"Master of fate, can you solve this mystery?" the captain asked.
Sunshine Boy said: "I carefully recalled the whole process. We only got tricked twice. One was before and after entering the village, and the other was roast pork. This time we were asked to go. It was not a trick in itself, but it's hard to say who did it.
Have you ever heard of Mr. Gua?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"You are a life magician, can't you do anything?" Lucky Man asked.
"Yes. You gave me your birthday and horoscope, and agreed that I would watch your fate, and then I would use the fortune-telling technique to enhance your destiny in the next few days, enough to fight against strange things. But you have always been secretive and unwilling to help.
, regardless of whether we survive or not. Two people have already left, but you are indifferent. How many people must leave before you are willing to use your powerful destiny to help us?" asked the sunshine boy.
The night guards keep an eye on the lucky boy.
The lucky man hurriedly said: "I am willing to help everyone, but how do I know whether what you say is true or false?"
"I've solved the mystery."
"I do not believe."
A young man Ye Wei said: "I testify that Sunshine Boy has solved the mystery. You know that my second brother is an eighth-grade martial arts cultivator and works in the Western Courtyard of the Prison Division. The day before the monster hunting, he came to my house to bid farewell to me and said that Sunshine Boy has solved the mystery.
Gui, let me ask him if I have anything to do. Something happened in the west courtyard of the prison a few days ago, but no one knows what it was. My second brother didn’t go into details, but I estimate that Sunshine Boy was the one who solved the problem."
The sunshine boy said: "There were three tricks that day, and I solved two of them."
The sunshine boy said as he glanced at the man and remembered that his name was Blacksmith and his father was a blacksmith.
A Zhongda Wei said: "The blacksmith has been in the Demon Hunting Division. We have known each other for many years. He has never been to the Shendu Division and has no contact with the Sunshine Boy. It should be true."
"Good luck student, what do you say?" asked the listener.
The lucky man lowered his head and said nothing.
The sunshine boy sighed: "It's human nature to be afraid of good luck. I can't force him to do anything, but I hope everyone understands that I tried my best. I am only a tenth-level life magician. No matter how strong I am, I can't
How strong is it? I really envy the fate of lucky people. To put it bluntly, even if I want to harm lucky people now, it will be like a lion biting a tortoise. I have no way to bite, and I am even afraid of having my teeth broken. Think about it,
If you were me, a low-grade fortune-teller, and encountered a person with a better fate than good luck, would you harm him?"
"Of course not. The fortune-teller always flatters the superiors and disdains the inferiors. I have never heard of any fortune-teller who specifically works against those with strong fortunes," Tingshu said.
The night guards nodded.
The blacksmith said: "No wonder Luck has made things difficult for you several times, but you don't dare to say anything harsh. It turns out you are afraid of his fate."
The sunshine boy looked embarrassed, sighed, and lowered his head, as if he didn't want others to see his weakness.
The lucky boy glanced at the sunshine boy and his face softened.
The school captain nodded and said: "It is true that fortune-telling masters are respectful when they meet those with good fortune. I have never heard of any fortune-teller who specifically provokes good luck students. I heard that you are in Hou
The government is not going well and he has been harmed miserably, so he is always afraid of being harmed. But the sunshine boy is only a tenth-level life magician. Even if he wants to harm you, he will not be able to harm you. He may even be self-defeating and harm himself."
"There are quite a few life magicians who have suffered fate backlash."
Many night guards nodded in agreement.
The chest of the lucky man gradually puffed up, and his face became more beautiful, even slightly rosy.
"Let me think about it again," said Lucky Man confidently.
He glanced at the sunshine boy while listening to the book, and a smile flashed across his lips.
While everyone was chatting, Wang Laoshi came over. He changed into a variegated white robe, put his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, it's time to hit the road."
The cold wind blew straight down the backs of everyone's necks.
The captain forced a smile and said: "Okay, please lead the way."
Mr. Wang was in front, and everyone was behind, and they came to the entrance of the village in the west.
There is a ditch surrounding the entrance of the village. Under the moonlight, the ditch looks like a white silk wrapped in black cloth.
Wang Laoshi pointed to a house in a field in the distance, the dim light illuminating the papered windows.
The house was much larger than ordinary houses. It was only one floor but two stories high, and the doors and windows were also larger.
"That's the melon field of Mr. Melon. You go to Mr. Melon and ask for a big watermelon. If you come back and give it to the mistress, you will definitely be richly rewarded."
Everyone's eyes moved.
"What's the reward?" the captain asked.
Wang honestly smiled and said: "How did we know that the mistress has made her own decision."
"Okay, let's go."
The school captain took the lead and crossed the stone bridge over the ditch. A total of nineteen night guards walked on the path in the fields.
The field near the ditch is a green wheat field, low and sparse, and the night wind blows, stirring the green and black wheat waves.
After walking through the wheat fields, we came to the melon fields.
Everyone stopped by the melon field and frowned.
The melon vines are spreading, the leaves are stacked on top of each other, and bright yellow watermelon flowers are everywhere. Some small green watermelons that have just begun to bear fruit are scattered on the ground. The largest ones are no more than the size of a fist.
"Look again."
The group of people walked along the road outside the melon patch until the end, but no ripe watermelons were seen.
"Everyone, tell me what to do?" the captain asked.
Everyone looked at the melon field and the wooden house with lights on in the middle of the melon field, without saying a word.
The captain looked at the sky and said: "We must take the watermelon back before dawn! If we can't take it back, we will probably stay here forever."
The listener frowned and said: "There must be some way to make the melons grow, or there must be ripe watermelons in the melon shed."
"Sunshine boy, good luck boy, you two think about what to do."
The lucky man shook his head.
When the sunshine boy saw the dragon looking angry, he scanned the melon field, but couldn't feel any strange aura, and then looked at the melon shed.
Blank.
"There's something weird about that melon shed." Sunshine Boy said.
"There must be something weird, but we have no choice but to ask Mr. Gua. Who is going?"
The team was silent.
The captain sighed, looked at the melon shed, and shouted loudly: "Is this Mr. Gua in the house?"
No one responded.
"Is there Mr. Gua in the room?" the school captain shouted again.
A sudden night wind made everyone feel cold all over.
"You can't shout anymore." The listener whispered.
The captain said helplessly: "We can only go to the melon shed. Let's find a ridge and walk across it. The ridge in the watermelon field is not obvious, so be careful not to step on the watermelon."
Captain Zhenyuan focused his eyes, found a relatively spacious road in the melon field, and said: "Follow me!"
Nineteen people formed a line, entered the melon field, and walked slowly inside.
The sunshine boy is careful.
The lucky man turned his head and glanced at the climber who was following him, and then glanced at the sunshine boy. He was thinking about something while walking.
puff……
With a muffled sound, everyone stopped and looked at the lucky man.
The lucky man turned pale and slowly raised his right foot. The small watermelon was rotten into a puddle, with green skin and white flesh mixed together.
"You..." The captain blushed angrily.
The rest of the night guards looked at the lucky man with strange eyes, thinking of the lanterns used to herd cattle and the roasted whole pigs put in water.
