Ling Kunluo's mood didn't seem to be very good, and there was still a little melancholy in his eyes, and several classmates wanted to go forward to chase him, but he stopped him.

"The ball is destroyed and the dream is destroyed, this is probably fate, right?"

Ling Kunluo was unexpectedly surprised by such a sentence, and Mu Wenyi on the side was stunned. There are rumors in the market that the reason why Kun Luo can sit firmly in the position of boss is only because of his courage and ruthlessness.

Ling Kunluo is handsome, and when he first entered the Bafang Vocational High School, the call to be the boss was particularly high, and almost 90% of the female compatriots in the school plus 50% of the boys supported him.

But the competitors were not convinced, and the two agreed to have a boxing match, which ended in a draw.

In order to distinguish the winner and loser, the two began to compete again, which made Kunluo think of a brilliant idea, the dock tower is located in the south of the city, and there is a small aisle at the top of the tower, which is used for the activities of workers when they usually repair the circuit.

As long as the two climb the tower and have a duel in the aisle, the winner can become the school boss.

Who thought that the competitor later, but he was too scared to go up, so he also lost, and the competitor also became a joke in the school.

But now that I saw the deity, I didn't expect such a legendary figure to be a sentimental guy.

Without waiting for Mu Wenyi to speak, Ling Kunluo turned his head to him first and said hello.

"What, your name is Mu Wenyi?"

Mu Wenyi nodded.

"I heard that you are particularly interested in the things of fate, I thought that fortune-telling was just a hobby of some Taoist priests or older guys, but I didn't expect that you are young, as a new youth in the new era, you want to believe in these?"

"Senior Ling!" Mu Wenyi suddenly interrupted Ling Kunluo's words. Ling Kunluo was stunned, he had heard that there was a classmate who did not want to call the boss the boss, but he didn't expect it to be the "celebrity" in front of him.

He was in no mood to correct it, and listened quietly to Mu Wenyi's answer.

"Senior Ling, I think you're wrong, I like to study fate, but the function of fate is an equation with infinite charm but no standard answer, and the answer is infinitely varied.

As for the fortune teller, he just casually gave an answer to this equation, just like we were asked in the high school entrance examination, so studying fate is not the same as fortune telling.

On the other hand, I hate those tricked magicians very much, do you think they can be believed? ”

"Yes, charlatans will only deceive and deceive, and I hate this kind of people the most. Ling Kunluo suddenly threw the mineral water bottle on the ground and stomped it flat with his foot.

It seems that Boss Ling must have been deceived, Mu Wenyi said in his heart.

Today's strategy of choosing to use him to deter Zhang Shuoran is also correct.

was secretly proud, and suddenly heard Ling Kunluo say again, "Little brother Wenyi, it's rare that we are like-minded, you will be my little brother in the future."

As my little brother, do you know what this symbol? Elite, the people around the boss, also known as the insider, hehe, even those class bosses have to give you face.

”

Mu Wenyi listened, for fear that he would force himself to call him the boss, and he hated the "boss" atmosphere of the school the most. He believes that this negative system will hurt the fortune of the whole school, and as a researcher of fate, he must change it.

Fortunately, Ling Kunluo didn't care so much about the title of "boss" like Zhang Shuoran, he just said, "Just accept you as an insider, I'm afraid that other brothers will not be convinced, you have to do one thing for the boss, that is called a name vote, you must have heard of it." ”

The devil wants to do things for this underworld organization.

Mu Wenyi scolded angrily in his heart, and was about to refute, only to hear Ling Kunluo continue, "This matter is not difficult, as long as you smash the Taoist hall of the Jianghu Taoist priest who deceived me for me and help me get angry, this name will be there." ”

What kind of gym is it, dare to deceive the little overlord in this position, Mu Wenyi was interested for a while, and he also hated those Jianghu warlocks. In recent years, charlatans seem to have become a symbol of "wealth", they take advantage of the weakness of human nature to deceive and deceive, and have no bottom line in order to make money.

Of course, it's not all, there is also a kind of fool like Shen Liang, who is not happy in life but believes in fortune-telling very much, and later became a soothsayer in order to make a living.

But they are extremely superstitious about their own calculations, and they will not cater to the psychology of the seekers like some charlatans, and the results of the calculations are good or bad are truthfully stated, so the business is not very good.

In the end, this kind of poor person has also become the target of charlatans. The former famous warlock Wang Shuangmu valued Shen Liang's mentality of wanting to make money for his daughter to study in college, and said that he wanted to accept him as an apprentice, but in fact, it was to deceive him into saving up for ten years, and in the end, he only became famous as a master apprentice and left him alone.

Now, Master Wang Shuangmu has been planted and arrested and put in prison, Shen Liang is naturally implicated, and the money invested will never be returned.

Thinking of this, Mu Wenyi felt a heartache, so he nodded, agreed to Ling Kunluo's request, and accepted this "letter of nomination".

Then, Ling Kunluo didn't mention football anymore, called the three brothers, pulled Mu Wenyi to eat, drink, KTV, and all the entertainment activities were paid by Ling Kunluo, and it didn't end until late.

Mu Wenyi gradually understood where the confidence of this "boss" came from, so that Kunluo was generous and righteous, no wonder the status of the boss could always sit firmly.

The next day, Mu Wenyi did not go to class as promised, and together with Ling Kunluo, he was sleepy in class, and came to the school gate, carrying a bulging travel bag on his back, and he didn't know what was in the bag, as if he was going to go on a trip.

Ling Kunluo came in a car, he stared at Mu Wenyi's travel bag, came with a capital surprise, and said, "Little brother Wenyi, what are you doing." ”

Mu Wenyi said lightly, "Senior Ling, let's talk about your mission this time, right?"

Ling Kunluo said, "Since it is a name, it will definitely not be so easy, and our destination this time is a dojo in a valley in Dwarf Mountain, called 'Wuwei Daoguan', although that place is not easy to find, but I have been there once, and I am still a little impressed." ”

Dwarf Tooth Mountain?

Mu Wenyi was stunned in his heart, Dwarf Tooth Mountain is located in a no-man's land in the distant mountains of Bafang City, the mountain road is extremely complicated, even in the hot summer, the night temperature is extreme, and it often encounters foggy weather, like a labyrinth.

The mountains are full of diverse vegetation, and there are many precious herbs that are impossible to see in the city, but what is even more frightening are some unknown poisonous weeds.

In addition, wild snakes and jackals are also often infested, and even some villagers who live against the mountain do not dare to go up the mountain alone. Some explorers who like to explore have only reached the bottom of the mountain and have been blocked back.

He thought that since he was a Taoist priest seeking wealth, the Taoist hall should be built in a place with many tourists, even if the terrain is remote, it should also have a certain reputation.

But if you can attract Ling Kunluo at once, this may be the genius of the builder.

There was also a female classmate who followed Ling Kunluo, her facial features were extremely marked, and she applied light makeup, as if she came out of a painting.

This classmate Mu Wenyi also knows the class flower of the first class of the second year of high school, Mi Yinuo, who was rated as a "good goddess" by the school.

Mi Yinuo didn't call Mu Wenyi like Ling Kunluo, but used the way of communication that students should have, "Wenyi, you haven't said why you are carrying a big travel bag?"