Listening to Ji Xiang's ramble, Li Huowang continued to listen without saying anything. If the other person was just talking about fabricated history books, it wouldn't have frightened Ji Xiang like that. There must be other reasons.
"This man is easy to recognize. He has a fan in his hand with four words written on it, I am born with talent. When you meet him in the future, remember to stay as far away as possible. He is not a good person." At this point, I remember.
The prime minister’s eyes are full of taboos.
Li Huowang thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Master Jixiang, when you came out of the Buddha Bone Temple that day, you would ask me like that, but Zhuge Yuan's ability is very weird?"
"Yeah." The reporter nodded, "This person doesn't know how to change his life."
"Change your destiny?"
"It's not about changing human life, it's about destiny. He has an old imperial calendar. If he says something is appropriate, it will definitely happen. If he says something is taboo, it will definitely be unlucky."
"Whatever you say comes as you say?!" Li Huowang was immediately shocked. He had seen a lot of things in the world along the way, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of magical power.
If there is such a person who is kind to you, then you have a big backer. But what if this person is malicious to you...
After thinking for a while, Li Huowang asked again: "Master Ji, does this person use this ability to do more good things or more evil things?"
"Our family doesn't know. We only know that as long as he shows up, nothing good will happen! He is really a bad guy."
After saying this, Xiang, who had a somewhat dry mouth, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.
"Okay, we have told you so much. This is an exception. Work hard. You are a good boy. You will do well this time. We will go back and help you mention your position in the company."
"Thank you, Mr. Xiang." Li Huowang turned and left, his expression still solemn, looking down at the wrapped spindle.
Although I learned some information about Zhuge Yuan from the records, I still don’t know whether the other person’s kindness towards me is true or false.
If it is true...it is illogical, but if it is false...it is even more illogical! What is the purpose of this person doing this?
"It's still not possible to ask this way. If we want to find a solution from this spindle, we must first figure out what this thing is."
"But this kind of thing can be put aside first. Help Ji Xiang find his heart, and exchange for Bei Feng's information is the most important thing."
In the simple study room, not long after Li Huowang left, an old woman with gray hair walked out from behind the screen next to her.
Although her face is covered with wrinkles, you can tell from her face that she looks exactly the same when she was young.
The old woman looked at the photographer worriedly and asked: "Master, is this person reliable?"
"Well, our family can't tell for sure. This person came from far away to Daliang. God knows where his roots are. Anyway, it depends on whether he is reliable or not. We must not let the people in Shangjing know that our family has messed up.
Got it!"
The worried old woman walked up to Ji Xiang and held the jeweled back of Ji Xiang's hand.
"Hey, sir, if it doesn't work out, let's retire from office? What if we live in fear every day for a few more decades?"
"Hey. That's easy to say. It's not that simple."
With a bitter look on his face, he took out a red handkerchief from the cuff of his left hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"The background of this matter is very big. It's the job of the Imperial Master. Maybe it also has official motives. A small person like us is involved in such a big thing. If we can escape safely, it will be a high-profile event."
The old woman gently hugged Ji Xiang and said with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Brother, after we finish this work, let's go back to Liupan and retire under the mulberry tree when we were children."
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"When I left the village, you said you wanted me to enjoy happiness. In fact, no matter where I am, as long as I am with you, I will be the happiest."
The reporter patted the old woman's body with his red handkerchief, but said nothing.
The reporter seemed to be in a hurry, and the notice was to meet at the gate of Yinling City at five o'clock the next day.
Therefore, before dawn, Li Huowang woke up early. He first went to the stable to open the curtain, cut off a piece of meat from the squirming tentacle monster, wrapped it in cloth, and kept it for eating on the road.
Then after throwing all the dried meat into the carriage, Li Huowang took a piece of wood and started nailing it.
I don’t know how long it will take this time, so just in case, it’s better to nail everything down.
After a while, under Li Huowang's hammering, the carriage turned into a large coffin.
After finishing all this, he put his luggage on the horse, Li Huowang got on his horse and rode towards the city gate.
"Woof woof!" Steamed Bun followed up as expected.
"Just keep an eye on the carriage! If I hear you going out to fight with other dogs again when I come back, I will stew you in a pot!"
In the early morning, except for some vendors preparing to set up stalls, there were basically not many people on the street. Li Huowang quickly arrived at the city gate.
Hong Da and Tuoba Danqing appeared as expected, but to Li Huowang's surprise, there were two newcomers next to them.
If you add Ji Xiang and yourself, there are six people in total. From this, you can see that the other party is determined to win.
Of the two newcomers, one is the boy named Liu from the Moon Gate, and the other is a dancing master.
Li Huowang carefully observed the drum on his waist and was very sure that it was the drum of a great dance master, exactly the same as the one on Li Zhi's waist.
But compared to Li Zhi, who lived like a beggar, this person was obviously very different.
He is dressed in black fur, and his face is full of flesh. There are also two slanting black scars hanging on his face. It would be more suitable to replace the leather drum with a machete.
After greeting each other and several others, Li Huowang looked at the scarred face. "Are you a master dancer? Where is your second master?"
The scarred face, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, stared, "Who the hell are you? Dare you interfere in my affairs?"
When he saw that Li Huowang had drawn his sword half an inch out of its sheath, Moon Sect disciple Liu Zongyuan quickly stood in front of Li Huowang to break up the fight.
"Hey, hey, brother Er, you can't do it. If you really can't do it, how about you just give me some face?"
After looking at Liu Zongyuan in front of him, Li Huowang pressed down with one hand, and the evil aura on his body immediately disappeared.
"Come on, let's go there, don't make it difficult to remember."
Maybe Li Huowang wouldn't give it to others, but as Liu Zongyuan who had helped him once, Li Huowang decided not to be like that person.
Looking at the wooden mask on his face, Li Huowang asked him: "Brother Liu Xian, how are you doing recently?"
"Let's just leave it that way. Let's help Jixiang get through the difficulties first. If he doesn't get well, we won't get better either."
This is true. They are all grasshoppers on the same rope now. If Ji Xiang is eaten up, then there will be no way to talk about the things he promised himself.
"What's the origin of that person? Why do you need to find a fellow dancer who performs the master dance? As far as I know, those who perform the master dance are not very good at it."
"Oh~, what you said is a bit arbitrary. With three hundred and sixty lines, if you can get the top prize in every line, then there are also great dancing masters."
This chapter has been completed!