"Xie Yuling, do you think there is a possibility that we will die here?"
Feng Zuojun held the reins in his hand, and the oncoming mountain wind blew his long hair. He smiled and said the above sentence.
"In the eyes of many people, this should not be a possibility, but a necessity." Xie Yuling answered in a calm tone.
Feng Zuojun said with a smile: "But we are here anyway, I don't think I will die. By the way, little Taoist priest, don't you Taoists know fortune-telling? Let's do it for the two of us."
Little Taoist boy Mo Chen scratched his head: "Master knows how to calculate, but I don't."
Feng Zuojun shrugged: "Fake Taoist priest."
"I think there is actually a paradox in fortune telling." Mo Chen suddenly said.
"Oh, if you don't know how to calculate, you can't calculate. What you said is a bit deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors." Feng Zuojun teased.
"Because the moment you know your destiny, your destiny has already started to change." Mo Chen spread his hands, "So you won't tell it unless you tell it, but if you don't tell it, why do people tell fortunes?"
"Yes, if you calculate that I will be the best in the world in the future, then if I go back to Tianxiaoyun Realm to live happily every day, and just lie down and wait for myself to become the best in the world, then in the end I will only become the best trash in the world. And
If you had calculated that I would die if I had to go up the mountain, and I turned around and left now, then I would not have died. Your life would have been wrong." Feng Zuojun nodded.
"No." Xie Yuling shook his head.
"Oh? Mr. Xie, do you have any humble opinion?" Feng Zuojun raised his eyebrows.
"Even if Mo Chen calculates that we will die, we will still go up the mountain." Xie Yuling raised his head and said, "This is a fate that will not change no matter how we calculate it."
"So fate, apart from fate, there is also luck, where is the luck?" Mo Chen asked.
Feng Zuojun smiled: "In my knife."
The mountain wind howled, and the carriage rushed through a crossing. Everyone looked up and saw that the top of Weilong Mountain was in front of them.
"Shanglin Tiangong, the best in the world? I'm here!"
In the dungeon, Su Baiyi and Su Heli bowed and walked out of the room.
"How?" Nangong Xi'er asked.
Su Baiyi's eyes flickered: "Uncle has decided to help us."
"Uncle? So your identity has been confirmed?" Nangong Xier was stunned.
"Yes. Su Dianmo is my mother." Su Baiyi nodded.
"As expected, what about your father? Who is he? Is he still alive?" Nangong Xi'er asked.
"My father, that uncle said he didn't know either..." Su Baiyi said in a panic.
"What?" Su Zhe was stunned and said forward, "Obviously..."
"Brother Su Zhe, we still have two senior brothers who have not arrived. When they arrive, we will go up the mountain. Please meet us when the time comes." Su Baiyi hurriedly interrupted.
"Okay." Su Zhe did not continue.
Su Yunuo seemed to have guessed something. He smiled and was about to speak, but Nangong Xi'er glared at her: "Don't talk!"
"Humph." Su Yunuo snorted coldly, turned around and walked away without looking back.
Su Zhe looked embarrassed: "Yunuo, this girl has been spoiled by me. If I offend you, please forgive me, Miss Nangong."
"Aren't you not yet married? I think this girl is a good match for you. You should find a day to marry her." Nangong Xi'er said coldly.
Su Zhe opened his mouth wide: "Ah?"
"Don't you like it?" Nangong Xi'er asked.
"No, no, Yu Nuo and I have always called ourselves brother and sister..." Su Zhe said anxiously.
When Su Baiyi heard the word "brother and sister", he trembled all over. He didn't want to stay here any longer and walked away.
Su Zhe was stunned: "Brother Bai Yi, he seems to be angry... Could it be?"
Nangong Xi'er wrinkled and followed: "Su Baiyi, do you like that girl just now?"
Su Baiyi couldn't laugh or cry: "The great revenge has not been avenged, and the master has not saved me, how can I have the heart to talk about these romantic affairs?"
"Is this worthy of being called Fenghuaxueyue?" Nangong Xi'er shouted sternly, "This is obviously dirty and obscene!"
"Senior sister, this is not the point." Su Baiyi said helplessly.
"Could it be that after the great revenge has been avenged and the master saved me, you will start thinking about things with that girl?" Nangong Xi'er asked again.
"Senior sister, this is not the point!" Su Baiyi said, holding his forehead.
"Then tell me what the key point is!" Nangong Xi'er said anxiously.
"The point is that Su Yunuo and I are innocent, and I have no interest in her at all!" Su Baiyi turned around and said, "Senior sister, when did you become so interested in my personal life?"
Nangong Xi'er blushed slightly, lowered her head and said, "I am your senior sister, so I naturally have the responsibility to teach and guide you..."
Outside Wolong Town, Feng Zuojun stopped his carriage and looked at the bustling flower town in front of him. He was a little confused for a moment: "Where can I find them? Is it possible that I have to shout, I, Tianxiao Yunjingfeng,
Zuo Jun is here, Su Baiyi, can you come and pick me up quickly?"
"No need." Mo Chen took out a butterfly from his arms and flicked it, "It will lead us there."
"Isn't this butterfly just for my school, Gong Diefeng? It is said that it was created by senior brother? Why do you also have it?" Xie Yuling asked.
"Really? I have been making this since I was a child. Maybe it was taught to me by my master." Mo Chen replied.
"Sir and Mr. Dao have such a good relationship, it's not surprising that the methods of making this butterfly are similar." Mr. Feng Zuo drove the carriage and followed the butterfly all the way to the door of the inn. He turned around without warning.
, he saw them and put down the tea cup in his hand: "Hey, you guys are pretty good at finding the way. I'm planning to send someone out to find information about you."
Feng Zuojun jumped out of the carriage: "You monk, you are full of nonsense. If you say such things, you may have forgotten us long ago."
Xie Yuling also followed up: "Where are Su Baiyi and senior sister?"
Jie Qing Bu Jie smiled and said: "They have private matters to deal with. Oops, why did you send the Tao Lord away and a little Taoist priest came?"
Mo Chen lowered his head slightly at Jie Qing Bu Jie Se: "Qingcheng Mountain, Mo Chen, I have met this master."
The smile on Jie Qing Bu Se's face solidified little by little, and he said awkwardly: "Can this heavenly master show his true body?"
Mo Chen blinked his eyes, shook his head and said, "I'm not a Heavenly Master. I'm still young, but I'm just a little Taoist boy under Lord Dao Lord."
Jie Qing Bu Jie shook his head repeatedly: "Hide it deeply but don't show it. Hide it deeply but don't show it."
"What are you doing, monk? Let me introduce you here, this is my younger brother, Mo Chen." Feng Zuojun scratched Mo Chen's head, "Come with us to Mount Weilong on this trip."
Jie Qing Bu Jie looked at Feng Zuojun's hand with a helpless expression: "Tianshi, those who don't know are not guilty."
Mo Chen smiled: "Master is wrong, I am really not a heavenly master."
"Amitabha." Jie Qing Bu Jie Se did not say anything more, but rarely called out the Buddha's name.