Hei Wuchang didn't express his position, but his lustful eyes clearly said I want it.

Chu Hanxing was very wise, took out the incense burner again, lit the incense stick, inserted it, and placed it in front of Hei Wuchang.

He smiled lightly and stretched out his hand: "Sir, please."

Inhaling the incense, Hei Wuchang felt so happy that she almost floated away. Although the incense was not as good as the ones she burned before, it was still much better than the incense on the market.

He couldn't help but grin, conscious that he couldn't lose face, so he straightened his face and snorted twice from his nostrils: "That's not bad."

Chu Hanxing smiled slightly and said, "I bought this incense in the incense shop. It's not as good as the one made by Master. As long as Master Wu Chang doesn't mind."

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Hei Wuchang forced a smile from his stiff dead face, trying hard to look kind.

Seeing this, Chu Hanxing's eyes glowed with unknown meaning.

Legend has it that Fan Wujiu, a black man with a fierce temperament and a small black face, is called Fan Ba ​​Ye in the world. However, the Wu Chang in front of him is very thin, so he should not be Ba Ye.

While Hei Wuchang was inhaling the incense, Chu Hanxing was not idle either. He lifted up his sleeves and saw a black vein looming on her wrist, just as she expected.

It's not illness, it's death.

Not only did she know how special Wen Tian was, she also discovered that the fate of the original owner had changed.

Hei Wuchang is right, she only has one day left to live.

The extraction of luck not only weakened the original owner's luck, but also reduced his lifespan to only one year. What happened just now caused Heaven to drain away the luck that supported the original owner's one-year lifespan in an instant.

So now she is very likely to choke to death from drinking water, fall to death while walking, in short, various ways of death are possible.

"You must have offended someone." Hei Wuchang glanced at it and continued to inhale the incense, "The thunder was so loud that day that I heard it in the eighteenth level of hell."

Chu Hanxing did not deny it, his eyes fell on the charred tree, and his voice was light: "Heaven's way, it is protecting a person, but that person stole my luck."

Hearing what she said, Hei Wuchang was not too surprised. He said in a mature tone: "The way of heaven has no emotions. Everything in this world has its own rules. The way of heaven never interferes. What follows is to let nature take its course."

Of course Chu Hanxing knew that in the world she lived in, although the law of heaven could not tolerate her, it did not drop thunder to kill her directly.

"But..." Hei Wuchang changed the topic, "There is more than one world."

He glanced at Chu Hanxing, and the old god was saying: "You are young and don't understand. There are mountains outside this person, and there are more than just us in the world. Have you ever heard of the three thousand planes?"

The Three Thousand Planes means that different worlds exist in each time and space, just like her world is different from that of the original owner.

Chu Hanxing nodded, signaling Wu Chang to continue.

Hei Wuchang: "Not every world can save enough energy for incubation. What should we do if some worlds don't have energy? We have to absorb the energy that has formed a high-level plane.

The energy is too complex, and only words are pure. To put it bluntly, they are novels, and they are hatched according to the world described in the novel.

The novel was written by humans, so the way of heaven formed was also affected by human thoughts, and it became what you see."

Chu Hanxing suddenly understood that it turned out that Tiandao favored Wen Tian just because she was the protagonist in the novel, the daughter of destiny.

The original owner... is probably a cannon fodder.

Chu Hanxing put down his sleeves and said, "Thank you, sir, for informing me."

I didn't expect that she could figure it out so quickly. A look of surprise flashed in Hei Wuchang's eyes, and he coughed twice: "Don't worry too much. When the small world is weak, it is controlled by others. When it has enough energy, it will break away from the plot of the novel.

Operation, you have been affected by it, but there is still room for change."

Although Chu Hanxing was not worried, the other party comforted her out of good intentions. Chu Hanxing nodded, with a smile in his shining eyes.

Hei Wuchang was right. The original owner could ask for help from her, and she successfully came over, which proved that the impact of this world on the original owner was not irreversible.

So it was not difficult for her to renew her life. She could go to the City God to write a complaint and burn it, and it would only take one sentence to repay her one year of life. However, she was a little curious about how Hei Wuchang knew so clearly.

It was obvious that Hei Wuchang would not answer her questions. He was addicted to inhaling incense, his nose almost touched the incense burner, and he narrowed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, like an addict.

Inhaling the incense, his spiritual power increased a lot, and his whole body felt comfortable. Hei Wuchang took out a screen, tinkered with it a few times, and chuckled twice: "I don't inhale your incense in vain, you lost the year

My lifespan will be returned to you, and you can figure out the rest on your own."

He threw the screen to Chu Hanxing as a favor.

The coldness between Chu Hanxing's brows disappeared a bit, and he nodded gently to Hei Wuchang: "Thank you."

The screen was boxy, no bigger than the palm of a hand, and became ordinary in Chu Hanxing's hands, like a small monitor, displaying Chu Hanxing's information.

Name: Chu Hanxing

Life value: 365 days

Merit points: 0

Chu Hanxing's eyes paused for a while on the three words "merit points". Merit points represent merit and will be favored by gods. The more merit points, the deeper the blessings, and it is possible to directly become a god.

She has no luck, but she can use her merit points to overtake in corners!

The steelyard of Heavenly Dao is tilted, so Chu Hanxing has to add weight to himself, so that he will no longer be ignored by Heavenly Dao, and regaining his luck will be a matter of course.

So what Chu Hanxing has to do now is to accumulate merit.

After clarifying his thoughts, Chu Hanxing was no longer anxious about luck.

The sky gradually became colorful. It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the incense burned out. Hei Wuchang shook off the non-existent dust on his clothes and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. Let's drink together when we have time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Hanxing felt that the temperature around his body began to rise, the cold air dissipated, and Hei Wuchang left.

Chu Hanxing kicked away the pebbles in the corner, the formation disappeared, and the courtyard of the small foreign-style building was in a mess.

Chu Hanxing only glanced at it and looked away. It was God's fault and it had nothing to do with her.

So I returned to the tiled house without any psychological burden, took off my coat and lay on the bed, closed my eyes to rest, and quietly waited for dawn.

…

"There was thunder last night, I thought it was going to rain heavily!"

"Yes! I even asked my old man to close the windows, but not a drop of rain fell. It was so scary!"

When everyone went to the grain drying field, the villagers on the road were talking about the thunder last night.

Shen Rongzhen sighed: "The tree in the small foreign-style building where we live is dead. It looks a bit scary."

Qiao Lian was puzzled: "Why is it thundering when everything is fine?"

Ling Ziliang smiled and said: "Maybe some Taoist friend will save the tribulation, hahaha!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the atmosphere became lively. Seeing that Wen Tian remained silent, Ling Ziliang leaned over and said, "Hey Tiantian, are you feeling uncomfortable? Your face is so pale!"

Her face was very pale, she occasionally panted heavily, and she looked very weak.

Chu Hanxing's expression was as indifferent as usual. The fox's vitality was severely damaged last night. Wen Tian and the fox were connected by fate and lived and died together, so they would naturally be affected.

But dietary supplements can restore her vitality.

But if something happens to the fox, Wen Tian won't be able to escape.

If the fox wants to merge, Wen Tian must be willing, not to mention that Wen Tian is still the daughter of destiny, there is no way she doesn't know it.

Then...it's a deal between you and me.

As for the deal, you have to think about why she, Chu Hanxing, is here.

Chu Hanxing closed his eyes, his eyes not wavering at all.


Chapter completed!