Do you think it's my fault?

Dao is watching a creature.

She doesn't look too special, but if someone else opens their eyes, they can see the rich luck in this person that moves the world. As long as she wants, the world can revolve around her.

The titles of the protagonist in the novel, the Son of Destiny, the Son of Luck, and the Bell of Heaven and Earth can all be assigned to her without any sense of disobedience.

It will be like this, Dao is happy.

With the relationship between Dao and her, even if she couldn't think about destroying the world for a moment, Dao would happily give the world to her to play with.

Wu Yuan didn't know that there was a backstage behind her that nothing could shake. At this moment, she was doing something that would make anyone's heart beat abnormally if they saw it.

The height of a twenty-story building is about 60 meters. For a life without special abilities—such as cultivators, gods, monsters, ghosts, etc.—this is a distance that the only way to fall is to die. , just walking on the female wall on the roof of this high-rise building.

There is no rope, no parachute, no hang glider, no air cushion, no protective measures, just like walking on the street.

It looked like he was courting death.

Of course, Wu Yuan couldn't be looking for death, she walked steadily, even if she was stepping on a road a little wider than her shoes, her body didn't sway very much, her sense of balance was so good that even jugglers walking on a tightrope would be ashamed.

Walking to the corner, Wu Yuan was lifting her feet, and there was a burst of music in her pocket, as if something had broken, her half-slung head lifted up, and under the sunlight, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

Stretching her hand into the windbreaker pocket, her feet landed steadily, Wu Yuan stretched her other hand to her mouth and yawned softly, then started to answer the phone while continuing to walk.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Bastard, I've been waiting for you at the foot of the mountain for half an hour, have you fucking forgotten about it!"

The continuous cannon on the opposite side made Wu Yuan pause, and there was still tiredness in her foggy eyes, and she let out a nasal voice: "Huh?"

"Sign up, sign up! Your baby signed up today... Wucao, you won't forget me, my car is here, you hurry up and bring your three boys down!"

"Huh?" Wu Yuan tilted her head, her gray eyes made her look confused and innocent, "But... tomorrow is the date we agreed upon."

Wu Yuan lowered her eyes.

——Only today, no matter how bad her memory is, she will never forget it.

There was silence for a while, presumably he was flipping through his phone.

"..."

"...Fuckfuckfuck, I adjusted the time manually before, and the hand trembled and adjusted it a day earlier. I said why there was no traffic jam! I was wrong, I'm sorry, Wu Yuan, then I will come to you tomorrow."

"Ah."

According to the way of hospitality, Wu Yuan should call this acquaintance who has a good relationship to come over and have a glass of water for her to rest. After all, she drove all the way to the suburbs.However, Wu Yuan just said goodbye and let the red beetle go away.

I really don't know how to behave.

In any case, you have to pretend to be able to get along in this society.

Wu Yuan pressed down the brim of her hat, and made up the last three laps on the wall to make up an integer, which can be regarded as satisfying her obsessive-compulsive disorder before... jumping.

The sound of the wind made the windbreaker rattle, and Wu Yuan's hood was playfully lifted, revealing her short gray hair.

Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer, Wu Yuan was about to fall into a meatloaf. She kicked out of nowhere, as if there was something under her feet, and she raised it three feet abruptly, relieving her strength. .

This method of going downstairs is faster than the elevator, but it is too scary. Wu Yuan dared to be so presumptuous because of the fact that there are few people here, and she is still on the top of the mountain.

Holding up the hood, pulling it and covering it, half of her face returned to the shadow, and Wu Yuan went down the mountain with this melancholy young man playing with mystery.

It's not her fault, it's really weird to watch without covering your eyes and half-closed them.

Wu Yuan just went down the mountain all the way with ease, the road was so familiar that she was moving completely with her body instinct, and stopped when she felt another breath with her instinct.

It was a six or seven-year-old boy, he was well fed, and he looked a little... chubby, and he couldn't help but want to pinch his face.

Wu Yuan stopped her light work, fell to the ground, pulled down her hood to reveal her entire face, and looked at the little boy with unbelievably soft eyes, "Xiao Fei."

Lao Tzu looked up, patted his trousers slowly and stood up, "Huh?" The snake that he was playing with just now was quietly wrapped around his hand, as obedient as a crystal bracelet.

Wu Yuan turned a blind eye to her younger brother playing with this dangerous animal, and only said: "I'm going out, Xiaofei must watch out for my younger brothers at home."

Lao Tzu looked at Wu Yuan silently for three seconds, then nodded slowly.

The two were silent for a few seconds, Wu Yuan lowered her eyes, covered her face again with the hood, "...I'm leaving."

There are pads of flesh under Wu Yuan's feet, and she has always walked silently, and the only sound left in this small area is the hissing and spitting of snakes.

Wu Yuan walked down the mountain, walking unhappily, as if she was waiting for something.Just when he was about to completely leave Lao Tzu's sight, he finally heard a voice from behind: "I see that your seal is black today... Come back early."

--puff!

Wu Yuan hooked her lips, "Okay."

Three younger brothers and two arrogant, as an elder sister, she can only go with a tolerant attitude... guide them to speak their minds ╮(╯▽╰)╭

When she got down the mountain, there was already a taxi waiting for her.

"Please drive to XX cemetery, the price is round-trip, thank you."

Get in the car, lean against the window, close your eyes, all in one go. The driver gave me a sneaky look, and was unsure whether to call Mr. or Miss. Fortunately, the other party fell asleep as soon as he got in the car—whether he was really asleep or not, he just didn’t need to talk to him.

Speaking of which, this male and female customer is really weird. He owns an entire mountain, but even rents out his car. Is this a hobby of rich people?

Wu Yuan didn't know what the driver was complaining about. It took half an hour to go to the cemetery, so she could just take this opportunity to take a nap. It's always a problem of not getting enough sleep. Now Wu Yuan I can already get used to it.After all, it doesn't affect her daily life, she just wants to sleep. If Wu Yuan insists, not sleeping will not hinder her.

The driver parked the car outside the cemetery, and was about to shout when he saw Wu Yuan sitting up straight on time, raising her hood, and looking at him with her eyes open: "Please wait for half an hour."

Wu Yuan lowered her head when she got into the car just now, but this time she saw the look in her eyes clearly, and made the driver jump, "Oh, ok, no problem."

Will you still wear colored contact lenses when you go to the cemetery?Natural gray eyes?Hey, the world is really big, full of wonders.

The driver took out a cigarette and lit one. While puffing out the smoke, his eyes glanced at the meter inadvertently, and he calculated the harvest of this trip in his mind.

That's when the phone call came in.

The driver took a puff of cigarettes and casually connected the phone, his words filled with the smell of snuff: "Hello..."

With a thud, the phone hit the front desk, and the cigarette fell on his pants. The driver didn't care about the thing that made him happy like a fairy, and hurriedly dialed back the phone that was accidentally hung up, his hands were shaking.

Wu Yuan carried her belongings and walked all the way to the cemetery. The rows of black tombstones made the atmosphere gloomy and depressing, and Wu Yuan had already drawn a white line from her lips.

Regardless of how a person was during his lifetime, after death, only the cold stele shows his sense of existence. China has always attached importance to incense, so Wu Yuan would come here twice a year.

One time is Qingming, the other time is...

Festival day.

"Dad, I'm here to see you." Wu Yuan bent down and put down a bouquet of flowers, and murmured, "Don't worry, I've had a good life this year too, I ate well and slept well, I didn't lack money, and my martial arts didn't fail. It's so cruel that no one dares to bully me."

"Xiao Fei, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yue are also fine. They are already seven years old, and they will be able to go to elementary school tomorrow..."

Speaking of this, Ling Wu Yuan couldn't help but sigh the ruthlessness of time, it seems that seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, and those three pink and tender little dumplings have grown into today's big dumplings.

Back then they didn't even want to call their sister, and they got along for several years before they let her go.

As if in order not to worry the deceased, the girl smiled slightly and talked for almost half an hour.

"I promised to only come to see you twice a year, to live my life well, and I'll come back next year on Qingming Festival to bring you something delicious." Wu Yuan ended with these words, and said "Good morning, goodbye" with a flick of her eye and left. go.

All the way out of the cemetery, the images in Wu Yuan's mind were like a movie. It was a dream she had after her father's death. In the dream, her father's care was still vivid in her memory, and she only allowed to see him twice a year. It was also given at that time.Wu Yuan knew that her father was afraid that she would be depressed in death, so she would not be able to go out because of her frequent visits, so Wu Yuan made such a request. In order to let her father go with peace of mind, Wu Yuan has kept this agreement all these years.

The first time I saw the driver, Wu Yuan, I noticed something was wrong. The driver's collar was messed up, his lips were still trembling, and his face was whiter than lime. It was obvious that a major accident had happened within half an hour.

Wu Yuan only glanced at it, then pulled down her hood and continued to sleep.

We met by chance, so why bother to exchange words.

The driver was a driver with professional ethics, no matter how upset he was, he never left Wu Yuan and drove away first. The hand holding the steering wheel did not tremble, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his lips were trembling.

On weekdays, the driver just reads the reports on newspapers and TV, and condemns those lunatics who have lost their fortunes by gambling, and pity the family members who were implicated in this way. Don't do this nonsense.

But the phone call just now slapped him loudly.

Yes, his precious daughter is not infected with gambling, but she has too much credit card overdraft... Forgive him for not being able to say two words.

More than 300!

He went to sell the kidney and it was only worth 30 yuan, what a zero!

However, his daughter's panic-stricken crying was overwhelming in his heart. The driver couldn't bear to let it go, but he was powerless. Even if he had the cheek to ask his relatives and friends to borrow money, he couldn't make up for fifty thousand and one million. God.

The driver couldn't calm down at all. For a while, he thought about letting the child die on his own, and then he remembered her lively appearance when she was a child. It became a miserable scene of an elderly wife with black hair mixed with white silk and wrinkles on her face, who had to go out to find work because of too much debt at home.

There are few cars in the suburbs. The driver drove a long section of the road and encountered very few vehicles. Many unknown trees were planted on both sides of the main road. At night, when there is no light other than the lights of the Xingyue car, it looks gloomy.

Xu was hiding something in his heart, the driver only felt that it took a long time to drive this way, and he really wanted to turn into a motorcycle race, and complained that Wu Yuan couldn't live in the urban area, so he insisted on buying hills outside-to show off how much money he has!

When parking, Wu Yuan's biological clock woke her up on time, waiting for the driver to unlock the central lock.

Originally, the driver was about to unlock the lock, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind like lightning, leaving a scratch. The driver stepped on the accelerator subconsciously. When the speed rose to [-] rpm, the driver realized that he was doing something. What, but still lifted the clutch, making it clear that he wanted to drive again, and wouldn't let Wu Yuan get off.

Wu Yuan:? ? ?

Although it was the first time she encountered this kind of operation, Wu Yuan was not panicked, her face was extremely calm, "Kidnapping?"

After doing everything, the driver didn't intend to turn around, but said in a rough voice: "It's good for the kid to know, just sit down for me, it's in the wilderness here, I'm desperate to call for help. Don't even think about calling the police. Believe it or not, I stabbed you to death with a knife." you."

"I see that your seal is black today..."

The younger brother's soft childish voice echoed, and the corner of Wu Yuan's mouth twitched, no way...

Ordinary people would have been terrified when they encountered such a thing, but Wu Yuan just blinked her eyes and let out an indifferent "Oh" after recovering.

You said this is the attitude of normal people when they are kidnapped!

Then, the girl didn't know whether it was naive or something else, but she said in a very natural tone: "If you don't let me go, something will happen."

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[Quick Transmigration] The male god has become a monk again!

Author: Shui Mingxia

Introduction: There is always such a proud son of heaven, he is aloof and aloof, with outstanding abilities, he can make a blockbuster every time, and finally disturb the situation, becoming a... Taoist priest.

Everyone respects or fears or admires or hates him, but the person involved is only planning the layout while thinking about the road——

How long can I be a monk?

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[-]. The male protagonist's perspective The male protagonist's perspective.

[-]. Although it is a derivative, except for the last world which is prehistoric, everything else is original.

[-]. There is no cp, the male protagonist is dedicated to becoming a Taoist priest, obsessed with cultivating immortals, and all emotional lines are single arrows.

[-]. Daily update, update time, [-]:[-] a.m. every day.

[-]. The author's logic is dead, and the knowledge reserve is low. The cuties are welcome to point out the BUG, ​​but if you find faults... the author will hate people [serious.jpg

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