Don't Pick up Men on the Roadside

My name is Jiang Yuan. If nothing else, I should have had an accident. Look at the beautiful men in white who are surrounded by fairy spirits. I think I have traveled through time. - The ancestor said it well, if you see a poor man when you go out, don't pick it up, otherwise you will be the unlucky one. I looked at the child who looked like the male protagonist in front of me and nodded in agreement. Whoever likes this male protagonist will pick it up, but I won't pick it up anyway. Never expected it. If I don't pick it up, others will. My cheap master pushed the male protagonist in front of me and said that he would be the junior brother from now on and asked me to take good care of him and shoulder the responsibility of being a senior brother. Master, I hate you. - Later, my cheap junior brother led people to join the sect. I was also stabbed through with a sword. I just told the man on the roadside that something would happen if he picked it up! But why did my master pick it up and something happened to me? ! Well, based on this development, I guess my master won't be much better. Seeing the sudden change in the younger brother's face, he rushed over. I fell lightly into his arms. "The murderer... The murderer is..." I uttered these five words with difficulty, and then I passed away with peace of mind. - Guys, once again I never expected this. I actually didn't die. My cheap little junior brother brought me back from hell. He even pressed me down on the bed with a dark face and asked me who the murderer was. Well... Junior brother, can you take your claws away from my waist first? How to tell you. In fact, senior brother doesn't know either. *The third person of the text *No abuse, no abuse, no abuse! A sand sculpture and a cookie! *Screenshot taken on 2023.03.29. Intention: to be added