Sister, stay away from me

Because it is not easy to spoil and contains a lot of salt, salted fish is usually sent to the border as emergency food and a source of salt for soldiers.

But a year ago, whenever the government put the salted fish in the warehouse, the salted fish inside would disappear the next day, and there was no clue when they sent someone, so they had to report it to Zhen Guosi.

But because the money given was too little, and nothing too serious happened, no one came until Wang Huai's came here.

After reading the case, Wang Huai's first reaction was to guard himself.

Because salt is used, the price of salted fish is not low. A catty of salt costs 120 Wen, and five catties of fish need a catty of salt, which is not a small number.

Suspecting the possibility of self-stealing by guards, Wang Huai did not go directly to the government, but prepared to search alone to see if he could find any useful clues.

After all, he, a capitalist, knows the urine nature of the Da Zhou government best.

Just as Wang Huai was meditating, there was a sudden commotion in the street.

Those who were working, selling things, beating children... All the townspeople left the street almost at the same time, and the crowded street suddenly became empty.

Afterwards, there were flower petals all over the sky, and the sound of Buddha was lingering. A group of gray-clothed monks came in two teams from the west side of the street, just passing by the restaurant where Wang Huai was.

Sitting by the window, Wang Huai drank the herbal tea from the store, and suddenly reached out to a waiter, and threw a silver coin over.

"Xiaoer, what's going on?"

Wang Huai is now wearing a bamboo hat, his appearance is blurred and he can't see clearly, but his voice is moving, which makes the waiter in the shop think about it.

However, Wang Huai saw that Wang Huai was lavish and the clothes he was wearing did not look like ordinary people, so he quickly put away his thoughts and said in a low voice: "Master, this is a monk from Changkong Temple, and he is going to pray for blessings here."

"What do you mean by praying?"

"My lord doesn't know that the salted fish in our place is always lost. The eminent monks of Changkong Temple said that it was caused by evil spirits, so they helped to pray for blessings and get rid of the evil spirits. These monks came here to pray for blessings."

"Is that so..."

Wang Huai continued to watch, and suddenly found that among a group of monks, a little boy wrapped in a golden monk's robe was particularly conspicuous.

He was surrounded by people, and the monks around him seemed to respect him quite a bit, as if the little boy was the one talking here.

Seemingly noticing Wang Huai's gaze, the little boy suddenly raised his head and saluted Wang Huai with palms together, as skillfully as an eminent monk.

Wang Huai also nodded, and then said to the waiter beside him, "Who is that little boy?"

"That's Master Shanyuan, a wandering monk who just came here a few days ago. Although he is very small, he is said to be profound in Buddhism. Even the abbot of Changkong Temple is full of praise and invited him to come to perform the blessing ceremony."

"oh, I understand now."

Throwing another silver horn in the past, Wang Huai sent off the thankful waiter, chewing the name silently in his heart.

"Shan Yuan...why did I suddenly feel very dangerous just now?"

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Chapter 25 Deathmatch

Buddhism is divided into two divisions, good and evil, and the name Shanyuan obviously belongs to the division of goodness.

According to Yue Ling, the monks in Shanbu are good men, if you slap him in public, the other party will care about whether your hand hurts or not.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that they basically practice martial arts, and they all use golden bell jars as their basic skills.

So, why does a monk of Shanbu have such a big resentment towards himself.

The other party couldn't see his face, but he should recognize his black clothes. In other words, the other party's resentment was aimed at Zhen Guosi.

"Wouldn't it be some big sister who abandoned this little monk from beginning to end? It's possible to think so."

Feeling the other party's resentment, Wang Huai thought for a while, and opened his golden finger.

Anyway, I still have eleven times, so it doesn't hurt to use it once.

"The randomly obtained fate this time is [Everyone hates you] (black): Everyone who sees you hates you. Everyone who hates you wants to kill you."

Seeing the random fate this time, Wang Huai smiled.

Poor fate is not useless, if you put it in your own fate simulation, you can better see the malice of the people around you, and it is convenient for him to filter out the things that will happen next.

Replacing the fate in the simulator with [everyone hates others], Wang Huai started the simulation.

"15 years old: You came to Jifeng Town to investigate the disappearance of salted fish.

The same year: Your arrival aroused the vigilance of the local government. The government wanted to drive you away, but you taught me a lesson.

The same year: You discovered the dark dealings of the local government, and you died at the hands of unknown martial arts masters.

For this simulation, you got 3 points.

Do you want to replace [Aware of danger and avoid it] (purple) with [Everyone hates you] (black)? "

After directly choosing No, Wang Huai immediately chose his own death event and started his own real simulation.

Following a blur, he found himself standing in a warehouse, surrounded by the smell of stinky fish.

Holding the lantern in his hand, he can only see the general situation around him.

Squatting down, Wang Huai found that the ground was full of rough salt grains, and this place should be a warehouse for storing salted fish.

Nuoda's warehouse can store tens of thousands of catties of salted fish. If it is lost once a month, it will be 200 million yuan, which is 2 taels after conversion.

If calculated according to the price before Wang Huai's crossing, the purchasing power of one tael of silver is about 450 yuan, then the monthly loss is 900 million, which is already a terrible figure.

You can hire a good guy with five taels of silver a year, but here, 2 taels disappear a month, so it's strange if there are no ghosts in the middle.

Standing up and clapping his hands, Wang Huai rummaged in his pocket for a while, and finally found the little hamster hidden deep in his pocket.

"Little hamster, what day is it today?"

"July [-]th." The little hamster replied quickly. "Miss Wang, I don't know why, but I always have the urge to beat you up, can you let me beat you up?"

"No."

"Then, can you please let me beat you up?"

"It doesn't matter how polite you are, just shut up."

Wang Huai and the little hamster arrived in Jifeng Town on July [-]th.

In other words, I will die the next day.

I really don't know whether to admire my investigative ability, or feel that I am too good at killing.

Sighing, Wang Huai suddenly said loudly: "It's all right, you guys come out."

The little hamster lying on Wang Huai's shoulder was startled, and said angrily, "What are you doing so loudly! You don't have any tutoring at all, and I want to beat you more and more."

Wang Huai squinted at the little hamster.

Although he knew that the fate of [Everyone hates him] was at work, he still decided to beat up the little hamster after the real simulation was over.

In the dark warehouse, only the lantern in Wang Huai's hand was shining.

Holding the bright lantern, Wang Huai looked around silently, the muscles under the black clothes agitated, slowly accumulating strength.

Although he knew he would die, he was not someone who would be caught without a fight.

Uncle Duan once said that martial arts is a killing technique.

Which one of the former masters didn't walk out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The way to quickly improve one's martial arts is to kill people to the death. The one who survives will definitely be greatly improved.

The real simulation is almost exactly the same as the reality, and killing people to death in the real simulation can also be greatly improved.

After all, he still doesn't know when he will get Liuliguang, so martial arts is the only way to improve his strength.

In the darkness, a breeze blew and sent a whistle.

Before he had time to think about it, Wang Huai exerted force on his waist and leaned back violently, his body was almost parallel to the ground, narrowly dodging the hidden arrow that flew past his face.

Throwing the lantern in his hand towards the direction of the dark arrow, the lantern fell to the ground, and the kerosene from the explosion splashed everywhere, outlining a strong figure on the opposite side.

"How could it be you?" Wang Huai asked in surprise

The figure in the darkness froze for a moment. Just as he was about to ask the other party how he knew him, he saw Wang Huai quickly take out a talisman, and it ignited spontaneously with a shake of his hand.

The huge sense of crisis made the strong man jump away quickly, and a faint blue thunder fell directly to the position where he was just now, blasting a deep hole in the ground.

Wiping the cold sweat off his head, the strong man cursed secretly.

Sneak attack while talking, this Zhenguosi guy is so mean.

And that weird thunder light is not something martial arts can do at all.

However, this guy's roots are not bad, but his foundation is still not solid, and his eyesight can't keep up, so he missed it.

After confirming the strength gap between them, the strong man suddenly dropped the crossbow in his hand, his palms were coated with a layer of golden light, and he rushed towards Wang Huai.

"Good job!" Wang Huaigao yelled, and greeted him head-on, and at the same time said to the little hamster in his arms, "Don't make a move for a while!"

"I won't collect your body even if you're dead, just die obediently!" the little hamster shouted.

After a muffled sound, the two clashed fists, a splash of blood bloomed on Wang Huai's fist, and the severe pain made Wang Huai snort coldly.

As soon as he fought, he found that the opponent's martial arts were really good, his body was full of hard qigong, and his fist was even stronger than steel, so he directly crippled his right hand.

Half a month's martial arts foundation is still too poor.

However, the pain aroused Wang Huai's blood on the contrary, and he waved his left hand, limp and powerless, so that the strong man didn't even have the intention to hide.

With a "click", Wang Huai unnaturally twisted his left hand away, but the strong man didn't even frown.

With a grinning grin, hands like steel nails grabbed Wang Huai, and were about to break Wang Huai's neck with force, when he felt his face burn.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, the strong man saw that a talisman had been pasted on his face. At this moment, there was no fire and spontaneous combustion, and he could vaguely see the lightning flashing in it.

"mean!"

After cursing, the sky thunder exploded on the strong man's face, causing the strong man's head to explode like a watermelon.

The headless corpse fell heavily, kicking up a lot of salt grains.

Wang Huai, whose hands were crippled, gasped heavily, feeling that this time was really too thrilling.

After using a pill, he stepped forward, ready to search through the other party's belongings to see if there was any important information.

Unexpectedly, just after walking up a few steps, I felt a pain in my chest.

A golden vajra pierced through his chest, flew out with a line of blood, and pierced back from the opposite side, leaving two big bloody holes on his body.

Feeling the rapid loss of his vitality, Wang Huai turned his head with difficulty, and smiled when he saw the person behind him.

Sure enough it was you.

Good fate.

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Chapter 26 Awakening

"hateful!"

The little hamster who was still eating cucumbers was startled, turned to look at Wang Huai and asked, "Miss Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Huai was covered in cold sweat, clutching his chest and shaking non-stop, it took him a long time to be sure that he was still alive.

This real simulation is really too real.

The phantom pain in his chest still remained, and the unwillingness, remorse, and fear before dying still lingered in his body at this moment, making him tremble uncontrollably.

"Miss Wang, what's the matter with you, do you want to see a doctor? Hey, Miss Wang, why are you beating me?"

After venting on the little hamster, Wang Huai threw away the panting little hamster and stared at the panel that only he could see, meditating.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

If you don't die once, you won't understand the despair when facing death and the desire to live.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Huai patted his face and chose the real simulation again.

This time it was a little better than last time.

Because he knew the location of the strong man in the dark, Wang Huai directly attacked and killed him, then escaped the first blow of the vajra pestle, and was killed by the second blow.

The third time it got a little bit better, and the second blow was dodged, but the vajra suddenly got out of the ground, and when it reappeared, it had already pierced itself.