"Heavenly Eye!"

"Altar of Fortune!"

"Sacrificing fortune can guide one to opportunities!"

"Cien Temple, Diamond Sutra!"

Chen Yuan stood rigidly in place. At that moment, with the influx of that cool energy, he vaguely saw the incomplete altar covered in bloody纹路 in his mind.

"So... I do have a cheat!" Chen Yuan flashed this thought.

"Chen Yuan, well done!"

Head Constable Huang Xing praised him, stepped forward and patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder, bringing his consciousness back in an instant. Then, he saw the blood flowing down the blade onto his hand.

Tie Shou's eyes widened, seemingly not expecting that he would die at the hands of a mere yamen runner.

The long saber was inserted into Tie Shou's left chest, the blade buried halfway.

Chen Yuan gasped slightly, a trace of relief flashing through his heart.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and had prepared a bag of lime powder hidden in his chest long ago.

Otherwise, seeing Tie Shou's momentum in blowing Wang Ping away with a palm, he would definitely not have fared any better.

"Good lad, you even hid a bag of lime powder." Huang Xing did not pay attention to Chen Yuan's dazed expression.

He assumed that he had not recovered from the pressure exerted by Tie Shou.

Chen Yuan squeezed out a smile: "In the end, this evildoer was killed!"

"After we return, this constable will request merit for you from the County Lieutenant."

Huang Xing was very happy. With Tie Shou killed, he could give an explanation to the County Magistrate and the County Lieutenant.

The constable seemed to have an official position and the background of the Huang family, the local strongman, but if the County Magistrate was unhappy, it would be very uncomfortable for him as well.

"Uh… Uh…"

Wang Ping's faint voice came from not far away. Chen Yuan quickly reacted, released the saber in his hand, and went to help Wang Ping.

Without support, Tie Shou's body crashed to the ground.

"How is it… Can you still move?" Chen Yuan asked, supporting Wang Ping.

"Don't… Don't move, bro… broken…"

"Broken... a few ribs... damn Tie Shou... he's really ruthless!"

Wang Ping gasped for breath.

Head Constable Huang Xing examined Tie Shou, confirmed that there were no problems, turned around and walked to Wang Ping's side, saying:

"This time, you will be credited. Don't worry, there will definitely be rewards."

"Thank… Thank you, sir."

Huang Xing's gaze became a little gloomy, he swept over a few bailiffs, and said lightly:

"Take Wang Ping to the medical clinic."

He didn't reprimand them too much. These bailiffs were originally a type of corvée labor, good for doing chores and bullying ordinary people, but when it really came to risking their lives, they didn't have any courage at all.

……

……

Late at night.

Chen Yuan lay in bed, constantly thinking about the stream of consciousness that had entered his mind today.

A cheat!

He also has a cheat!

It's just that, unlike others, his cheat is a bit special and needs to absorb fortune to activate.

Otherwise, even if Chen Yuan followed the routine for his entire life, there would be no reaction at all.

And today, he absorbed the mysterious fortune from Tie Shou.

That was what caused his cheat to react.

His cheat is called the Altar of Fortune. As long as he absorbs fortune, it can guide him to opportunities.

As for the Heavenly Eye…

It is a pupil technique that entered Chen Yuan's mind after the Altar of Fortune was activated.

As long as he cultivates this pupil technique, he will be able to detect people within a hundred meters who possess fortune.

Killing them will cause the fortune on their bodies to be absorbed by the Altar of Fortune.

Cien Temple, Diamond Sutra.

This is the opportunity that was guided after absorbing Tie Shou's fortune.

"This... doesn't that mean I have to hunt down the chosen ones of fortune under heaven!"

Chen Yuan felt a burst of fear in his heart.

This is to embark on the path of a major villain, and, needless to say, most of those who possess fortune are martial arts geniuses with top-notch aptitude.

These geniuses all have backers!

The cliché of the old one coming after the young one has been used so many times in novels!

"Moreover... today, I killed someone!"

At close range, a saber was stabbed into his chest, and Tie Shou died with his eyes wide open.

But what really frightened Chen Yuan was that he didn't have any abnormal reaction, and was even… a little excited.

Bloodlust.

This was a word that flashed through Chen Yuan's mind.

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

......

Early morning, everything is silent, and a faint light appears on the eastern horizon, carefully moistening the sky.

Ping'an County, North Gate.

A man wearing a yamen runner uniform, riding a brown horse, left Ping'an County.

This person is Chen Yuan.

And the purpose of his trip is the information from the Altar of Fortune in his mind, Cien Temple, Diamond Sutra.

Nothing is greater than his cheat!

This is the realization of a decade-old reader of a certain website.

He didn't sleep well last night, constantly recalling the moment when Tie Shou was stabbed to death by him, and the information that entered his mind.

Therefore, as soon as dawn broke, he couldn't wait to rush to his destination.

Cien Temple, located ten miles north of Ping'an County, is a small temple. Two hundred years ago, Western Region Buddhism preached in the Central Plains, and Buddhist temples began to blossom all over the Great Jin Dynasty.

Cien Temple is one of the most inconspicuous branches.

Looking at the world, Cien Temple is nothing, but on weekdays, incense is endless.

Once, the previous Chen Yuan often followed his uncle to burn incense and worship Buddha, so Chen Yuan was not unfamiliar with the journey.

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

It took nearly half an hour for Chen Yuan to ride his horse to Cien Temple.

Now that disasters are happening all over the world, people's lives are more difficult, and fewer people go to Cien Temple to burn incense.

After handing the horse over to the monks and nuns in the temple to take care of, Chen Yuan found a familiar monk and wanted to go to the Sutra Depository for a look. The scriptures inside do not contain any magical skills, but are all Buddhist scriptures.

Therefore, pilgrims are not prohibited from entering.

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

The blue-robed monk smiled and nodded:

"All the Diamond Sutras in the temple are here. What does Patron Chen want them for?"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yuan explained:

"My uncle loved the Diamond Sutra most during his lifetime. A few days later will be the anniversary of my uncle's death. Chen wants to take all these scriptures away and burn them for my uncle. I hope master can..."

The monk frowned slightly and shook his head:

"Patron Chen, if you only take one of these Diamond Sutras, this poor monk can make the decision, but taking them all away requires the abbot's consent."

Chen Yuan smiled and handed over a tael of silver.

"I hope the master can be accommodating for my filial piety."

The monk looked around, inconspicuously put the silver into his sleeve, and put his hands together and said:

"When Old Patron Chen was alive, he often came to the temple to burn incense. Naturally, this poor monk will not be unreasonable. I believe the abbot will also agree."

"Thank you, master."

Chen Yuan put away the scriptures, chuckling in his heart.

The law of true fragrance will never be out of date.

Even monks are no exception!

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