When Fatty woke up, there were still more than three hours left before the evening arena battle.
Although the identity of the Hemei family is now clear, which means they have a strong support, the specific arrangements have not yet been decided.
Capricorn Boy and Huahua were so anxious about this that they finally waited for Fatty to wake up and just wanted to ask, but they didn't know that this guy went to find Master Haruhiko in a hurry.
"Old man! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, this time..." The fat man opened his mouth when he saw the door owner, and then he was hit hard on the head by something.
Master Haruhiko stared at the fat man who was angry but dared not speak, and was a little dazed. He slowly put on his flat shoes and then taught him a lesson: "Don't be too big or too small. Even if you are determined to be my disciple, you can't be unruly."
.If there is a next time, I will slap you twice more, and so on!"
"Hey!" The fat man had just regained his composure, and while secretly admiring the other party's incredible shoe skills, he asked disdainfully: "You are allowed to be ruthless and unjust, but you are not allowed to allow me to be neither big nor small? You clearly know that Miao Chun used this method this time
Summoning gods can be dangerous, but you refuse to come forward. Now that her life and death are unpredictable, are you in the mood to bully me?"
When the old man heard this, his face suddenly turned purple again. But he did not have an attack. Instead, he sat down with a long sigh and began to stare out the window in a daze.
"Don't think that if you don't talk, it will be over! I have to risk my life to save Chunchun. If I succeed, I will give it up, but if..." The fat man groaned angrily before he could finish his words, and was hit by the old man's sigh.
broken.
"There is no 'but if', she will definitely be able to recover as before. Alas! However, the current situation should also be her fate, and cannot be reversed or blocked by human power." Master Haruhiko said leisurely.
The old man's voice was already very old, but now that he was in a melancholy mood, it sounded as ethereal and gloomy as an echo from hundreds of years ago.
The fat man was about to accuse the other party of using his words as an excuse to run away, but for some reason, a strange feeling arose in his heart, and he couldn't say the words he said.
Unknowingly, for the first time, he completely focused his eyes on Master Haruhiko's face.
This is a face that does not match its voice. Although it is by no means young, it is not too old. It even looks more than ten years younger than Master Gongzhuang. Moreover, the skin on the old man's face is still good.
It's tender and has a slight luster.
Damn! What an old goblin!
The fat man was cursing to himself when he suddenly discovered another feature. The old man had a bunch of white hairs growing between his eyebrows out of thin air.
This bunch of white hairs swirled to the right and seemed to be rotating slightly.
"Hey!" Mr. Mai couldn't help shouting.
"Ignorant!" the old man said with infinite disdain: "This is called 'Jingyuan Rebirth'. Only those born with this strange appearance in our Bianju sect can be worthy of the responsibility of the sect leader. It can not only pass on the skills of the sect masters of all generations.
Memory can better discern opportunities and communicate with all things. And your baby Miaochun has this difference!"
"Huh?" The fat man was shocked when he heard this. He thought of the appearance of a bunch of white hairs that could rotate on his pretty face, and felt a chill in his heart.
"No way! I, I've never seen her do it!" Fatty argued quickly.
"That's because the time has not come yet. After this calamity, it should be there!" Master Haruhiko said calmly with a hint of a bad smile.
"Oops! Well, it's unreasonable for this girl to have hair on her face, isn't it?! Also, does Miaochun know it herself? Isn't that 'fetus' growing on her forehead a bit too much? I'm worried that she won't be able to stand this.
What a shock!" The fat man started talking nonsense in a hurry.
Seeing the old man's face full of ridicule but not answering, the fat man became even more anxious. In his haste, he discovered the flaw in Master Haruhiko's words.
When I first met this old man, he didn't have this "fetus" between his eyebrows, which means that this thing probably only appears on some special occasions or when it is used. Oh! Oh! Oh! That's good, that's it
good!
Mr. Mai solved the mystery by himself, and his expression suddenly softened.
"This kid is indeed a talent, no wonder Chunchun is holding on to him!" Seeing that the other party no longer worried in an instant, Master Haruhiko secretly praised.
Immediately, the old man said with a straight face: "Miaochun has a talent for psychics that no one else has. If you carefully observed the way she used the summoning spell, you will remember that a red dot will appear between her eyebrows at that time.
, this is the proof that the 'Jing Yuan Shang Fei' has not yet awakened. It is precisely because of her talent that I selected Miao Chun as the future successor of our sect."
"So, she is young and average in strength, but she can summon god-level puppets to fight. Of course, this is also thanks to you injecting the Qiankun Atlas into her." The fat man said in a cold tone again.
Indeed, although the Qiankun Atlas greatly increased Leg Jing's strength, it also created her current life-and-death crisis.
The old man ignored the dissatisfaction in the other party's tone, but said in a deep voice: "My brother Qingjun was also a first-rate, outstanding talent. Especially in the field of psychics, although he did not have the blessing of 'Jingyuan Shangwei', he was not at all
Less than what I was in my prime.”
"So, he was upset that he couldn't be the master of this sect. He has been thinking about revenge since he had a falling out with you. Six months ago, he must have deliberately sent people to attack you, so that he could bring you here.
And I have prepared a trap for you! Who would have thought that it was my Chunchun who suffered..." The fat man analyzed angrily, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Seeing that the other party had some enlightenment, Master Haruhiko nodded with satisfaction and said: "Anger is the worst evil behavior that is not conducive to thinking. It seems that you already have new ideas? Tell me!"
"The channeling you are talking about is the 'forethought' among the five factions of Bian Shu Sect, right?!" Fatty asked suddenly.
"Hey! What a shameless woman. She casually leaked the secrets of our sect to a fat man. The look in her eyes is so unique and personal!" The old man cursed without using any curse words, but he admitted it.
The fat man didn't have time to argue with the other party, so he asked anxiously: "Then do you feel that all this is something that Qingjun had expected a long time ago?"
Master Haruhiko nodded but said nothing.
"This is going to be troublesome!" Fatty's most worried thing was verified, and he said in a very bad mood: "Tonight's gambling battle in the arena involves the McCanns and the Victor family as opponents, which is already very difficult to handle.
Now. Now another Qingjun has appeared, which is simply adding to the chaos. If he can really predict what has not happened, then it will be useless no matter how I arrange my troops! Moreover, everything that happened in the secret room just now is completely useless.
There’s no need to hide it from anyone anymore!”
"I'm as capable as him, but with mental arithmetic but no intention, he plotted against me, so he must have put many obstacles in his plan, so I couldn't predict his conspiracy. However, I also have my own premonition skills.
The strange thing is that I can only vaguely see what happened at the gate of Hemei Manor this morning. And what will happen after that, my mind is blank!" After the old man finished speaking, he fixed his gaze firmly on
on the fat man's face.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Are you trying to come up with some bad idea to harm me?" The fat man clasped his hands on his chest and asked warily.
"Bah! Bah! How disgusting!" Master Qingyan said angrily: "There must be something special mixed in that makes me unable to predict the future! If this is the case, I think Qingjun's side
The situation is not much better! Don’t the several reversals in the secret room just now explain the problem? Our sect calls this special thing a 'variable'!"
"Me?" the fat man asked, pointing to the tip of his nose in confusion.
"Well! We usually jokingly call it the 'shit stirrer'!" Master Haruhiko added slowly.