Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 137 Earthquake, House Collapse, Meteorites Fall

After Yan Bing and Yan Kong escaped, they waited until nightfall before daring to re-enter the city.

After such a commotion during the day, there were more guards guarding the gate of Zhanzhou City at night, and several more teams of guards patrolling back and forth in the city.

After the two men carefully crept back to the house used for surveillance, they fixed their eyes on a door and window of the inn. It was pitch black there, and they had no way of judging whether the man had returned or not.

If the imperial court had not shown up to guard the place, this would not have happened.

"Damn it, since I came here, it seems like nothing has gone smoothly."

Yan Kong cursed in a low voice.

Yan Bing, who was standing aside, remained silent, looking depressed.

The strength of the garrison of Zhanzhou Prefecture has been demonstrated during the day. With one great perfection and nine levels of the God-Glimpse Realm, this is equivalent to the high-end combat power of a small or medium-sized sect.

The guy with the dragon blood stone is also very difficult to deal with. He can not only break his illusion, but also evade the ground and his fire magic is even more proficient.

Fortunately, I was careful and did not choose to start the battle in the city. Otherwise, I would be attacked from all sides and would have to die here.

But, this stone is hard to get!
Liu Yaoyao was listening to the conversation next door and was delighted for a moment. Hua Heshang was puzzled, wondering why the other party was so happy when he was so strong.

The two of them naturally knew when Han Yu left the city this morning. Less than half a cup of tea after Yan Bing and Yan Kong followed him, the two of them dared to follow him quietly on the ground.

The battle between the two sides was naturally in full view, and what she wanted to see most was a situation where neither side could do anything to the other.

If this is the case, Yan Bing and his team will have to pay a huge price to win.

Isn't this exactly what she wanted to see!

Later, when Zhao Yulin arrived with the palace guards, she and Monk Hua sneaked back first.

At this moment, she was overjoyed at the angry sounds coming from next door.

Beat them up! It would be best if you beat their brains out one by one.

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The next day!

When the sky was just getting light, an uninvited guest knocked on Han Yu's door.

It was not a good time to come, as Han Yu was staring at the new pill in a daze.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a new pill was spinning.

Pill of "All wishes granted": The person who takes the pill will be blessed with merit and turn disaster into luck. Side effect: Unable to refuse any reasonable request from others.

Han Yu almost swallowed the pill himself when he saw it for the first time, but fortunately the side effects stopped him in time.

This is another top-grade elixir thrown out of a bottle. It means blessings from merits and virtues, and turns disasters into blessings. If these eight words were written out of the glass bottle, they must be extremely valuable.

Being unable to refuse all reasonable requests from others is bound to be extremely depressing, and you may have to sacrifice yourself for others every day and go through fire and water for others.

This... let's leave it to the right person!
Han Yu had just come to his senses when there was a knock on the door.

After the door opened, a neat and tidy man dressed in linen stood outside. His eyes were still as clear and his face was as calm as usual.

When Wang Xiaoer came, Han Yu was a little surprised, but also felt it was reasonable.

This is a person who is fighting for his life at all times.

Applying for the imperial examination for monk selection is to earn a living.

Of course, I came here to make a living.

After coming in, he bowed slightly, then stared at Han Yu's face and spoke slowly.

"If I survive seven days, I will never die again."

Han Yu had a complicated expression, nodded, and spoke.

"Not only will you not die, but you will also get unexpected opportunities, but you will be hated by fate for the rest of your life."

Wang Xiaoer's face became more lively and he gradually smiled, but he immediately calmed himself down.

"I don't think it can be worse than it is now!"

How could anything get any worse for a person who is always on the brink of death?

"Have you figured it out?"

Han Yu asked solemnly in a deep voice.

Wang Xiaoer did not answer the question, but just spoke.

"I believe you."

He just needs to make sure that there is this opportunity. Consider? A person who struggles for his life never needs to consider.

He was willing to trust this strange monk just once.

A pill appeared in Han Yu's palm in an ordinary way, as if it appeared out of thin air. This time, Han Yu did not hide it from anyone, but showed this magical scene directly in front of Wang Xiaoer.

"If you survive seven days later, you will thank yourself for the decision you made. If..."

Han Yu spoke in a low voice, but before he could finish his words, Wang Xiaoer had already taken the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

There was nothing abnormal, no changes, and even Wang Xiaoer didn't feel any strange feeling.

"And what should I do?"

Wang Xiaoer looked at Han Yu and asked quietly.

"Live, try your best to survive for seven days."

Han Yu patted his shoulder vigorously and said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiaoer came quickly, in just a moment, and left quickly as well. After taking the pill, he left the inn.

"Do you think the Pill of Request can help him?"

Han Yu remembered the effect of the new elixir and suddenly spoke in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiao Liuli crossed her cheeks and spoke as if she was looking at a fool.

"Yes, let him die faster."

The luck-reversing pill is a game of chance between life and fortune. Surviving three disasters and six calamities, and escaping nine deaths are inevitable processes. The wish-granting pill is obviously contradictory to it in terms of its rules.

Two contradictory rules collide in a person's body at the same time. In the mildest case, either the Reverse Luck Pill becomes stronger and the All-Wish Pill becomes invalid, or the All-Wish Pill becomes stronger and the Reverse Luck Pill becomes invalid.

If the situation is more serious, it would be normal for Wang Xiaoer to die on the spot.

Han Yu couldn't help but feel disappointed. Then he could only rely on himself... Outside the inn, Yan Bing and Yan Kong watched Wang Xiaoer enter Han Yu's room, and then come out of the inn not long after.

The two looked at each other and nodded, then followed him.

South of the city.

Wang Xiaoer pushed open the narrow door of the courtyard, and when he walked into the courtyard, two figures suddenly appeared.

He was trying to remain calm, but was dragged into the house by one of the big monks.

"Do you know the man in the inn? Who is he? Which sect is he from?" Yan Kong held Wang Xiaoer's neck and asked in a low voice.

A feeling of palpitations kept coming from his chest, his heart beat faster and faster, and Wang Xiaoer could even feel that the blood was about to burst out.

Is this a disaster?

Yan Bing seemed to have discovered something unusual and hurriedly asked him to put the man down. As soon as he landed on the ground, Wang Xiaoer spurted out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, and his whole face turned terribly pale.

For no apparent reason, he felt a bone-chilling cold all over his body, and he shivered uncontrollably.

Yan Bing couldn't help but look up and glare at Yan Kong, saying dissatisfiedly.

"You almost killed someone before I even asked the question."

Yan Kong felt very wronged, pointed at the figure on the ground and spoke.

"I just pinched your neck, that was very gentle."

With his muscles trembling, Wang Xiaoer was lifted up again. After Yan Bing grabbed him, he spoke with a stern look in his eyes.

"That person from the inn came to you for no reason. Is there something going on?"

Wang Xiaoer's face was pale and he was trembling as he spoke.

"He told me to be careful. I've been unlucky lately and could easily die from a natural disaster."

Of course he refused to tell the truth, but he didn't lie either.

"You are talking nonsense. You won't cry until you see the coffin, right?"

How could Yan Kong possibly believe such nonsense? Upon hearing this, he raised his hand and prepared to take action.

However, before he could do anything, there was a sudden huge shake, causing the whole house to creak.

A tiny crack gradually appeared on the ground, and at the same time, dust from the top of the head kept falling down.

"what happened?"

Yan Kong was just opening his mouth in surprise when a noisy sound was heard outside. Someone was outside beating a gong loudly, and running around shouting frantically.

"There's an earthquake! Come out, there's an earthquake!"

More and more people were running around in the south corner of the city. Every household was fleeing outside in panic, then joined the shouting team in panic and went their separate ways to shout to their neighbors.

Amidst the roars, a simple house suddenly collapsed...

Cough!

Yan Kong was covered in dust and kept coughing. His whole body was covered in dust. While coughing, he even swallowed a few more mouthfuls of dust.

Yan Bing was naturally not much better off. When the beam fell, it was aimed at his forehead. Although it did not cause any damage, his clothes were now in a mess.

Among the three, Wang Xiaoer was better off. Apart from some broken tiles hitting his head, all the objects that fell on him were borne by Yan Bing.

When a group of people were howling for help, they saw three people among the rubble.

Wang Xiaoer was unconscious at this time and was being held in Yan Bing's hand. Yan Kong spat out the dust in his mouth with a gloomy look on his face and spoke angrily.

"Why would an earthquake come out of nowhere?"

As they were talking, the ground began to shake violently again.

"……run!"

Suddenly, a citizen in the crowd looked up at the sky and shouted in horror.

Before Yan Bing and Yan Kong could even raise their heads, a terrifying impact instantly struck them both, with the surging heat wave directly sending their bodies flying.

Yan Bing's first feeling was that a cultivator attacked them, but after he managed to steady himself in mid-air, he took a quick look and was almost frightened to death.

Above the sky, there were hundreds of densely packed small meteorites, all burning with flames, falling towards them.

After just a quick glance, the two of them felt their scalps tingling. This kind of natural disaster would have left even a god-gazing monk with a broken skin if he encountered an immortal.

Yan Bing didn't dare to stay and was about to break through the air and leave. However, his face changed drastically the next moment. His true energy, which had been circulating all the time, suddenly ran around his body. Not to mention leaving, he couldn't even control his landing.

"My true essence is messed up."

Yan Kong also cried out in disbelief. The monk's face turned pale. The small meteorite above his head was getting closer and closer, but at this moment he was unable to move.

The Buddha has reached this level of practice, but now he has gone astray?

It's impossible!

"Think of a solution quickly, or we will all die."

He was extremely anxious, and his face was filled with worry.

There was nothing Yan Bing could do, as everyone was in the same situation.

The earthquake came strangely, the meteor shower came strangely, and now the true energy of both people was disrupted at the same time, which was even stranger.

It was as if a natural disaster had targeted them.

Natural disaster... He suddenly remembered Wang Xiaoer's words, and that's what he said.

Could it be... that all these are directed at him?
My goodness, I have been killing people and setting fires for so many years, and God has never said a word. What have you, an ordinary person, done to deserve such a big fuss?

He figured it out, and looked at the person in his hand with a strange look on his face. If he was coming for him, why bother carrying him? Throw him away quickly and be done with it. Thinking of this, he wanted to throw the person out fiercely.

what happened?

Why is this happening?

When Yan Bing moved, he was horrified to find that this ordinary person was like a dog-skin plaster, completely attached to his palm, and he could not get rid of him no matter what.

"These two fools were dragged into this wave of disaster."

Xiao Liuli's voice suddenly spoke.

(End of this chapter)