Chapter 122: Wrestling with Fate
"Then why are you helping me? I still don't get it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoYou can leave me alone. Zhang Xiaoliang recovered his balance from the stumbling posture in time.
At the moment they are at a crossroads. Zhuge Yunfei didn't go any further.
"It doesn't mean anything. If you don't believe me here, I have nothing to say. Zhuge Yunfei looked around the three roads thoughtfully.
His fingers were constantly pinching the trick. Hesitantly staring at the three difficult choices.
"But I can tell you responsibly, as long as you go back, you will meet my sister. She'll get you back. I guess you'll have to spend the next month in the Zhuge family's study. You can't get a chance to see anyone again. Zhuge Yunfei stared at Zhang Xiaoliang seriously, but the trick still didn't stop. Zhang Xiaoliang was still hesitant, he didn't know whether what Zhuge Yunfei said was true or false.
"Well, so be it, let's do an experiment." Zhuge Yunfei finally stopped pinching his hands and seemed to have made a decision.
"There are three paths in front of you, except for the retreat behind you, you can choose one at will, and we will continue to walk. You'll know if I'm telling the truth or not. Zhuge Yunfei's speed of speech was slightly unsteady, and he seemed to be a little anxious.
"Then I'll choose the first one." Zhang Xiaoliang did not hesitate to choose the road ahead.
This road is no different from ordinary paths, it is still a slightly lively shop, and there are still people coming and going, and some people selling barbecue are there.
Zhuge Yunfei pulled Zhang Xiaoliang forward without hesitation.
"If you continue a hundred steps, you will meet a little boy who is slapping the ball, and suddenly the ball bounces on you, and the little boy will first say sorry to you in order to pick up the ball. Then run as soon as you pick up the ball. Then a dead fish-eyed boy will come up to you and ask if you have felt anything unusual, and you reply that a little boy's ball has hit me. He will pull you and ask you what you see. You turn around again, and that little boy will be standing behind you! And you'll see a scene that you can't believe. But the man will fix everything. Don't worry, you won't have to do anything. Just watch. ā
Zhuge Yunfei seems to be predicting the short future!
Zhang Xiaoliang walked forward suspiciously. They were already getting closer and closer to a hundred paces. If Zhang Xiaoliang's number is correct, there are still five steps to the place Zhuge Yunfei said.
This place is a bit old, dilapidated flat-roofed houses, old men selling things, a few small shops, although the streets are full of people, but few people want to go to these small shops.
There is a place between the shops that stands out, this remote and dilapidated place actually has a clinic with a special name called Night Lent Clinic.
It's also strange that a clinic has such a literary atmosphere.
Five, four, three, two. Zhang Xiaoliang calculated his last step step by step.
One! This is the final step!
"Smack!" A worn-out soccer ball bounced into Zhang Xiaoliang's waist with a crisp collision body, but Zhang Xiaoliang didn't feel anything!
How can it be! Zhang Xiaoliang looked at his waist in surprise, and there was indeed a football on the ground that was still bouncing because of the collision.
Not to mention football, the current Zhang Xiaoliang is sure and sure that he is in a tense state of nerves, even if it is a hidden weapon, he can dodge it!
But the ball appeared without warning.
And out of nowhere, a little boy was running towards Zhang Xiaoliang, he looked flustered and panted and faced Zhang Xiaoliang, "I'm sorry." ā
As if he was in a hurry, he picked up the ball and quickly left the place after an apology. Zhang Xiaoliang wanted to turn around and stop him, but when he turned around, the little boy was gone.
There is no hunch! There was no warning, and Zhang Xiaoliang, who had already reached a certain level of martial arts, rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
And in the small clinic called the Night Lent Clinic, a dead fish-eyed boy with a cigarette in his mouth and a tired face came out.
"Hello, did you feel something hit you just now?" The man asked.
"Just now, a little boy's ball seems to have hit me." Zhang Xiaoliang's heart was already full of shock.
"Little boy? Can you see him? Tell me what you see? The dead fish-eyed boy in the white doctor's hexagram robe looked at Zhang Xiaoliang in surprise.
Zhang Xiaoliang suddenly felt a chill behind him. The cold hairs behind Zhang Xiaoliang are standing up! The body is constantly feeding back dangerous information to the brain!
What's behind?
Zhang Xiaoliang did not hesitate to turn back immediately.
And at this moment he was surprised, there was a little boy behind him, and it was the little boy who hit him with a football!
But instead of a football, he was holding a bloody human head!
"What is this... Zhang Xiaoliang looked at the blood on the head and neck and covered his mouth in surprise. He wasn't afraid of blood, he just couldn't figure out why a little boy would do the same!
And Zhuge Yunfei took Zhang Xiaoliang's hand at this moment and immediately ran. The boy seemed to want to continue chasing Zhang Xiaoliang, but the dead fish-eyed doctor dressed in white stood in front of him.
The doctor spat out the cigarette in his mouth: "These people are so strange. However, let's fix these problems first. ā
When the little boy saw the doctor, he didn't dare to chase him any further, and he yelled at the doctor with a fierce face, complaining that he was obstructing his prey food!
However, Zhang Xiaoliang's already running figure is gone.
"Whew." Zhang Xiaoliang didn't breathe, but Zhuge Yunfei couldn't breathe.
"What's that?" Zhang Xiaoliang was still in the * surprised, the inexplicable chill still made people palpitate, it was not the malice that human beings could exude, nor the killing intent like Sha, but an evil thought from the abyss-like gaze! That little boy has an absolute sense of murder! But what kind of experience made such a boy?
Zhang Xiaoliang wanted to understand all this.
Zhuge Yunfei finally calmed down.
"I can't explain what that is, you and the doctor will never meet in this life, because you are not on the same plane in the first place, even if you are in the same world, but you and him are like parallel lines that will not intersect. But because of me, you met, and it's as simple as that. Now you should take my word for it. ā
Zhang Xiaoliang doesn't believe it now, he perfectly predicted everything that would happen from the beginning! Same!
The people of the Zhuge family are really terrifying. A man who claims to be innate and unqualified can already predict this step.
Zhang Xiaoliang was still thinking about the lingering head. But at the same time, he also accepted the recognition of Zhuge Yunfei's strength.
He really can predict the future!
"I believe you." Zhang Xiaoliang was impressed by Zhuge Yunfei's magical power.
"Huh" heard Zhang Xiaoliang believe it, and the stone in Zhuge Yunfei's heart was put down.