddhist scriptures.

Therefore, pilgrims are not prohibited from entering.

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

The green-robed monk nodded with a smile:

"The Vajra Sutras in the temple are all here. What is Chen Shi's main use?"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yuan explained:

"My uncle loved the Diamond Sutra the most during his lifetime. In a few days it will be the anniversary of his death. Chen wants to take all these scriptures away and burn them to uncle. I hope the master can."

The monk frowned slightly and shook his head:

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

Chen Yuan smiled and handed over a tael of silver.

"I hope Master will accommodate me for the sake of my filial piety."

The monk looked around for a while, put the silver into his sleeve calmly, clasped his hands together and said:

"When the old benefactor Chen was alive, he often came to the temple to burn incense. Naturally, the poor monk would not be unreasonable. Presumably the abbot will agree."

"Thank you, Master."

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

The law of true fragrance is never out of date.

Even monks are no exception!

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