It was a little dark inside the cabin, even though it was almost noon, which was almost the time of day when the sun was at its best.
He Yidao looked at the layout of the room. There was nothing else in the room except a table and a bed. And the table looked a little shabby. On that simple bed, there was a man sitting cross-legged.
The man looks young, about twenty-two years old.
At this time, He Yidao was still wearing a curtain hat, but it could still be seen that the man's face was a little pale.
He Yidao looked at the man in front of him, and the man had his eyes closed. There was silence in the room, and neither of them spoke.
"What do you want to ask?" the man suddenly asked without opening his eyes.
He Yidao frowned and thought for a while, then relaxed his brows again, but did not speak.
The man opened his eyes and glanced at He Yidao. He Yidao was also staring at those eyes. They were a pair of peculiar eyes.
The pupils were pitch black, as if they were dull and lifeless, and they seemed to be filled with endless vicissitudes of life. Those eyes seemed to have the ability to swallow everything, able to swallow up all the light in the surroundings. It made people feel that there was only that
A pair of eyes, and those eyes possess infinite magic power.
However, the feeling brought by those eyes was fleeting and returned to normal after a while, no different from ordinary eyes.
The man coughed several times in succession. The child beside him seemed a little worried, but didn't say anything.
The man calmed down for a while, took a few deep breaths, and said, "I can't see through you."
He Yidao still didn't speak. He knew that as long as he spoke, he would reveal his desires. What he wanted to know was what he cared about most, and what he cared about most was always his weakness. If he said what he wanted to know, he would
It brings a lot of information to some people who only know how to cheat.
He came here to see if this 'divine fortune teller' really mastered that mysterious power, although he also had something he wanted to know in his heart. The inheritance left by his master mentioned that there is a kind of person in this world who really
It is possible to peek into the way of heaven, but such people are very rare.
But everyone deserves respect.
He didn't say why he deserved respect, so He Yidao wanted to come and see this so-called 'divine fortune teller'.
One is to confirm whether he is really the kind of person Master said, and the other is to know if he is that kind of person, why that kind of person deserves respect.
Is it because it can see through fate?
This will never be the case.
You know, if Jingyang is already a person who has attained enlightenment, why would he still care about fate?
"Your destiny is a bit special, you don't look like someone from this world." The man continued.
He Yidao continued to be silent. He knew that the man was right, and he was the second person to know that he was not from this world.
He thought of the eyes just now, and he knew that this person was probably the kind of person the master mentioned.
He Yidao asked: "What did Mr. Yan ask just now?"
The man was silent, as if he did not expect He Yidao to ask such a question, and then he said: "He cares about you very much. He asked about you and his granddaughter, and because of this, I saw it in the trajectory of his life.
You, and then let Ji Yan invite you here."
Ji Yan is the child beside him.
He Yidao was moved. He didn't expect that Mr. Yan would regard himself as equally important as his granddaughter. Mr. Yan really regarded himself as a junior, just like his own grandfather.
He Yidao asked: "What did you say?"
The man glanced at him and said, "You are not an ordinary person, so naturally you will not stay with them forever, so I told him that you will leave soon. And that girl has a terrible fate."
The man only said four words: "I have a difficult life".
He Yidao asked: "Can it be solved?"
The man was silent for a while, as if he had made some important decision, and slowly shook his head.
He Yidao chuckled and said: "Now I'm a little doubtful whether you are a magician or not."
The man knew what He Yidao meant, and he said: "She is just an ordinary person."
He Yidao was silent, and you could see the somewhat solemn aura around him, "Is there really no other way?"
What he said was a little weak. He knew that the man was right. Ordinary people are the biggest original sin.
He Yidao was silent for a while, then turned around to leave this somewhat depressing room.
"Wait!" the man shouted.
He Yidao asked: "What's the matter?"
The man said: "I hope to get your help."
He Yidao asked: "Do you think I can help you?"
The man nodded and said, "Of course."
He Yidao asked: "What's in it for me?"
The man said: "You should know me, or the inheritance you received contains some information about our lineage."
He Yidao looked at him. He knew his inheritance? But what he said was still not enough to move him to help him.
The man naturally knew that there was no point in saying this, so he continued: "The Heavenly Sword Sect is not that simple."
This is just an ordinary sentence, and there seems to be nothing special about it, because the Tianjian Sect is the number one sword sect in the world of cultivation, so it is naturally not simple.
But He Yidao inexplicably thought of those eyes, those eyes full of mystery, and he felt that this simple sentence was not simple anymore.
What the man said to He Yidao, naturally the word "not simple" in this sentence will fall on He Yidao's head.
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He Yidao walked out of the house and followed Yanshan and the others back to Yan Mansion.
Because I was delayed a lot of time in Puyuan, it was almost noon when I returned to Yan Mansion, but Yanshan still ordered his servants to prepare a rich lunch for them.
This meal was very rich, no matter what, it was richer than before. He Yidao guessed that it might be the reason why he defeated the man in white in the chess match.
He Yidao still doesn't know that person's name, and he doesn't want to know it either.
When Mr. Yan returned home, he seemed to be in a much better mood. He smiled and said, "Xiao Dao, the chess you played today can be recorded in the annals of history. Moreover, the officials also mentioned you."
He Yidao knew that Mr. Yan had a close relationship with the man in the palace. He said, "Mr. Yan, I don't like fame and fortune."
Yanshan laughed, "Of course I know. Don't worry, I will help you get rid of it."
Then, Yanshan, Yanwen and He Yidao were talking about some small things in life.
Moreover, Yanwen still takes great care of He Yidao, "Come on, Xiaodao, eat more, you can grow taller!"
He Yidao was full of smiles, he was reluctant to leave the Yan family now.
In the evening, He Yidao climbed over the high wall of Yan Mansion and left Yan Mansion.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected the sky, surrounded by red sunset glow, which was redder than in the past.