"Hey, isn't that little bastard Wei Wu?" Not far away, Qin He, who had just emerged from the bathhouse, looked at the entrance of the alley with a strange expression.

Running to the entrance of the alley on such a cold day to listen to the fake blind fortune teller?

Can life be counted?

The thinner it becomes.

If life can be avoided by calculation, is it still called life?

"No more help."

Qin He shook his head and turned around and left leisurely.

Walking on the street, Qinhe was aimless.

I have something to do, but it doesn't matter.

First, Xu Tianen, the king of Zhongshan, began to let go.

In the porridge, there were less and less rice and more bran.

When you find an opportunity, you have to give him some eye drops.

The second is the merit task.

How to say it, the more and more spirits appear, the benefits are obvious, that is, the merits accumulate faster and faster.

No matter what happens, it is the fastest circulating among the people.

The last time the story of Qingniu giving birth to her child had already spread.

There is also the fact that Grandma Huang's son recovered from tuberculosis, which is also very magical.

In just a few days, Qin He's daily merit accumulation has increased to more than 2,000.

Oh, someone will say it.

How can you gather merits if you don’t show your spirit?

It’s very simple. Zhang San went to the temple to make a wish today, and I want to take on a big business today.

As a result, a big business came to my door in the afternoon.

OK, the next day, Zhang San went to the temple to fulfill his vow, and merit 3.

During this period, Qin He did nothing and got 3 merits in vain.

Li Si ran to the temple to make a wish, and I would be lucky today.

As a result, he really stepped on a piece of shit in the afternoon.

OK, the next day, Li Si went to the temple to fulfill his vow, and he made another vow. I met ten taels of silver today.

No problem, I ran into an old man when I went out and robbed him of ten taels of silver.

Qin He did nothing and got 5 points of merit in vain.

This is the power of the temple's "spirit".

The common people like to run there, and they all have all kinds of strange wishes, and many of them can be achieved without going to the temple to make wishes.

Time is the same as fate.

Another one is the temple spirit, which is awe-inspiring and sincere.

If you have sincerity, the single value of merit will be higher.

The number of people entering the temple these days has not doubled, but the merit has doubled, and the secret is here.

After thinking about it, Qin He took out his magical notebook and began to read the prayer record above. Is merit a great cause? I still have to do it little by little and upgrade the merit golden body as soon as possible.

The prayer pen is worthy of being a divine object. It is written in a densely packed book, all of which are the wishes made by believers in recent days.

After a rough glance, Qin He discovered.

The matter of giving Xu Tianen the eye medicine can be combined with the merit task.

In just a few days, no less than 200 refugees ran to the temple to make a wish, begging not to stop serving porridge, and to add more rice and less bran, because there was too much bran in the porridge that even the refugees could not swallow.

Moreover, the chaff is not broken enough, some of which are completely grainy and the rice is not peeled off.

Since the two things can be combined into one, then do it.

After sensing it, Xu Tianen, the bastard, was actually hiding in the palace.

Obviously, he was so scared that he was very scared last time, but even so, he still dared to test on the verge of "lying on the crematorium". His courage was extremely fat.

Without hesitation, Qin He went to the imperial city.

The Qi-seeking technique swept away quickly.

Dali's luck golden dragon declined and then declined back again after retreating for a little while after Di Lu became stronger.

The decline is hard to stop.

Qin He walked to the palace gate and had only a hundred steps, and then he felt a strong repulsive force, which was coming towards him like a rush.

The internal strength and magic power flashed slightly, and the force was removed.

Qin He walked towards the palace gate step by step, and the repulsion became stronger and stronger, but Qin He was firm.

Walking forward thirty steps was where An Chongjiu burst into collapse of the palace wall, and it had been restored to its original appearance.

Walking forward fifty steps, there was another place that was knocked down, but I don’t know who did it.

After advancing seventy steps, Qin He felt the pressure.

After walking ninety steps forward, Qin He felt that his pace was a little heavier.

He was about to move forward. An old man without any warning appeared in front of the palace gate. He had a long hair and a childish face, and was fierce and fierce. He shouted in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, please stay."
Chapter completed!