Villain: There are too many children of luck, I am so bad at it

The old man was standing in front of a bookstore, but the old man was still standing.

Outside a small shop, a man was wearing a black cloak and a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

If he took off the mask, someone would find out that this person was actually Lin Yan, the genius of the Lin family who had lost his cultivation but now rose again.

At this time, he was standing outside the door excitedly waiting for the bookstore to open. He was not worried that his dress would attract other people's attention, because there were many people dressed like this around him.

Even this has become their symbol - the fan support clothing of Master Chunqiu.

"Teacher Chunqiu's new book is finally going to be released. I have been waiting for this day for too long. I dare not touch it when I go to the toilet."

"Yes, yes, every night when I sleep, I put my hands outside the quilt."

"It is really a blessing for Qinghong City to have Teacher Chunqiu!"

"Yes, every time I look at Teacher Chunqiu's pictures again, I have a new feeling every time. Obviously nothing is exposed, but it is so astringent! It is completely different from those straightforward coquettish bitches!"

While waiting for the bookstore to open, several men in black have gathered together to discuss, and Lin Yan on the side also nodded in agreement.

He couldn't help but recall the day when he met Master Chunqiu (pictures):

Because his cultivation level regressed, his fiancée took this opportunity to come to the door to cancel the engagement. He was full of anger and made a three-year agreement, but he also knew that with his current appearance, he would definitely lose in three years.

That day, he had no intention of practicing. He walked into a bookstore in a daze and saw several people with tightly wrapped things buying a book. It seemed that seeing his miserable appearance, one of them bought an extra book and stuffed it into his pocket:

"Brother, although I don't know what you have been through, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome. If you are really tired, just read this. Life needs to be indulged occasionally!"

After that, the people with tightly wrapped things left.

Lin Yan looked down at the book that was stuffed into his arms. There was nothing on the cover, only the words "Spring and Autumn".

He opened it and his eyes widened immediately.

"This... this is despicable..."

He quickly closed the book, his face flushed, and raised the book to throw it away.

But in the end, he still retracted his arm. He didn't know why he stuffed the book into his arms and went home.

I wanted to hide the book in a hidden place and never open it again, but the pictures in the book lingered in his mind. For some reason, he took out the Spring and Autumn Annals and started to read it.

Ah, this shape, ah, this shadow, it is just like the real thing, but different from the real person, with a different kind of beauty.

For a moment, Lin Yan didn't know how to describe it. After thinking about it, there were only two words in his mind-art!

In this world that focuses on artistic conception rather than form, Bai Feng's sketch is like a firecracker stuck in cow dung, giving the people of this world a shocking baptism of erotic pictures.

It's not that Lin Yan hasn't read this kind of book. When he was a child, he found several books in his father's room, but none of them were as exquisite as this book. Compared with this book, his father's collection is simply shit!

After reading it, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. He ran to the bookstore before dawn the next day.

Since then, he has gained a new hobby, and at the same time, he is full of expectations for tomorrow again.

Facing the ridicule of others and the stagnant cultivation again, he rarely felt angry and complained. He still wanted to continue to look at Master Chunqiu's pictures. How could he be defeated by such a small setback!

He liked a sentence that Master Chunqiu said in the interview - those who can't kill you will eventually make you stronger!

Although Master Chunqiu talked about the book being banned and forced to change his pen name in the interview, he felt that this sentence was also suitable for him. To be narcissistic, this sentence was tailor-made for him.

It was also thanks to Master Chunqiu (the book) that he got out of the trough of his life.

"The door is open, everyone rush!!"

The roar of others pulled Lin Yan out of his memories. He quickly raised his head and his swift steps were like a loach in the crowd. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the crowd.

"The signed version of Master Chunqiu's new book is mine!"

"Damn, I was a step too slow!"

"Damn it, I'll learn a better body movement tomorrow, let's see who dares to compete with me next time!"

"Friend, please stay, I'm willing to pay double the price!"

"

I'll pay three times!"

But Lin Yan ignored him, paid the bill quickly, and rushed out of the chaotic crowd again.

On the way back, the old man in the ring was hesitant to speak. He couldn't understand why Lin Yan didn't practice in the sect and went out to the bookstore to grab a copy of the emperor's uncle.

"Well, disciple, we can't be too indulgent. Although you are still young, you can't..."

"Don't worry, Master, I know what I'm doing!" Lin Yan looked around and made sure that there was no one around, then he pulled off his mask and cloak, "I just like Master Chunqiu's paintings very much. I can see the tenacious spirit of Master Chunqiu in every stroke of the painting. ”

“…”

The old man opened his mouth. What kind of tenacity can you see from a pornographic picture?

Could it be that he absorbed spiritual energy for too long while sleeping, causing his apprentice to have psychological problems?

Forget it, he just likes to look at pornographic pictures, not a weird hobby, just let him be.

…

[Luck Value +1]

Bai Feng stopped painting and frowned slightly—here it comes again!

In the past year, there have always been system prompts popping up from time to time. Although each time only adds a little or two, it can’t stand the frequent occurrence! Now his luck value has exceeded 100, and the luck value is already 114!

He carefully reviewed what happened in recent years and made sure that he didn’t meet the son of luck.

If there is any difference, it is that his sister joined the Tianjian Sect. Could it be that this luck value was provided by his sister?

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Today is the day for the new book release. I'll relax a bit and go listen to some music.

Bai Feng changed his clothes from a plain blue robe to a gorgeous dress that a dandy disciple likes. He held a fan in his hand and had a frivolous smile on his face. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary dandy.

You should wear this dress when listening to music, so that you can blend in with a group of dandy and look ordinary.

Carefully slipping out of the back door of the Bai family, leaving the Bai family, Bai Feng took the steps of not recognizing his relatives. Except for not having a follower, he looked like a dandy.

'Should I get a follower? A dandy without a follower seems a bit conspicuous. '

Bai Feng was also thinking about this matter, but he couldn't find anyone willing to act with him in a short time.

Forget it, I'll find a chance to talk about it later.

"Hmm? "

Bai Feng suddenly frowned slightly - his luck was really bad today, he actually ran into the son of luck on the street, I hope he doesn't notice me.

If I had known earlier, I would have stayed at home today.