Chen Niansheng saw Yuan Xing's face falling from the roof with a solemn expression, and asked uneasy: "Is there anything wrong?"

Yuan Xing's brows were tightly twisted together, and thought for a while, and asked, "How many women in the town are pregnant and waiting for childbirth?" What they only talk about are cats, dogs, pigs, etc. are actually just jokes. When he wants to reincarnate a powerful person, he should be a person, right? What's more, winter is not the season for animal breeding. Cough.

Chen Niansheng was stunned and hurriedly called Shutong in and ordered: "Hurry up and ask who is pregnant in the town." Although Yuan Xing is low-key, he is a real Buddhist monk in his eyes. In this world, no one dares to ignore what the practitioners say.

The book boy got the instructions and ran away like flying.

Chen Niansheng breathed out, still feeling uneasy, and wanted to ask again, but turned around and saw that Yuanxing had already begun to clean up the fines and softness.

"You are..."

"I will go to the town to take a look with the donor." Yuan Xing used water to put out the fire in the fire pit and carried his luggage behind him. At this time, how could he dare to stay in the temple?

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The little Shutong was moving very quickly. Yuanxing closed the temple gate and walked into the town with Chen Niansheng not long after, he ran over panting.

"Young master, I asked Mr. Liu. There are only three pregnant women in the town, but only ours are waiting to be given birth...there are only ours." Shutong breathed evenly before he stuttering his investigation results.

Before Chen Niansheng could speak, Yuan Xing coughed first and asked casually: "What title will the donor be awarded after returning to Beijing?" As he spoke, his eyes were always on the crowds of crows on the street house.

Chen Niansheng was stunned and hesitated before speaking: "I will only find out after I meet the saint in the capital. But my father speculated that there is at least a marquis." He really didn't know what the other party asked about these things. Isn't it different for him to enter the capital together?

"Marquis..." Yuan Xing's face turned pale and white. After a while, he looked up and down as if he was not aware of it, and his expression became extremely complicated.

"What happened?" Chen Niansheng couldn't help but glared. When the other party looked at him like this, he felt panicked. When he thought of the other party's strange reaction when he saw the crow, his uneasiness became even stronger.

"If you are born with a strange phenomenon, a noble son will come to the world." Yuan Xing looked up at the sky and murmured.

"Vision..." Chen Niansheng smashed his mouth: "That's all these crows?" Although he also hoped that his child was what the other party called "noble son". However, legendary, the birth of noble people was either a golden lotus or a hundred flowers blooming and thousands of birds came to pay their respects. What's the matter of this group of crows? What's the point of thinking about it? It's not good to think about it!

"What's wrong with the crow? Crows are auspicious birds in Taoism and are known as 'spiritual crows'." Yuan Xing looked at him squintly. However, he was thinking about the conversations between the elders at the family banquet during the Chinese New Year. It seemed that the group of crows outside the hospital came for him when he was born.

Chen Niansheng was speechless. If the person who said this was not wearing a shiny bald head, he would have believed it. But now, he just felt even more uneasy.

Seeing his uneasiness, Yuanxing smiled again on his face and patted his shoulder affectionately: "Donor is ready, the 'big nephew' will be born in the next two days." However, the three words "big nephew" were very serious.

Chen Niansheng: "..." Although the eldest nephew made him very happy, the guy in front of him had such a strange expression. What does it mean?

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Crow, in the local dialect, is called "Hei Lao Wa, Lao Crow, Lao Wazi, Lao Tzu". It is omnivorous, has a fierce personality and complex behavior, and generally wanders around in winter.

This kind of bird has a high IQ and likes to play tricks. It not only likes to steal things, but also has a low mouth. Now there are so many crows, at least tens of thousands of crows. People in the town are in trouble. Many of the items at home are lost, and small animals like cats and dogs that are raised have also suffered. Not only are the food taken away, but the fur on their bodies is also missing. The reputation of crows, rogues and bullies is not in vain.

The townspeople were unable to bear the trouble and thought of many ways to drive them away, but in vain. The group of crows were still gathering more and more. The day after Yuanxing lived in the Chen Mansion guest room, this dark creature could be seen everywhere in the town. Many civilians had already cleaned up their fines and prepared to take refuge in the countryside relatives' houses. Nothing else, not to mention the unlucky benefits brought by crows in folk legends, the hoarse screams alone would not be purified.

Yuanxing slept soundly and was not affected by morning class. He walked to the yard with a refreshing spirit and smiled at the crows parked on the tree. However, he was calling out to the golden cicada who had been unable to contact yesterday: "Marquis, surnamed Chen, when he was born, he congratulated a large group of crows. Who would you like to come?"

Jin Chan finally did not continue to remain silent this time, and the golden words slowly appeared: "Didn't you guessed it?"

"Just tell me why I always feel intimate when I meet the Chen father and son. Feelings are really fate in my previous life." Yuan Xing lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "You arranged this?"

"I swear to your bald hair, before yesterday, I really don't know who the mission target is. You also know that I did not have the memory of the previous intelligence. I took it as soon as I had the task." The golden words appeared very quickly, which fully demonstrated the eager mood of the Golden Cicada.

"I barely believed it." Yuan Xing curled his lips. After a while, he muttered in his heart: "But why is it a crow? What does this mean?"

"Maybe it was the involvement of the previous life?"

"How many lifetimes are involved? Is Huaizhen the reincarnation of a crow?" Yuan Xing raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked again: "Does my crow's mouth come from this? Otherwise, how could it be a good and bad spirit?"

"Superstition..." Jin Chan replied only two words.

Yuan Xing smiled, stopped communicating with the other party, looked at the sky, and returned to the room.

Although he was smiling on the surface, he was actually very nervous. He still had no specific concept of what extent the great monster described in the mission was.

Although I borrowed a lot of miscellaneous notes from the Chen family to watch, the literati in this world and the ancient Earth asked people about it. They used random words and liked to exaggerate, which often made people confused. When reading books for entertainment are still acceptable, I want to find useful information from it, haha.

It is said that there are detailed records of ghosts in the county government or famous demon hunters. However, because the Chen family was a declining noble, it was completely unwelcome to the county town and was not destined to see each other.

Of course, the reason why Yuan Xing locked himself in the temple was not to work hard to improve himself? As for the two secret books left by Xuan Wu, one of the Buddhist techniques that are the eight classics, called "Shouying the Palm". It is very mysterious, but this is a congenital or above martial arts, which requires the release of true energy to be used. It is not difficult to understand many of the above-mentioned power-based methods, and it is impossible to practice them now. You can only work hard to comprehend, combine the references and evidences learned in the past, in order to improve yourself. Unfortunately, half a step in innateness is not innate, and if he can practice hard, the improvement of his skills is still so slow that it is crazy.

Another book is called "Three Thousands of Wine". I don't know where Xuanwu got it. It is actually a Taoist method. Although the name is special, this is the Taoist internal mental method, which can be practiced from the beginning until the innate Great Perfection.

From the word "Wine" in the name, we can see that there is a prerequisite for practicing this technique, that is, practitioners need to drink alcohol from a young age and finally reach a level of not getting drunk for a thousand cups before they can be called a great success.

It is worthy of being a world of gods and ghosts, and there are all kinds of strange kung fu. I think the Taoist predecessor who created this technique must be a wine, a wine god-like figure, as magical as the wine sword immortal. He once secretly complained.

Of course, he will not practice fate. First, he has precepts and does not like drinking. Second, he has no intention of sacking his own skills and practicing Taoist kung fu. Besides, it is too late. Even if he is an alcoholic, he will not know the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

To sum up, it would be strange if he was not worried about being nervous when facing the unknown monsters that were about to come.

Just after noon, a servant heard a message saying that the young lady in the family had launched the move and the young master asked him to come over. This was his appointment with Chen Niansheng.

Yuan Xing's spirit came and quickly walked eastward to the courtyard. As expected, there was a mess here. The servants were busy inside and outside the main door. The screams of the women in the room were squealing one after another, and it seemed that they were about to give birth.

The Chen family and his son stood in the yard waiting. Chen Niansheng, who was about to be his father, was sweating all over his forehead and rubbed his hands constantly, looking particularly nervous. When he saw Yuan Xing, he nodded and said hello, and then continued to pace, muttering words.

Old Chen only glanced at his son's reaction, not only not dissuading him, but instead looked like he was watching the fun.

"I have met two donors." Yuan Xing clasped and bowed.

"Monk, why don't you wear the robe you sent here? Isn't it fit?" Old Chen stroked his beard and looked at him with a smile. Seeing that he was still dressed in a ragged outfit, he couldn't help but frown.

Yuanxing laughed awkwardly. It was not that he didn't like new clothes, but that he was afraid of wasting them.

What to waste? The monster will come here later and you may have to run away. If you cross mountains and rivers, your new clothes will also become old clothes. It is better to wear this outfit to deal with it.

Want to explain a few words, suddenly a thunder sounded, and the few people looked up at the sky. The sky, which was just clear, had undergone a very big change at this moment.

The white clouds that were originally floating in the sky actually gathered without wind and condensed at an extremely fast speed. As the clouds increased, the color became darker and darker, and gradually became dense dark clouds. The dark patches pressed down towards the town. There were dense lines of lightning on it, wandering like a snake.

Thunder actually started to hit in the middle of winter. This abnormal situation was either that person was about to be born or a monster was coming.

No matter what, you have to face it. Thinking of this, Yuan Xing opened his eyes and looked straight into the sky. Then his expression changed drastically.

Because of his limited cultivation, his wise eyes could not see through the situation behind the clouds, but the huge black shadows that appeared and disappeared from time to time made him feel cold in his heart.

"And..." A majestic roar resounded throughout the world.

"This...this is..." Yuan Xing withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the Chen father and son.

"Strange, what kind of thunder is hit in the middle of winter?" Chen Niansheng frowned: "Isn't it a bad omen?"

"What nonsense?" Old Chen scolded: "Don't say these despicable words at this time, it's unlucky."

"Yes..." Chen Niansheng nodded quickly to receive the teachings.

Didn’t they noticed such a majestic dragon-like creature on the clouds? Yuanxing was inevitably strange.

"Mortals cannot see the manifestation of the great demon." Jin Chan appeared on the initiative.

"What is this? Black phosphorus, snake body, four claws, is it a dragon?" Yuan Xing asked in his heart. The first time he came to such a high-level world, Xuan Wu, whom he had seen before, was the most powerful master he had ever seen in his life. He really didn't expect that he could still see mythical creatures.

"It's a dragon." Jin Chan replied.

"This is really... exciting." Yuan Xing couldn't help swallowing. He wanted to say that it was a good thing that was not a dragon, but he had never seen Jiao. Just looking at his body shape, he didn't know if he was a little shrimp that could be swallowed in one bite.

"Or, let's go..." Surprisingly, Jin Chan took the initiative to give up the task.

"Look at it again." Yuan Xing drooped his eyelids. He admitted that he was a little attentive, but escaping at the battle was not his style, and he had to see one or two tricks.
Chapter completed!