Myth Resurrection: Pick Up the Chaos Bell at the Beginning

Even if you meet a classmate, you can stay for one night.

No matter how difficult it is to see outsiders, they always have to stay.

Partner with them and stay overnight in the county town for the time being.

Go home at dawn tomorrow.

Maybe even meet Wen Niang by chance?

A thousand times in my heart.

Chen Ping pushed open the hidden wooden door.

'Crackling' a long wood rubbing sound.

Chen Ping walked into the scope of the fireworks show.

The ground is full of firecrackers and confetti scattered on the ground.

Taking it without asking is stealing, and taking it without asking is a thief.

For some reason, Chen Ping suddenly thought of this sentence.

Immediately, I felt that my thoughts were very strange.

He paid the money just now, but he just went back and forth.

A burst of hip-hop passed in front of him.

Then the light reflected by the simple lantern, Chen Ping saw that several children passed by him, who had just come in from the door.

They passed by like the wind, and they ran fast to take the lanterns from the oblique trees and take them away.

Those who ran slowly had to retreat and take the next step to see if there were any gun battles that were not released, or large paper tubes.

These are the wealth of their 'Night Walkers'.

After a few 'ding bells', several copper plates were placed at the door.

Chen Ping still chose to obey the stubbornness in his heart.

At this moment, a burning feeling filled my heart.

Not right!So wrong!

The young man in a scholar's uniform had a terrifying expression on his face, and stopped himself from fumbling around, trying to find the hands of ten copper plates.

And leaned down, picking up the copper plates one by one again.

He can't do anything about Qingmei, the big bull is weak and can be bullied, and he doesn't know how to change things in the world.

Is this fragile personality really you?

How could I not know that I have such a 'Bodhisattva' heart?

The burning sensation gradually subsided, followed by a change of emotion.

Chen Ping was manipulated by an inexplicable voice again.

This time, he was deliberately confused!

He followed the trend, but he wanted to see what the hell this damn consciousness was!

Chen Ping paused for a moment, and there was still dirt on his hand from picking up copper plates.

At this time, a child found him, to be precise, saw the copper plate in his hand.

So call for friends.

"Look, everyone! That nerd picked up the copper plate! Go teach him a lesson!"

The ten-year-old boy said confidently.

"Yeah, doesn't he know this is our territory?"

"He's stealing our stuff!"

"Let's go grab it back!"

"Correct!"

A group of children ran towards Chen Ping aggressively.

And Chen Ping raised a gentle smile.

I thought to myself: what a good child, they only do this because their lives are not rich, but they are actually very kind in nature.

So after they surrounded themselves.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Do you want the copper plate in your brother's hand?"

"Stop talking nonsense, it's ours, say I'm not angry and give it to me, or you'll look good in a while."

The boy who was talking was their leader, and there was a scar on his eyebrow.

Chen Ping recognized that this was the arrogant little gangster in their village.

"I'll do it for you, but you have to repeat what my brother said."

Chen Ping felt that the consciousness was no longer manipulating himself after he said 'I will do it for you', so he added the following words.

Seeing the young man with a scar hesitating, Chen Ping added the fire: "It's just a sentence, if you say it, I will voluntarily give you the copper plate."

"What are you doing to me by yourself?"

That being said, it's because they have several lanterns in their hands.

The scarred boy recognized that this was the nerd in his village who was going to study.

It seemed he recognized himself too.

Forget it, lest he and his father sue, he is the one who suffers.

So the scarred boy seemed to be very proud: "It's just a few words, there's nothing to say."

"Can you represent them?"

Chen Ping noticed that not every child surrounded the teenager.

It seems that the rumor that this boy gathered children from several villages is true.

Those from other villages were not convinced by his heart.

It's still not good enough for the emperor, although Chen Ping himself doesn't remember his previous memories.

But he knew he must have very faithful servants.

So it seems to him who is proficient in interpretation.

After hearing the boy with scars say, "What can't be represented, who has an opinion on making money?".

A few vaguely surrounded people exchanged glances.

Gap between small groups has widened.

Only then did Chen Ping draw a sincere smile.

"Okay, you read this sentence, and the rest of them read this sentence."

Chen Ping took out two pieces of paper from his arms, and the runes of the world of self-cultivation were written on them at some point in time.

And this kind of rune can be read by a bunch of illiterate children.

"I don't know how to read."

The scarred boy felt a chill on his back for some reason, so he subconsciously wanted to find an excuse.

"Then I'll throw the copper plate away."

Chen Ping was about to throw it into the messy grass and woods.

Then it can't be found.

At this time, one of the other village leaders who had been suppressed said, "Just one sentence, read it. Do you still want money?"

He used the words of the scarred boy to go back and was very proud, so he grabbed the paper and read it by himself.

"For the ten pennies, I am willing to marry the writer with a half-angry run."

After reciting, I urged the people on my side to recite.

After everyone finished reading, the scarred youth had no choice but to read aloud.

"For the ten pennies, I am willing to put all my anger into the writer's body."

It's that they don't know what they're reading.

After that, they went down the mountain to meet a tiger, their legs were broken for stealing steamed buns, and they didn't know when they robbed people and met the yamen.

They didn't realize something until they were overworked in their early thirties and were about to die.

Said that now, the two sides are happy to separate, and go back to their own things.

The scarred boy treats people to go to other places to pick lanterns.

Chen Ping decided to try another spell.

"It seems that as long as the words stipulated by that power are said, it will be concealed."

"I can do whatever I want."

"Those kids tried the transfer charm just now, and the effect of the spell was not discounted at all."

"I don't know if other spells can be cast."

"If you can……"

Chen Ping walked towards the hidden place while whispering. .

Chapter 406

He now only has some memory of spells and common sense.

In case of encountering any important role, it would be bad to startle the snake.