There was another life-threatening situation.

Life is in danger...how much does it cost?

This kid, wants to kill me?

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

"it's dark……"

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed kindly: "Be aware, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord... The moon is dark and the wind is high, murders and arson are common..."

"Great...Master..."

The young man's teeth kept chattering: "This... this life-threatening situation, how much money is needed to resolve it?"

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed longly: "It all depends on your sincerity... If you are not sincere, your life will be in danger. I'm afraid... you can't hide it, you can't hide it. This is God's will... I'm helping you now, but I'm leaking it."

The secret of heaven goes against the will of heaven, and is contaminated by great cause and effect, just because you and I are destined to meet each other..."

"Do you know that if a poor Taoist reveals secrets, he will be punished by God?"

Zuo Xiaoduo glanced at the other person's wallet and said earnestly: "Donor, money is easy to come by, but life is hard to find. Once you die, how much money you have... it will all belong to others."

The young man has become stupid.

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

do you mean this?

Yeah?

"Master... I'm just a thief. I just stole a few wallets... Isn't my life in danger?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was displeased: "This has nothing to do with your profession. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, donor, it seems that your life is in danger and it is difficult to resolve. There is nothing a poor man can do..."

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

Immediately, his cervical vertebrae made a clicking sound, and he said faintly: "There is no way for misfortunes and blessings... only people call it upon themselves... human life... is so fragile. I, the Buddha, are merciful. I am afraid that my disciple will break the precepts today..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of of I..." The young man finally cried out: "Master... I only have eight thousand left here... All my belongings, that's all... Take them, take them all, and let me go.

Just one horse...wuwu..."

A burst of runny nose and bursts of tears made the young man cry extremely sadly.

"What did you say?" Zuo Xiaoduo was displeased: "Why should I let you go? You should say, please ask the master for guidance on a clear path."

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

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Sometimes I feel that my writing is a bit verbose, but I have tried my best to correct this problem...

After writing this chapter, I will revise the previous chapters. I will remove the verbose parts that I saw, and then strengthen some things.
Chapter completed!