I Have An Altar Of Luck

I Have An Altar Of Luck Chapter 2

2022-04-02

Chapter 2 Altar of Luck

“Heavenly Eye!”

“Altar of Luck!”

“Sacrificing luck can guide the opportunity!”

“Mercy Temple,”

Chen Yuan stayed in place stiffly, at this moment, the cool air was surging Going down, he vaguely saw the incomplete altar covered with blood-colored lines in his mind.

"It turns out. I have cheats!" Chen Yuan flashed the thought.

"Chen Yuan, you did good!"

Constable Huang Xing praised and stepped on the shoulders of patted Chen Yuan, making his consciousness turn instantly, and then he looked at To the blood flowing down the blade to the hand.

Iron Hand stared wide-eyed, it seems that didn't expect himself to die in the hands of a small yamen.

The long knife is inserted into Iron Hand's left heart, half of the blade.

Chen Yuan panted slightly and a hint of happiness flashed in his heart.

Fortunately, I was clever and had prepared a bag of lime powder to hide in my chest.

Otherwise, looking at the posture of Iron Hand slamming Wang Ping with one palm, he will definitely not be much better.

"Good boy, there is even a bag of lime powder hidden." Huang Xing didn't care about Chen Yuan's dull expression.

Thinks he's under pressure from Iron Hand and doesn't come back to his senses for a while.

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

"After returning, this Constable will ask the county lieutenant for your credit."

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Huang Xing is very happy, killing Iron Hand, County Magistrate and the county lieutenant also have an explanation.

Constable seems to have an official body and the background of the local tyrant Huang Family, but if Lord County Magistrate is unhappy, he will be very uncomfortable.

"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 support Wang Ping.

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

"How... can you still move?" Chen Yuan asked while supporting Wang Ping.

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

"Broken... a few ribs... his motherfucking Iron Hand... really cruel!"

Wang Ping gasped.

Constable Huang Xing checked the Iron Hand and confirmed that there is no problem, turned around and walked to Wang Ping and said:

"This time you have a credit, don't worry, There must be a reward."

"Thank you...Thank you, sir."

Huang Xing's eyes became gloomy, and he glanced at a few white servants, indifferently said:

"Send Wang Ping to the clinic."

He didn't criticize too much. These white servants are a type of corvée. They work hard and bully the common people. When I had no courage at all.

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Late at night.

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

Cheat!

He has cheat too!

The only difference is that his cheat is a bit special, and he needs to absorb luck to activate it.

Otherwise, even if Chen Yuan works step by step for the rest of his life, there will be no response.

And today, I absorbed the mysterious luck from Iron Hand.

Only then did cheat react.

His cheat is called Altar of Luck. As long as he absorbs luck, he can guide him to opportunities.

And luck doesn't seem to be owned by everyone, nor is it strong enough.

More like a mysterious energy.

It's just called luck.

After all, Iron Hand isn't really the protagonist in the legend.

As for Heavenly Eye...

It was a pupil technique passed into Chen Yuan's mind after Altar of Luck was inspired.

As long as you cultivate this pupil technique, you will be able to detect a person with a luck within 100 meters.

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

Mercy Temple, Vajra Sutra.

It is the opportunity to absorb the guidance after Iron Hand luck.

"Isn't this asking me to hunt down the sons of luck in the world!"

Chen Yuan was frightened for a while.

This is on the road to the villain, and, without thinking about it, people who can carry a luck may be the geniuses of Martial Arts aptitude Peak.

There is a backstage behind these geniuses!

It's a trick that the old can get old in the novel!

"And today, I killed someone!"

At close range, a knife stabbed into the chest, Iron Hand was dead.

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

Bloodthirsty.

This is a word that flashed in Chen Yuan's mind.

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

In the early morning, all sounds were silent, and the eastern horizon shone with a trace of light, cautiously infiltrating the sky.

Ping'an County, North Gate.

A group of men in yamen uniforms, riding a brown horse, left Ping'an County.

This person is Chen Yuan.

And the purpose of his trip was the information from the Altar of Luck in his mind, Mercy Temple, Vajra Sutra.

Heaven and Earth is big, not as big as cheat!

This is the realization of a book Insect that is at some point ten years old.

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

So, as soon as the day dawned, I could not wait to rush to the destination of this trip.

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

Mercy Temple is one of the most unremarkable.

Mercy Temple is nothing to look at in the world, but normally, it is also full of incense.

In the past, his predecessor used to follow his uncle to burn incense and worship Buddha, so Chen Yuan is no stranger to the road.

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

It took nearly one hour for Chen Yuan to reach the Mercy Temple.

Nowadays, with the Calamity Tribulation spreading everywhere, people's lives are relatively difficult, and many fewer people go to the Mercy Temple to burn incense.

After handing over the horses to the monks and nuns in the monastery, Chen Yuan found a familiar monk and wanted to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to have a look. There was no Divine Art secret technique in the scriptures, but all Buddhist scriptures.

Therefore, pilgrims are not prohibited from entering.

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

The azure robe monk smiled and nodded:

"The Vajra Sutra in the temple is all here, what is Benefactor Chen doing?"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yuan explained:

“Uncle liked Vajra Sutra the most during his lifetime, and it will be the Uncle’s death in a few days. Chen wants to take all these verses and burn them to Uncle, hoping that Master can do it.”

The monk brows slightly wrinkle and shook his head:

"Benefactor Chen, if only one of these Vajra Sutras is taken away, this poor monk can still decide, but taking all of them requires the consent of the host. ”

Chen Yuan laughed and handed over a silver tael.

"I hope Master can be accommodating and accommodating for the sake of my filial piety."

The monk looked all around and calmly put the money in his sleeve , put his hands together and said:

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

"many thanks Master."

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

The law of true fragrance never goes out of style.

Even monks are no exception!

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