A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

In the dead of night, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, all the women in the family were put to sleep.

Then he quietly opened the door and walked out furtively.

"Hey, hey, hey, here I come!"

Yuan Chu grinned, revealing his white teeth in the dim light.

Arriving on the flat ground outside the house, the Yuanlong was already on standby.

"Let's go to Shaolin Temple first. I have a close relationship with their Sutra Pavilion!"

The Yuanlong takes off, target: Shaolin Temple.

Of course it refers to the real Shaolin Temple.

In the dark, Yuan Chu entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and began to rummage.

Various martial arts including "Yi Jin Jing", "Dragon Claw Hand", "Arhat Fist", "Golden Bell", "Iron Shirt", "Dharma Palm", "Toro Leaf Finger", swords and sticks, etc. .

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the world's martial arts comes from Shaolin, this is not true at all. The tone makes these bald donkeys hide their treasures, why not let me bring them into full play!"

Yuan Chu was so happy that he took out his computer pen and started scanning one by one, trying to record all these martial arts treasures.

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind:

"Amitabha."

"F*ck! The old bald man... turns out to be a master of wisdom. How disrespectful and disrespectful."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he looked embarrassed. He was caught red-handed by his master for his first time committing a thief. Do you want to silence him?

The old monk squinted his eyes and played with the beads with one hand. He didn't say anything, just watching what he wanted to say.

"Hahaha, I just couldn't sleep at night, so I came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to wake up and leave soon. I promise not to take away a piece of dust. Master, you won't mind, right?"

Quiet.

The scene was very embarrassing.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, they were ready to knock the old monk unconscious.

"Amitabha, everything the donor has done is to save the world. I have no right to stop you, so please do as you please."

Yuan Chu's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

"Amitabha, God has entrusted the benefactor with a great responsibility. I hope the benefactor will stick to his true heart and never let down the people in the world."

"What exactly does the master want to say?"

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, I felt that this old monk had something, could he still pinch it?

"This is what I said, and the donor does not need to ask any more questions. Master Zhang asked me to pass this thing to the donor, and said that the donor benefited the common people, but also slaughtered the common people, and the cause and effect were constantly being cut and the principles were chaotic. He did not want Longhu Mountain to be destroyed. It is involved, so I kindly ask the donor not to go to Longhu Mountain."

The old monk took out a pamphlet from his arms and handed it to Yuan Chu.

""Tai Chi Sword Technique"?"

Yuan Chu took it over and looked at it carefully, and found that it was similar to what he had realized before.

"Good stuff, thank you Master, and thank you to Master Zhang Tianshi for me. Here are two checks worth one billion, one is for Master, and the other one can be handed over to Master Zhang for your help. Just think of it as the sesame oil money I donated."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he wrote two checks of 10 billion-1 and handed them to the old monk with a very correct attitude.

"Amitabha, in this case, I have thanked the donor. Although this Buddha bead is not a treasure, it has been with me for nearly a hundred years, so it should be regarded as a return gift to the donor."

The old monk gave the Buddhist beads in his hand to the early Yuan Dynasty.

"This..." Yuan Chu had a look of disgust on his face. This Buddha bead was so smooth and shiny. He felt a sense of discomfort when he thought that it was touched like this by an old monk.

"This thing has little effect on the donor, but soon the donor will know its benefits. Amitabha, I say goodbye."

The Master of Wisdom left quietly, just as he came quietly,

Two checks were taken away.

"I'm so nagging, this old monk has something. It seems he is truly a master of the world."

In the early Yuan Dynasty, such masters were always respected.

He estimated that the old monk and the Heavenly Master had really calculated that the earth would face a catastrophe in twenty years, but he did not know what it would be. He also thought that he was the savior, but his karma was too heavy, so he didn't want to have too much contact with him.

"Good people, they are all good people."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he threw the beads into the space and continued to work as a porter.

It wasn't until the sky was misty and the morning bell rang that Yuanchu completed the moving work and left quietly.

"True to my word, I really won't take away any scriptures. I don't know if those two old magicians will be so angry that they will come and fight me after I make these martial arts secrets public in the future. Well, it's not impossible. When the time comes, just tie them up and keep them in the army as martial arts instructors."

When they got home, Xiaocui and Xiaoya had already made breakfast.

The others haven't gotten up yet, and Yuan's father and Yuan's mother have gone out to walk the dog.

After breakfast at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he went to Luo's house, handed the computer pen to his father-in-law, and asked him to print out all the martial arts secrets and organize them into volumes, and print 100,000 copies of each volume.

The father-in-law clicked on the computer pen and took a look. Oh my god, it’s really a martial arts secret book.

"Is all this true?"

"Of course, I went to the Shaolin Temple overnight to borrow it from the abbot, and it took a lot of effort."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements later. Have you had breakfast? Let's have some together."

Luo's breakfast is also relatively light, with millet porridge, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and a plate of soy sauce.

"After eating, how is the nuclear power plant doing?"

"Don't worry, your uncle is watching. The progress is going very smoothly. It will be completed according to your requirements in about a week."

"Ah That's good."

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, I picked up a fried dough stick and it was crunchy.

Luo Tianen asked doubtfully: "It takes other people five or six years to build a nuclear power plant, but we haven't even completed it for half a month. Are you sure it won't blow up the furnace?"

"No, I have prepared the core components. Now we just need a location. And this is a cold nuclear reactor, so it cannot be blown up."

Luo Tianen nodded and said with emotion: "Look back half a year ago, this was still a poor and backward country. Anyone could bully it, and most of the industries were in the hands of foreign companies. Since you came, everything has happened in this country. Earth-shaking changes. Military strength has skyrocketed, natural resources such as oil wells and natural gas have been recovered, the domestic economy has expanded, and people's living standards have directly improved several levels, which is better than life in developed countries. People like you, but After being forcefully forced to leave, those people must be feeling regretful now, right?"

Yuanchu smiled and said: "It's time and destiny. People like me are too dangerous and no one can control them (except for a few female protagonists). Maybe they just took a fancy to the good things in my hands and were afraid that I would be there." There was a turmoil in the country, so why did you force me to leave?"

"Oh? Is there another secret behind that matter?"

"Haha, who knows? But no matter what the process is, the result is good. I have established my own empire and brought them a lot of benefits. Maybe this is what they want to see."

"Haha, maybe. If I were Uncle Li, I would probably allow my men to force you away. After all, a pool cannot accommodate two real dragons, and the outside is your world."

Crunch and crisp!

Yuanchu stuffed the last bit of fried dough sticks into his mouth and left Luo's house without saying anything.