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Chapter Twenty-One

Fate is like a joke. Many people cannot accept it and try to escape. But what is the use of escaping? Open your eyes and it is an ironclad fact.

From this, Ma Jingqian also felt as if he was born out of another world. In this world, he seemed to be free from the world, but the true state of blood and flesh in the world began to awaken him again.

After hearing Old Uncle Yang talk about Ku Xi'er's life experience, he sincerely felt sorry for this strange child. His clingy smile and sharp eyes often made him extremely grateful for this escapist encounter.

For some reason, the child seemed to have recognized Ma Jingqian from the beginning. From the first time they met, his shy face showed a parent-like attachment to Ma Jingqian.

"Master, what were you doing under the tree just now? Could it be that you hid some little secrets?"

His old body could no longer withstand too many hardships. He was afraid that if he was too sad and old Uncle Yang fell ill, Xi'er would have no support, so Ma Jingqian changed the subject.

He was really like a naughty boy. He immediately stopped crying, and then showed panic, "What's wrong, you... you... you! You are so sick that I don't even know what I'm doing. It's already dark. Why?" How can I listen to the tree? After today, I have to wait another year, and by then I don’t know if I will still be there!”

The sudden accusation caught Jingqian off guard. He scratched his cheek helplessly and said, "You have never heard of this strange thing. Why do you blame me?"

"Hey, today is June 6th, which is the annual ring day! There is a legend that at noon on June 6th, if you sit next to an old tree, you can hear the old tree tell you how many years you have left!"

The old man acted very mysteriously. Maybe only the old people can remember some legends that some people don't know.

"Really or not? Can you still listen to it now?"

"It's too late! Look, the sun is not even in the west!"

In the end, it is still the confusing legends that allow this idle world to spend every spring and autumn, including what old Uncle Yang said about listening to the annual rings.

After chatting all evening, the old man, perhaps because of his limited energy, sat near the stove and fell asleep while replying without a word.

He didn't know if the medicine was almost ready, so after the casserole jar on the stove made a sizzling sound, Jing Gan moved it to the ground, then covered the stove and left.

After leaving the house, the old man's words seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

Ma Jingqian sighed and looked at the horizon, his eyes fell back on the big locust tree on the back wall, and he suddenly smiled, now even he would become like this.

Although he showed some resistance, the obedience in his heart drove him to ask how many years there were in the rings?

He knew that all this was just a legend, but he happily accepted these idle legends. After all, during the days when he came to Qianjiazhai, his depression became an incurable heart disease.

At this time, everything about Xiongzhen seemed more and more distant, and he never mentioned that past event to anyone again.

Things in Jianghu have undergone tremendous changes on the other side.

Kuang Hongfei was at the height of his power in Niutoushan, and Tie Zhan gradually became depressed at the same time.

But at the same time, what is even more surprising is that the gangs of Jianghu people were most active during this period.

It is said that the chaos in the northwest was originally caused by an organization called Shan's Sword Hao.

This beginning led to the emergence of many rivers and lakes, and this beginning also unexpectedly led to great success.

On the one hand, Ma Jun rose to prominence overnight due to the destruction of Netherworld.

On the other hand, it is inseparable from the negligence of other gangs in the Jianghu. They only think that a young man who has never interfered in his life cannot make big waves, but he has established his position in an instant by relying on the words of benevolence and righteousness.

It can be seen that in any gang, no one dares to dominate a city and win the hearts of the people.

Rumors pass away with the wind, and it is at this moment that fortune comes.

The rise of Kuang Hongfei's powerful army in Niutoushan was undoubtedly a blow to the New Golden Wolf-Zhan Lang Temple plan.

With the dissolution of Wolf Slayer Temple, Heliange also disappeared.

On this day, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and heavy snow fell suddenly, making people in the whole city panic about whether the heavy snow meant that a disaster was coming.

In Renyi Hall, Ma Jun, who is now firmly established in the world, heard about it and came out together with his master Xu Yuan.

"As the saying goes, auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, but the snow in June seems to have come suddenly. Could it be that something big really happened?"

Ma Jun looked at the vast expanse of snow on the horizon, his heart trembled, as if a bad premonition struck his heart.

"Leader, the momentum of the great earthquake is going on as planned. The time may come for us to take control of the world!" Xu Yuan was also surprised after seeing the heavy snow today. He was still thinking at the time, would it be possible?

It was because of God's inspiration that Ma Jinggan's deeds were answered by God.

After Xu Yuan's explanation, Ma Jun felt a lot more at ease, "I often dream of a group of gray wolves in an open snow field, and one of the blind wolves always attacks with ill intentions. Now when I see the snow,

A little dazed!"

"The leader must be thinking about it every day. Let Xu Yuan explain this dream to you!"

"Master, please speak!"

"I think my reputation has spread far and wide now. Even if you ask a three-year-old child, he will know that the person who killed the evil ghost and subdued the monster was at Renyi Manor! If this reputation is still in the world at that time,

I hear it everywhere, why don't the scepter point to me? And the wolf's bravery and fearlessness are not the most powerful ones in my village?"

Xu Yuan, who has always been good at winning people's hearts with his words, can relieve Ma Jun's confusion at any time. This is also different from the scholar and others, because the scholar will only tell the leader to be on guard against the world at all times.

Even if this precaution is true, in Ma Jun's view, it is mostly alarmist.

It has been more than ten years since Mr. Dekang's words when teaching the art, but he always takes those words as a warning.

Ma Jingqian has a big plan in mind, but his methods are wild!

From the initial resistance to the later acceptance, and then to the defensiveness, such a biological brother is like guarding against a house thief.

Occasionally when he was alone, Ma Jun often asked himself, had Dekang made a mistake?

Even if he thought about it, no matter how hard it was to go back to the past, today's experience would be like a drama. He didn't even dare to recall everything from scratch.

I'm afraid that a single oversight may cause a new turmoil in the world.

Suddenly, Ma Jun fluttered his sleeves and turned around and walked towards Renyi Hall. As he walked, he asked: "Master, veteran, do you think you can survive this year?"

After returning from the Western Regions, especially after Ma Jingqian left the village, all the brothers seemed to have changed. The elder had been ill for two months.

The barefoot doctor Xu Yuan called from the city also checked his pulse. He knew in his heart that the elder's illness might not be able to survive even this midsummer.

But seeing that the leader was so impatient, Xu Yuan hesitated in his heart and said: "The elder is still energetic now. He seems to be able to hold on. Maybe it's not as serious as we thought."

"Nonsense! He couldn't get sick after doing the horoscope in the heavy rain that day. If something really happened, I, the leader, would feel guilty. Please take me to see him again!"
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