"Old man, please wait a moment." Before he finished speaking, Qin Shuang flew towards the old woodcutter. His right hand was like a claw, and he grabbed the old woodcutter's face. However, there was no strength in his hand, so he probably didn't want to take the old woodcutter's face.
Woodcutter's life.
"Whoops!" Just when Qin Shuang was about to catch him, an invisible sword energy suddenly struck him, targeting his wrist.
Feeling the terrifying sharpness of the sword energy, Qin Shuang's heart tightened and she quickly retracted her palm, stopped her feet, and turned to look at the man in the black robe of Nine Dragons who was following the old woodcutter with a wary expression.
"Who is your Excellency? Do you also want to be my enemy?" Qin Shuang had a frosty look on his face. The man in front of him gave him a very bad feeling. It was cold and terrifying, and the invisible sword energy just now clearly had no intention of hurting him.
Otherwise, with the speed of the sword energy, he would never be able to avoid it. I have never heard of such a person in the world.
Xue Wusuan didn't even look at Qin Shuang, but smiled and patted the old woodcutter on the shoulder. "What? I just said you can't hide it from everyone, right? Hurry up and peel off the skin on your face."
Already."
The woodcutter sighed. His eyes no longer flickered, his legs stopped shaking, and even his stooped body became much straighter. He raised his hand and wiped his face, pulling off a finely crafted mask, revealing his true face.
As the old woodcutter pulled off his mask, a pungent smell rushed into Xue Wusuan's nose. He curled his lips subconsciously, and the true appearance in front of him was indeed extremely miserable.
He has an ordinary appearance, but his eyebrows are knotted with sadness. There are only three or two bunches of hair on his head, and the rest of his bare scalp is covered with pustules the size of walnuts, some are red, some are black, and dots of goose-yellow thick slurry emerge from the pustules.
The stench seeping out of it also came from this.
"Ni Bodhisattva! You're actually here too!?" Nie Feng was quite surprised, and secretly praised his senior brother Qin Shuang's sharp eyes for being able to see through such a sophisticated disguise technique and capture the Clay Bodhisattva.
Xue Wusuan shook the folding fan in his hand, as if to blow away the stench coming from the Clay Bodhisattva. He said with a look of disgust: "Ni Bodhisattva, you are too smelly, aren't you? Look at your bitter and poisonous head.
It has spread all over your body. Even if the fire monkey helps you suck some away, you don't have much time left. Come on, let me tell you your fortune. If it's done, I might help you get rid of this bitter poison.
."
Ni Bodhisattva looked at Xue Wusuan and sighed. He was riddled with bitterness because he gave too many orders to others and was punished by God. The man in front of him clearly knew this, but he still asked himself with a smile on his face.
Helping him to tell fortunes was another evil person who didn't care about his life. In order to protect his granddaughter from being harmed by evil people, Ni Bodhisattva could only nodded slightly to express his agreement.
"Two gentlemen of the Tianxiahui, would you please allow me to show this Excellency, and then I will follow you to see the leader of the Xiong Gang?"
Since the Clay Bodhisattva was of great importance, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang did not dare to push too hard. However, the man in the black robe of Nine Dragons was unfathomable in strength and they did not want to cause trouble. They nodded in agreement and prepared to retreat a little to avoid suspicion.
"No need to retreat, it's just child's play, there's no need to be so cautious. Clay Bodhisattva, hurry up, I'm very curious about what kind of flowers you can approve for me."
But Ni Bodhisattva frowned and asked Xue Wusuan: "Do you mean you don't believe in my ability? Since that's the case, it doesn't matter." Even though he was forced to have no choice, Ni Bodhisattva still had his own bottom line and arrogance. He was holding him up.
If someone treats the "fate" calculated by God as a piece of cake, what qualifications do he have to give him a destiny?
"My life is in my own hands, and God can't change it. If you ask me to count, you are just out of curiosity. Today, you have to count even if you don't count."
Seeing Xue Wusuan smiling and caressing his granddaughter's head with one hand, all the hardness of Ni Bodhisattva disappeared. He sighed again and again, but said no more. His granddaughter was young and helpless, and it was precisely because of this that he
I have been hiding in Tibet and don't want to tell people's fortunes. I just want to live a few more years and at least raise my granddaughter. Now, it seems that people's fortunes are not as good as God's. Let's take it one step at a time.
Ni Boshu took Xue Wusuan's hand and looked at the palm prints. He was confused at first glance, and then he looked more carefully. The more he looked at it, the more surprised he became. This person actually has no origin or origin! He obviously died young.
However, his life was covered up by a kind of brilliant and supreme aura. It was clear that his life was boundless sea of blood and killing, but there was no evil karma involved! How is this possible!?
How could such a fate exist in the world?!
What makes Ni Bodhisattva even more horrified is that every time he tells someone's fortune, he feels that the bitterness in his body increases. But to the person in front of him, there is no divine punishment falling on him at all. What's going on?
"How? What can you see?"
"Your Excellency, I can't approve your fate, and I can't see it either." As Ni Bodhisattva spoke, he looked at Xue Wusuanru and looked at him like a monster. He couldn't imagine that such a person could exist in the world.
"You can't see it, but I can see your fate. If you follow these two people this time, your grandfather and grandson will be dead before the world meeting. You are a smart person and should understand the reason.
"
How could Ni Bodhisattva not know? He approved four sentences for Xiong Ba, the leader of the Tianxiahui gang. The first two sentences were good, and the last two sentences were bad. Because he knew Xiong Ba's nature, he kept his name anonymous. He was afraid that one day Xiong Ba would come to ask him to resolve the last two sentences.
The word "bad" in the sentence. If you can resolve him, why hide? Xiong Ba's destiny is "death" rather than "live". How can he resolve it with limited manpower? And once he fails to satisfy Xiong Ba, the consequences will naturally go without saying.
"Will you save me?"
"Save you? No, no, no. You misunderstood. You have to use your divination skills in exchange for your life. I only make transactions, not save people."
"But divination techniques can only be taught face-to-face without secrets, not to mention that it can't be learned in just a day or two."
"You don't have to worry about this. Just say loudly that you are willing to pass on your divination skills to me. You don't need to worry about the rest. How about it? If you miss this village, you won't have this shop."
Mud Bodhisattva knew in his heart that he would die if he went to the world. Although the purpose of this mysterious man in front of him was unknown, at least Mud Bodhisattva saw a glimmer of hope in him. Although he didn't understand how he could learn his own divination methods without having to teach him, he still
This is not the time to look forward and backward.
"I am willing to pass on what I have learned throughout my life to you, and I hope that you will let my grandson live!" After saying that, Ni Bodhisattva took his granddaughter and knelt down to Xue Wusuan.
"How is the system? Now that he is willing to give it, is it time to get it?"
"Beep! Obtained the inheritance and discovered the fourth-level peak magic formula "Past and Future Sutra". Do you want to recycle it?"
"What the hell! Give me a full order!"
"Beep! Successfully practiced the full-level "Past and Future Sutra", a total of 2,000 dead soul points were consumed..."
"Your Excellency, save me!"
Xue Wusuan, who was still immersed in this magical technique, suddenly heard Ni Bodhisattva's frightened cry for help and the little girl's cry, and quickly came to his senses. Only to see that Nie Feng had already escaped with Ni Bodhisattva and his granddaughter.
He left, leaving Qin Shuang standing in front of him with his body full of energy.
"I advise you to stop it in moderation. You will die if you tie the knot of the Tianxiahui."
Xue Wusuan shook his fan and said with a smile: "Oh? Then I really want to try it."