In his drowsiness, a memory circulated in Zhou Bai's mind, as if it had just been dug out from the depths.

"It's raining. Rain comes after a long drought. No, it's not right. This rain is wrong!"

"Blood, it's all blood. Blood rain from the sky indicates that a disaster is coming!"

"Did I see it wrong? Why does the moon seem to be cracking?"

"That extra sun in the sky?! There are two days in the sky..."

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The cold weather in spring will kill young people.

The biting morning wind swept by wantonly, and most of the residents in Pingcang County were still huddled in their beds. However, in the countryside outside the city, a settlement was already making a noise.

Outside the simple and clean courtyard, many members of the Zhou family passed by in a hurry. When they saw the courtyard door that was still closed, they could not help but be surprised, but they did not stop to remind the owner of the courtyard.

There was only a fat man wearing a spring shirt, his nose red from the cold, shouting something at the door.

"Zhou Bai, Zhou Bai, why don't you wake up your young master? Today is a big day for ancestor worship!" The caller was none other than Zhou Rui, one of the few people of the same age who interacted with Zhou Bai.

Soon, the courtyard door opened, and the old servant with a sad face came out. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Rui, for reminding me. My young master is seriously ill and has fallen asleep. Please bear with me."

"Ah? Today's Spring Festival involves asking the ancestors to distribute the fortune of the clan. If Zhou Bai can't go, he will have to wait another three years."

"Forget it, I'll go to the clan leader's gang, Zhou Bai, to ask for leave. Alas." Zhou Rui saw that the old servant was at a loss, so he stopped embarrassing him and just took out a silver bean and asked him to hire a doctor.

As Zhou Rui left, the somewhat decayed wooden door made a squeaking sound as it closed.

Zhou Bai, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes at the right moment. All the past events flooded into his mind, and he let out a long sigh, expressing endless complex emotions.

The reluctance of the past life, the helplessness of Golden Finger who exhausted his origin, and the joy and ambition of rebirth.

In his first life, he was Zhou Bai of Blue Star, an ordinary social animal. In the end, he died suddenly while working overtime to make a living.

Fortunately, after his death, the plug-in was activated, and the ancestral jade pendant turned into a golden finger, preventing him from traveling to this extraordinary world where gods and gods manifested themselves.

Zhou Bai, the second generation, is a direct descendant of the Zhou family of the township clan. He relied on his golden fingers and tried his best to pass the exam.

But before he could take advantage of his position to gain momentum, he suddenly suffered a disaster and died again.

For this reason, his Golden Finger consumed the last of his original power to help Zhou Bai be reborn, traveling through time and being reborn again and again. It can only be said that Golden Finger did his best.

Zhou Bai did not get up immediately, but concentrated his energy. With a thought, a dimly lit catalog in the spiritual altar opened to the first page, and then a paragraph of text appeared.

[Luck: lack of destiny, decline of external luck]

[Condition: wind and cold enter the body, qi and blood are not smooth]

Looking next to the text, Zhou Bai's figure is reflected, vivid and vivid, as if it contains Zhou Bai's soul.

There are wisps of gray air lingering on all sides, mostly light white air, and the gray air is suspended in uncertainty and seems ready to move.

Fortunately, there is a trace of red and white energy flowing around, which stabilizes the overall situation, otherwise the gray energy may become more and more.

But a sense of oppression kept appearing in Zhou Bai's heart, as if if he didn't do something quickly, disaster would be imminent.

Zhou Bai stabilized his mind, resisted the dizziness and nausea in his stomach, and focused his thoughts on the word luck.

A vague realization suddenly emerged. Without my destiny, the world would instinctively reject it...

The cost of being reborn is indeed not small. Not only has the most precious source of the Book of Destiny been nearly exhausted, but also one's own destiny has been lost. The first thing to do now is to avoid being treated as an alien by the Heavenly Dao of this world and be annihilated.

"Ugh~" Zhou Bai retched and got up to calm down his physical discomfort.

My body is weak and my spirit is weak, and even the basic functions of using the Qi Luck Heavenly Book are somewhat unbearable.

Zhou Bai sighed slightly, at least until his health was restored, he could no longer read the Book of Luck at will.

The Book of Heaven is the golden finger that helps him travel through time and be reborn. It has many wonderful functions and is very mysterious.

The Book of Luck is a name he chose himself, derived from the main function of the first page.

However, in his previous life, from the time he awakened his memory at the age of fifteen until he passed the examination at the age of thirty, he did not discover many functions in a full twenty years.

First of all, the first page Zhou Bai just flipped through has entries similar to the system panel, which can display his current luck, status, etc.

By staring at the entry, you can get the corresponding detailed information. If your life is missing, Zhou Bai will know that you need to make up for it immediately, otherwise there will be a disaster.

It's just that the Book of Luck lacks a certain energy, and many other entries don't show what they are specifically, because Zhou Bai already knows very little about the cost of rebirth.

The second is the silhouette of the person manifested in the Book of Luck. Zhou Bai uses this to observe his own luck. White represents the luck that ordinary people should have, while gray represents unknown, disaster, bad luck, etc.

From the fluctuations in luck, Zhou Bai can clear up the omissions and cope with the actions in the coming period.

The function of luck was the basis for him to settle down in his previous life, pass the imperial examination, and bring his family to the position of county magnate.

This world is an extraordinary world where heaven is high above, where immortals and gods appear before saints. The mortal dynasty that Zhou Bai lives in is also closely connected with heaven.

According to the so-called law of cyclical dynasties, no matter how it changes, the emperor of the new dynasty must offer sacrifices to heaven and recognize his status as a minister.

By studying for the imperial examination, you can not only honor your ancestors and control power and wealth, but also practice Taoism and Dharma, and become the master of extraordinary power.

You can learn Taoism by raising a person's name, and you can be listed in the heavenly books if you get the Jinshi title, and you have the hope of immortality.

In such a world, the imperial examination road that leads to the ladder to heaven is just a single-plank bridge that thousands of troops and horses have to squeeze against.

Thinking of twenty years of hard work in his previous life, and finally achieving success, Zhou Bai had a wry smile on his face.

Juren was already regarded as a master in the Daxu Dynasty. He could protect the entire clan and was qualified to become an ancestral spirit even after his death.

But even those who can step onto the road are just insignificant ants in the face of great catastrophe, without even the slightest ability to resist.

The pouring rain of blood, the cracked moon, the extra sun...

The ensuing natural changes were not illusions, but real memories in Zhou Bai's mind.

In the forty-sixth year of Daxu Xiangxing, when I was fifteen years old and just awakened my memory, my parents had passed away many years ago. Due to my weak body, I was exposed to wind and cold, and I did not recover for many days.

If you participate in the Childbirth Examination this year, the clan will bless you with the luck of the clan, and the probability of passing the examination will be greatly increased, so the competition for the quota of ancestor worship blessings is very fierce.

After waking up for a long time, Zhou Bai finally understood the current situation.

In his previous life, he also participated in this clan sacrifice and obtained the luck blessing of the Zhou family with the help of clan rules. In the end, although he passed the examination as a boy student, he failed in the county examination and failed to pass the examination as a scholar.

In addition to insufficient accumulation of literary knowledge, he also offended stakeholders in the clan, which had a considerable subsequent impact.

It is because of these inconvenient things that waste time that when the real disaster strikes, there is no power to resist.

The old road will lead nowhere, so you must seize the time for every next step. There will never be a chance to do it again in this life.
Chapter completed!