This campaign to exterminate the numerology warlocks has been going on for more than ten years, and everyone seems to be crazy, forgetting how they used to worship those numerometers, and how they respectfully asked those people to help them calculate numerology. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They seem to have forgotten a lot of things, forgetting that the warlocks in their neighbors had taught their children to read, that some of the warlocks could not bear to come forward and inform them of the calamity, that those people had given porridge and done good deeds in their most difficult times......

At that time, the numerologists were very powerful, as if there was nothing they could not calculate, until they encountered that locust plague.

After all, several old people of the Zheng family couldn't survive to meet Zheng Xuan, because of that chaotic environment, outsiders like them always had to suffer more harassment to satisfy the selfish interests of those people.

In the first year of the encirclement and suppression, the great-grandfather died, and before he died, he held his son's hand and couldn't speak. Not long after, Zheng Xuan's grandfather couldn't afford to fall ill because of his anger, and on a cold night, the old man ended his life with a rag.

There are only two women left in the family, Zheng Xuan's grandmother and mother, and those who are looking for numerologists are coming more and more frequently, and there are not many people in this town who are as fair-skinned and beautiful as Zheng Xuan's mother.

The two women worked hard to bury the person, and originally thought that when this matter passed, even if they were going to die, they would return to the ancestral hall, and if they died, they would let the juniors bury themselves in the ancestral grave.

It's a pity that they didn't wait for such a day to go. The two women survived for another two or three years, and seeing that this disaster really had no end, the two chose a spring, bought some medicinal herbs from the drugstore, cooked a pot of rice, cooked many dishes, and slowly began dinner as usual.

Zheng Xuan was not affected, he was just a scholar, and his status as a scholar had improved in those years, so the encirclement and suppression in the village had nothing to do with him.

The shepherd boy was rewarded after the locust plague, and in this era, the warlock was still in the service of the royal family, learning the art of literature and martial arts, and the goods of the emperor's family.

It wasn't until thirteen years later, when the new emperor ascended the throne, that all the provocations seemed to return to the right path, and the encirclement and suppression of the warlocks gradually faded.

The shepherd boy gained fame and fortune, and naturally his family's sect gradually became more famous, and he held an event in his old age, taking the lead in admitting that it was wrong to encircle and suppress numerology sorcerers in the first place, because no matter what natural and man-made disasters happened, we can't think they are guilty because they can't calculate it.

The guilty are those who send these things down, and the guilty are those who are intent on ruining the world!

The shepherd boy knelt on the ground and cried uncontrollably, he pointed to the blue sky and white clouds above his head and cursed, and when he cursed, he burst into tears and began to laugh maniacally, and almost everyone thought he had gone mad.

Laughing and laughing, he was silent, and the person who was watching from a distance came up and called softly, but he didn't get a response, and slowly touched his shoulder, but the whole person fell forward, so frightened that the person next to him hurriedly took a few steps back.

The shepherd boy's death did not receive much attention, but his words caused an uproar, and many warlocks began to reflect on whether it would be their turn next time when they saw that the number of lives was wiped out.

Wei Yuan knew what Zheng Xuan's father saw, she was this land, this land was her, there was nothing she didn't know.

Seven men in brocade clothes formed a formation, and a strange light rushed into the world, and the goose feather snow that should have fallen was transferred to the sea, and the locusts that came from nowhere climbed to the ground, leaving one egg after another.

The plague of locusts started from this, and later the people of the number were surrounded and suppressed, which was just the way of heaven that had to happen after this disaster.

The shepherd boy has gone through several generations, all of them are kind-hearted people, the last time, he devoted himself to the emperor's family, should have enjoyed the glory and wealth of his life, but unfortunately he was the last emperor, the fortune of heaven and earth has changed, and since then the dynasty has changed, and he has become the king of the dead country.

Perhaps because the gray death luck brought by the death of the country was too strong, the shepherd boy was reincarnated as a boy who only wore grass shoes, and since then he has been displaced in this life, and he is the son of heaven in this life.

Wei Yuan found the root, the purple grass was planted by the outside world, and she could see it clearly.

"Wanyuan - extinguished."

Wei Yuan raised his finger slightly, this finger seemed to have traveled through thousands of years of time and space, and fell straight onto the purple grass, and the small purple grass gradually became transparent under this finger.

Tianquezi squinted his eyes at Wei Yuan, and that finger didn't point at him at all, as if he had fallen into nothingness, pointing to a place where he didn't know what it was.

He gradually felt that something was wrong, the cause and effect of his whole body was disappearing, not disconnected before, but disappearing, completely, as if he had never appeared in this world, the qi luck in his body slowly dissipated, gradually blended into the air, and was no longer contaminated with his breath.

"What do you do!" Tianquezi began to scream, the feeling of nothingness made the tendons of his whole body tense, and some muscles in his body began to beat suddenly, which was because he was too nervous.

"Don't you want immortality? I'll give you a hand. ”

Wei Yuan said coldly, his fingers fell without hesitation, and the purple grass slowly dissipated in the air little by little, and a few grasses quickly grew on the ground, as if there had never been any fairy grass in that place.

The luck on Tianquezi's body dissipated faster and faster, and the cause and effect slowly disappeared, and those who had been in contact with Tianquezi suddenly became in a trance, as if something had been taken out of their minds, and after thinking about it carefully, they couldn't remember what they had forgotten.

Wei Yuan cut off not only the cause and effect of Tianquezi, but all the accumulated karmic luck he started from that squirrel, if there was no fairy grass, Tianquezi would not have obtained atmospheric luck, and he would not have been reincarnated as a human from a squirrel.

Without the shepherd boy, what is the current Tianquezi?

Tianquezi raised his hand, saw his hands that had not changed at all, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and raised his eyelids at Wei Yuan: "What if my luck is broken?" You still can't help me. ”

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth pulled up a smile, and he gently raised his hand towards Tianquezi, as if he was turning something, Tianquezi immediately felt the changes in his body, the skin on his body that had lost moisture gradually tightened, and his muscles came back little by little.

The arm seemed to be more energetic, and the eyes were becoming clearer, Tianquezi raised his hand and saw a pair of slender hands without wrinkles, he gently stretched out his other hand to press it, not a soft touch, but quite muscular elasticity.

"You ......" Tianquezi raised his head happily, and was about to speak, but when he saw the smile on the corner of Wei Yuan's mouth, the smile on his face instantly stiffened, he didn't believe that Wei Yuan would be so kind to give him such a great creation.

Wei Yuan didn't talk to Tianquezi, turned around and left, now that Tianquezi's cause and effect has been completely broken, presumably all those who remain in Yi Lao's body will also disappear.

There was a faint sound of talking in Yi Lao's tent, Wei Yuan sped up a few steps, although it seemed that the battle with Tianque Zi just now had been quite long, but in fact, it had only been about half an hour.

As soon as Wei Yuan entered, he saw Yi Chenzi standing with a puzzled look on his face, and from that standing posture, it seemed that there should be no big problem, but Wei Yuan heard him muttering alone: "What did I forget?" Why can't you remember?! Is it really old? ”

"Yi Lao, are you okay?"

Wei Yuan coughed dryly twice and asked, the old man turned around and looked at Wei Yuan seriously, as if he wanted to see something from Wei Yuan's face.

"Do you feel as if you've forgotten something?" After a long time, Yi Chenzi opened his mouth in a very tangled way.

"Forgot what? Forgot where the money is buried? Wei Yuan joked, "I'll go see Xiao Jingyu." ”

Yi Lao waved his hand at her, as if he had to remember the fleeting thing, what was it, he disappeared without even catching a tail, and his brain hurt when he thought about it.

Wei Yuan went to Xiao Jingyu's tent, and the maid said that he had gone to wash.

Wei Yuan sat there waiting for him to come back, heard a faint voice talking outside, turned his head and saw Xiao Jingyu's wide-sleeved robe, and his heart suddenly suddenly.

This is Xiao Jingyu, but he is not the Xiao Jingyu who remembers why he came to this world, he is the king of Jingyang County, not the son of the Xiao family.

"I saw you sweating just now, but now you're better?" Wei Yuan quickly came back to his senses and greeted him with a smile, no different from usual.

Xiao Jingyu smiled, her eyes looked at Wei Yuan, full of smiles, her heart that had always felt that she didn't know what to do, but at this moment she was relaxed.

For as long as he could remember, he felt anxious, but he didn't know what he was anxious about, as if something was waiting for him to do, but he thought about everything he had to do, and still couldn't figure out what he was anxious about.

Now, he remembered, and he knew why he was here.

Because he had been reincarnated so many times, he had forgotten what he was going to do, but that sense of anxiety never went away, and the more he reincarnated, the heavier the emotion became.

"I don't know what happened just now, it seems like I was pulled by something, but now it's fine. Tianquezi is now ......"

Wei Yuan was surprised that Xiao Jingyu still remembered Tianquezi, and then thought that his soul was not a person from this world, and it was not a big deal to remember Tianquezi.

"His reason is decisive, there is no such person as Tianquezi in this world."

Wei Yuan explained casually, not too complicated, and it is estimated that Xiao Jingyu will not understand.

Who knew that Xiao Jingyu heard these words, and her face was a little more strange, cutting off cause and effect is the Wei family's unique secret technique, how could Wei Yuan understand?

Xiao Jingyu's heartbeat was so fast that she almost blurted out that sentence when she remembered it, but when she thought of Wei Yuan's mood that had barely changed, and the person who taught Wei Yuan the technique was the elder of the Wei family, it was normal to know the art of cause and effect.

Those words swirled around the tip of Xiao Jingyu's tongue and swallowed again, Wei Yuan's temperament is too clear to him, if he annoys her now because of his words, he is afraid that it will take a lot of effort to coax him back.

Tianquezi seemed to have been forgotten in this way, he stood in front of the tent in a daze, and the person who had been very attentive to him in the past seemed to be completely invisible to him at this time, and hurried past him, and no one stopped to salute.

"You, stop!" Tianquezi pointed to the person passing in front of him, the maid was wearing a blue belt, and it should be a second-class maid.

As if she had not heard the cry of the celestial que, the maid carried the copper basin and went to the tent.

"Damn it!" Tianquezi scolded, but suddenly remembered one thing, he was no longer the same as before, these people couldn't recognize him, and he must ignore it.

Thinking like this, Tianquezi felt a little more comfortable in his heart, there was a one-person tall diorama in his tent, the mirror was much better than the bronze mirror, it would not glow yellow, so that people could not see their faces clearly, and even their eyebrows and beards could be seen clearly.

This time I really want to thank Wei Yuan's little girl, she wanted to deal with herself, but she didn't expect to make herself the best age, and now I'm afraid I'm jumping in anger in the tent.

Tianquezi didn't pay attention to the people coming and going, and walked alone to his tent, as usual, there were warriors standing on the left and right of his tent, even though his cause and effect had been broken, but the two of them were still guarding here.

Seeing that the two warriors did not squint at him, Tianquezi nodded with satisfaction, and was even more dissatisfied with the maids and servants outside.

Even though his appearance has changed now, where is the clothes on his body that ordinary people can afford? And he has also said more than once that only he can wear the clothes of the dragon cloud pattern, and no one else can wear them.

In this place, who else is the person wearing the dragon moire silk silk and satin but him?! There is also the jade pendant hanging on his waist, which can almost be regarded as his symbol, but I didn't expect those people to recognize it.

"Okay, you don't have to stay here, go down." Tianquezi was very satisfied that the two of them could recognize him, except for him who could come here, the others were not summoned, and once they got close, they would be immediately executed.

But not only did the two of them not do anything to him, but they also didn't squint as he usually came back, didn't they recognize what he was?

The two warriors turned a deaf ear to Tianquezi's words, and still stood quietly, not ushering in the imaginary thanks, Tianquezi's face sank, snorted coldly, and walked to the tent with his sleeves.

The diorama was placed on the wall that was not very conspicuous, and there was a multi-treasure shelf next to it, on which he had collected it for so many years.

Tianquezi was passing by the multi-treasure shelf, his footsteps suddenly paused, and a not very good feeling floated from the bottom of his heart, he didn't dare to look sideways at the multi-treasure shelf, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Tianquezi felt that his steps were a little difficult to move, as if something had stuck his shoes, and finally, Tianquezi slowly turned his head.