Bi Ludan said: "What does this have to do with you?"
He Lingchuan smiled and said: "I have always been curious, can fortune tellers know their own destiny?"
Bi Lu's face was expressionless: "This is not the answer you should know."
What determines the fate of gods? This question lingers in He Lingchuan's mind, but he understands that Bi Lu will never tell him the answer.
Bi Lu reached out to him and asked, "Where are the things?"
"These questions are too simple and not worthy of this treasure." He Lingchuan shook the dragon pillar at it, "I have one last question: If your own destiny is suddenly changed, can you predict it in advance?"
itself?
Bi Lu thinks this question is very good.
It had just discovered that this young man was related to itself before, and now he was asking this question.
What does the boy want to do to change his destiny?
Bi Lu is a little funny.
"It depends on what level of power changes destiny." It replied, "It's too complicated, I can't tell you clearly."
"That is to say, the fate of the 'God of Destiny' may also take a turn that is beyond your control, right?"
Bi Lu laughed loudly: "You know nothing about the power of destiny, how dare you make assumptions?"
He Lingchuan noticed that it did not answer directly.
"Are there many levels and types of power to change destiny?"
"Power is power." Bi Lu reached out to him, "The question has been answered. If you don't give me something, the consequences will be serious."
He Lingchuan didn't want to test this outcome, so he threw the Dragon Punishment Pillar to him:
“See you later!”
Bi Lu looked at him carefully again and smiled: "Yes, see you later!"
Peng Fang closed his eyes, and soon the snoring started again.
Bi Lu left.
He Lingchuan walked out of the cell, subconsciously looked up at the night sky again, and sighed.
The power to change destiny? Isn't this what he has always been working towards in the world of Panlong and the real world?
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To the west of Kite Kingdom, Blackwater City.
In the evening, businessman Liu Baobao sent his guest to the hotel. The guest was a fat, dark, hairy man with a strong body odor that made people want to run away, but he was in the spice business.
Liu Baobao was very doubtful whether the quality of his goods could be improved.
It's a pity that when He Chunhua, the former governor of Qiansong County, was in office, Hongya Trading Road was operating in a prosperous manner. Later, a new governor was replaced, and within two years, the business of Heishui City more than doubled!
Otherwise, why would he give this damn fat man a smile?
The Liu family would never have given it a second glance at this kind of crooked merchant!
Liu Baobao was cursing when he suddenly saw a figure flashing across the market opposite, half of his face covered by a cloak.
It's cold, so it's normal to dress like this, and there's nothing outstanding about this man's clothes.
Liu Baobao stood still.
This face is so familiar to him!
How is this possible? He should be thousands of miles away!
"Brother Liu? Brother Liu?" the fat black man called him, "What's wrong with you?"
Liu Baobao calmed down. He just glanced briefly, and then the man walked around the corner and disappeared.
That's towards the North City Gate.
Illusion, it must be an illusion!
"It's okay, I'm seeing someone, come on, I'll take you to the inn."
The fat man rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "The Liuji Chamber of Commerce hosted us when we checked into the Hongyun Inn, right?"
Liu Baobao forced a smile: "Of course."
What a fat man, he wants to take advantage of such a small advantage!
Fatty Hei entered the Hongyun Inn and immediately said to the waiter: "Get a room in the upper room and bring in more charcoal to keep the room warm!" Then he smiled at Liu Baobao and said, "Thank you, Brother Liu, for your hospitality!"
"It's okay." Liu Baobao didn't want to stand next to him, "I just seemed to see an old friend, so I'll go and see him first. Brother Bao has come a long way, so let's go wash up and rest first."
Without waiting for the fat man's answer, he turned around and left the inn.
During this season, there are very few foreign visitors in Blackwater City.
Although it was just an excuse to deal with the fat man, Liu Baobao really became interested in his "old friend" after he came out.
But he went all the way to the north gate and didn't see the man just now again.
Could it be that I really saw it wrong?
A guard happened to be walking down from above the city gate, covering his mouth and yawning.
It's not that he's trying to be elegant, but it's just that the wind and sand are blowing hard now, so he has to eat sand if he doesn't cover his mouth.
Liu Baobao happened to recognize this guard.
"Boss Chen!" He stepped forward with a smile and said hello, "Are you busy today?"
"No," the guard said lazily, "What's there to do in Kuangsha Season?"
It's the wild sand season now. People from the north can't get through, and people from the south won't go north. This is the most leisurely and safest time of the year in Blackwater City.
"Mr. Chen has just climbed up. Did you see the tall man in a cloak coming towards the north gate?"
He just asked casually, but the guard immediately asked back: "A gray-yellow cloak?"
"Ah, yes! It's gray and yellow."
"Going out of town."
"Ah?" This answer was really unexpected, "Leave the city?!"
After leaving Blackwater City and heading north, you will find the famous Hongya Road.
During the wild sand season, Hongya Road is a dead end road, and everyone knows it. How could anyone go there?
The guard added: "I saw him walking north on the city gate tower, so I called him several times, but the man didn't look back. He only raised his hand and waved a few times."
He waved his hand to prove that he heard the guard's call.
"He's tired of living. How can I stop him? Are you right?"
To be honest, the guards didn't bother to stop me.
Who in Blackwater City doesn't know that you can't go into the desert during this season? What, you said you didn't know?
Then you deserve it.
Besides, people disappear every year during the wild sand season. Some people just can’t think about it and are desperate. Just stand in the strong wind and disappear. It’s painless and has no side effects.
Liu Baobao could only nod: "Yes, yes."
He subconsciously glanced outside the city gate. Was he really committing suicide?
Although the deadly sand in the Panlong Desert will not blow directly into the city, the view from the city gate to the north is not good and dim.
If it was the person in his memory, why would he choose this time to go north?
Liu Baobao could only walk back full of questions.
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He Lingchuan wrapped his cloak tightly and strode out of the city.
North of Blackwater City, there is no one on the long Hongya Road.
The sky and the earth are of the same color, black and yellow.
He heard the sentry on the Blackwater City Gate calling to him, but he didn't look back. Sure enough, the latter stopped calling after two calls, muttering "short-lived ghost" twice, and no one came to chase He Lingchuan.
This is the edge of the Panlong Desert, and there are not that many kind-hearted people who are brave enough to encourage people to live and survive.
His figure quickly disappeared into the yellow sand in the sky.
In the eyes of outsiders, this is an act of suicide.
But only He Lingchuan himself knew that when the violent wind and sand rushed past him, he would automatically avoid it.
There wasn't even a grain of fallen sand on the cloak, it was clean.