Xiao Yong now understands why the Southern Wizard would recommend Li Ling as a witch, and the reason is not because her grandmother is the predecessor, because the Southern Wizards are all antiques and have always adhered to the will of God.

And the so-called providence is the innate ability - mind reading.

Anyone who can have the ability to read minds, in the eyes of Southern wizards, is equivalent to God's appointed person.

Li Ling is not married yet, and she can already stimulate this potential of her body, which shows how the southern wizards will take a fancy to her.

"I really didn't expect God to favor someone like you." Xiao Yong said.

"I didn't think that if it weren't for too much, I don't think my potential would ever be unleashed, and when I knew that I found out I had this ability, I understood why my parents were playing dead. It's really pitiful for the hearts of parents all over the world. ”

"Then please make good use of your potential and don't do too many wrong things."

"I know what you're thinking, so you don't have to beat around the bush, Qin Wei, I'm going to decide." Li Ling said firmly.

Qin Wei? Qin Wei would never know that he had become a sweetheart now, and he was still immersed in his grief and couldn't extricate himself.

He said to a strange tree: "Life, that's it, I can't understand one or two sentences, but one or two tears can be interpreted clearly." Hello, friend, my name is Qin Wei. ”

The wind is blowing, and it is going to be windy at this time of the day. But in normal times, Qin Wei had already returned home. Today, maybe it's because I've forgotten the time to go home.

But it doesn't matter, he can see a different scenery. Like what?

He thought for a moment, then looked up at the snow piled up on the branches of the great tree.

For example, these snows that are as white as clouds. They resemble reflective white clouds, he thought.

The strong wind made them sway. Faltering?

Qin Wei was just about to take a few steps back, but was hit by a large block of ice falling from a tree.

This qiē happened in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowed from his calf.

He's going to bleed at last. He laughed.

It was at this time that a miracle happened, a man with a mask appeared. Qin Wei was so stunned that he didn't know what to say. Is there anyone else here? Impossible, absolutely impossible. He thought to himself that he must have hallucinated because of the pain.

That's right, it must be an illusion.

The right half of his body was aching, his legs aching as if they had been pricked by needles, and his ankles still had no strength. He thought it was a terrible day, but thankfully he had such a hallucination that was hard to distinguish between real and false.

"Take it!" The stranger approached and ordered him to take a hot bun from his hand.

Qin Wei took them, and the stranger took out a handful of red things and carefully poured the ice cubes on Qin Wei's legs. The ice quickly melted, and Qin Wei's wound unexpectedly healed.

After finishing his work, he turned to Qin Wei: "Stand up and try." ”

Qin Wei stood up with suspicion, and his gaze never left the stranger. He was afraid that strangers would disappear in the blink of an eye.

He tried to take a few steps, then nodded. The stranger didn't say anything more, took his bun from Qin Wei's hand, and then took a big gulp: "It's still better to eat the buns in Chang'an City." ”

He walked out a few steps and found that Qin Wei was still standing in place, so he turned around and said in a bland tone, "Do you want to go with me to eat some steamed buns?" ”

Qin Wei didn't come back to his senses, because this qiē was too dreamy for him. He couldn't believe it was true. Is this true? Was the man in the big black robe in front of him imaginary or real?

His curly hair looked like water snakes swimming in the water, as if all of them were alive, swaying to their heart's content in the cold wind. And his eyes were neither blue nor black, nor were they the brown characteristic of wizards. It was a pair of all-white eyes.

What is the concept of all-white, that is, his real eyes only have the whites of the eyes and no eyeballs. Perhaps, Qin Wei is not very sure, maybe he has eyeballs, but the eyeballs may also be white.

Because of the mask, he could only see those eyes, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

"What's wrong with you? Can't move your legs yet? The stranger walked back again, and then looked down at Qin Wei's legs. Qin Wei's legs were no longer in the same place, only blood stains remained on his clothes.

"Are you real or fake?" Qin Wei asked cautiously. He wondered if this person was just a friend of his imagination. If it's a fantasy friend, why doesn't he fantasize about a good friend who doesn't wear a mask, instead of fantasizing about such a strange friend?

The stranger smiled, and his laughter was so mellow that it was like a wave crashing against a rock.

He said, "Even if I'm fake, you don't have to be afraid of me, do you?" If I'm true, then I won't hurt you, don't you? ”

Qin Wei thought seriously for a moment, then nodded. This strange man should not hurt him, otherwise, he would not have saved him. He followed the strange man to the market.

Under the cover of the houses, the wind also seemed to be a little milder.

Qin Wei tried hard to look at the strange man's figure and the way he walked. He began to try to remember if he had ever seen the man. He looked like an ordinary hunter or forest ranger who lived in the forest, with broad shoulders, a tall man, and a thick chest. He had a pair of boots made of cowhide and a pair of scarred hands.

For a while, Qin Wei guessed that he was a member of a gang of bandits, hiding in the center of the forest. He quickly gave up on the speculation, for a robber would not waste time on an apparently penniless man. Moreover, he will not spend energy to save him.

About a quarter of an hour later, the man took Qin Wei and approached a steamed bun shop in the bazaar.

The sun has been setting for a while and the lights on the streets are gradually turning on.

Qin Wei originally thought that the man would sit down here to rest, but he was wrong. The man just took a few buns from a steamer and walked out first.

Qin Wei still followed. They had already walked out of the bazaar and the streets, and had come to the outskirts.

He could only follow the man by the sound of the other person's footsteps and intuition, not by sight. Qin Wei felt that he was walking on a path through the forest, and there were no shrubs or rocks that stood in his way.

Where does this road lead? He thought. It's hard to find this hidden path even during the day, let alone at night, unless he's familiar with it. (To be continued.) )