"Starting from tomorrow, daily homework will be divided into morning and evening."
Before Wang Fu left, the owner of the Taoist temple told him clearly.
This is to monitor him at all times and not give him a chance until the showdown at the end of the month.
"Thank you, Master!"
Wang Fu remained calm and turned around to leave.
A quick calculation shows that yesterday was just past half-month, and there are only fifteen days left until the end of the month.
Time is pressing and urgent.
Within fifteen days, Wang Fu had to think of a way to save himself, and he had to deal with the daily surveillance of the Taoist temple owner without revealing any flaws.
"This is a battle of life and death!"
Returning to the side hall, Wang Fu finished washing and lay down on his side to sleep.
It is certain that the entire Taoist temple is under the control of the master of the Taoist temple, and every move he makes cannot escape the eyes of the other party.
Therefore, Wang Fu cannot take any extraordinary actions.
what to do?
The master of the Taoist temple has the ability to manipulate ghosts and gods. He can kill a hungry tiger with just a few moves, which is incomparable to human power.
As for Wang Fu, he came from time to time and inherited Xiao Fu'er's physical body. In terms of strength, he is not as strong as an adult man.
Although there are many Taoist teachings from Taoist masters, they are all miscellaneous knowledge and there is absolutely no Taoism that can protect one's life.
In other words, on the day of the ceremony, if the master of the Taoist temple attacks, he will have no power to resist.
"Hoo ho!"
Beads of sweat rolled down Wang Fu's forehead, and his nerves were tense to the extreme. The situation was too dangerous.
What’s the promised novice protection period?
Why is it his turn to travel through time? Except for the useless golden finger, he has no equipment, no adventures, and no trace of his old grandfather.
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night!
Wang Fu turned over and closed his eyes, and the big red candle appeared in front of his eyes.
The candle burned quietly, without flickering, and there was no life safety for the time being.
It can be inferred from this that the Taoist temple owner is not ready yet and will not take action against him before the end of the month.
"End of the month!"
Counting over and over, adding up the days and nights, it was only fifteen days in total.
With so little time, how can we make a comeback and win a chance of survival?
Wang Fu couldn't sleep, so he stood up and walked to the window. He put on his outer robe and looked out at the mountains under the moonlight through the carved wooden window frame.
The moonlight could not drive away the darkness of the night, shrouding the jungle and towering mountains, and all the scenery seemed like his road ahead was confused.
"Goldfinger, I don't expect you to be able to help me enjoy the good life. You can save my life for me."
The red candle burns quietly and seems to last forever.
"Well!"
Wang Fu recalled that during the day, he used the power of Turtle Breath Kung Fu to perform turtle divination.
He suddenly had a whim, would combining magic with Golden Finger cause a mutation?
"breathe."
Wang Fu began to regulate his breathing, immersed in a turtle breath state, and the cool current of mana flowed into his body and flowed towards the big red candle.
The moment the mana and the red candle met, the halo from the candle suddenly expanded, filling the entire sight.
"Well!"
Wang Fu shed tears, his eyeballs stung, and he didn't dare to open his eyes for a while.
"There is a way."
The labor pain gradually dissipated, Wang Fu opened his eyes, saw the big red candle, and returned to his original state.
"short."
He keenly discovered that the candle shrunk by one layer with the naked eye, and the pitch-black wax beads rolling down below changed from one to three.
"What is the use of dark wax beads?"
Unfortunately, there will be no answer to this question for a while.
If the red candle burns more intensely, something must be happening.
The last time Wang Fu's soul returned to his body, he consumed one candle tear, but now it's two.
for a long time……
"No more, nothing!"
Wang Fu gave up in despair and searched all over his body, but found nothing strange.
Nothing was found.
"It shouldn't be!"
Wang Fu didn't believe that my golden finger could be so useless.
Click, click, click!
Under the moonlight, outside the cold window, a moth fluttered and perched on the edge of the wooden window.
"Um?"
Wang Fu inadvertently glanced at the moth, its wings still trembling.
"This is... the fire of life!"
Wang Fu's eyes widened. He could swear that before today, he had never seen the existence of life fire in any other living creature.
A psychedelic mist of light rose from this moth's body, eventually condensing into a ball of life fire above its head.
In addition to the life fire, there are also wick candles, but compared to Wang Fu, they are as small and weak as toothpicks.
"It's also red."
A moth also has a red candle life flame, isn't it exactly the same as him?
Wang Fu felt strange, stretched out his hand to pinch the moth, and suddenly something changed before his eyes.
The moth's candle suddenly changed from red to as black as ink.
It's jet black, exactly the same color as the three wax beads.
"Could it be?"
The flame of life above the moth's head was quickly extinguished by a gust of wind.
Wang Fu was shocked and struck hard. His fingertips snapped and the moth was crushed to pieces.
died?
The palm is spread out, the moth's wings are broken, and it has become a corpse.
Wang Fu's heart skipped a beat, he might have touched the real secret of Golden Finger.
I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight.
Wang Fu simply walked out of the side hall and came to a corner of the main hall, where he heard a faint chirping sound.
In Xiao Fu'er's memory, there was a bug nest here, and in summer, crickets were chirping all night long.
Although it is now autumn and the singing is getting weaker and weaker day by day, I could still hear it yesterday.
"Squeak!"
Two crickets were pinched in the palm of the hand, struggling desperately, their tentacles hopping.
"Red."
Wang Fu is doing experiments. He wants to find out what the so-called red and black principles are.
When you get a cricket, the fire of life burns without any fluctuation, which is different from that of a moth.
"Could it be..."
Wang Fu's heart moved, and his eyes fell on the one on the right, a male, slightly smaller in size.
The murderous intention in my heart moved slightly, and the cricket's candle suddenly turned dark, and the life flame wavered a few times.
"correct."
Wang Fu used his fingertips hard to crush the male cricket on the left and explode it on the spot.
The fire of life is extinguished and everything returns to dust.
It can be determined that red luck is normal, while black clouds are bad luck and life-threatening.
Once the candle turns pitch black and the flame of life shakes, death is just around the corner.
The previous moths and crickets were all like this.
Wang Fu suddenly thought of something, and the joy of discovering the secret of Golden Finger disappeared.
He can control the life and death of moths and crickets to his heart's content, but in the palm of the master of the Taoist temple, isn't his fate the same? Life and death all depend on the other person's thoughts.
"I'm not an ant!"
Wang Fu suddenly raised his head and shouted in his heart, "I will fight whoever wants to kill me."
Next, I didn't sleep all night.
Wang Fu rummaged through the tiles and floor tiles, looking for insects and ants, and finally tested it out.
The final conclusion is that the big red candle is not his golden finger. The eyes that can see the big red candle are Wang Fu's golden finger.
When he first traveled through time, Wang Fu could only see his own destiny.
However, just now he used his magic power to activate the red candle, consuming two candle tears and opening up stronger functions.
Now, Wang Fu can see the fate of other creatures.
The only concern is that the three jet-black candle tears represent the evil black cloud. If it cannot be resolved, it will accumulate on the body and will explode over time.
"correct."
The morning light outside the window was slightly bright, penetrating into the side hall through the carved wooden window frame, and the time for morning classes was approaching.
Wang Fu looked towards the backyard, curious in his heart, if he could see the life fire and candle of the Taoist temple owner?