LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 1 The God of Plague is alive
Xinyizhou
Outside Pingchang City, Zhujian Villa is located.
In an old house under the villa, the sound of cockcrow could be heard early in the morning.
"Brother, it's time to get up and eat. You have to go up the mountain to forge a sword, otherwise you will be punished again."
The girl, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, was named Ning Sharaku. Her skin was as fair as jade, she had a sweet appearance, and her round face had a hint of cuteness. She yawned and reached out to open the door.
The man inside the door is sitting on a chair maintaining a long sword made of copper coins.
She was a little surprised and said with a smile: "Brother, are you cleaning your sword again?"
"The road to Zhujian Villa is not safe."
Ning Zheng put away the sword as she spoke, then touched Ning Qianqiao's head and took out a small bamboo dragonfly, "This is a toy for you. When you go out today, can you give me a blessing and save some good luck?"
"okay."
Ning Qiaoqiao knew that her brother was a little strange, so he wished him blessings every day.
Although she didn’t know what it meant, as long as she nodded, she would get something delicious and fun.
[The transaction is established and the target luck for today is being deducted. 】
[Luck +100]
Ning Zheng felt the points on the account and nodded with satisfaction.
It has been twenty years since he came to this world. As soon as he was born, he discovered that he had a special ability:
Can see the other person's luck.
And can be a luck merchant, able to buy and sell luck with others.
A normal person's luck is 10 points, and Ning Qianqian's luck is obviously more than ten times stronger than that of ordinary people.
As for the purchase price?
The two parties set the rules, you agree with me, and it is reasonable to exchange one bamboo dragonfly for one hundred luck.
And what's the use of luck?
As long as a person is lucky enough, almost anything is possible.
It's like making a wish with Dragon Ball.
All your wishes come true, as long as you are lucky enough, you can pick up all the treasures and skills.
Even the unparalleled power came to kill him, and after spending the accumulated luck points, a super meteorite fell from the sky and killed the opponent.
"Brother, come play games with me in the yard today."
Ning Qiaoqiao ran to the middle of the yard, looking very happy. Suddenly she turned her head, her expression became cold, and a strange girl's laughter came from her mouth.
"Be serious, haha, if brother is not serious, my taste should be good..."
As Ning Qiaoqiao spoke, he spun and jumped lively. Suddenly, with a pop, he fell to the ground on all fours. His head suddenly exploded. Blood flowed all over the yard, and some white feces also flowed from his head.
ah! ah! ~
Then a black crow flew across the sky, and a pile of loose feces hit her muddy head.
Adding insult to injury.
Ning Qianqian was as unlucky as ever today.
Ning Zheng was used to it, she frowned and scolded: "Same, you unlucky kid, I told you not to look back and talk when you walk, but you fell again."
"Oh~ Brother, don't look at it, I'm so ugly now..." Ning Qiaoqiao covered her face in shame, her exploded head squirmed quickly and returned to its original state.
She didn't realize it at all. She got up and patted the dirt on her body. With an indescribable weirdness, she said, "Brother, help me see, something seems to have gotten in... My head hurts, and I feel itchy in my head." ..”
Of course Ning Zheng knew what it was.
It was bird poop that got in.
If she hadn't filled her head with bird poop every day, she wouldn't have become so innocent, stupid, delirious, easy to control, and easy to bully.
Under normal circumstances, she is a ferocious creature who is always looking for her brother to "play" with.
Ning Zheng thought:
[Name: Ning Qianqian]
[Race: human-serman hybrid]
[Status: Resentful (dead for 137 years)]
[Today’s luck: 5/105 (possessed by the declining god)]
"Pick it back."
"oh."
"Pick it back."
"Hehe~"
"So good."
After doting on this unfortunate cheap sister, Ning Zheng walked out of the house.
Outside the house is a bluestone alley, covered with green moss, and there is a trace of moisture in the air. Most people have already gotten up to do farm work. In the fields, farmers who look very stiff and sluggish are planting rice.
A crow stood on the eaves confronting the wild cat under the eaves.
Until today, more than a hundred years later, the people in this village have not realized that they are dead, and they repeat their life day after day.
Thirteen years ago, the young Ning Zheng was abducted and sold to the Sword Making Villa far away, where she lived a life of blacksmithing like a slave.
More than a year later, I couldn't help but escape to the foot of the mountain and hide in this spiritual village.
The Sword Forging Villa on the mountain was established by a group of powerful evil monks.
They used evil formations to transform the lives of several villages at the foot of the mountain into a village of resentful souls. Surrounded by tens of thousands of resentful souls, they formed an alternative natural mountain-protecting formation.
That is to say, Ning Zheng's "luck" is good enough. If other slaves run down the mountain, this Lingzhuang will be dead.
After running down the mountain and searching around the spiritual village, he found that this little witch lived alone and had the highest luck of 105, so he decided to become Ning Qiaoqiao's brother.
Here are the remnants of resentment from life, no self, only basic logic.
According to Ning Zheng's investigation, these guys are all disembodied resentful spirits, but they seem to be able to turn into entities by eating flesh and blood, just like an empty bubble doll filled with flesh and mud.
It's so bizarre.
Then he figured out the other party's murder logic.
She is just a lonely ghost who wants her brother to play with her. Before she got sick, she was a cute and lively good sister. She also discovered that she had a childhood fear of bird poop. Contact with her would greatly reduce her strength, so she found a way to restrain her.
This kind of evil thing is mostly affected by psychological shadow. If you find the thing you were afraid of during your lifetime, your strength will plummet.
Even now, they have raised each other as house pets.
For nothing else.
The main character is a well-behaved and easy-to-teach character. As long as he doesn't go crazy, he will obey his brother's words very much.
I tease it every day, put bird poop in my head, fill it up every day, enjoy the fun of feeding, and then go out.
Others fear me and I am greedy.
Like this day after day, Ning Zheng sucks the luck of her sister and neighbors every day, and has become a big bully in the village.
Nowadays, villagers often fall and step on pits, break their legs and explode their brains when walking on the street.
Thanks to the selfless dedication of her father and fellow villagers, Ning Zheng has now accumulated a huge amount of assets and can start trying to gain a foothold in this world.
"Good morning, Uncle Chen, I took Aunt Li to plant rice early today."
At this moment, he was carrying a bronze sword on his back, constantly greeting the villagers around him who were as stiff as puppets, and walked all the way to Sword Forging Villa.
On the way, I picked some wild fruits and wiped them with my sleeves for breakfast. Anyway, my obedient and sensible sister helped wash my clothes.
After all, except when he is having a seizure, he is usually very obedient.
Although he was nominally going to do sword-making work, he was actually hiding in a corner under the mountain, cursing the group of monsters in the villa.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
Just yesterday, the demon in Zhujian Villa also had very bad luck and died of internal strife.
There are thirty-two people in total, and the average daily luck value per person is as high as over 200.
Ning Zheng secretly cursed them for internal strife every day, so they were wary of each other due to various coincidental misunderstandings. In the end, it took five years, and the internal strife became more and more serious. They started fighting completely, and the "lucky" ones perished together.
Five years of accumulated expenses, a total of more than 30,000 yuan of luck.
This also made Ning Zheng know how terrifying her abilities were.
I am a little blacksmith who can really cast a spell to kill a powerful monk from a distance regardless of his level of cultivation!
"Using the luck collected from the villagers to attack the monsters on the mountain can be regarded as avenging my fellow villagers and my cheap sister."
His thoughts returned.
sunny.
Facing the early morning fog, Ning Zheng walked on the mountain road for more than an hour when a sword-making villa came into view.
He stood far away and looked at the air. There was no strong luck in the villa, so it should be safe.
Ning Zheng pushed away the broken hall with her sword and walked around, silently counting the heads of those who fell to the ground.
"The owner of the village is dead."
"The deputy owner is gone too."
"I think the beating was pretty brutal yesterday."
The first time he "killed someone", not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he felt a sense of intoxication and his whole body was breathing a little faster.
"Finally...all dead!"
"Deserve it, die well, die well."
Looking at the bloody scenes everywhere, the blood in Ning Zheng's head was rushing, nervous and excited, but without any fear or fear.
There was blood everywhere. On the eaves and in the soil, the monk's corpse was alive like tentacles, buzzing around black flies.
Even after seeing him many times, Ning Zheng couldn't help but exhale, "The monks in this world are really tenacious in their vitality."
When the consciousness dies, the physical body remains.
Simply outrageous.
During the next noon time, Ning Zheng swept all the jumping corpses into a tank one by one.
[Name: Ning Zheng]
[Race: New Humanity]
[Spiritual Root: Shadow]
[Realm: The First Realm of the Five Body Realm]
[Luck status: 15 (everything is in good health), the basic value is 0, and the current regulation is 15 daily consumption. 】
[Reserve luck value: 200983]
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His daily basic luck is 0, and his destiny is unpredictable and full of variables.
So he spent 15 points every day to ensure that he had a certain amount of daily luck and to ensure safety.
call!
He took a deep breath, packed all the corpses into the vat, and closed the stone lid with difficulty, as if he wanted to completely vomit away the previous depression.
"Phew! The past grudges have been settled. It's time to use the accumulated luck to seek a great opportunity! Help me set sail and start over."
When she opened her eyes again, Ning Zheng had arrived at the gambling table surrounded by thick fog. The bubbles around her seemed to contain a person's life.
It is the mysterious luck table where he trades luck with others.
[Luck value-200000]
He pushed forward hard, and most of the circular luck chips fell forward like a mountain.
Stud is a kind of wisdom.
He spoke to the empty table:
"I need an opportunity that will allow me to harvest other people's luck in a long-term, stable and safe way."
The thought fell.
Across from the gambling table, the picture slowly blurred.
It seems that a certain aspect of the fate line has been shaken, and a chain effect has occurred. Three big opportunities that can change the fate appear in front of them, each shining with dazzling light.
[1. A prototype of a natural disaster technique that incarnates as the God of Plague. It sucks the energy of all living beings, causes disasters in cities, exhausts water, and withers and dies forests. 】
[2. A mortal in strange clothes carrying a mysterious fruit of immortality tears through the void and descends. This person’s daily luck value is constant at 5,000, and his luck can be enslaved and eaten. 】
[3. An unknown sword-making auxiliary server can provide unlucky little blacksmiths who work hard and harvest luck in another world. 】