Chapter 1

"Special size, missed again!"

Fang Yue walked well in the street. A bucket of lightning flashed across the clear sky and fell on Fang Yue's classmate.

Fang Yue felt that there was a vast expanse of silver in front of him, and then it was dark!

When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him changed and a half man high wooden card came into view. There are five big characters "crossing the compensation office"! Behind the wooden card, there was an old turtle with a shell as big as a millstone. Its eyes narrowed slightly and seemed to be dozing off during a nap.

"Where is this?" Fang Yue said to himself subconsciously.

The old turtle raised his head slowly, stretched out a claw and rubbed his bleary eyes.

"Is this time the intruder illiterate? Don't you know the serious Chinese characters?"

The old turtle glanced at Fang Yue contemptuously. Fang Yue said that the special size was despised by a bastard.

"I can read and cross the compensation office! I know these words. But I don't know why I showed up here. Didn't I walk well on the road just now?"

Fang Yue asked his doubts.

The old turtle mended his long nails on his claws and said, "you forget, have you been killed by thunder?"

"Is this the underground?" Fang Yue looked around nervously. Looking around, there is endless white fog, and there is no ghost feeling of hell in myths and legends.

"It's not underground, it's Tianting! To be exact, this is a branch of Tianting, passing through the compensation office." the old turtle said lazily and weakly. He did not know where to find a round framed eye, put it on his head, and then took out a blue book from under his body.

Wow, the pages turn. The old turtle twirled the page and said, "because the thunder god can, unfortunately, split the wrong person in the process of performing his official duties. According to the Tianting regulations, the old turtle's business style and his lazy style.

Fang Yue immediately understood the true identity of the old turtle - a small civil servant in Tianting!

As soon as his eyes turned, Fang Yue had a plan. As a serious troublemaker, he had his own way to deal with such public officials.

"What compensation are you going to give me?" Fang Yue asked the old turtle.

The old turtle took out three more golden leaves from his body, weighed them and said to Fang Yue, "it's your life this time! I met a batch of compensation that is difficult to meet in a thousand years. Among the three golden leaves are the Life Sutra, the death Sutra and the soul Sutra! No matter which one of the three skill methods is the supreme Scripture.

"Life Sutra" portrays the peerless body, immortal and reborn!

The death Sutra enslaves the dead, manipulates zombies, annihilates the world and bury the ages.

The soul Sutra, peeping at the law, points to the road, is eternal and exists with the sky!

And the combination of the three can display the invincible super magic power of heaven and earth - the great resurrection, do you know? "

The old turtle's saliva flew and his expression was excited. All of a sudden, he changed from a civil servant who had just slowed down to a salesperson who sold pots and pans in a TV shopping program.

Under the presbyopic glasses, a pair of small eyes stared round immediately.

A pair of front paws danced like Fang Yue. If he really missed this compensation, it would be a great pity in his life!

"Something's wrong! Something's quite wrong! Just now it was that kind of relaxed expression. How can it become such an attitude now?" as a small citizen, Fang Yue is a person. His expression of observing words and colors is tempered to the extreme by him.

Fang Yue deeply understands a truth. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"I want to inspect the goods!" Fang Yue said with vigilance.

The old turtle stared at a pair of small eyes and slapped the ground: "don't you believe me?"

"Don't believe it!" Fang Yue was sure. He grabbed three golden leaves while the old turtle wasn't paying attention.

The golden leaves and his palms immediately gave off a bright light. The three golden leaves were pasted on his forehead and shoulders! The smell of green, gray and white flowed, and Fang Yue's body really had an old and desolate breath of reincarnation!

The old turtle was shocked and muttered, "don't you say that the scriptures on these three gold leaves are fake? No one has practiced three kinds of skill methods for millions of years!"

When Fang Yue heard the speech, he immediately stared: "the compensation you gave me is fake! I want to complain!"

The old turtle covered his mouth and looked stunned. For the first time, he met such a horizontal person in Tianting!