Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

In the car, Zhong Lin glanced at the garbage bag on the co-pilot several times, and finally couldn't help asking: "Xing Xing, why don't you throw away this bag?"

This garbage bag was brought all the way from Wang's house. The bag is light and flimsy, and I don't know what it contains.

Mu Xing looked at him inscrutablely: "I can't throw it away."

Zhong Lin was at a loss, but now Mu Xing is a very mysterious and great master in his eyes. Master, it is normal to have some little secrets that ordinary people cannot know.

Mu Xing was the host and invited Zhong Lin to dinner, but Zhong Lin was very "tactful" to pay the money in advance because he was considerate of his friend's family situation.

Mu Xing: "..."

There was a vague premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after the meal, several people left. When Mu Xing passed by the gate of the restaurant, his sleeves gently brushed against the flowers on the flower stand.

He swears, it was definitely just his sleeve rubbing against him, and he didn't even feel any force.

But on the flower stand that hadn't even been shaken, there were two potted flowers that fell off the shelf with a "pop", and even the flower stems were broken. It seemed that they couldn't die anymore.

Many people in the restaurant heard the movement and looked over.

Mu Xing: "..."

I said this flower touches porcelain, will anyone believe me?

Of course no one will believe it.

The restaurant was quite reasonable, and the surveillance video was called up immediately. On the screen, Mu Xing's arm did "bump" into the flower stand.

And before the potted flower fell, it stayed firmly on the flower stand, and no one except Mu Xing touched it.

The two potted flowers are relatively expensive varieties, and the restaurant is used as a facade. The value of the two potted flowers is added up, no more, no less, a total of 99.

Mu Xing: "..."

He greeted the ancestors of the Mu family who don't know which animal realm they are reincarnating in now, and paid the money honestly.

The restaurant is innocent, and so is he.

If he doesn't pay for this money now, he will always have to pay for something else today.

It would be nice to simply solve the problem.

After walking out of the restaurant, Zhong Lin looked at Mu Xing worriedly: "Xing Xing, your luck seems to be not very good recently."

From picking up Mu Xing to the Wang family, until now, there have been three minor accidents on Mu Xing along the way.

Seeing the worry in his friend's eyes, Mu Xing warmed his heart, and said calmly, "Don't worry, it's just bad luck, it's not a big problem."

Zhong Lin was worried: "Really?"

Mu Xing: "Of course, you forgot my ability? Is there really something that I don't know?"

Zhong Lin thought of Mu Xing's ability, and immediately felt relieved: "It's true."

Mu Xing returned home with the plastic bag.

Because of the inexplicable bad luck on his body, even though Wen Li repeatedly expressed that he didn't mind, Mu Xing still didn't live with her.

The house he lives in now is no longer the old flat, nor the newly bought big villa—both of which are gone.

Wen Li spent money to buy a small high-rise with a good environment for her son to live in, the one without transfer of ownership.

This is why Mu Xing feels that Mu Qiong is worse than himself: he still has a mother to support him, and now he still has a metaphysical ability to make money to eat.

Mu Qiong has nothing left.

After his mother divorced Mu Rong back then, she was stubborn and cold, and cut off all contact methods. It is said that she went abroad to settle down and never came back. This son was never born.

in the living room.

The plastic bag was opened, and the black shadow shivered out of the bag.

Mu Xing could only see a vague shadow, but he couldn't make out her appearance. From her figure, she was a thin woman, wearing what looked like an ancient robe.

Mu Xing asked about her background.

The soul didn't look very smart, and he stammered that he had been wandering for hundreds of years or thousands of years, and he didn't quite remember his identity.

She seems to have missed the time of reincarnation, no one cares about her, she has been wandering in this world, and she has no descendants to worship, it is very pitiful.

She didn't know what happened that day, but she bumped into the little granddaughter of the Wang family, and accidentally fell on Wang Yinyin's body.

She didn't have any malice at the beginning, but she became a person all of a sudden. Seeing the grandeur of the Wang family, Wang Yinyin's room was beautiful and spacious, the quilt was soft and fragrant, and she also ate delicious food that she hadn't tasted for hundreds of years!

I can't bear to leave at all.

The ghost was weeping, the voice was bitter and cold, and it was far and near, accompanied by bursts of yin, it was really tormenting people's ears.

Oh...it's a torment for the cat's ears too.

Ling Nu couldn't help scratching his ears with his paws several times, seeing that the ghost hadn't stopped, he meowed fiercely.

Warning: "If you make any more noise, I'll eat you!"

The ghost hiccupped in fright, and really didn't dare to cry.

Mu Xing noticed a cool gaze carefully falling on him.

It was the ghost who looked at him eagerly.

He was a little worried: after all, he was not a professional, and he would not save dead souls.

I don't know any messenger from the underworld to take her to reincarnation.

Mu Xing thought for a while and asked her, "What do you think?"

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and then murmured: "I want to reincarnate."

She is so envious of Wang Yinyin.

She also wants to be human.

Mu Xing scratched his head and glanced at her: "Wait a minute."

He lowered his head, picked up his phone, opened the search box, and entered "how to save the dead".

The first item that jumped out was a Buddhist scripture.

It said that devout chanting has the effect of superseding.

Mu Xing began to read according to the scripture above.

Hand-made dolls don't feel much, the spirit slave lying on the ground:? ? ?

When he was still alive, he had stayed with the old monk in the temple for decades, and he heard that Mu Xing was reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

But... how can there be such a casual transcendence?The scriptures are not read properly.

Besides, Mu Xing is not a Buddhist cultivator, is he?

Ling Slave thought of his brain twitching, following such an incomprehensible master to practice and accumulate merit in the world, and felt that his future was gloomy.

Don't ask, if you ask, the cat will regret it.

But the cat's regret didn't last 10 minutes.

The Ling slave lying on the ground suddenly widened his eyes.

He saw golden Sanskrit writing overflowing from Mu Xing's body, and the golden light fell on the people and demons in the room.

The golden light looked dazzling, but it was very gentle when it fell on the body.

Ling Slave felt that the scars and grievances left by the 500-year suppression on his soul had been healed a lot.

The hand-made doll yelled several times, and fell asleep in the golden light contentedly, but the corner of the doll's mouth curled into a smile, which was weird no matter how you looked at it.

The biggest change is undoubtedly the already blurred ghost.

Under the shroud of golden Sanskrit, her figure gradually became clear. She was a fourteen-year-old girl with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

She looked happy and sad, and her mind woke up from the chaos.

Those Sanskrit words paved a road under her feet, leading to the dark underworld.

The female ghost burst into tears, bowed down to Mu Xing, and said gratefully: "Thank you, my lord, for opening up a way for me to die."

She didn't dare to waste time, and immediately stepped on the path guided by the Buddha's light, and her figure disappeared into the darkness.

Ling Nu looked at Mu Xing with a complicated expression: No wonder at first, I couldn't hurt him at all, and I could attract the Buddha's light by opening my mouth. Could it be that he is some kind of Buddha...

Before he finished his emotion, Mu Xing said in surprise: "I just tried it according to what I wrote on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to work. I'm really a genius!"

Ling slave: "..."

He couldn't help thinking: If those people in the Buddhist sect heard this, they would be so sad that they would cry.

Mu Xing already felt that he had found a new part-time job, and he was in a good mood.

The next day, Mu Xing, who couldn't make any money going out to work anyway, was resting at home, throwing wool balls with Ling Nu.

Ling slave: "..."

In fact, he despised such childish activities in his heart, but...

The body is too honest!

As soon as he saw the ball of wool flying out, before he could react, his paws flew out and bit the ball of wool.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Mu Xing's indulgent and smiling eyes.

Hey!Just very angry!

Suddenly a burst of golden light fell from the sky, falling on Mu Xing, him and the doll.

The three of them just felt warm and comfortable.

Mu Xing also faintly felt that the bad luck hanging over his head had dissipated a little...a little.

This is the golden light of merit.

Mu Xing snorted and received a call from Wang Xuqing.

Wang Xuqing told him that in the name of his granddaughter or Mu Xing, he donated a large sum of money to poor mountainous areas for charity.

The golden brilliance of merit, presumably came from this incident, Lingnu and others also contributed their efforts in rescuing Wang Yinyin, so they have their own contribution.

Mu Xing's eyes glowed, as if he had found a path he had never imagined.

A Master Mu suddenly appeared in City Z.

According to rumors, although this master is very young, his Taoism is very profound.

No matter how intractable diseases and various evils are difficult to deal with, most of them can be solved for you by entrusting them to him.

Problems that cannot be solved by other masters can be solved with him.

And this master has a well-known rule: no matter how troublesome it is, he only charges 99.There is just one request, the victim should do more good deeds for the rest of his life to accumulate virtue.

Mu Xing's fame rose quickly.

What the metaphysical world lacks the most is masters with real talents.

Quite a few swindlers can even earn a lot of fame through their acting skills, let alone Mu Xing who has real skills?

Although this Master Mu's methods of dealing with things have always been very simple and rude, but no one who has seen it can say that he is not good.

And those who generally believe in these will also regard the words of these masters as iron rules.

For example, Wang Xuqing, who has fallen in love with various charitable causes, is now a well-known benevolent businessman in the circle.

After being warned by Mu Xing to do more good deeds, other people also regarded it as the truth and highly respected it.

Therefore, Mu Xing would receive a golden light of merit every now and then, and his luck was no longer as bad as before.

His fame spread from City Z to Que City, the Mu family's hometown.

At the Mu family's ancestral house, there are still a few people who know about the ancestors.

Mu Rong's father and son died and went mad, and once the family business was disbanded, bad luck enveloped the entire Mu family...

A few older people who knew a little about the inside story quietly took people to Jiaoming Mountain to search around, and found that the hole had been broken, so why don't they understand?

They were panicked and afraid, worrying day and night that they would end up like Mu Rong and his son.After asking around, I learned that there is a very powerful Master Mu in Z City.

Still home.

The Mu family always inquired everywhere, and finally found some connections, which made people contact Mu Xing.

I heard that it was Mu Xing from the Mu family: "..."

This is really a bit of a coincidence.

He turned his head and glanced at Ling Nu, the fierce little cat had already sharpened its claws.

Mu Xing: I have never seen such a rush to deliver.