The heavy rain flowed along the eaves and fell on the stone slabs, forming blisters.
Looking around, the mountains and forests outside the ancient house on the top of the mountain are vast and vast. The rain has covered the green mountains and forests with a layer of white mist.
Crunch!
During this heavy rain, the door of the ancient house was pushed open. Because it was too old, the harsh friction sound of the door shaft turning could not be completely covered up by the sound of the heavy rain.
The door of the ancient house was pushed open, and a pair of exquisite red high-heeled leather shoes first caught the eyelids, then a pair of white and round jade legs, and then a red cheongsam.
I saw a woman holding a red paper umbrella and wearing a red cheongsam walking into the courtyard of the ancient house. Her figure was swaying and her hair was like clouds.
"Fortune teller, how long are you going to hide?" The woman in red with a red umbrella walked to the center of the courtyard of the ancient house and said quietly as she looked into the main room in front of her.
Her voice was very soft, but the sound of rain could not cover it up.
"You can hide for a while, you can hide for a second, it is better to die than to live, and you can live for a while." The carved door of the hall was pushed open, and an old man was holding a cloth streamer in one hand and a wine gourd in the other.
, sitting on a dilapidated Eight Immortals table, took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes and looked at the woman in red outside and said.
The rain was too heavy, and the edge of the umbrella was pressed very low. It was not clear what the woman in red looked like, but her exaggerated body lines and long black waterfall-like hair were very conspicuous.
Even without looking at her appearance, it is easy to remember her as a person.
"I'm afraid your life will be worse than death." The woman in red stood in the rain, still saying quietly.
The old man chuckled, "So, you're here to accept my fortune telling?"
"Whether I take your life or not depends on whether your calculations are accurate." said the woman in red.
"So, is my calculation accurate?" The old man picked up the gourd and took a sip of wine, narrowing his eyes and asked.
"Yes, no yes." said the woman in red.
"Old man, I really don't understand what you're saying. I don't know what's right and what's wrong?" the old man asked with a smile.
The woman in red was silent for a moment, and then she said, "The first half of your calculation for my master is very accurate. The shrine will indeed appear as scheduled, but the second half is not accurate. The shrine is not destroyed and can still suppress the heavens."
The fortune teller laughed and said, "Your master is too impatient. Isn't it because the time has not yet come?"
"There is only less than a month left, and not even one of the Temples of Destruction has been destroyed. I really don't see how the Temple of Genes can be destroyed within a month." said the woman in red.
"When the time comes, you will naturally understand." The old fortune teller looked a little more solemn, looked at the woman in red and said, "But I have something to say first. Your master must do what the old man said, and there must be no mistakes. The calculation
The moment of success will come."
"That's why I came here. My master doesn't understand why he has to do that. What does this have to do with the destruction of the temple? Although that person has some abilities, he has not yet entered that realm. With his abilities,
It is impossible to break the palace." The woman in red said.
"Destiny is unpredictable. Even if the old man tries his best, he can only calculate this result. As for the intermediate process, it is impossible for me to calculate it all. If your master does not believe in the old man, there is no need to do it." The old fortune teller.
He said nonchalantly.
"I hope your calculation is correct, otherwise you should know very well that if you anger the master, even the one in the Gene Temple cannot save your life. From now on, you will stay here until that day comes,
You decide whether you live or die by yourself, and you can't blame others." The woman in red turned around and left, walking further and further away in the heavy rain until she was completely submerged by the rain.
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the rainy sky, murmuring to himself, "If it wasn't intentional, do you really think you can find me and trap me here? That would be to underestimate me, Han Jingzhi."
While talking, the old man walked out of the hall, carrying the wine gourd and the cloth banner with the words "Calculating Destiny" on it, and headed towards the backyard of the ancient house.
The heavy rain fell on the old man, making his clothes and hair wet. Only the cloth flag that counted the destiny did not stain or drip in the rain, and seemed to be insulated from the water.
The old man walked all the way to the courtyard at the back of the ancient house, which was already the highest point of the mountain. He put his hands in front of his eyes and made signs, and walked around the courtyard a few times, as if he was measuring something.
After a long time, he inserted the cloth flag in his hand into the gap between the stone slabs, took a few steps back, looked at the cloth flag from left to right, then slightly adjusted the angle and position of the cloth flag, and then nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "The ending.
It is not the end of fate. Although I, Han Jingzhi, cannot change my fate against fate, I will never let that moment be the end."
After saying that, the old man turned around and returned to the hall, lay down on the old table, yawned, and fell asleep like that.
Han Sen talked with the White Emperor for a long time, and then Han Sen left the meteorite belt.
The White Emperor wanted to kill the goddess Mosha. This was not a random choice. He knew the relationship between Han Sen and Jin Maohou, and he also knew that Han Sen must want to save Jin Maohou.
Moreover, the White Emperor said that he had a way to break the power of time on Jinmaohou, so that Jinmaohou could regain his freedom. Then he could use the power of Jinmaohou to fight against the goddess Setsuna.
After considering all aspects, the White Emperor planned to try to kill the Goddess Setsuna. However, the White Emperor had one request, that is, after killing the Goddess Setsuna, if he obtained the divine weapon, it must be handed over to him.
Han Sen didn't have any objections to this. He was not sure of rescuing Jin Maohou. If he could really succeed, there would be no harm in giving the divine weapon to the White Emperor.
It's just that in the White Emperor's plan, not only did he have to ask for gold coins, but he also had to unite with Han Sen. This made Han Sen very distressed.
The White Emperor only knew that the gold coin was the Holy Infant, but he did not know that the gold coin was Han Sen.
Seeing that Han Sen was working so hard to save Golden Retriever and taking a fancy to Han Sen's ability, he even offered to give the gold coins to contact Han Sen and ask Han Sen to help them.
Han Sen originally thought that the White Emperor said this because he saw his secret. Later, after the White Emperor explained, he realized that this was not the case.
The White Emperor only inferred from the fact that the gold coin was the Holy Infant, and the Holy Infant came out of the Hanging Garden, that the gold coin should have a deep relationship with Han Sen, so he let the gold coin contact Han Sen.
It's just that the White Emperor had no idea that a Crystal Clan and a alien species were actually the same person.
"Where can I find another Han Sen for him?" Han Sen secretly smiled bitterly. Although there are many masters in the sky garden, they have not grown up yet. If you want to find someone to pretend to be Han Sen or gold coins, it will not work...