Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked.

The young green approached the girl with his hands and feet, skillfully took out the blade, silently cut the pink small bag, and gently pulled it out from it...

wallet?!

Then he turned around and walked towards Zuo Xiaoduo as if nothing had happened.

He clearly saw Zuo Xiaoduo; he also knew that Zuo Xiaoduo saw all his actions, but he was confident and unscrupulous and walked over with carelessness.

Behind him, the girl holding the cell phone continued to smile foolishly, not realizing anything.

It seems like it is about to pass by.

Zuo Xiaoduo instinctively wanted to step forward and stop him.

Thieves, how can I tolerate things like thieves in my natural sense of justice? This is a good opportunity for me to do justice for heaven and rob the rich and help the poor!

Just as I was about to step forward, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Huh?

Look at the photos!

This is a customer.

The opportunity to earn luck is here...

The young man saw that Zuo Xiaoduo did not move any more and became more courageous. He snorted and was about to walk by.

Bang!

Zuo Xiaoduo stretched out one hand and grabbed the young man's collar, looking at the young man's face with serious and worry, constantly scrutinizing.

Sweep around.

Youth: "What are you doing?"

Why is this guy so powerful? Is he a warrior?

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed long: "Amodha, good, Immortal Heavenly Lord... This donor, I don't think you have a good face."

The young man was stunned and said angrily: "Let go! What are you talking about?"

Zuo Xiaoduo looked compassionate: "Donor, you have a bad face, with black air and bad luck. I think you are coming today... I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster."

youth:"???"

Zuo Xiaoduo said sincerely: "Come on, meeting is an opportunity. I will see you for a while, help you resolve it, and try to eliminate this evil spirit. It will naturally be a good thing. There is no need to do more, just donate a thousand yuan of causal money."

The young man struggled for a few times, but did not break free. His face slowly became fierce. He looked at Zuo Xiaoduo and whispered: "Do you let go?"

Zuo Xiaoduo frowned: "Donor, you only need a thousand yuan to get rid of a bloody disaster. Are you reluctant to give up a good fortune?"

"You're so bloody! Are you sick?"

The young man became angry and was feeling secretly as soon as he got the hand. It would be best to steal a little girl with a cell phone in her hand. Just look at her cell phone and chat, it would be easy to take away anything.

Unexpectedly, while I was happy, I encountered such a naughty and full of words running the train.

Isn't this a psychopath?

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"I have seen you because of the opportunity, Immortal Heavenly Lord."

Zuo Xiaoduo was compassionate and said merciful with his eyes: "You have a bloody disaster, and the evil is coming, and it is urgent to resolve it."

The young man laughed furiously: "I think it's you who are suffering from blood, right?"

"Oh, one thought of Lingshan, one thought of the underworld, there is no way to be misfortune and good fortune, but only people call themselves."

Zuo Xiaoduo let go slowly: "Since you are destined to be unfamiliar, donor, please take care of yourself! You, go..."

Then he chanted for a long time: "There are many roads in life, so don't let you down if you have fate; the will of heaven is like this, and the sea of ​​suffering cannot be crossed... It's a pity, it's a pity... the Infinite Heavenly Lord."

The young man snorted angrily, but he didn't want to bother and left quickly.

The young man turned a corner and had already arrived at a remote path. He was about to pick up some harvest stalls, but he felt that his eyes were dark and someone stood in front of him.

When I looked up, I saw that it was the crazy boy just now.

The young man was shocked: "You...what are you going to do?!"

Zuo Xiaoduo said seriously: "I have never been wrong in my opinion. You are really a bloody disaster and will come true."

Youth: "What are you doing..."

Before he could scold, a fist that was as big as a bowl was already stuffed on his face like an iron hammer!

The young man felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and a sharp pain came. With a crisp crack, the bones on his nose were broken, and the stars in front of him were flashing randomly, and he staggered backwards.

While retreating, I felt that my head was continuously bombarded by a sledgehammer. Without waiting for it to struggle, my hair was also grabbed by the other party. My body couldn't help but run forward, raised my face and hit the wall hard.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

What a series of beatings were like a wedding chamber on a wedding night, and the walls roared and roared for a long time.

After a moment.

The young man was covered in blood and was thrown on the ground like a broken sack. He twitched and dying.

The eyes, which were swollen and almost invisible, vaguely saw a person squatting in front of him and said sadly: "I said you have a bloody disaster and the evil is coming, why don't you believe it? How about it now... do you believe it?"

The young man only feels that his courage has gone away.

This guy is clearly a lunatic!

This series of blows is simply to kill myself. What is a simple bloody disaster?

Hearing this faint voice, I couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Did you believe it?" Zuo Xiaoduo was a little impatient: "Do you question my ability to see the physiognomy? Let me tell you, I am the inheritance of the Mayi God's Conclusion Legitimate Sect!"

"Qinqin (I believe it)..." The young man tried hard to make himself speak clearly, and he nodded repeatedly in enduring the dizziness and pain.

"Just believe it."

Zuo Xiaoduo said kindly: "When fate comes, how can you lose your arms? I beat you just now, but the main purpose is to help you block the bloody disaster. Pay. A thousand yuan, Shancai will not give up, and the bloody disaster will end."

“…”

The young man wanted to curse his mother very much, but he didn't dare to. He took out the pink wallet he had just obtained and wanted to zip it.

Zuo Xiaoduo snatched it and said earnestly: "Donor. This good fortune that eliminates disasters must be counted with his own money. When encountering such a thing in the future, remember that you must never use other people's money, it is a bad karma!"

The young man was stunned for a moment: "But... I have no money."

Zuo Xiaoduo's compassionate smile gradually turned into a ferocious smile: "Without good fortune to eliminate disasters, bloody disasters... it is inevitable. It is important to know that human life is destined by heaven."

"I……"

“Is there any?”

“Yes, yes…”

The young man is already regretting his heart.

I shouldn't do business today. I encountered such a crazy person, and I was a crazy person with a huge force...

He reached into his pocket tremblingly, took out a wallet, counted a thousand dollars from it, and handed it over with difficulty: "Master... This is the hexagram gold..."

Zuo Xiaoduo reached out to take it, glanced at him and found a thick stack in his wallet.

Damn it's still so thick!

"Wuliang Tianzun, I have made great efforts to block the disaster for you, why didn't you even say thank you?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked dissatisfied.

"Thank you...thank you..." The young man almost burst into tears.

I was beaten up and spent a thousand yuan. I have to say thank you when I arrived!

"You and I have a fate that is here. This is also the cause and effect in my destiny. If you say thank you, some heretics..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was polite, but frowned again: "But for such a big thing, you will be done with just a thank you?"

"this……"

The young man blinked his swollen eyes, woke up quickly, and took out a thousand from his wallet in a panic: "Thank you for extending a helping hand to the master... This is a little bit of heart, and it doesn't mean respect."

Zuo Xiaoduo collected the money and said earnestly: "I didn't want to vent my secrets anymore, but seeing how you and I have a good fate, I have to remind you more... You, your luck is quite bad today... I have cracked the blood disaster for you, but the evil karma accumulated too much in the past, and I may be in danger of life..."

The young man was completely stupid now.

I have spent two thousand of the bloody disaster just now!

In fact, another life threatening came.

How much is the danger of life?

This kid wants to kill me?

It was already dusk, and the young man looked at Zuo Xiaoduo's face carefully, and he felt that this face suddenly became full of murderous intent, hideous and terrifying.

"It's dark..."

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed with kind eyebrows: "It is important to know that Wuliang Heavenly Lord... The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fire to heaven..."

“Master…”

The young man's teeth kept trembling: "This... this life-threatening crisis, how much good fortune is needed to resolve it?"

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed long: "It depends on your sincerity... If your heart is not sincere, your life is dangerous. I am afraid it is... I can't escape, it's God's will... I'm helping you now, just to reveal the secrets of heaven and go against the sky, and to be infected with great cause and effect, just because you and I have fate, and it will happen by fate..."

"Do you know that if I leak the secrets of heaven, I will be punished by heaven."

Zuo Xiaoduo looked at the other party's wallet and said bitterly: "Donor, money is easy to get, but life is hard to find. Once he dies, how much money is... it belongs to someone else."

The young man is already stupid.

What do you mean, if I don’t give it to you, you will kill me, and then you will be yours?

Is this what it means?

Yeah?

"Master... I'm just a thief, I just stole a few wallets... I won't be in danger of my life, right?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was displeased: "This has nothing to do with your profession. Wuliang Tianzun, donor, it seems that your life is difficult to resolve. I can't do anything about it..."

Zuo Xiaoduo pondered for a moment, and suddenly shook his neck.

Suddenly, the cervical spine made a crackling sound and said quietly: "There is no way to good fortune... but people call themselves... How fragile is human life? I am merciful. I am afraid that my disciple will break the precept today..."

"Wuwuwu..." The young man finally cried: "Master... I only have eight thousand left here... All my belongings are there, that's all... Take it away, take it away, let me go...Wuwuwu..."

A handful of snot and tears, the young man cried extremely sadly.

"How did you say this?" Zuo Xiaoduo was displeased: "What do you mean to let you go? You should say, please give me a clear guide."

"Immortal Heavenly Lord! I am not wrong. Donor, you and I are indeed destined to be together today."

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After writing this chapter, I want to revise the previous chapters. Remove the long-winded parts I saw and strengthen some things.
Chapter completed!