Chapter 87 The mystery of God’s will

Style: Heros Author: The fourth day of the first lunar monthWords: 3947Update Time: 24/01/12 01:07:09
Jiu Motoko was not the only one who was upset by the news about Alien Daily today. Xiao Qi looked at his phone and was almost shaking with anger.

"What kind of ferocious beast? We don't even have a family at all!" He cursed fiercely.

"Alien Daily is making up nonsense all day long. I said that this media cannot be used. If it doesn't work, we should open more. Only if we are competitive can we report honestly."

Xiaoyan shook the head of the second-year boy and suggested: "I think it's okay. Let's build a family and recommend you to be the leader. You will carry on the family lineage for our four ferocious beasts. I entrust you with full authority to make money for us and carry forward the family."

Xiao Qi gave him a stern look, "You want me to raise you? Just dream."

"Tell me, did she reveal the things mentioned in this report on purpose? Just to remember that we destroyed the Nuwa Cauldron and caused her to be knocked down to the mortal world." He thought for a moment and said.

The other three ferocious beasts looked at him with their legs crossed and said nothing.

He said harshly: "Don't pretend to be innocent, you are also involved in this."

"So what? You were the only one who went to talk to her like a fool, but we didn't do anything. She only remembers you now." Xiao Yan said with a grin.

"You pay too much attention to her. Did she not only burn your hair, but also put a passionate flame of love in your heart?" A red heart pattern appeared on the eye patch on the gangster's helmet.

An arrow passes through the red heart and turns into more small red hearts.

Xiao Qi was so disgusted by him that he almost threw up.

"I just see that she seems to be living a good life, and I just want to make her fall into negative emotions, have no peace all day long, and become miserable."

He snorted, "I am a ferocious beast, how can I do any bad things."

"The dojo will open the day after tomorrow. Boss, what are we going to do? That zombie queen is very weird. I don't know if she or the zombie king is the mediator of good fortune." Xiao Qi looked at the huge desk in the room.

Behind the table, Gong Jiuqiong was holding a crystal teacup and looking at the translucent lilies blooming in the tea. After hearing his question, he raised his head and said, "Follow the mission. You can kill whoever is asked of you. Don't worry about anything else." of."

"If the task does not conflict with the 5 billion business, you can also take it and earn some pocket money."

Xiaoqi asked in surprise: "Boss, what do you mean?"

Gong Jiuqiong said slowly: "There is a high probability that the good fortune of mediation has been taken away by others, so I will let you earn some pocket money as compensation."

"No, that's who stole my spell!" Xiaoqi was focused on mediating fortune this time, so he worked so hard. After working for so long, he was actually picked off.

He wouldn't doubt the boss's words. If he said it was gone, it would definitely be gone. He wanted to know who and how he stole his things.

If possible, can you snatch it back?

Gong Jiuqiong knew what he was planning and let him give up. "The mediating good fortune has been taken away. It's useless even if you kill him. It should be the new little demon Ning Zhi who has released a mission of 5 billion. No." It’s a huge benefit, and he won’t pay so much.”

"A mere little demon dares to covet such a powerful spell. If I can't get it, no one else can even think about it..." Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi realized that he was not a more powerful character, but just a new little demon.

Wait, he suddenly remembered something, turned on his phone and looked for the name Ning Zhi.

This is a celebrity among mortals. His family has a big business, and his photos are naturally publicized everywhere.

As soon as he saw that face, Xiao Qi said: "I know him, he is with that little fairy."

"They were indeed the first ones to find the zombie queen. Counting the time, we were looking for the zombie king in the sewers at that time. So what went wrong?"

He raised his head and asked: "Boss, didn't you calculate that something like this would happen in the dojo? Otherwise, you would have asked us to go directly to the hospital instead of going to the sewer."

Gong Jiuqiong looked at Xiaoqi, his pupils dark and deep, "Are you questioning me?"

Xiaoqi's whole body suddenly became cold, and he felt that his blood was about to freeze. He trembled and knelt down on the ground and begged: "No, boss, I didn't mean that, I was wrong!"

Gong Jiuqiong stared at him for two minutes. Seeing that he could hardly hold on any longer, he took back the pressure in his eyes.

"That Ning Zhi is not allowed to touch him. If the person dies, the mediation will disappear, and there will not be so many opportunities to get it again. I would rather someone knows this spell than for it to disappear." He warned.

Xiao Qi was holding the ground and panting vigorously. His stiff body slowly warmed up and his heart was beating wildly.

The other three people looked at each other, and the gangster took out his mobile phone and said: "Then I will take over the 5 billion task for everyone. Anyway, the most is to kill the zombie king. If the tasks are the same, it will be fine. If they are different, it will not matter. I will draw the prize." What’s just a bonus for us.”

"The boss values ​​mediation so much, so if you help him, you might have a chance to become a colleague."

Xiaoyan sunk deeply into the soft sofa, glanced at Xiaoqi who was asking for trouble, and said cheerfully: "Okay, you can sign up for me, and I can earn hundreds of millions to buy candies."

The old man was ruthless and didn't say much, "Me too."

The gangster glanced at Xiao Qi and said, "What about you, do you want to come with us?"

"No need to ask. Of course we go together. The person the boss wants cannot be allowed to die in the dojo." Xiao Qi glared at him. This guy was deliberately looking for trouble for himself.

The gangster opened the mission quickly, selected their cultivation level, and passed the mission in a second.

With their level of cultivation, they would be blind if they couldn't pass.

"Boss, let's go back first."

With Xiaoqi provoking the boss, everyone didn't want to poke the boss's eye here, they just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Gong Jiuqiong nodded, and they all ran away.

When there was no one else in the room, he muttered: "This is really interesting, keep observing."

The Diyi Auction House was fine, the atmosphere was relatively harmonious, and the roof of the Xiao family's old house was almost shaking.

In front of the long and short table in the huge conference room, more than fifty people were sitting on their knees, all of them banging the table and making noises with angry expressions.

The table is too long and the sound cannot reach the main seat at the front end.

Xiao Wanfa sat on the right hand side next to the main seat and the first position at the end of the table, reading quietly.

The quarrel in the conference room for more than two hours seemed to him as if it did not exist at all, and it did not affect his mood of reading at all.

"Ancestor, you have to take care of this matter, otherwise our Xiao family will have no face."

"Alien Daily is talking nonsense and we are going to sue them for libel."

"So what about the Alien Bureau? When the Xiao family existed for hundreds of years, they didn't exist yet!"

"What's going on with that woman? Is this Tianjia coming for us?"

"Whoever he is, if he dares to mess with us, he will start a fight. Can the Xiao family still be afraid of them?"

"It's just a bunch of monsters."

"I think Yifa is a disgrace to our Xiao family. I said long ago that she should be locked up, but you don't agree."

"How can you destroy your own prestige? It's not normal for a woman from the Xiao family to go out and be domineering."

"Stop arguing, let Wan Fa explain first what he saw in the mysterious book and how he let the female monster go."

"Yes, ancestor, let Wanfa explain."

"He ignored us and was still reading there, trying to gain the approval of his ancestors. He was arrogant and disrespectful to his elders."

"Wanfa, did you hear that?"

"Wanfa!"

Xiao Wanfa turned the page lightly, still fascinated.

Sitting next to him was his grandfather, Xiao Yun Liufa. The old man didn't dare to slap him, because he was afraid that his good grandson was practicing cultivation. What if he was frightened and possessed by this slap?

"Wanfa, don't read it yet, the elders are asking you questions." Xiao Yun Liufa said softly and politely, a little cautiously.

His eyes were fixed on the opened mysterious book. There was no word on it. No one except Xiao Wanfa could see any word on the book.

If Xiao Wanfa hadn't really been able to use many spells, and Wentian Jing had also given a reminder that he was indeed the most qualified person in the Xiao family, they would all have doubted whether this child had been pretending to deceive the elderly since he was a child.

It was useless even if grandpa spoke, Xiao Wanfa didn't even raise his head.

Finally, sitting in the main seat, the Xiao family ancestor, who looked to be in his forties, handsome and full of mature masculinity, spoke, "Wanfa."

Xiao Wanfa raised his head, lifted his short hair that blocked his ears, and revealed the spiritual headphones.

He took off his earphones and said kindly: "Ancestor, what are your orders?"

"..." Everyone at the table was speechless. This guy actually kept listening to music with headphones on.

In order to block their voices, they also used magic weapon earphones. The magic weapon was produced by some crooked company. It was too messy!

Xiao Wanfa looked at his ancestor with a smile on his face, like an obedient great-grandson.

The ancestor of the Xiao family is the 18th generation, and he has survived to this day, and Xiao Wanfa is already his grandson who cannot remember how old he is.

He is also the most qualified person who can bring the Xiao family to greater glory. He is the most favored person in the entire family.

He asked in a very friendly tone: "Wanfa, what do you think of that banshee?"

Xiao Wanfa glanced at everyone, then smiled, "I don't know, there is no hint in the mysterious book."

"No? How is that possible!"

"Did you see it wrong, or did you deliberately not want to say it?"

The Xiao family conference room became chaotic again.

"Shut up." As soon as the Xiao family ancestor's voice came out, everyone except Xiao Wanfa was silenced by his spiritual power, and they were not allowed to speak out if they had any opinions.

Xiao Wanfa looked at the silent crowd, and then slowly said: "The Mysterious Book can't see everything. It can't see the secrets of heaven, mysteries, and avenues. It's just a strange book in the mortal world."

"It can't see things beyond its capabilities. Just like it can't see the origins of Diyi Auction House and their directors."

He smiled faintly and said, "The emergence of Diyi Auction House has brought about a dojo and promoted the silent world of immortal cultivation. Similarly, I think that as long as there is an existence that cannot be seen in the mysterious book, we should wait and see."

"I have been friends with her, and we are not enemies. If the various elders cannot swallow this breath and insist on looking for her, then I will ask the ancestors to do the family justice."

Xiao Wanfa smiled at his ancestor, then looked back at the elders and said: "I hope that people like Xiao Yifa will not appear again in the future. If the elders don't care about the younger ones, then the Hailing Mine is waiting for you at any time. The elders go and guard.”

Half of the faces of the people present changed. Their mouths were sealed and they couldn't shout out any refutation. They wanted to slap the table and stand up. As soon as they made a move, they found that the pressure of the ancestor came directly and violently pressed his upper body. on the table.

"If there is no objection from the elders, then the members will approve it." Xiao Wanfa said with a smile, "I have always felt that our Xiao family has been able to prosper for a long time because we use modern democracy and everyone votes to discuss. Important family decisions.”

"This is good. All the elders have a unified opinion, which is what the ancestors want to see."

The ancestor of the Xiao family waited until the meeting was over and Xiao Wanfa left to practice, then he untied everyone's restraints and then beat several disobedient juniors from the air on the spot.

The N-generation great-grandson is still weak, so only he can shock these guys and let his grandson show off his talents.

Xiao Wanfa knew that after he left the conference room, domestic violence would occur inside, and the ancestor would teach the younger generation a lesson.

But it wasn't him who was beaten. Just like my grandfather, who was beaten twice by his ancestor for relying on his old age, he became much kinder when he talked to him again.

He stood in the courtyard, and the mysterious book in his hand opened by itself, revealing a blank piece of paper.

There was a picture on it that only he could see.

An extremely beautiful fairy was sitting on the edge of the high platform of the building, holding a piece of melon in her hand and eating it with a smile.

This man looks exactly like Shu Motoko.

The whole painting exudes a rich spiritual energy. When it first appeared, it also exuded an aura that he had never been exposed to before, almost causing him to advance in cultivation on the spot.

He has not completely absorbed the energy now. As long as he is willing, his cultivation level will be able to break through immediately.

He had a feeling in his mind that it was an immortal energy.

The place where Jiu Motoko is in the picture is probably the legendary fairyland.

How can other people know about this kind of thing?

Xiao Wanfa closed the book and looked up at the starry sky. He couldn't help but think, what is Jiu Yuanzi doing now?

"They deliver fruit to your door in the middle of the night. They are so dedicated." Jiu Yuanzi sat on the sofa, nibbling on the watermelon in his hand, and gave the delivery boy a red envelope worth 200 yuan.

She would like to give more, but there is a limit and no more can be given.

At the same time, I also received a reminder from Diyi Auction House on my mobile phone that the dojo will be opened at any time in 24 hours.