The powerful clan of the emperors all have troubles, let alone mortals. The troubles are really uninterrupted. Wang Ming opened his eyes and found himself in the hospital. He thought he was caught by the reincarnation again, so he screamed in fear, which scared the doctor and nurse.

Fortunately, the fat man was by his side, and Wang Ming knew that he was safe, but he didn't know why he went to the hospital when he went to see his idol. His last memory was that his idol was playing beautiful Guzheng music. He was fascinated and then he lost his memory. After waking up, his whole body was in pain, and he realized that his body almost turned into blood mist.

Wang Ming felt very unlucky. At this time, the fat man comforted him and told him the family curse of Fairy Lingbo, telling him that the reason why Fairy Lingbo was called a poor woman was because their family did not have the fate of being rich and noble, so even if there were help from monks, they could not make a fortune.

"There is still such a thing?"

"I didn't believe it at first, but sometimes I can't believe in evil." The fat man said, "So, sometimes people are really unlucky, but don't worry, just find the field you are good at."

Wang Ming knew that the fat uncle was comforting himself. Although he felt that his bad luck was not ordinary, and his life was in danger every time. This was much scarier than not being able to make a fortune, but he also knew that worrying was useless. So he said: "That's right. On the plus side, my physique is particularly attractive to strange things. Maybe I can join the Guigu investigation team in the future. I heard that ordinary people can also join Guigu."

Although life is dangerous every time, Wang Ming feels that this may be fate guiding the direction. Since he will always be involved in strange events, it is better to become a professional who specializes in handling events.

The fat man smiled. He liked this kid, he was smart enough. It was indeed a body specially trained by monks. He was indeed calmer than his peers. "That's right, Guigu does not only recruit monks, but also ordinary people with special talents. If you really have the ability to connect with strange events, you can indeed become an investigator of strange events. Moreover, your kid's painting ability is also good. If you rely on the Creation Tower, all the things you draw can be converted into combat power. Since you have this determination, I will find Guigu's examination materials and my training, and you will definitely pass the exam." The fat man felt that Wang Ming's decision was right. If you cannot avoid being involved in strange events, it would be better to face it bravely.

Wang Ming was determined to join Guigu and used his physical condition to easily get involved in dangerous events to detect the incident.

Guigu recruits ordinary people with special abilities every year. Although they are not monks, many of the human race have special abilities. Some are due to blood inheritance, some are due to genetic mutation, some are due to accumulated luck, and some may be due to eating special ingredients... After all, this is a world of strange powers and chaos, and even ordinary people have opportunities for adventure.

Wang Ming had a direction. Although his body still needed rest to recover due to the Tianhuang reasons, he almost exploded, and his muscles, blood vessels, nerves, and skin all needed time to heal.

Although the doctor said it was hypoxia, this symptom was not a symptom of hypoxia at all. But in order to conceal the existence of the monks, I can only say so.

Wang Ming was discharged from the hospital today and followed Fatty to Yuelai Inn. Fatty asked Wang Ming to take a break from school. After experiencing so many things, Wang Ming's courses have indeed been greatly reduced. In addition, his grades were average, so there would definitely be no good results in this year's college entrance examination. Zhou Yu also thought it would be okay to take a break from school, and then he wanted to go to school and repeat the study.

However, Wang Ming no longer wants to take the art university, he is now going to Guigu. At Yuelai Inn, Wang Ming has met more monks and seen various magic weapons. The fat man taught himself and taught Wang Ming's basic skills.

At Yuelai Inn, Wang Ming also heard about the existence of another world. For example, during this period, everyone was discussing the Tushan talks. Many monks were indignant and believed that mortals admitted that "all things have spirits" was simply against their ancestors and completely forgot the blood debts of the human race and the demon race.

Wang Ming also learned from the fat uncle that there is a big crisis in the mortal world, and a strong man is approaching. In order to reduce losses, the leader above asked for help everywhere, and even signed a city alliance with the demon clan, admitting that "the human race is also a member of the demon clan", which made many sword cultivators angrily.

Although I don’t know much about the world of cultivators, the human race and the demon race seem to be in a state of confrontation. Wang Ming doesn’t understand very well. He also listens to the meaning of Fat Uncle Zhu, and Teacher Zhou. It’s no big deal to admit that the human race is a demon race, so he just divides some luck.

He didn't understand it very much, but Wang Ming knew very well that the world of monks was very vast, and the way he operated was different from that of mortals, and the things he handled were different from those of mortals. For example, this mortal crisis was clearly in trouble, but ordinary people didn't know it at all. It was like his parents decided to sell themselves before, but they didn't have to know why.

Selling a son has nothing to do with the son. Destroying a mortal has nothing to do with the mortal. It’s just this feeling. Although the crisis has come, the mortals don’t know it, but the monks are very calm.

Wang Ming asked the fat man why, and asked: "Uncle Fat, why are you not in a hurry?"

"It's useless to be anxious. This kind of crisis is like the fall of Buzhou Mountain and the water of Tianhe leaks. If you are anxious, you can't solve the problem. You can only wait for the saint to take action. When the water of Tianhe drowned countless creatures in the mortal world, after Nuwa repaired the sky, shouldn't the surviving creatures survive the way they do?" "As for when the saint takes action, only the saint knows. No matter how anxious we are, we cannot change the will of the saint." The fat man said helplessly, because it's useless to be anxious, he can only wait.

"Will there be many people dead?" Wang Ming widened his eyes. Obviously, this incident had an impact on his young mind. After all, this major disaster was too far away from him, and he didn't expect that it would be like a normal thing for the monks.

"You don't have to be so shocked. Zhuangzi said, 'Summer insects cannot speak of ice', because summer insects cannot live in winter at all. The lifespan of mortals is as short as summer insects, so naturally they don't know that the tribulation of the three realms has never stopped. But for the saints and great immortals, they have lived long enough and experienced enough tribulations. In the eyes of mortals, the things that the sky and the earth are falling are not new to saints. The saints have probably experienced more disasters than the bridges we have walked, so the saints are not in a hurry at all. Just take action at almost the same time, because these are all sparse and ordinary tribulations." Although the fat man is not a saint, he has read a lot of analysis during this period and thinks it makes sense that people's joys and sorrows are different, let alone the joys and sorrows between mortals and saints, which makes no difference.

Wang Ming couldn't help but say: "So mortals and immortals are simply different species and have completely different values."

"That's right. We thought it was impossible, but it was nothing to the saints and great immortals. Even if half of the human race died this time, it would be restored in just a thousand years, and a thousand years would be just a blink of an eye for them." When he said this, the fat man was also very moved.

Wang Ming was hit hard and realized that the time dimensions of the two were so different, no wonder the saint was not in a hurry at all. This is why Xia Chou could not speak Bing. He suddenly realized that the world of monks was so amazing, and he suddenly felt that he should learn more.

The sages were all good at breaking out of the minds of mortals, let alone Zhuangzi. He described mortals from the perspective of looking down on mortals, observing events in the mortal world from the perspective of infinite space and infinite time. His thinking completely transcended the ‘me’ and ‘mortals’. This was no longer a person who thought from the perspective of others, but completely jumped out of time and space.
Chapter completed!