Late at night, a bullock cart walked quietly on the desolate street.

"What stuff?"

In the bullock cart, Huai Shi looked at the crow dumbfounded: "Divination? What divination? Isn't it a poker game?"

"That's right, maybe some border relics are being used simultaneously elsewhere."

The crow said lightly: "Ordinary background checks are just too many methods. Although it is impossible to be too detailed, but with the details of the Astronomical Society, basically nothing will go wrong."

"Why do you want to check me!" Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

Can't figure out why astronomy would somehow find a weak, innocent and pitiful self.

The crow coughed twice and looked away: "It didn't have to be detailed to the level of every low-level cadre, but you have really jumped too much recently and performed too scary. And it's still the heavenly genealogy ... this is just in case. "

"Who do you think it hurts!"

When I heard the KGB came around and drank my black tea and played poker and walked away, I did n’t know yet. Huaishi was immediately distraught, glaring at the crow: "And who said my mark is very Covert? "

"The premise of concealment is not to be placed under the spotlight and hold a magnifying glass pixel by pixel."

The crow sighed, "I guess all your duel videos and materials are now on the table of unknown number of people. A more serious analysis report will be attached to the more serious attitude.

After all, there are some old things now that can't fight, can't do work, but only with terrible eyes. Your little secret can be seen at a glance ... "

"then what do I do?"

"You should do what you want, the days are the same, the meals are the same, the games are the same, you do n’t have a criminal traitor, but you are only able to play, what are you afraid of?"

The crow glanced at him calmly: "Let me say, you behaved perfectly. You played a lucky stupid who didn't know anything. Hey, this is the real performance. It's the type that plays everything like yourself.

Moreover, with the book of destiny in hand, who can calculate your foundation? "

"Is it so powerful?" Huaixi doubted it.

"Otherwise why is it called the book of destiny?"

Life is not easy, the crow sighed.

She glanced at her silly boy ... Suddenly there was a little guilt in her heart.

"Relax, anyone, no matter what method, any means, any technique to spy on you, as long as the book of destiny is still in your hands for a day, they will always see that it is only when you did not become a sublimator. fate……"

That's right, if Huai Shi lost it when he picked it up at the age of nine, his fate might be completely different now.

As shown in the results of the same divination.

——The background is abundant, the road ahead is bumpy, but the future is bright.

Without the interference of the book of destiny, his fortune will not be so tragic.

As long as he can be more than eighteen years old, he will immediately run.

No, according to her observation, the turning point of Huai Shi's original destiny was at the school celebration a few months ago-according to the original destiny, as long as Huai Shi showed her talent in the performance, she would immediately welcome the noble's favor and cultivation , To get the most precious transfer, from now on out of control.

At the age of twenty, with his own efforts, he walked into the Golden Hall of Vienna without any problems. Dreamy like the hero of an inspirational morning drama.

Since then, it has been spent with flowers and fire and cooking oil, and he spent his life as respected as he had hoped. Finally, he died peacefully surrounded by his grandchildren.

His life's contribution will be recorded in the history book, and in a few decades, she will become a young lady and appear in a messy mobile game card pool.

It's a pity that Huai Shi didn't go to the performance of the school celebration party that day ... Instead, he was in the adultery department.

After giving Crow a strong medicine, his destiny crooked into the trench uncontrollably, and since then he has parted ways with the original destiny. It is hard to know the way forward.

At this point of view, it's a terrible self to play with the fate of teenagers!

The crow was inexplicably guilty. After coughing awkwardly, he supported the original old sister's tone that sounded reliable and calm: "Relax, background review of this kind of thing will be bad sooner or later. After this hurdle, even if you are a serious person, your treatment will be different immediately. Maybe you will be promoted and raise your salary. "

"How do I explain the sacred marks of the genealogy that day?" Huai Shi frowned.

"You are stupid, you have been dead for so long in the red gloves, won't you push things on him?"

Little Crow ’s class for teaching bad children has started again: "Anyway, Green Day ’s pot is not bad, you say you got a book from him, and somehow became a ghost, anyway, similar inheritance of the heavenly genealogy. It ’s more, it ’s every year, and it ’s not bad for you ... who is idle and wondering if there is a source of heaven ’s genealogy in his hand? ”

Huaixi was still uneasy: "What if someone thinks about it?"

"Then someone has to believe it."

Crow looked at him with a fool's look: "Do you think you are like that kind of grocery store picking up artifacts, the tiger's body shocked all the women, and can you throw a lot of money at the auction?"

"..."

Huai poetry, ashamed.

"Have a good job as a cowboy."

She patted Huai Shi's shoulder and turned into the shadow.

.

In the silent darkness, in addition to the grunting of the bullock cart, there was a clatter in the front.

"Hey, it's about to start, get up!"

The crow reminded in a low voice that the illusory silhouette got into the keychain again and disappeared, leaving only Huai Shi sitting on his knees in the carriage, feeling his limbs stiff.

Dangerous breath came continuously from all around, outside the carriage.

The hunch of death is constantly emerging in my heart.

Remind him that this is no longer within the scope of the Xinyue frame, but that he will die in a dangerous and fatal area after a wrong step.

The core of the central area of ​​Ximatai, the palace city shrouded in eternal darkness, the malicious essence manifested in the abyss of terror, the gathering place of the superiors.

Where the real ruler sleeps.

It can be said that it is like a palace.

If there was no crow's vigorous encouragement and there was a group fan, he wouldn't dare to run here to give Huai Shi a hundred thousand guts.

In the silence, only the wheels of the bullock cart grunted, and there was a faint clatter of clatter in the distance.

It looks like a night watchman, but it is mixed with the night owl's cry.

Huaishi carefully lifted his finger and lifted the line of the curtain of the bullock cart, peering into the misty scene.

It seems as if time has reversed.

Under the progress of the bullock cart, the more inward, the older it is. The high-rise buildings are gone, replaced by layers of illusions like ancient times, constantly changing under the shadow of the mist.

Sometimes with a gust of wind blowing, the mist is thin, revealing its own appearance, fleeting.

Or an ancient gloomy temple, or a mirage like Qionglou Yuyu, or a brightly lit restaurant loft, from which a soft singing voice of a woman came from, and a pair of green eyes lighted up in the darkness, separated by mist, Staring at Huai Shi's face violently.

Huai Shi instantly let go.

The drapery falls down to isolate the inside and outside.

In the silence, only he gasped violently, raised his hand and touched his face, and felt the traces of broken cracks. As he pulled, a dark abyssal sediment pulled from the crack of the face, and the wound healed quickly and recovered smooth.

I was just glanced at ...

Today, he is wearing a weird black hat and wearing a garb temporarily bought from the shop inside the Ximatai-only this ordinary-looking garb has already spent Huai Shi's hands. All Jin Xiaojue.

There is still the title of Prince of Paradise, if there is no such title, the old man in that shop is not rare to ignore him.

After rigorously looking at some of the poems of Huai, the old man finally asked lightly: if you go to see you, don't be rude.

Then he sent Huai Shi out of the door and closed it.

Huai Shi was completely ashamed.

But this oxcart came out of the thick fog when Huai Shi changed clothes, held a fan, and went out at the time arranged by the crow.

It seems to have been waiting there long ago.

As soon as Huai Shi got on the bus, he walked up on his own, took him into the mist, passed countless levels, and went straight to the core ~ ​​lightnovelpub.net ~ It seemed to be a cheater.

"Remember, you are acting as a secretary who went to the palace to participate in a poetry meeting. Don't show your stuff."

The crow urged: "Once inside, if you want to come out alive, it will depend on your character. If you are rich and expensive, you can earn a few tips and come back, it depends on whether you are up for the fight!"

Interestingly waiting in front, Huai Shi completely ignored the more and more serious hunch of death, and summoned the courage to not know where it came from.

But still frozen by the cold, the whole person felt stiff.

The power of Sacred Mark was suppressed.

The further forward he is, the weaker he feels, and he feels that he is gradually being beaten back to his original form, and the heavenly genealogy that has never been unfavorable in the past is not useful here.

Even if he is regarded as his own, there are still three, six, nine, etc. in his own ... Huai Shi, as a low-grade untouchable, can be mixed with a ticket to the poetry society, and the ancestral grave has smoked in case of rudeness or rudeness If it is broken, the fairy can't be saved.

In the silence of the bullock cart, only the screams from time to time in the depths of the fog.

Suddenly Huai Shi heard the sound of cars rolling around.

As if it were imported into the convoy, a dozen bullock carts were lined up in a row, stepping forward on the desolate street, and finally stopped outside the dark gates.

In the front and rear cars, there was a dark breath that made Huai Shi hairy. I didn't know what kind of monster it was.

After a long time, the bullock cart stopped abruptly.

A white shadow appeared quietly outside the car door, carrying a pale white lantern, the sound was like the cry of flying birds, hoarse and strange.

A cold look across the curtain, as if falling on Huai Shi's face.

"The ban is ahead, please get off the car and walk."

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