Shen Yanmiao knelt in the mud of Gujin Town. The foreigners kicked him on the back and the Han people spit on him. The evil spirit in the body is like a poisonous snake gnawing at the bones - at the age of eighteen, the body explodes. In the backyard of the hospital, he pressed his hand on the shoulder of his companion Tie Li. Tie Li's luck surged, and he split open the enemy's war horse with one strike. Shen Yanmiao's left eye exploded with blood. He understood: the national luck system recognized him as the master, and if he changed anyone's luck, he would be punished by God. The first change of luck saved the entire county from massacre. The golden dragon of the dynasty had one extra scale, and he coughed up half a catty of blood. During the second relocation, the granary in the disaster area overflowed out of thin air, and Xie Anzhen fell into a cripple. The third time, the Hu emperor Murong Tao put a knife on his neck: "Change my fortune and annex the Southern Dynasty." Shen Yanmiao grinned: "Yes. I'll trade your national fortune - do you dare?"
