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Chapter 2 Good Luck and Bad Luck
Geng Xuan's movements suddenly froze, his neck slowly turned as if it was rusty, and he looked towards the door.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the door, through the rain curtain, and saw the simple, dilapidated courtyard door that had no effect on protecting people at all and was now being washed by wind and rain, as well as the person knocking on the door outside the courtyard gate.

After a brief pause, the knocking on the door started again, more rapid and forceful.

"Boom bang bang-"

Geng Xuan knew that he could not remain silent any longer.

He was still thinking in his heart that the other party did not choose to force his way into the shabby gate with zero defense, which was already very polite. He should not be ungrateful.

"Who?!"

No one answered.

Geng Xuan's heart was lifted again.

Just as Geng Xuan was becoming suspicious, after a moment of obvious silence, a deep, middle-aged man's voice finally came from outside, speaking with concern:

"Ah Xuan, are you okay?"

The image of a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the messy memories of his previous life that had not yet been sorted out.

Chen Rongshan was a good friend of his predecessor's father, and he had taken good care of his predecessor since his father passed away.

More importantly, the two families are neighbors living next door to each other.

After knowing the identity of the outsider, Geng Xuan felt relieved.

But soon, it was suspended again.

"Did he hear anything?"

Although there was thunder in the sky during the operation, which could cover up some traces, Geng Xuan had no idea how effective it would be.

Not to mention the two short shouts of the young man in brocade robe, he also made a lot of noise intermittently since he broke into the house, so it was normal for his neighbor Chen Rongshan to discover something.

Geng Xuan's mind was full of thoughts, but he didn't pause for a moment. He said with surprise and confusion:

"Is it Uncle Chen?!"

Then, gratefully said:
"Thank you Uncle Chen for your concern, I'm fine.

I was just a little bored, so I've been practicing in the house since it started raining. I accidentally fell just now and hit my tendon. It hurts a lot. Did I disturb you?"

Geng Xuan was panting while speaking, but he did not try to hide his breath. He paused for a moment before continuing, "Uncle Chen, please wait for me. I'll open the door for you when I recover."

Although he said this, Geng Xuan felt quite nervous.

If the other party really wants to come into the house to take a look, how should I respond?

Fortunately, outside the hospital, Chen Rongshan said very "sensibly":
"Why open the door? It's so late at night. Since you are okay, I will go back."

After a pause, he continued, "I know you are eager to practice, but everything should be done in moderation. Too much is as bad as too little... You should have a good rest."

"...I understand. Thank you, Uncle Chen."

After Geng Xuan finished replying, he heard the footsteps fading away and the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing. The scene of Chen Rongshan returning home naturally emerged in his mind, and his heart finally settled down.

But the next moment, it was hanging high again.

"It's raining so hard right now and we're so far away, how loud a noise would it take for me to hear it so clearly?"

"If it's because of my keen hearing, then why didn't I hear anything when he came?"

"Knock on the door. How long has he been standing in front of the gate? Did he just arrive, or…"

One thought after another made Geng Xuan start to feel uneasy.

In the end, it was the movement below that brought Geng Xuan back to reality.

The appearance of Chen Rongshan not only shocked him, but also stimulated the guy under him. Perhaps he saw a life-saving straw.

Chen Rongshan's departure stimulated him so much that he, who was already on his deathbed, began to sway gently again, making his last struggle like a fish out of water.

"What a little cockroach!"

Geng Xuan held the knife and gently wiped the opponent's throat. He heard a "hissing" sound like a balloon leaking air, and the opponent's struggle stopped instantly.

Exhausted, he rolled off the other person's back.

Just as he was about to turn over and sit up, he saw a pair of dead fish-like eyes staring at him intently, full of disbelief, as if saying: "Why is it you? How could it be you?!"

He may have thought of countless possibilities for the murderer who killed him, but he never thought that it would really be a "dead person" killed by his own hands.

"Are you curious?" Geng Xuan asked.

The young man could not answer, but his rapidly fading eyes wavered slightly.

Geng Xuan was willing to answer questions for a dying man:

"You said you, if you want to kill someone, then kill them, why do you want to vent your anger?
It would have been fine if he was just venting his anger, but he actually spit at me!

If you could be a little more polite, why would you do this? "

The remaining vitality was about to disappear, and the young man's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened wide.

Do not look down.

In the last moments of his life, the young man seemed to want to say something.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t say anything when his life came to an end.

But Geng Xuan understood his last words.

"Revenge! Revenge!"

Geng Xuan's mood suddenly became heavy.

At this moment, Geng Xuan suddenly saw that the red mist that was originally hanging above the young man's head seemed to be sucked by some invisible force and flew straight towards him and sank into his forehead, exactly where he had been struck by the fatal sword.

Geng Xuan quickly reached out to touch it, but felt nothing. The skin was smooth and intact, and there was no trace of the horrific sword wound that caused the death of his predecessor.

Just as Geng Xuan was about to stop, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and his index finger stopped at the sword wound on his forehead.

He pressed a little harder and could clearly feel the bones under the skin, like a smooth, round bead embedded in the skull. It fit perfectly, as if it were one piece.

Could it be that this resurrection from the dead has caused some strange mutation in this body?
"Or, is this just a bead?" Geng Xuan thought.

Geng Xuan was surprised, and a piece of information appeared in his mind.

[Capture the remaining energy, do you want to refine it? ]

Geng Xuan's mind was full of thoughts, but that did not prevent him from making the right decision.

"Refine!" Geng Xuan muttered to himself.

[The remaining energy is being refined...]

After only a moment, the new information was imprinted in my mind.

【The remaining energy has been refined.】

【Good luck twenty, bad luck six. 】

"Good luck? Bad luck? What is that?"

Just as Geng Xuan was thinking this, a new piece of information came to his mind.

【Wu Youren committed many sins in his life, which were a poisonous tumor to humanity. If you can eliminate them, you will have good luck.】

[The way of heaven is like a furnace, the way of man is like a net, where there is killing there will be disaster, and there will be bad luck. ]

This information seemed to arise from Geng Xuan's doubts, and he soon understood.

There is no need to mention the "good luck", but it was the "bad luck" that made Geng Xuan feel worried again.

However, he understood that this "bad luck" was not due to the cultivation of "residual energy".

In essence, "bad luck" is a disaster, the inevitable backlash after he killed Wu Youren.

Reflected on the practical level, it is the various actions that Wu Youren's father, brothers, relatives and friends may take because of his death, which may bring him misfortune.

Originally, this calamity was hidden. Now, because of the refinement of the "residual energy", it was clearly revealed in the form of "black luck", which made him alert, which was also a good thing.

"What's the use of this good fortune?"

As soon as the thought came to mind, another piece of information came to mind.

[1. Accelerate the comprehension and mastery of skills and techniques;

Second, treat injuries and strengthen the body;
3. Warm and nourish the flint beads and perform deep refining.

4. Others.

The first two uses were easy to understand, but the third function made Geng Xuan puzzled.

"A flint bead? Is it really a bead?"

Geng Xuan couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead again, "Could it be that the resurrection of this body and even my time travel were all caused by it?"

To Geng Xuan's disappointment, no new information emerged to answer his doubts.

“It seems that this response also has its limits.”

Geng Xuan thought again: "What's the point of deep refining? Does this mean that my current mastery of the Flint Pearl is not deep enough?"

[The Flint Pearl now grants the host the Eye of True Vision and the ability to invoke good fortune. After consuming 10,000 points of good fortune and performing deep rituals, the host will gain more abilities, including the ability to invoke bad fortune.]

"The Eye of True Vision should be the ability that allows me to see the 'red name' above Wu Youren's head."

The ability to call upon "good luck" goes without saying, and the ability to call upon "black luck" after deep training also made Geng Xuan very excited, and he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

"If I can use this bad luck, then I don't have to bear the consequences of killing someone?"

Although he was envious, Geng Xuan, who only had 20 points of luck, could only think about it in his mind.

"To get 10,000 points of luck, someone like Wu Youren must kill 500 people first!"

Isn’t this just a foolish dream?

Each one is so difficult to kill.

Even when I had all the advantages, I was almost overturned by the opponent. If it were a different scenario, let alone a head-on confrontation, I would be the one to die if the opponent had the slightest chance to counterattack.

What's more, even if he could really succeed, the "bad luck" accumulated from such wanton killing would be enough to drown him.

The whole world is an enemy.

This is something Geng Xuan simply cannot bear now.

Having given up the idea of resolving the issue once and for all, Geng Xuan continued to study other things.

"This must be a joke, what the hell is this 'other'?" Geng Xuan thought.

【Please explore on your own. 】

A brief message came to mind.

"..."

……

Although Wu Youren was killed by him, the six points of bad luck kept reminding Geng Xuan that this matter was not over yet.

This made him feel a sense of crisis. Since there was no permanent solution, he could only try his best to use this "good luck" to improve his own strength.

When Geng Xuan focused his thoughts on this, information about skills that could be improved naturally emerged in his mind.

【Iron Sheet Kung Fu (Beginner)+】

【Iron Sand Palm (Beginner)+】

【Circumcision (minor success) +】

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