A magical power that shortens your lifespan once you use it.
It suits me.
Qin Yuan lacks everything except life span.
Not to mention reducing it by ten years, one hundred thousand years, or one billion years at a time, he would not blink an eye.
But how to let Lin Yidong teach?
Anyway, if it were Qin Yuan, he would definitely say without hesitation, who are you going to do?
"Let the indestructible power of the Vajra accompany me forever in the ground."
After Lin Yidong finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
He was severely punished.
Since Qin Yuan came, he has been emotional and talked so much, and his energy has long been exhausted.
do not.
I can learn.
What should I say? Tell Lin Yidong, give me your magical power and I will protect your descendants in the future.
Lin Yi and Dongtie Theorem will ignore him.
His family is fine now and have talked about what to do if Qin Yuan sells him.
Time passed bit by bit, and Qin Yuan wanted to give up.
Anyway, he has no shortage of time.
Lin Yidong can't do it, the worst is Li Yidong, Chen Yidong.
Yes.
Qin Yuan suddenly thought of an unfair method.
But he didn't say it.
Instead, he said seriously: "The indestructible magic power you mentioned is like the martial arts of an assassin."
Lin Yidong opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yuan doubtfully.
The world's most powerful and powerful Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu, how could it be an assassin's kung fu?
"Based on lifespan, a person can have three to five chances of breaking out. If a person has studied for twenty or thirty years before taking action, I believe that not many people in the world can stop this person from assassinating."
Qin Yuan said with clear eyes.
When he said these words, he seemed to be a layman talking about things as they happened.
Lizi expresses an attitude.
If Lin Yidong is a smart person, he can understand it with just a little thought.
If Lin Yidong is not smart enough, he will have no choice but to admit that he is unlucky.
Lin Yidong was stunned.
Why didn't I think of it?
With the terrifying power of the Vajra Indestructibility, if you wait ten more years before taking action, not to mention the Governor's Mansion, even the Imperial Palace can be penetrated.
After a while, he sighed: "Ten years is too long. I can't afford to wait, but the country can't afford to wait, and the people in this land can't afford to wait."
If someone else says this, Qin Yuan will doubt whether the other person is pretending.
When Lin Yidong said this, Qin Yuan had no doubt.
"Um"
Lin Yidong suddenly looked at Qin Yuan with a new scrutiny.
Such words should not come from the mouth of a historian.
Although it is a matter of fact, it is a bit offside.
Then there is only one possibility. This historian is at least someone who is dissatisfied with the status quo.
Such people will go further if they push a little harder.
"Do you want to learn the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility?"
After Lin Yidong finished speaking, he looked at Qin Yuan.
Qin Yuan was obviously stunned for a moment.
After thinking for a long time, he nodded firmly: "I want to learn."
He was stunned for a moment, explaining that what he just said was a subconscious move, and it was very credible.
Thinking for a long time means making a decision.
This shows that this person is at least partial to his own side.
Perhaps, this person can play an unexpected role in the future.
After Lin Yidong had a thought, he sent a message: "Listen carefully, I will only speak once."
Qin Yuan immediately held his breath and concentrated.
Qin Yuan has no other abilities but a good memory.
Qin Yuan memorized the several-hundred-word indestructible magical power of King Kong after listening to it once.
Because he was afraid of forgetting, Qin Yuan walked and memorized everything after leaving the cell.
Very much like my school days.
Returning to my home in Xisantiao Hutong, I quickly wrote on paper.
Once dry, hide.
I felt relieved.
Walk out of the room and take a casual stroll in the yard.
There are two trees in the yard. One is not a jujube tree, and the other is not a jujube tree.
What kind of tree is that?
It's a peach tree.
It's a pity that it's not the season, so I can only eat shit.
In a short time, Qin Yuan walked all over the yard.
The layout is roughly:
In the southeast corner is the courtyard gate. The small house door is painted with gold and black paint. On the west side of the courtyard gate are four inverted seats, opposite the inverted seats are three north rooms, and two east and west wing rooms, enclosing a small square courtyard. In short, it is a standard courtyard house.
The total area is about 500 square meters.
For such a big house, it turns out that time and space start with hundreds of millions.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I traveled through time, I had a small goal.
A few days later.
Qin Yuan's indestructible magic skill is progressing very slowly. It is obvious that he does not have the qualifications.
However, Qin Yuan is not in a hurry. The difference in qualifications will only take time to improve.
If Shakten can do it, there is no reason why he can't do it himself.
But that's not the worst news.
The worst news is that he has no money to buy medicine.
The person Qin Yuan traveled through was a record officer with a meager income for generations. Except that his family was a native of the capital, he had nothing to offer.
You have to think of a way to make money.
It's not too high-profile.
Keeping a low profile and being patient is the way to go.
Yes, write martial arts novels.
It's hard to be an elegant person, but it's easy to make money quickly.
According to the background of this era, writing martial arts novels is the best choice, and you can also do some romance novels.
A woman's money is much easier to earn than a stinky man's money. A stinky man will never pay for free prostitution if he has the opportunity. For example, Zhang Henshui, a romantic novelist and author of "The Golden Family", had a meal with the owner of World Bookstore and received tens of thousands of yuan in royalties within ten minutes, and directly bought a palace in Peking.
Whose copy was it?
Qin Yuan turned around in his mind.
I think it is most reliable to copy Mr. Jin Yong.
First of all, it is mature and not too trendy, so it is easy for people of this era to accept it.
Second, familiarity. Who the hell hasn't watched Jin Yong's martial arts TV series and a bunch of fan fiction countless times? Close your eyes, and the pictures will pop up one after another, just like a movie.
Taking out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Qin Yuan started writing with his pen.
Fortunately, I inherited the memory of my predecessor, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to pass the test with just words.
I just wrote two thousand words.
Record Li Guangqian walked in.
Qin Yuan covered it casually.
"What are you writing?"
"nothing"
Qin Yuan said calmly and calmly.
Li Guangqian seemed to have something on his mind and did not continue to pester.
"What's wrong?"
"I just saw the prison car pulling Tan Zhuangfei heading towards Caishikou."
Li Guangqian sighed.
Qin Yuan's good mood suddenly disappeared.
Even though this was inevitable, it was still very unpleasant.
The image of Tan Zhuangfei bathing in the sun couldn't help but come to mind.
When he came to his senses, Li Guangqian was already gone.
Qin Yuan left Zuo Shi Yuan by accident, mounted his beloved little donkey, and headed towards Caishikou.
There is no traffic jam in this world. Qin Yuan arrived at Caishikou not long after.
There were as many people watching as expected.
Those who curse and sympathize are only a very small percentage.
Most of them are just for fun.
After all, decapitation is not something you see often.
Qin Yuan scanned around and didn't see the man with steamed buns in Lu Sheng's pen.
Of course, probably in your pocket.
On the stage, six people in prison uniforms were kneeling, and behind each stood a broad-shouldered executioner with a machete in his arms.
Tan Zhuangfei is located at the far east end, with no fear on his face.
"If you have the intention to kill a thief, you will be unable to save yourself. If you die well, you will be happy."
"good"
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but cheer.
"Who shouted better?"
The supervisor was furious. He stood up suddenly and pointed his finger: "Give me a beating to death."
Well, a group of government officials in white clothes rushed into the crowd and started punching and kicking them no matter who they were.
The prison officer snorted coldly and was about to order the execution.
There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, approaching from far away, and the crowd parted.
A skinny eunuch came in a hurry on a horse.
shouted in a high-pitched drake voice:
"The Queen Mother ordered to replace Tan Zhuangfei's dull knife."
Obviously, the Queen Mother hated Tan Zhuangfei.
"Follow the decree"
The supervisor cupped his hands and said.
Soon, a dull knife appeared in the executioner's hand.
Qin Yuan turned and left.
He couldn't bear to watch the next scene.
