"What? The seal of the Palace Museum? The ability to take the blame? Who are you?" Jing Yan was surprised after hearing this. He felt that this was too unscientific. However, he also knew that there was no time to consider these things now. The other party was a vicious criminal, holding a weapon in his hand. His life was threatened at any time. In this case, the so-called ability to take the blame was a life-saving straw. Whether it was useful or not, it was finally better than nothing, right?

So Jing Yan said without any hesitation, "I agree."

Then, news came from Jing Yan's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ability to take the blame. It doesn't matter who I am. You can call me Uncle Da. In the future, I will be fully responsible for everything about the palace and the blame. Now I will explain the benefits of this ability to you. Whenever you take the blame for someone, you will randomly draw the other party's luck, or obtain a random item of skills and attributes. For example, just now, the host took the blame for Chen Song once, and obtained Chen Song's luck by 20..."

"Happiness plus 20? What the hell is this?" Jing Yan was puzzled and thought in his mind.

But Uncle Na Da explained: "Under normal circumstances, the luck value of an ordinary person is at most 20. Once he seizes his 20 luck points, the other party will definitely die. If you have luck more than 20, you will successfully escape the death disaster when you encounter the danger of death. Of course, after this, you need to deduct 20 luck value..."

"So, that fat head wants to kill me, I won't have to die today?" Jing Yan was very happy when he heard this and thought to himself.

"I'm sorry, you have deducted 20 luck before your rebirth. Now your luck value is only 15, and you can't avoid this death disaster at all."

"Ah?" When Jing Yan heard this, his joy suddenly disappeared. He already knew what he thought in his heart and could hear it in the palace, so he stopped saying it, just said silently: "Then what is the use of the ability to take the blame that I have worked hard to gain? Isn't it the same way to die? What host you, the one whom you chose in the Funeral Palace, died like this. Who are you taking the blame for?"

Jing Yan was just complaining for a few words, but he didn't expect that his mind would be silent for a few seconds. Then Uncle Da's voice sounded again: "It makes sense, you are taking the blame for the mistakes of the Palace Spirit, so you have obtained the core skill of the Palace Spirit reward. The blame is for me, but because the Palace Spirit is not a living body, it is not counted as the total number of times you take the blame."

As soon as Uncle Da finished speaking, Jing Yan seemed to see a small black pot full of darkness. This small black pot is as big as an ordinary stir-frying pot, and it looks no different from an ordinary stir-frying pot.

"Don't underestimate this black pot. It has strong protection capabilities. Although it is only a first-class first-class and is only as big as an ordinary stir-frying pot, it can block ordinary weapons. As long as you silently say 'Black pot appears' in your heart, this black pot can automatically appear according to your wishes and resist damage for you. Of course, the black pot will grow slowly. If you explain this to you later, it is too late now."

"Well? Is this okay? Can you bargain?" Jing Yan was immediately surprised. For the first time, he felt that his eloquence was so good. He fooled a skill of "Black pot to cover me". However, I don't know if this skill is as powerful as Uncle Da said?

At this moment, the fat head beside Jing Yan saw that Jing Yan said I agree, then he turned worries into joy, and then turned joy into sorrow, and finally clapped his hands and laughed. He suddenly felt that he had been fooled and said viciously: "It's been so long, can you still vomit what you eat? Boy, are you fooling your uncle? Let you know today, what will happen if you fool me."

After saying that, the fat head held the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed Jing Yan directly into the chest.

Although the time has not been short, Fatty still has fantasies about taking out the gene block from Jing Yan's body. Once the task is completed, he will receive a heavy reward, otherwise he will probably lose his life.

In fact, when Jing Yan saw the sharp knife stabbing, he was still extremely nervous. Fortunately, his life was at stake and he said silently: "The black pot appears."

At the critical moment, a black pot as big as a palm suddenly appeared on his chest. Then a crisp metal hit sound came. The sharp knife with a fat head was blocked from the surface of Jing Yan's chest, and even his clothes were not pierced.

After seeing this scene, the fat head was stunned. He suddenly remembered some rumors about the awakened ones and said stutteringly: "Awaken, awakened ones, fuck you, I didn't expect that I could awaken like this..."

After saying that, he ignored his fat heads and got into the big truck like a gust of wind, and then drove away frantically.

Jing Yan didn't pay any attention to Fat Head's escape. Don't say that he couldn't catch up at all. Even if he could catch up, he should have straightened out what happened today first.

He first encountered a car accident today, and then accidentally reborn on a cleaner. The cleaner found the unknown thing he was carrying. Not only was he poisoned to death, he brought trouble to him. Just as Jing Yan was facing another death, he accidentally opened the Dome Palace and gained the ability to take the blame. Under his deception, he gained a small blame, but he could even block the weapon and scared away the fat head.

Jing Yan felt that this scene was staged on him like a fantasy drama, making him feel like he was in a dream. He couldn't believe that these were true. However, the corpse of his "previous life" was still in front of him. He pinched himself, and the pain also made him sure that this was not a dream. In addition, he had contacted the awakened person before and knew that there were too many bizarre things in this world, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

You can slowly explore skills and other skills in the future, but there are two main problems in front of you now. One is that your body is still there, how should you deal with it? The other is who is your current identity? If you want to go home, where should you go?

Jing Yan stood up slowly and thought about it in the wind, feeling that something like a car accident at the intersection could not be concealed. Besides, he could not ignore his "his" body, so the most urgent task was to naturally call the police.

Jing Yan took it casually into his pocket, but he took out a mobile phone. The mobile phone looked a little familiar, but Jing Yan didn't think much about it and turned on the mobile phone to call the police.

Fortunately, the phone was unlocked with fingerprints. Jing Yan effortlessly unlocked the phone, then called the police and quietly waited for the police to arrive.

Not long after, the sirens were heard, and several police cars rushed over. After seeing someone falling to the ground, the police in the car immediately chose to call the emergency number.

In this gap, a man got out of the police car with a national face and tall face. Jing Yan not only knew this person, but also was very familiar with him, because he also grew up with him in an orphanage, named Zhang Mao. At that time, Chen Song and Zhang Mao had the most iron relationship, and were called the Iron Triangle.

Zhang Mao is now the captain of the First Squadron of the Criminal Police of the Municipal Police Bureau. Jing Yan did not expect that the person who came was him.

When Jing Yan saw Zhang Mao’s heart hot, he was about to speak, but when Zhang Mao walked towards him with a look of surprise, he asked him: “Asong, why are you here too? Did you call the police? This person was injured... Xiao Yan? What’s going on? How could it be him? Ambulance, is the ambulance coming?"

After Zhang Mao finished speaking, he did not care about the "Jing Yan" in front of him and ran directly to Jing Yan's body to investigate his injuries.

"What's going on? How do I know what's going on? Wait, Brother Zhang just said who am I? Ah Song?"

Of course, Jing Yan knew who Ah Song was in Zhang Mao’s words? So, that’s what he meant, he was actually reborn in Chen Song, who was also a young man.
Chapter completed!