C2 When i meet the fat beggar again my fate changes

Lin Jun didn't say a word as he looked at him warily.

"Sit down, sit down, or I'll shout. "I don't really care about myself, you know …" The fat beggar sighed, as if he was talking about an extremely regretful matter.

Unable to do anything else, Lin Jun could only sit down. He knew that the old man in front of him was not simple. How could an old man who could hold him down with one hand be simple?

I see you like my book, and you're quite sincere about it." It's really hard on you. It's a pity that I didn't know you were so sincere back then. The fat beggar was now dressed in bright, bright clothes, like a wealthy Sect Leader. How could he find his way to the end of his days like this? Lin Jun didn't say a word as he stared at him. He knew that this guy was very smart. If he was careless, he would fall for it again. He wasn't afraid of doing it again, but the problem was that he hadn't eaten yet.

The fat beggar did not care about this and said, "You saw it too. The book is beautifully bound, the pictures are beautiful, the words are beautiful. You must have your reasons for liking it so much. Why don't you buy it?"

Lin Jun remained silent.

Well, two thousand dollars." What do you think? " The fat beggar had a smile on his face, clearly showing that he was' going to screw you over '. Lin Jun silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Even though he had drunk a whole day's worth of tea, his mouth still felt parched. He did not dare to get into trouble with the old man in front of him anymore, but two thousand yuan was no small sum. To him, that was equivalent to a month's living expenses! That included the money to go out with his girlfriend!

"I think you're quite sincere. Let's do it like this." The fat beggar laughed heartily as he took out his sixteen-open hardcover comic book from his pocket and pushed it across the table in front of Lin Jun. Lin Jun looked at the cover of the book and saw a fist that looked like it was about to be punched out. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out. This shitty book costs 2000! Lin Jun screamed out in his heart, but his expression did not change. He turned his gaze away from the book and looked at the smiling fat beggar.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to order?" the waiter asked, holding the book.

"Oh, wait a minute. Can't we see that?" The fat beggar impatiently waved his hand, pulling the words that Lin Jun wanted to say back into his stomach. He could only watch as the waiter slowly walked away.

"Hehe, young man, this is very worthwhile. I know you have money in your pocket, take it out. "

Lin Jun swallowed a mouthful of saliva. That's right, he did have money in his pockets. Originally, he was going to give it to the guy he beat up after climbing the mountain. A few days ago, he had already paid in advance for the hospital, but now he had just collected two thousand, exactly two thousand! He had a big question in his mind: How did he know?

"I feel that I have no sincerity, so I might as well not buy it. How about I give you money for a good meal? " Lin Jun tried to ask, looking around uneasily. He more or less understood the other party's personality. If Ye Zichen were to spoil the other party's mood, then the other party definitely wouldn't end up well.

"Pah!" A crisp sound rang out, and the table began to move slightly in a harmonic motion, causing the water in the cup to spread out like radio waves. Everyone in the restaurant turned their heads in exasperation.

"Brat, if you say no, then no! Hurry up and get the money, I don't have the patience anymore! " the fat beggar said, flustered.

"Hey, I met you by chance, I previously gave you money because I pitied you, and now you're even blackmailing me!" This matter, no matter how you look at it, I still have one word for it! " Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Jun rushed forward to refute the other party. However, just as he finished speaking, he heard a voice that was as loud as thunder!

"I was injured by you in the morning, I'll go to the hospital later!"

Lin Jun's heart tightened as he looked around the surroundings guiltily. However, no one reacted, as if they had not heard those words. Lin Jun was immediately put at ease as he looked suspiciously at the fat beggar.

"Do you believe that when the time comes …"

"I believe you, I believe you!" Lin Jun hastily took out the two thousand pieces from the inside pocket of his long jacket and threw them in front of the fat beggar.

The fat beggar smiled as he tapped the money. At the same time, he muttered something to himself: Young people these days really don't know how to be polite.

Lin Jun didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes as he hastily got up and left.

Lin Jun is now in school in Shanghai. Shanghai is an international metropolis, although dynasties, but it is the Oriental pearl this never changed. Lin Jun had practiced his skills well since he was young. He could easily wrestle or scatter, but he had used them all in fights. However, he was born smart. The things that he learned rarely stopped him. According to him, it was "easy." Those who knew him all felt that he was very loyal, those who didn't know him all felt that he was very arrogant, and those who had been beaten by him all had complicated feelings. On one hand, there was admiration, and on the other, there was fury.

He was born into a middle-class family. This kind of family, as everyone knew, was like a "layer of security". They could not hold power, and they could not use "vulnerable groups" to cause trouble, so their lives were not very comfortable. Fortunately, he still stayed at home. He didn't want to offend the adults, and he didn't want to offend the villains. He stayed in the Bai Ping Suite and didn't want to fall behind. Lin Jun felt at ease that his parents were very open-minded, not minding his business at all, causing him to stir up trouble. On the one hand, this made him fearless character, on the other hand, he seemed confident and free. In general, family factors can be considered benign.

But Lin Jun had not been doing well lately. Putting aside the fact that his girlfriend was indifferent to him and the fact that he was beating the guy until he still couldn't get up, just a fat beggar was enough to make him unable to eat or walk away.

Lin Jun was knocked on the door when he entered the restaurant, but he rushed out before he even got a grain of rice. He found a random direction and ran. Since it was a weekend, he thought, he might as well go home and make an advance on his living expenses. He subconsciously pinched the wallet in the back pocket of his jeans, where there wasn't much yuan left. He stopped and took a taxi to his house.

When he got home, his parents were dumbstruck. He glanced over the dining table and said that he was a bit tired and was going back to his room to sleep. Lin Jun's parents were left in the hall, quietly arguing with each other about whether or not Lin Jun was alright. Mother Lin insisted that there was something wrong, but Father Lin said that there definitely wasn't.

Lin Jun returned to his room and pulled open the curtain. Thinking back to the old man of today, he felt that something was amiss with everything. First of all, it didn't make sense to throw this guy who weighed 1.7m out of the street with a swing of his hand. Let's not talk about the fact that he did not have that much strength, just the other condition alone was not enough. Would he not f * cking let go when he was thrown aside? Furthermore, why was that thick book in his pocket? [And I don't feel anything at all?!] Again, how did he know he had two thousand in his pocket?

Lin Jun felt that this was simply too unbelievable. Even though his experiences throughout the day had been somewhat strange, he was still unable to fully comprehend what had happened. However, since he had eaten his fill, he decided to take a break. He took off his coat and flung it aside, but it did not hang on the tripod at the door, as he had expected, and it did not fly to the hanger.

"BOOM!" A dull thud was heard.

Lin Jun's eyes widened as he hurriedly ran over to pick up his clothes. Reaching into his pockets, he felt for his clothes. He was stunned. "Dong Dong", he retreated a few steps and sat on the bed. Surprisingly, a comic book he had bought from the fat beggar appeared in his hand! Two thousand yuan a comic book!

Lin Jun hurriedly looked left and right, but didn't find anything out of the ordinary. But then he laughed, blaming himself for being too neurotic. But then he stopped laughing. It's not that simple. Since he had nothing else to do and didn't know what the fat beggar was playing with, he opened the book.

Although the book was thick, it was only a hundred pages thick and covered in mimeographed paper. Lin Jun flipped open the cover of the book. The words "Golden Body Technique" were written in large letters. Combined with the golden color, it really did look like it was sparkling with golden light. He continued to flip through the pages. Each page was imprinted with a handsome man with golden hair. He stood, stood, or meditated. At first glance, it seemed to be the beginning of a variety of martial arts techniques. Lin Jun looked at the text below the picture and explained:

This style was called Celestial Dog Moon Eating, also known as Heaven Devouring, and was known as "Overbearing the World" and "Angry Shock River Mountain". As the name implied, if one practiced this move to the extreme, they could swallow the heavens, eat the moon, and their physical body had already reached the Transformation Boundary.

Lin Jun looked at the painting and saw the handsome man squatting in a horse stance, head thrown back, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. Lin Jun laughed. He did not see the overwhelming aura, but he saw the open constipation.

He continued to randomly flip through a few pages. In his heart, he sighed with emotion. Wasn't this the same fantasy novel that had risen up ten years ago and quickly declined? He didn't think that he would be able to create this "martial arts secret manual". A martial arts technique, something that every ambitious young man yearned for. It was something that could make one's martial arts unrivalled!

As he thought about it, a book turned over a few pages, and he thought to himself that he was naive. Just as he was about to close the book, his gaze suddenly focused on the page.

"The Immortal World is originally a human world, but the power of immortals is too strong. To ordinary people, it is the source of destruction, so the world is split into two. With the assistance of formations, the spirit energy of the heaven and earth would not be extinguished throughout the year. As a result, the power of immortals had grown stronger and stronger, and according to the legends, there were already people that broke through the space-time limit, roaming the limitless universe.

"In the Immortal World, there are two types of people. One is holy, the other is demonic. The path of immortals was the path of saints, while the devils were gods. They stored their spiritual energy in their internal organs, and as their strength increased, they would reach the seventh step, and the eighth stage. Legend has it that those who break through time and space are already past the seventh step. "

Lin Jun was immediately attracted, as if he had seen an epic novel, saw the tip of its iceberg, and wanted to peek at its panther. He immediately turned back to the beginning of the story, spread it out on the desk, and began to read it properly.

Lin learned that there was a place in the story where the place was circular, the area wide and the population large. There was a sufficient amount of spiritual energy within to act as energy, allowing people to grow stronger as they cultivated. As mentioned above, people can be divided into two types. One is Immortal, one is Devil. Immortal Cultivation is generally based on Immortal Cultivation, while Devil Cultivation is based on Demonic Cultivation. But immortals and demons only had different cultivation methods, but demons were more likely to harm others in order to increase their strength, so they were known as the Devil Dao. Aside from celestial demons, there was also something that was both righteous and evil, half human, half ghost. It was called ghost, and within it was an extremely strong killer. It was called ghost, and no matter whether it was immortal or demon, they were all extremely afraid. There was also a special kind of existence. They specialized in cultivating their bodies and using their bodies to step into the Dao, they would be able to achieve the might of a heaven-shattering, earth-shattering existence. But such people have been dead for a long time and have not been used, so they are mostly forgotten. Right now, the Immortal Path and the Devil Dao were two different camps. Conflicts would erupt every now and then. This situation had been going on for thousands of years, and there was no danger of an all-out war occurring. There were three types of arcane skills. There were formations, magic, and spiritual skills, and they all needed spiritual energy to support them. Formations required even higher requirements and required a high level of spiritual power to learn. Spirit skills were generally suitable for all kinds of people, not in groups.