"trouble marker?"
In the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Fa Ru, who heard the words of the Confucian leader in front of him, looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"
"The god of bad luck."
Confucius answered truthfully, "Thousands of years ago, I heard someone from the Taoist sect say once that he (she, it) appeared once in the human world. Regardless of human beings or gods, whoever is contaminated will have a sharp decline in luck. This incident , The young master of the Taoist sect, Shao Yan, understands very well that the boy from the Li family probably accidentally got involved in that person’s luck at some point, so his luck is getting worse and worse.”
"That person's name seems to be Huijun, right?"
Hearing this, Fa Ru said, "I have seen this name once on the Taoist scrolls. Thousands of years ago, Hui Jun did not seem to have participated in the battle to confer the gods."
"That one is special."
Kong Qiu nodded and explained, "No matter humans or gods, they don't want to have anything to do with it. Especially gods, who attach great importance to destiny and fortune, will definitely not have anything to do with Hui Jun."
"Isn't that Hui Jun missing?"
Faru asked in confusion, "When did the Li family boy interact with him (her)?"
"Not sure."
Confucius shook his head and replied, "The gods and that boy from the Li family are not the same. I don't know when the two of them were involved."
"Confucian leader, is that wise gentleman still in the world today?"
Faru speculated, "Maybe he is hiding around us as an ordinary person."
"possible."
Confucius nodded and said, "When gods come to the world, they usually use human bodies as the medium. As long as they don't take the initiative to reveal their identities, it will be difficult for others to detect them."
"When the Li boy comes back, I have to remind him."
Faru thought for a while and said, "If his luck continues like this, something will probably happen."
Things like luck are elusive, invisible and intangible, but they are indeed very important and can play a decisive role at critical moments.
A person's fortune does not need to be so outrageous, but at least it cannot be as ridiculous as the boy from the Li family.
"Don't worry, that kid is so smart, he must have noticed it long ago."
Across the chess table, Confucius picked up a white stone, thought for a moment, put it on the chessboard, and said, "He knows more about Taoism than we do. He just hides it and doesn't say anything."
"You're not old, but you're very thoughtful."
Fa Ru sighed with emotion, "Master Confucian, is there a solution to this matter? How did Shao Yan solve his own destiny problem thousands of years ago?"
"Not sure."
Confucius shook his head and replied, "I don't know much about what happened thousands of years ago. After all, I can't touch the corresponding truth until I reach that level."
After listening to the words of the Confucian leader in front of him, Fa Ru sighed softly in his heart.
That matter can only be solved by the boy himself.
However, there are too few records about Hui Jun in the world. Even the gods are afraid of his existence. When did he meet that kid?
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided."
Confucius saw Fa Ru's worry, raised his head and glanced to the west, and said, "I don't think this is necessarily a bad thing. At least, so far, the little guy can handle it calmly."
It should be considered calm, right?
"Help!"
At the same time, in the Western Region, in the north of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, Li Ziye and the four of them ran wildly and tried their best to escape. Behind them, a large number of people from the Twelve Temples came to intercept them, vowing to keep the four of them in the Western Region forever.
Among the four people, except for Li Ziye, the expressions on the other three's faces were so ugly that words cannot describe it. Seeing that all the plans were going so smoothly, escaping from the encirclement of the Twelve Temples was almost a matter of course. Who would have thought that, This is what happens at the last minute.
"Li Jiaoxi, listen to what I say. When you go back, find a few more fortune tellers to take a look. If that doesn't work, just find a few monks or witches."
Behind, Zhang Donglu said with a livid face while running for his life, "Even if you don't believe these things, you don't have to take a look. If you accidentally break this bad luck, you will be burned!"
"good!"
Li Ziye, who had always been able to open his mouth after being cremated, no longer had any arrogance at this moment. He agreed with resignation and said, "As soon as I get back, find someone to take a look at it."
He remembered that a thousand years ago, Shaoyan seemed to have had such an experience. How did the second generation ancestor solve it?
Is there really a way to crack this thing?
"Brother Li, do you have any backup plans?"
On the side, Bai Wangyu glanced back at the mighty pursuers behind him, feeling his scalp numb, he quickly looked away and asked.
"Gone."
Li Ziye responded, "Who would have thought that I would be hunted down so many times and all my backup options would be used up."
"Then let's run separately."
Bai Wangyu suggested, "Now, Brother Li and I, our combat strength is still intact, how about we separate and take one person each with us, and then we meet again when we get to the Central Plains?"
"good."
Li Ziye responded, turned to look at the two people behind him, and asked, "Master Zhang, Holy Master, which one of you is on my team?"
As soon as the words fell, the scene, for some reason, suddenly became a little quiet.
Zhang Donglu and Holy Master Yunying, after hearing the former's question, became silent in a tacit understanding, and neither of them expressed their opinions.
After all, seeing is believing. After the two of them witnessed someone's incredible fortune, neither of them wanted to be stubborn and uncomfortable.
Of course, because they thought about someone's face, the two of them did not refuse directly.
Li Ziye's face suddenly became a little embarrassed when he saw that the two of them didn't express their opinions.
Isn't it?
Don't be so superstitious, okay?
"Let's do this. Brother Li will form his own team, and I will take the Holy Master and Master Zhang to escape first."
Bai Wangyu saw the awkwardness of the situation and hurriedly suggested, "Anyway, it's not us they are chasing. As long as we don't come with you, Brother Li, there won't be too many pursuers. As for Brother Li, you can figure out your own way." How about getting away?"
"also."
Li Ziye didn't dare to have any objections, so he agreed knowingly and said, "Three days, three days later, we will meet at Yaoguan City in the Western Region!"
"Can!"
Bai Wangyu responded, without further delay, and quickly fled in another direction with the injured Zhang Donglu and Holy Master Yunying.
Li Ziye, on the other hand, continued traveling north alone.
After the four of them separated, as expected, most of the troops still chased towards the north. However, Bai Wangyu and the other three only sent a group of people there symbolically. The meaning was obvious, they could catch them if they could. Catch it or not, it doesn’t matter.
"He's alone, will he be okay?"
In the boundless wilderness, Holy Lord Yunying looked back at the lonely figure in the distance and asked.
"Won't."
Ahead, Bai Wangyu replied without looking back, "There is only one possibility to kill Brother Li. Unexpected enemies, coupled with absolute force suppression. Now, if the conditions are not met, the people of the Twelve Temples can't do anything. he."
