i turned into a monster

Chapter 125 The Heavenly Book is Here!

Many years later, above the Beiming Sea, a figure stood above the white clouds. No one could see him, as if he was standing in another world.

It was Bai Ze.

Now, although the myth has revived and a large number of practitioners have risen, in his view, it is just a group of children playing house.

These people have not even reached the human limit of 6 years of Taoism, but he has already far exceeded this limit...

He has been holding the broken sword, an artifact, and has been mining for more than 4000 years, and now he has reached the point where "you can guess what hurts with a single slap".

"The Yaozu have their own country, they can live and work in peace and contentment, and I have fulfilled my promise to Brother Kunnian."

Looking at the thriving demon kingdom below, Bai Ze showed a gratified smile on his face.

"Crash..."

At this time, a large amount of sea water surged up on the sea below, as if a huge spring was spraying water on the bottom of the sea.

Gradually, a gigantic monster thousands of miles long slowly emerged from the water.

It was an extremely huge gray strange fish, like a land floating in the sea.

The Giant Kun of the Northern Darkness!

It floated up from the bottom of the sea again, and it should have given birth to a new wisdom, but unfortunately, Kun Nian never came back again.

"Hey, things are different..."

Bai Ze sighed, his figure flashed and disappeared.

"Hey, there seemed to be someone in the sky just now?"

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the giant kun, and he made a sound of talking to himself.

"Wow, it's so lively."

Suddenly, it was attracted by the noise on the surrounding islands.

It scanned with a huge divine sense, and found that there were bustling cities on those islands.

In the city, there are streets, restaurants, tailor shops, vegetable markets, Goulan tile houses, and workshops that produce various daily necessities.

It is no different from a human city.

There are even schools for monsters, and many monsters go to study and read. Some little monsters who have no form, maintain the form of kittens and puppies, and are carried to the school by human-shaped parents, which looks very funny.

On the street, occasionally a young woman is shopping with a chubby kitten, which looks like a pet, but in fact it is her son.

The city of the demon clan is harmonious and beautiful.

Of course, there are also monsters who make trouble, but they will soon be taken away by the law enforcement team formed by the big monsters, and locked in a small black room for reflection.

"Tsk tsk, interesting..."

The giant kun was quickly attracted, so its intelligence gathered into a human figure and landed on the island.

He started his own experience in the world of mortals.

This world of mortals is not the mortal world of the human race. The monster race now has its own civilization, and within the kingdom of the monster race, the world is also full of mortals.

……

In the land of Kyushu, in a small town.

There are small bridges and flowing water, and old trees sprouting beside the bridge. This is a small town similar to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Simple folk.

At this time, under the old tree where the two hugged each other by the bridge, a fortune-telling booth was set up.

The fortune teller is an elegant white-haired man who looks very young, but reveals the vicissitudes of life, giving people a feeling of "unknown age".

He seems to be in his 20s, and he seems to be in his 30s. If you look closely, he seems to be in his 40s.

In front of the fortune-telling booth was a flag with a white background and a black frame, which read—Change your fate against the sky, only ten taels!

"Ten taels? Why don't you go grab it?"

"I think you are poor and crazy."

"Let's go, don't count here, there is another one at the entrance of the village, although that one looks a little ugly, dirty, and wretched... Forget it, forget it, I won't go to the entrance of the village, what kind of life is it? No need."

Some people who originally wanted to tell fortunes turned their heads away when they saw the flag.

The people in this small town are not too rich, ten taels of silver is a sky-high price.

"Mr. Bai, you can't go on like this."

At this time, a boy came over with a girl from his childhood.

The young man was handsome and said with a smile: "You have been in town for several years, and I haven't seen you make a single business deal. If this continues, I'm afraid life will become a problem."

"Of course, maybe you have a lot of money and don't rely on fortune-telling for your living, but since you have done this, whether it's for entertainment or fun, at least you hope that someone will patronize you, right?"

Bai Ze looked at the young man and said with a meaningful smile: "I'm here to tell fortunes, not for money, nor for fun, but only for destiny... Maybe we are destined, why don't you do a fortune-telling?"

"Do you want money?"

"of course."

"Uh, hehe... no."

The young man laughed dryly, took two steps back subconsciously, and said with a wry smile: "Fate is priceless, why do you need ten taels of silver?"

Bai Ze asked with a smile: "Priceless, does that mean you don't need money? What's the difference between that and worthless?"

The teenager is speechless.

Yes, he keeps saying that fate is priceless, but the real reason is that he wants to whore for nothing!
Bai Ze's eyes were deep, and he continued: "The matter of fate lies in sincerity. If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you will not have it. If in your heart, it is not worth even ten taels of silver, then... it does not exist."

"Is that so..."

The young man frowned, thoughtful, and then subconsciously reached for the purse at his waist with his right hand.

"Brother Yingfeng, what are you doing!"

At this time, the girl next to him grabbed his hand and said anxiously: "You really want to give him ten taels of silver! This kind of fortune-telling is a lie. If Uncle Xia knows that you spend ten taels of silver for fortune-telling, I'm afraid I'll beat you until you can't get out of bed for three days!"

Xia Yingfeng's body trembled, and when she came back to her senses, she shivered suddenly when she remembered her father's fierce appearance.

so far so good.

Fortunately, there is Linger.

He took a deep breath and smiled awkwardly at Bai Ze: "Mr. Bai, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that these ten taels of silver are indeed a lot. Let me go."

After speaking, he took the girl's hand and turned to leave.

The steps are a little hurried.

It seemed that if there were no accidents, he probably wouldn't take this path in the future.

"Wait a minute."

At this moment, Bai Ze said: "Recently, there will be bloodshed in your family, I advise you to make a fortune, I can help you change your life."

"Oh, no need."

The boy didn't look back, he smiled perfunctorily, and then quickly walked away with the girl.

Even, after walking a certain distance, they laughed loudly at the end of the street, like two children who had played a prank.

"Hey……"

Seeing this, Bai Ze sighed.

It's all fate.

Destiny will occasionally give people a chance, but it will never take the initiative to favor someone with a shy face, and make someone rich and wealthy for no reason, and have a long life.

It is fate to seize this chance.

If you can't catch it, it's your life.

"jijiji..."

At this moment, a cyan bird flew from nowhere and revolved around Bai Ze. When its wings flapped, wisps of cool wind were revolving around it, creating a mysterious artistic conception.

"Go! Go! Go."

Bai Ze waved his sleeve to drive it away, but the little bird was very stubborn and landed directly on his fortune-telling booth, and continued to sing at him.

Bai Ze looked at the little bird for a long time, shook his head and smiled, "I know your background, but I really don't need it, you go."

"grumble?"

The little bird looked at Bai Ze in surprise, one person and one bird looked at each other for a long time, and finally, the blue bird flew away dejectedly.

"Oh, sorry."

Bai Ze got up, stood with his hands behind his back, and watched the blue bird go away, disappearing into the end of the sky.

in the next half month.

Bai Ze still has no business.

But every day, a small thing will come to his booth, there are red birds, green summer cicadas, colorful dragonflies, golden toads, black and white snakes, and even... the cracks in the bricks beside the booth In the center, a radiant sprout appeared, but he forcibly pushed it back.

All rejected!

These things are treasures that countless practitioners have dreamed of, but to him, they have always been almost meaningless.

Of course he wanted it all.

But he had asked King Guang of Qin and Yinshen of Prison before that this kind of thing was exclusive, so he could only choose one.

In this case, he will choose the best.

The well-informed King of Prison Ming who had lived for a long time told him that the best one was Jiucai.

It may appear in various forms, it may be animals, it may be plants, it may be lifeless...but it must be colorful.

Of course, that thing has hardly appeared for a long time, and it appeared in the distant Heavenly Court Era. Therefore, King Zhenyu Ming also advised him not to have too much expectations.

However, anyway, he has plenty of time, so wait, maybe someday it will come.

Moreover, he felt that this thing did not come by luck, but was related to the innate Taoist energy in his body.

He believed that as long as he continued to mine, and when the innate Taoist energy in his body was enough, the nine-colored thing would naturally appear.

"Ah, come here!"

"Murder!!"

That night, there were screams from Xia's family, a rich family in the town, causing panic, but no one dared to check.

In the early morning of the next day, when everyone approached cautiously, they were shocked to find that the Xia family had been wiped out.

Four large characters were written in blood on the gate—blood debt blood repayment!
It seems to be a vendetta.

Some people said that the master of the Xia family, Kong Wuli, used to run an escort agency back then. He traveled all over the world and offended many enemies, but now the enemies have come to him.

It can only be said that the causal cycle.

However, although the Xia family was wiped out, Master Xia's son Xia Yingfeng survived by hiding in the cellar.

Maybe Mr. Xia was willing to lead him to death in order to protect his only son. After he died, the enemies would not continue to search.

"Mr. Bai..."

On this day, Xia Yingfeng came again, his clothes were disheveled, his face was haggard, like a beggar.

"Boom!"

His knees softened and he knelt down, and then wept loudly: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have doubted your words! I could have saved them, and they didn't have to die, it was all because of me... woo woo Woo..."

Bai Ze shook his head and said, "It's not your fault."

"Your parents may be very good to you, but when they were young, they might not have been stained with other people's blood. Therefore, it is just a reincarnation of karma. Forcibly interfering is going against the sky."

Xia Yingfeng was silent for a while, then took out ten taels of silver and put it on the booth, and said, "You can do the math for me."

　I'm probably depressed.

　　I feel like life is meaningless.Alone every day, no colleagues, no friends, no family, no one to talk to.Every day alone in the rental house, coding, eating, and sleeping.

　　I don't have any hobbies, I don't play games, I don't watch TV, it's dead silent and boring. At the same time, I have to bear the pressure, the pressure of writing books, and the pressure of reality.

　　My parents are old, and I often subsidize the family. I have to spend money, and I want to buy a house and get married, but I have nowhere to go.

　　Why do you always write female characters unconsciously?Maybe it's because I want to get married. It's too hard to be alone. I want someone to accompany me and support me.But the circle around me was small, and I didn't know how to find a girlfriend. I wanted to go out for a walk, but I was stumped by writing a book, and I didn't have time or money.Why.Depressed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)