"Can you see the destiny of the gods clearly?" Bi Lu said calmly, "What does this have to do with you?" He Lingchuan smiled and said, "I have always been curious, can a fortune teller know his own destiny?" Bi Lu looked expressionless. : "This is not the answer you should know." What determines the fate of gods?
This question lingered in He Lingchuan's mind, but he knew that Bi Lu would never tell him the answer. Bi Lu reached out to him,
"Where's the stuff?"
"These questions are too simple and not worthy of this treasure." He Lingchuan shook the Dragon Punishment Pillar at it,
"I have one last question: If your own destiny is suddenly changed, can you predict it in advance?" Itself?
Bi Lu thinks this question is very good. It had just discovered that this young man was related to itself before, and now he was asking this question.
What does the boy want to do to change his destiny? Bi Lu is a little funny.
"It depends on what level of power changes destiny." It replied,
"It's too complicated, I can't explain it to you."
"That is to say, the fate of the 'God of Destiny' may also take a turn that is beyond your control, right?" Bi Lu laughed loudly: "You know nothing about the power of destiny, how dare you make assumptions?" He Lingchuan Notice that it doesn't have a direct answer.
"Are there many levels and types of power to change destiny?"
"Power is power." Bi Lu stretched out his hand to him,
"The question has been answered. If you don't give me anything, the consequences will be very serious." He Lingchuan didn't want to test this outcome, so he threw the Dragon Punishment Pillar to him: "See you later!" Bi Lu looked at him carefully again and smiled. : "Yes, see you later!" Peng Fang closed his eyes and soon started snoring again.
Bi Lu left. He Lingchuan walked out of the cell, subconsciously looked up at the night sky again, and sighed.
The power to change destiny? Isn't this what he has always strived for in the Panlong World and the real world?
￥￥￥￥￥In the west of Kite Kingdom, Blackwater City. In the evening, businessman Liu Baobao sent his guests to the hotel. This customer is a fat, dark, hairy man with a strong body odor that makes people want to run away. However, he is in the spice business.
Liu Baobao was very doubtful whether the quality of his goods could be improved. It's a pity that when He Chunhua, the former governor of Qiansong County, was in office, Hongya Trading Road was operating in a prosperous manner. Later, a new governor was replaced. In less than two years, the business of Heishui City more than doubled!
Otherwise, why would he give this damn fat man a smile? The Liu family would never have given a second glance to this kind of crooked merchant!
Liu Baobao was cursing when he suddenly saw a figure flashing across the market opposite, half of his face covered by a cloak. It was cold, so it was normal to dress like this, and there was nothing outstanding about this man's clothes.
Liu Baobao stood still. This face is so familiar to him! How is that possible? They should be thousands of miles away!
"Brother Liu? Brother Liu?" the fat black man called him,
"What's wrong with you?" Liu Baobao calmed down. He just glanced briefly, and then the man walked around the corner and disappeared.
That's towards the north city gate. Illusion, it must be an illusion!
"It doesn't matter, I'm just looking for someone. Come on, I'll take you to the inn." The fat man rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "You are staying at the Hongyun Inn, and you are hosted by the Liuji Chamber of Commerce, right?" Liu Baobao forced a smile: "Of course. "You damn fat man wants to take advantage of such a small advantage!"
Fatty Hei entered the Hongyun Inn and immediately said to the waiter: "Get a room in the upper room and bring in more charcoal to keep the room warm!" Then he smiled at Liu Baobao and said,
"Thank you Brother Liu for your hospitality!"
"It doesn't matter." Liu Baobao was not happy to stand beside him.
"I seem to have met an old friend just now. I'll go take a look first. Brother Bao has come a long way, so let's go wash up and rest first." He turned and left the inn without waiting for the fat man's reply.
During this season, there are very few outsiders in Blackwater City. Although it was just an excuse for the fat man, after Liu Baobao came out, he was really right
The "old friend" took notice. But he went all the way to the north gate and didn't see the man just now again. Could it be that I really saw it wrong?
A guard just walked down from above the city gate, covering his mouth and yawning. It's not that he's trying to be elegant, but it's just that the wind and sand are blowing hard now, and he has to eat sand if he doesn't block his mouth.
Liu Baobao happened to recognize this guard.
"Boss Chen!" He stepped forward to greet him with a smile.
"Are you busy today?"
"No." The guard said lazily.
"What's so busy during the wild sand season?" It's the wild sand season now. People from the north can't get there, and people from the south won't go north. It's the most leisurely and safest time of the year in Blackwater City.
"Boss Chen has just climbed up. Did you see a tall man in a cloak coming towards the north gate?" He just asked casually, but the guard immediately asked back: "A gray-yellow cloak?"
"Ah, yes! It's gray and yellow."
"Going out of town."
"Huh?" This answer was really unexpected.
"Leave the city?!" After leaving Blackwater City and heading north, there is the famous Hongya Road. During the wild sand season, Hongya Road is a dead end road, as everyone knows.
How could anyone go there? The guard added: "I saw him walking north on the city gate tower, so I called him several times, but the man didn't look back. He only raised his hand and waved a few times." He waved his hand to prove that he heard the guard's call. .
"He's tired of living. How could I stop him? Are you right?" To be honest, the guards didn't bother to stop him.
Who in Blackwater City doesn't know that you can't go into the desert during this season? What, you said you didn't know? Then you deserve it.
Besides, people disappear every year during the wild sand season. Some people just can’t get over it and are desperate. Just stand in the strong wind and disappear. It’s painless and has no side effects.
Liu Baobao could only nod: "Yes, yes." He subconsciously glanced outside the city gate. Did he really commit suicide?
Although the life-threatening sand from the Panlong Desert will not blow directly into the city, the view from the city gate is more than a mile north, and the view is not good and dim.
If it was the person in his memory, why would he choose this time to go north? Liu Baobao could only walk back full of questions.
￥￥￥￥￥He Lingchuan wrapped his cloak tightly and strode out of the city. North of Blackwater City, there was no one on the long Hongya Road.
The sky and the earth are the same color, black and yellow. He heard the sentry on the Blackwater City Gate calling to him, but he didn't look back.
Sure enough, the latter shouted twice and then died down, muttering two curses.
"Short-lived ghost", no one will catch up with He Lingchuan. This is the edge of the Panlong Desert, and there are not that many kind-hearted people who are brave enough to encourage people to survive.
His figure quickly disappeared into the yellow sand in the sky. To outsiders, this is an act of suicide. But only He Lingchuan himself knew that when the violent wind and sand rushed past him, he would automatically avoid it.
There wasn't even a grain of fallen sand on the cloak, it was clean.
