My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

Still boundless darkness, still painful thorns.

He was the first to see people who had been deceived by him.

The faces of these people appeared in front of him without exception in his memory.

Master Gongde was a little puzzled, not knowing why he dreamed of them.

Those who do his job have already thrown their conscience to the sky.

In the beginning, he had derived a set of logic by himself.

He is not lying, but is accumulating fate, and when he steps into the immortal path, he will naturally repay this karma.

As time went by, he himself scoffed at the self-deception.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

It is because he knows it clearly that he will not feel any guilt.

However, what did he see...

He once defrauded an elderly couple of their coffin books.

The elderly couple took the fake Buddhist scriptures he gave away and prayed devoutly all day long.

One day, I accidentally discovered a page with writing on it hidden in the Buddhist scriptures.The old couple thought it was a cultural relic and were about to hand it in when someone came to buy the page with a large sum of money.

There is a Taoist treasure hidden in that Buddhist scripture?

This is impossible! !It is obviously a fake that was bought casually!

The voices of the two invisible acquirers were exactly the same as those in Dream [-].

"Follow him and you will receive the goods."

"If we have to find it ourselves, how can we find it?"

"Send a few more people to contact him."

"Yes."

"Take his talent, and then steal his luck, this old liar is indeed an inexhaustible treasure."

The matter of the old couple is not an exception, there are many others.

Master Gongde suddenly woke up!

Yes, he who had been robbed of his talent was still able to meet the guidance of Master Yide.

Even if he wasn't accepted into the sect, Master Yide could not be seen by ordinary people!

This is his luck as the child of destiny!

But then!

He will never meet such an opportunity again!

It's them!It was they who secretly stole his chance.

He spent his hard life trying to enter another world, but was told that he had been deprived of his talent.

In order to accumulate capital, he did not hesitate to break the law and commit crimes. As a result, he was told that many of the people he cheated were arranged to take away his luck and prevent him from turning against the wind.

He was like a pig that could not finish its fleece, sucking blood continuously.

But it's not over yet.

This endless nightmare seemed to tell him that things could only get worse.

The golden light guarding his wooden sign was a little weaker.

The thorns that had been dispersed by the golden light before reappeared.

The severe pain caused by the "body" is completely unimportant, and what makes him more painful is that as the light weakens, he knows less and less about the "truth".

No, he can't take it! !

The strong idea was transmitted to the wooden sign.

As a result, the pain in his body suddenly intensified, and the sound and image that gradually merged into the darkness became clearer.

It was as if the wooden sign obeyed his will, using his last strength to let him see the truth of the matter, instead of using it to resist damage.

This time, Master Gongde endured the pain and saw "all the people betrayed their relatives".

Those who sold him the introductory exercises, those who led him to make his first pot of gold, those who helped collect information, those who helped settle the police investigation, and even his assistants, they... all betrayed him.

Some are for personal gain, and some are serving the person behind the scenes.

He had no one on his side.

Finally, Master Gongde saw the "future".

In the future, he finally found another opportunity, and when he got it, the two assistants behind him pushed him off the cliff.

He died in pain, and his corpse was exposed in the wilderness.

Those two guys took his chance, took his property, and went abroad for fun.

The meritorious master woke up in despair.

It just felt like his whole life was one gigantic joke.

Boundless rage burned his sanity.He has only one thought now, and that is to make this group of people pay the price.

But when he jumped off the bed, he almost sprained his leg.

The old face shown in the full-length mirror on the closet, the pain in his feet, told him brightly...

You can't do anything.

Yes, strip off the liar's cloak.

He is just an ordinary old man who knows two tricks of magic.

No power, no power, not much money.

He just wanted to take revenge, and he didn't have the physical strength to stab people with a knife.

The pain of being ruined, the helplessness of not being able to revenge, and... the fear of being surrounded by wolves.

At this moment, Master Gongde watched in horror as two assistants knocked on the door and came in.

Yes, he is afraid.

The feeling of the two traitors pushing him off the cliff seemed to be still on his back.

Dying terror made him tremble now at the sight of these two.

No, he had to hide, he couldn't let them find out his weakness.

"Master, you finally woke up, it's already afternoon." The sunset outside the window was already a little red.

In another hour or two the sun will have completely set.

Night will come again.

The two assistants looked at something wrong with the master in a daze, thinking of the master's gaffe in the early morning.

Take another look at the wooden sign next to it, which has obviously become dusty.

Joy suddenly surfaced in my heart.

Their guess is that this wooden plaque finally brought the master his real breakthrough.

Great, I can fool more people in the future!

Even, there is no need to cheat!To change the fate of the rich, to renew their fate, and to set up a fortune-making bureau, wouldn't it be like a cloud of customers, lying down and counting money!

Thinking of this, both of them had a smile on their faces.

In the eyes of Master Gongde, this smile is tantamount to: a banquet that can finally be eaten.

"Master, are you hungry? Let's go prepare something to eat." The flattery and humbleness in the words were not accepted by the other party at all.

"Go." The fear and eagerness in the words were not sensed by the other party.

As soon as the two went out, Master Gongde breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he hung down on the bed in frustration.

He looked down at the dim and lifeless wooden sign.

He made a decision!A tough but simple decision.

Kowtow cautiously towards the wooden sign.

Thanks to this wooden sign for bringing him the truth and a glimmer of life.

Master Gongde walked into the bathroom and cleaned himself carefully.

Walking in front of the Buddha statue where I chanted sutras every day, I knelt down piously and did the most serious homework in my life.

At this moment, he felt his sublimation and transparency.

The words used to deceive believers have never been so clear and enlightened at this moment.

"Buddha, if I..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Gongde smiled wryly, how could he know so much earlier.

All he has to do now is to save his own life and make those people pay the price! ! !

Even if this life is in deep trouble, it is worth it.

Master Gongde walked into the Public Security Bureau with an expression of piety and dedication.

Comrade police:? !

Comrade police officers who listened to the entire surrender process:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

"Well, master, I don't read much... Let me sum it up, see if it's right."

110 thinks that the cute 120 comrade may need help today.This guru seems to need help.

"You are a liar. You cheated a lot of people out of money, and now you have come to surrender. By the way, you have to sue someone for stealing your ability and luck, and you may even kill you. But you have no evidence for the latter... …Right?"

"Yes."

"..." Call 120.

"I know you don't understand, just report it truthfully. Someone who understands will take over." Master Gongde took out a USB flash drive. "My personal case is enough for you to report it. By the way, don't forget to arrest my two assistants first. Be quick, lest they run away."

"........."

What else can I do?Let's watch U disk together.

"Not to mention anything else, why do I feel that the passage of enlightenment in the dream is a bit familiar?" Another policeman thought he had heard this passage before.

Dreamland, darkness, thorns, protected by a magic weapon, seeing the details of the truth of the conspiracy, really familiar.

As soon as I thought about it, I was interrupted by a slap from the colleague next to me.

"Why are you shooting me?"

"Call everyone over here!" TNND, big case!

Wu Ding felt that the power of the wooden sign was exhausted.

Take out the jade coin to divination, and get a satisfactory ending.

First, I cast a bunch of overlord votes for what I am chasing, and thank the author for the inspiration.

Then...he also "surrendered himself".

"You met a liar, and in the process of persuading people to surrender, did you use a little more serious means?"

"The person is fine, but it is estimated that the soul has suffered a huge trauma."

"That's it? Do you think I'm free?" Fan Xuan expressed his dissatisfaction, reporting such a trivial matter to him?

"But I know you alone."

"Is the APP fake? You haven't opened it except when you swiped the bill, have you?"

"..." No, in fact, it has been opened for a while, and it was Qian Yi who was doing the swiping.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you report this matter. By the way, I contacted you about the matter you entrusted to me last time."

"Oh?"

"In the circle who are good at refining weapons, one is Master Guo, the other is the Han family, and Shifang Pavilion. Master Guo, you don't have to think about it. The remaining two families have expressed goodwill. How to contact you is up to you. Friendly reminder, you'd better choose one of the two."

Master Guo is getting old, and he is focused on leading his apprentices, and he has already stopped accepting orders.

The Han family and the Shifang Pavilion are... rivals.

The two sides are not very harmonious.

If Wu Ding wants to exchange some refining materials, it is best to choose one of the two. If both parties get in touch, it may be counterproductive.

After all, you must know that the person who knows you best is your opponent.

You may not pay much attention to what your friends are doing recently, but you will definitely pay attention to the movements of your opponents all the time.

"I don't really like to understand. If you want to understand, isn't the official exchange enough?" Fan Xuanhe couldn't understand Wu Ding's idea that he had to obtain high-level materials. "Could it be that you still want to specialize in refiners?"

"It's not impossible." Who makes brother a genius.

Look at our talisman painting, it's not impossible to make a crafting bull.

Fan Xuan hung up the phone mercilessly, not wanting to listen to the call.

Holding the basic information, Wu Ding slowly considered how to choose.

News of Master Gongde's arrest soon appeared in the newspapers.

The cousin's condition is stable, and Wu Ding can finally leave with peace of mind.

Shifang Pavilion and the Han family.

The Han family is better at forging weapons.There are deeper insights on how to improve the attack power of weapons.

The Shifang Pavilion is more complicated.

They are not as specialized as the Han family, but they are extensive.

Can make weapons, armor, sundries, strange objects, etc., all involved.

As I heard before, Master Ru who is good at making clothes is a member of Shifang Pavilion.

In fact, facing the multiple-choice questions, Wu Ding adhered to the mentality of resignation.

I directly bought a plane ticket and flew to City H.

According to the information, people from Shifang Pavilion and the Han family are all in this city.

reason?

Well, the kids go to school.

The two families in the Taoist circle are at odds, but they can't delay the child anyway.

The child was admitted to a good school, what's wrong?Not yet!

Wu Ding's plan is to contact whichever one he meets first.

Wu Ding, who was wandering around the campus of XX University, never imagined that he would contact the two families in this way, in this situation.

Two teenagers held wooden swords in their hands, and were fighting with a middle-aged man with red eyes and a kitchen knife in his hand.

If it weren't for the ghostly aura lingering on this middle-aged man.

Wu Ding should call 110 right now.

"Damn, someone!"

"It's so late, why are you running to such a remote place! Fuck you."

With all due respect, it's only nine o'clock in the evening, and your school library is still open.

Also, this grove is not remote.

If it weren't for the simple formation that you two threw out, there should be a couple of little mandarin ducks in love here now.

"Run!"

"God bothers you ordinary people, you don't know anything, and you are a fart for being brave!"

With all due respect, I just stood here without moving, and I didn't make any acts of righteousness.

"I have to be hypnotized later, why am I so unlucky. It's all your fault!"

"Make it clear, you made that Gouyu!"

"If you hadn't lost it! As for the current situation!"

"I said it wasn't lost, he stole it!"

Wu Ding was just about to eat melon seeds.

The two teenagers seized no time to attack the maddened middle-aged man.

During the whole process, the mouth of the spray did not stop at all.

After spraying about "Gouyu", he sprayed that the opponent's formation was poorly arranged and let ordinary people run in.

After spraying this point, the two looked sideways.

"Why are you still here! Didn't you see a murderer here, run away!"

Seeing that the evil spirit of the middle-aged man became stronger, Wu Ding stopped going to the theater.

These two children are fine, the problem is that if they don't get it done, the blood of this middle-aged man will be sucked dry by this evil thing.

One pinch of the handprint method.

The word witch appeared in the air.

Point to the target.

The witch characters in the air turned into white light, directly enveloping the maddened middle-aged man.

The fierceness in the madman's eyes dissipated immediately, and the whole person fell silent, and the evil spirit in his body was completely purified.

Even the instigator, that piece of jade, was evolved at the same time.

Crystal clear white, aura compelling.

It doesn't look like it just passed the murderous thing.

The two teenagers looked at Wu Ding in disbelief.

As if watching some miracle.

But at the moment, what Wu Ding was thinking about was: a Han family and a Shifang Pavilion were in contact at the same time, so how do they count?

The author has something to say: It’s Saturday~~~ The old rules will be Sunday night~~~

Suddenly found that next week is 9.1!

School is about to start? !

What about the parent meeting? !What about the mobilization meeting? !Why is there no movement in the kindergarten?