When Fatty woke up, there were still more than three hours left before the evening arena battle.
Although the identity of the Hemei family is now clear, it is equivalent to having a strong support, but the specific arrangements have not yet been decided.
Capricorn Boy and Huahua were so anxious about this that they waited until Fatty woke up and just wanted to ask, but they didn't know that this guy went to find Master Haruhiko in a hurry.
"Old man! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. This time..." The fat man opened his mouth when he saw the door owner. Then, he was hit hard on the head by something.
Master Haruhiko stared at the fat man who dared to be angry but dared not speak, and was a little dazed. He slowly put on his flat shoes and then taught him a lesson: "Don't be too big or too small. Even if you have become my disciple, you can't be without rules." . If there is a next time, I will slap you twice more, and so on!"
"Hey!" The fat man had just regained his composure, and while secretly admiring the other party's amazing shoe skills, he asked disdainfully: "You are allowed to be ruthless and unjust, but you are not allowed to allow me to be neither big nor small? You clearly know that Miao Chun used this method Summoning gods can be dangerous, but you refuse to come forward. Now that her life and death are unpredictable, are you in the mood to bully me? "
When the old man heard this, his face suddenly turned purple again. But he did not have an attack. Instead, he sat down with a long sigh and began to stare out the window in a daze.
"Don't think that if you don't talk, it will be over! I have to risk my life to save Chunchun. If I succeed, I will give it up, but if..." The fat man groaned angrily before he could finish his words, and was hit by the old man's sigh. broken.
"Nothing but if, she will definitely be able to recover as before. Alas! However, the current situation should also be her fate, and cannot be reversed or blocked by human power." Master Haruhiko said leisurely.
The old man's voice was already very old, but now that he was in a melancholy mood, it sounded as ethereal and gloomy as an echo from hundreds of years ago.
The fat man was about to accuse the other party of using his words as an excuse to run away, but for some reason, a strange feeling arose in his heart, and he couldn't say the words that came to his lips.
Unconsciously, for the first time, he completely focused his eyes on Master Haruhiko's face.
This is a face that does not match its voice. Although it is by no means young, it is not too old, and even looks more than ten years younger than Master Gongzhuang. Moreover, the skin on the old man's face was still tender and exuding a slight sheen.
Depend on! What an old goblin!
The fat man was cursing to himself when he suddenly discovered another feature. The old man had a bunch of white hairs growing between his brows out of thin air.
This tuft of white hair swirled to the right and seemed to be turning slightly.
"Hey!" Mr. Mai couldn't help shouting.
"Ignorant!" the old man said with infinite disdain: "This is called 'Jing Yuan Rebirth'. Only those born with this strange appearance in our Bian Shu Sect can be worthy of the responsibility of the sect master. It can not only pass on the skills of the sect masters of all generations. Memory can better discern opportunities and communicate with all things. And your baby Miaochun has this strange appearance!"
"Huh?" The fat man was shocked when he heard this. He thought of the appearance of a bunch of white hairs that could rotate on his pretty face, and felt a chill in his heart.
"No way! I, I've never seen her do it!" Fatty argued quickly.
"That's because the time has not come yet. After this calamity, it should be there!" Master Haruhiko said calmly with a hint of a bad smile.
"Oops! Well, it's unreasonable for this girl to have hair on her face, right?! Also, does Miaochun know it herself? Isn't that 'fetus' growing on her forehead a bit too much? I'm worried that she won't be able to stand it! What a shock!" The fat man started talking nonsense in a hurry.
Seeing the old man's face full of ridicule but not answering, the fat man became even more anxious. In his haste, he discovered the flaw in Master Haruhiko's words.
When I first met this old man, he didn't have this "fetus" between his eyebrows, which means that this thing probably only appears on some special occasions or when it is in use. oh! oh! oh! That’s good, that’s good!
Mr. Mai solved the mystery himself, and his expression suddenly softened.
"This kid is indeed a talent. No wonder Chunchun is holding on to him!" Seeing that the other party no longer worried in an instant, Master Haruhiko secretly praised.
Immediately, the old man said with a straight face: "Miaochun has a talent for psychics that no one else has. If you carefully observed the way she used the summoning technique, you will remember that a red dot will appear between her eyebrows. , this is the proof that the 'Jingyuan Shangwei' has not yet awakened. It is precisely because of her talent that I selected Miao Chun as the future successor of our sect."
"So, she is young and average in strength but can summon god-level puppets to fight. Of course, this is also thanks to you injecting the Qiankun Atlas into her." Fatty said in a cold tone again.
Indeed, although the Qiankun Atlas greatly increased Leg Jing's strength, it also caused her current life-and-death crisis.
The old man ignored the dissatisfaction in the other party's tone, but said in a deep voice: "My brother Qingjun was also a first-class and outstanding talent back then. Especially in the field of psychics, although he did not have the blessing of 'Jing Yuan Shang Fei', he was not blessed at all. Less than what I was in my prime.”
"So, he was upset that he couldn't be the master of this sect, and he has been thinking about revenge since he had a falling out with you. Six months ago, he must have deliberately sent people to attack you, so that he could attract you here. And I have prepared a trap for you! Who knew that it was my Chunchun who suffered..." The fat man analyzed angrily, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Seeing that the other party seemed to have some enlightenment, Master Haruhiko nodded with satisfaction and said: "Anger is the worst evil behavior that is not conducive to thinking. It seems that you already have new ideas? Tell me!"
"The channeling you are talking about is the 'forethought' among the five factions of Bian Shu Sect, right?!" Fatty suddenly asked.
"Hey! What a shameless woman. She casually leaked the secrets of our sect to a fat man. This look in her eyes is so unique and personal!" The old man cursed without using any curse words, but it was considered an admission.
The fat man didn't have time to argue with the other party, so he asked anxiously: "Then do you feel that all this is something Qingjun had expected?"
Master Haruhiko nodded but said nothing.
"This is going to be troublesome!" Fatty's most worried thing was verified, and he said in a very bad mood: "Tonight's gambling battle in the arena involves the McCanns and the Victor family as opponents, which is already very difficult to handle. Now. Now there is another Qingjun, which is simply adding to the chaos. If he can really predict what has not happened, then it will be useless no matter how I arrange my troops! Moreover, everything that happened in the secret room just now is completely There’s no need to hide it from anyone anymore!”
"I'm as capable as him, but with mental arithmetic but no intention, he plotted against me, so he must have put many obstacles in his plan, so I couldn't foresee his conspiracy. However, I also have my own foresight skills. And the strange thing is that I can only vaguely see what happened at the gate of Hemei Manor this morning. And what will happen after that, my mind is blank!" After the old man finished speaking, he fixed his gaze firmly on on the fat man's face.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Are you trying to come up with some bad idea to harm me?" The fat man clasped his hands on his chest and asked warily.
"Bah! Bah! How disgusting!" Master Qingyan said angrily: "There must be some special things that came in that made me unable to predict the future! If this is the case, I think Qingjun The situation is not much better! Don’t the several reversals in the secret room just now explain the problem? Our sect calls this special thing a 'variable'!"
"Me?" The fat man asked, pointing to the tip of his nose in confusion.
"Yeah! We usually jokingly call it the 'shit stirrup'!" Master Haruhiko added slowly.
