Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The skinny head was knocked out of his life by a punch, and the rest of the pranksters didn't get any better.

Ji Yuan's strength, qi and blood through the second realm of the veins, to hold these ruffians who have not yet completed their external training, is like a bull's knife to kill a chicken.

Between a few fingers, the strong wind whistled, and the dull sound was connected together,

The sturdy crowd splattered their skin and fell down with broken tendons and broken bones.

"Master..."

Madam Lin was almost stunned when she saw this scene.

I don't know what drama this young horse with strong martial arts is singing?

Just now, he called Leo Zitou as brothers, but he turned his face and knocked him to the ground in a blink of an eye!

"Don't blame Mrs. Lin, if I stopped drinking just now, I would at best punish him for picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

If the yamen is light-hearted, they don't even need to hit the board.

After all, people hold an IOU in their hands, and it is reasonable and reasonable to ask for a debt. "

Ji Yuan smiled back and explained:

"Now these people are forcibly breaking into the houses, looting gold and silver,

On the grounds of collecting debts, the truth is that they commit robbers,

According to Jing’s law, no matter how much money is cleared, he will be sentenced to be sent to the army, and it should be able to stop for a few days. "

Madam Lin was inexplicably grateful, her eyes were red, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Her husband did not have a good reputation, exploited subordinates, flattered Shangguan, and did all the bad things and bad things.

After dying in the fire in Yizhuang, no one came to visit.

Ended up in a bleak situation in which the house fell apart and the tree fell and scattered.

This is self-inflicted.

Madam Lin is clear.

Originally thinking of dispersing the family wealth and becoming a monk, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng passed away.

But he didn't expect to be blackmailed by Poppy, insisting that Father Lin owed a large amount of gambling debts, causing this disturbance.

"Miss Lin, find someone to report to the official, and I'll say more, the child's holding money in the busy market will inevitably lead to disaster.

What kind of shops and fields are dealt with early, peace is more rare than wealth. "

Ji Yuan reminded kindly.

This incident hit the front today, but it may not be the same next time.

He couldn't do the timely rain in Tianjing, and he didn't have the energy and ability to help those in need.

The bottom line that he insists on is nothing more than seeing injustice and drawing a knife to help each other.

In this world, it is not easy to sweep the snow in front of each door.

Raising fire for everyone requires great perseverance and even greater ability.

Ji Yuan asked himself, he still doesn't have the ability to reach the sky.

"Many thanks to the gentleman, my concubine has decided to exchange the property of these shops with the bank, so that I can donate it to the Xuankong Temple in exchange for silver money, and entrust the monk monks to give me porridge and rice for three months.

Buy some thicker clothes, so that the poor people living on the streets can survive the harsh winter.

It is to atone for the sins of my husband! "

Madam Lin had tears in her eyes. First, she asked the old butler to call a servant to report to the official, and then she was blessed with a blessing and said softly:

"I haven't asked about the honorable name of the benefactor..."

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed, and he smiled casually:

"Taianfang, Ji Jiulang, Mrs. Lin may have heard about it from your family."

discipline? Kuro?

Mrs. Lin heard it familiar, and suddenly seemed to remember something, her face was pale, and her voice trembled:

"Eunuch...you?"

Lin Lu did often talk about it during his lifetime, saying that there was a young horse riding in Beiya who didn't know what to do.

The surname is Ji, ranked ninth,

He is unruly and withdrawn, disobedient to discipline, and very troublesome.

He even got drunk once, and talked about how to plan a murder to seize the position of a hundred households vacated by the other's father.

"Miss Lin, don't worry, since ancient times, the debts of death have been eliminated, and the grievances have been cleared.

If I really want revenge, why bother doing this drama. "

Ji Yuan shook his head.

The hatred between him and Lin Lu was not enough to kill one person, but to wipe out the whole family.

What's more, this lady Lin is indeed kind-hearted and considerate of the lonely, and she is definitely not a mean and poisonous woman.

Good people should be rewarded, and the world will be better.

Otherwise, what is the difference between the yang world and the yin world.

"Benevolent... repaying kindness with resentment, the concubine is grateful."

Madam Lin was ashamed and bowed her head in a salute.

"This is a mistake. I have always repaid complaints with directness, and repaid virtue with virtue. I don't like to suffer the most."

Ji Yuan smiled lightly.

Waiting for the official arresters to arrive, they will take away those who have only half a breath left.

He then said goodbye to Madam Lin, holding Huleibao, ready to leave.

"Donor, please stay."

A low, hoarse voice came floating in the air.

The old monk holding the bowl, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up and looked at Ji Yuan, who was going to brush his clothes.

The latter's heart moved, but he didn't stop, suddenly he didn't hear it,

He took his own horse and walked across the long street, all the way back to Tai'anfang Nanmen Hutong.

"Donor, stay."

The old monk looked old, skinny and skinny, holding a broken bowl, like a beggar better than a monk.

But the pace of the foot is not slow at all, but it is fast, and it is not thrown off at all.

"Master, look at the four walls of my house, there are only a few broken tiles to cover my body. If you want to beg for alms, you should go to the rich man's house."

Ji Yuan turned around and smiled.

The first time he saw the old monk at the gate of Lin Mansion, he remembered what Pei Tu had said.

Pei Shilang kindly gave away a bowl of hot rice, and then he had to meet an eminent monk to escape the catastrophe of being killed by a human paper book.

Its appearance is exactly the same.

Just out of caution, Ji Yuan didn't immediately map the fate with the Emperor's Dao map.

I want to test a few times to see what the other party is coming from.

To be able to use one's own masculine essence and blood to draw talismans to ward off evil, at least one has to step into the three realms of exchange blood, and accept the essence of heaven and earth to wash the marrow and cut the bones.

"Donor, Lao Na does not seek alms."

The skinny monk held a broken bowl and watched Ji Yuan quietly.

There seemed to be a gleam in those turbid and dull eyes.

"What is the master asking for?"

Ji Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked.

He was really curious. Why did the martial arts masters who exchanged blood in the three realms wear tattered clothes and beg for alms along the street?

Is this also a way of practicing?

"The sea of ​​people is vast, and it is fate to meet the donor.

Lao Na thinks that you have a relationship with my Buddha, I wonder if you have ever been a teacher?

If you worship, that's fine. The Buddhists are vast and can be accommodated. "

The old monk had no smile on his face and his tone was calm.

"Master wants to accept me as an apprentice? It's a pity, I'm not clean, I'm not happy with wine and meat for a day, and I like to kill and make evil.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to participate in Zen, recite sutras, or even enter a pure land. "

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, and she refused directly.

In fact, he has no clear disgust towards the Three Meridians and Six True Lineages in the Xuanzhou world today.

It's just a monk who shaves his degree and seeks a positive result, which is really not interesting.

The second uncle also counted on himself to carry on the lineage and honor the lintel of the Ji family in Liaodong.

Besides, his own destiny is [Wuqu Riding a Dragon], not [Tenth Generation Good Man], and he can't fight with Buddhism.

"Just right, right."

The old monk's eyebrows were thin and his face was shaking, but he kept nodding his head, showing great satisfaction.

"Teacher, you don't know something, you don't need to get rid of meat and smell, let alone women's sex, the best thing is to kill!"

This is called apprentice, called master?

Ji Yuan's expression didn't change when he heard the words, but ripples appeared in his eyes.

The five senses of Tongmai Second Realm are sensitive, so that he can capture a terrifying aura from this old monk in an instant.

It is neither the compassion of the Bodhisattva that saves sentient beings, nor the angry eyes of the vajra that subdue dragons and tigers.

It's like an amazing killing of corpses and blood and bones!

Huangtian Dao map shakes its brilliance, reflecting its body!

【Killing monk】

[Fate: Blood Sea Nirvana]

[Number of lives: Buddha's heart (green), Taoist guardian (green), demon subduing (green), strong dragon and elephant (green), precepts (white), asceticism (white), murdering as hemp (white)]

【Fortune: The Five Ways Reveal the Truth】

[Ferocious God: Rakshasa Evil Ghost]