"Let me think! Let me think! "Shui Butian doesn't claim to be the king at this time, it seems that he is really anxious. It spun around the table several times before exclaiming, "Ah, remember! When the Great Prophet said, 'Go forward with the blessings, and all things will return,' are you not the one who was [blessed] by the Prophet? ”

Jing An's head was big for a while when he heard that the water replenished the sky and read these similar hexagrams, if this kind of hexagram could really be interpreted literally, how could he still use the "precept calculation", he had already wrapped up Luo Jiu, and what happened to him was a hexagram, which saved time and effort!

After the "Battle of the Ruins of Qingcheng", he finally understood a truth - some things are better not to know in advance, unless you have the ability to change the outcome!

However, judging from the meaning of this sentence, Jing Tang does not have any crisis at present, which makes Jing An feel a little more at ease.

"Well, by the way, there is another sentence in front of it, which is 'at the time of the arrival of the twins'" Shui Butian added.

"Are the twins coming?" Jing An's words of water mending the sky evoked a long-sealed memory, he got up and walked out of the pavilion, looked at the slightly white east, and said to himself: "Time flies so fast, it's time for the twins to come again."

The Advent of Twins refers to a celestial phenomenon in which the moon is a double chord once every twelve years!

Legend has it that in this year, the twins, the Divine Son and the Evil Son, will descend into the world and ...... They met, went on a blind date, fell in love with each other, and eventually became partners, and lived happily ever after!

Well, if that were the case, this year wouldn't be called the Year of Calamity!

Every year of the Double Quarter Moon, the contradictions between the Holy Camp and the Evil Camp that have accumulated for many years will erupt, and the previous open and secret battle will completely evolve into a war between the two camps!

Such wars occur every twelve years, and most of them result in the defeat of the evil camp.

However, even if the Holy Camp wins, the clans will suffer heavy losses after the war. Take the Terrans as an example, after the last battle between good and evil, the total population of the Terrans plummeted by fifty percent, and countless cities were destroyed, leaving countless people homeless!

If the evil camp wins, then the races will not only suffer heavy losses, but it is also possible to directly exterminate the clans.

So this year is also called the year of calamity, a calamity for all races.

Jing An was born in the year of calamity, although the war between good and evil had ended at that time, and people were in the reconstruction stage, but it was precisely because of the end of the war that people had time to **** wounds and pay tribute to the dead, and the whole world was filled with an atmosphere of sadness at that time, and the town where he lived was no exception.

He will soon be nine years old now, and there are only three years left before the next year of calamity.

"I don't have much time left for myself!" Jing An secretly decided to speed up his cultivation, not only for Jing Tang, but also for himself, you must know that in the battle between good and evil, even master professionals have fallen!

"I should go back, and we'll see you here tomorrow night!" Jing An looked at the sky, it was almost dawn, and now was not a good time to get those things back.

Shui Butian didn't answer, but flew to Jing An's head with a "whoosh", and the claws on his limbs firmly grabbed Jing An's hair, as if he was afraid of falling!

The corners of Jing An's mouth twitched and asked, "Aren't you going back to sleep?" ”

"Why go back? The Great Prophet wants me to follow you, and I listen to the Great Prophet the most! Shui Butian asked rhetorically.

"Even if I'm the one who is the blessed one, you don't have to follow me, do you? It's still early for the Twins to come! Jing An retorted.

How could he allow a turtle to lie on his head, although this turtle is cute, but it is also a turtle, is it good? This is going to be a turtle swaying around, that picture, tsk, I can't bear to look at it directly!

"Boy, this king is lying on your head to give you face, understand?" Shui Butian said in an old-fashioned manner: "If it weren't for the [blessing] of the prophet, the ghost would be willing to lie on your doomed head!" ”

"What bad luck?" Jing An's heart was inexplicable when he heard the word "doom", since he woke up from a coma, he had always felt that his condition was very problematic, but he didn't know where the problem came from, at first he only thought it was the sequelae of transforming into a blood demon, and then there was the reason why his body was weakened by Yun Chu's bloodsucking too much, but after so long, this situation has continued to exist, and there are signs of strengthening, which is very wrong, at this time, when he heard Shui Butian mention the word "doom", his intuition told him, It is likely that this "bad luck" is the result of his own situation.

"Bad luck is bad luck, what else can it be!" Shui Butian changed his comfortable posture and explained: "If you have to say what it is, it means bad luck, and it is rare to see such a bad luck as yours!" ”

"Is this any harm to me?" Jing An asked.

"Huh, harm? It's terrible to have little knowledge! "Water replenishes the sky with contempt.

Jing An's face darkened, he was actually despised by a turtle, and he despised ......!

"Do you know that even a legendary, legendary-level professional powerhouse is in danger of falling once he is riddled with bad luck? Not to mention that you are a small junior professional, if it weren't for the blessing of the prophet, you would have died no less than a hundred times at the level of your current doom! "The way of schadenfreude is replenished by water.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't need to look for a prophet when I die, I can just go back to the picturesque Yunmengze to sleep!" Jing An didn't care.

"Damn, how many times have I told you, this king is not a turtle, he is a dragon turtle!" Shui Butian grabbed Jing An's hair indiscriminately and emphasized: "Next time you say that this king is a turtle, this king will be polite to you!" In fact, this king has nothing to do about this bad luck, after all, this is something that even the legendary powerhouses shy away from! ”

"Then tell me what kind of bad luck is it to be haunted by bad luck?" Jing An asked in a relenting position.

"How do I know this, this king has never been haunted by bad luck!" Shui Butian rolled his eyes and added: "Anyway, all kinds of unlucky things that can't happen will come to the door, for example, a meteorite from the sky will hit you on the head!" For example, two strong men are fighting a hundred miles away, and an aftermath just floats over and kills you! For example, what kind of assessment did you receive, do you think it is possible to complete it without the help of this king? ”

"Could it be that Sect Zhang gave himself an impossible assessment so abnormally, because bad luck was secretly affecting him?" Thinking of this, Jing An frowned, if this conclusion was correct, then there would definitely be no less trouble in the future.