"It's come to this, and it's useless to talk about it, is it? I have made up my mind, and since you don't want me to see him one last time, send me on your way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhen raised his pointed chin and his eyes were stubborn, and it was conceivable that he was a determined guy whether he was a human or a ghost.

"Are you all together?"

Yuan Su lowered his eyes and asked Bodhi absentmindedly.

"I have the opportunity to see the legendary Fate Dial, how could I miss such an opportunity?"

Bodhizi sneered, his eyes shining, as if Yuan Su was his lover in his previous life.

He had already planned that if Yuan Su refused to take him, he would be dead in the end.

"Go, go, the fate is uncertain, once it affects you, I don't care."

Yuan Su issued a final warning.

Bodhizi looked eager to take it, Yang Muqing looked indifferent, Yuan Su felt that he didn't have a lot of luck with this pair of masters and apprentices who were not very tall in the art but bold, and sighed slightly.

"Let's follow."

He was in front, Zhen followed closely, and Bodhi Zi asked Yang Muqing to walk behind Zhen and cut off himself.

The Divine Palace was actually a dangerous place, and he knew much better than Yang Muqing.

Yuan Su came to the middle of the three lanes behind the candlestick.

He didn't hold the lamp, he just made an unlocking motion in the void, and then walked up.

Strange to say, there is no end in sight to this road, but as long as you keep moving forward, you can always see the road under your feet.

But as he gradually deepened, Yang Muqing felt that the breath on his face became more and more cold, the natural pressure became more and more terrifying, and the inexplicable pressure on his body and mind became more and more intense, it was not the kind of pressure that was pressed by heavy stones, but it seemed that he was under a barren vast world, no matter how he ran, he couldn't find the direction to get out of this world, it was a kind of powerless despair, which made him feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Bodhizi's mana has not yet reached the time limit for recovery, and he is not very comfortable at this time, his face is pale, his lips are blue, and his heart and chest seem to be blocked, so that he can't see through, and he also gives birth to a lot of boredom for no reason, like a person who is so sick that life is worse than death.

People are still like this, as a ghost Zhen is even more embarrassed, the unique entity of the ghost can't be maintained at this time, not only has it become a phantom, but this phantom is like a candle flickering in front of the window on a snowy night, which may be extinguished at any time.

This road seems to have no end, and it doesn't seem to be much majestic on the outside, and there is actually a way to compress space in the temple, walking in a folded space, naturally it will not be very comfortable, if it is not for the strong Yuan family bloodline to open the way in front, Bodhi Zi will suffer a hundred times more uncomfortable.

"Here we are."

They left the trail and came to a low but wide stone chamber.

Yuan Su casually opened a dark grid on the wall, and a delicate bronze eagle appeared inside, and the eagle's eyes were also made of fluorescent stone, the fluorescence was not bright, but it was just enough to see the entire stone room.

There is no superfluous furnishings in this stone room, only a huge disc on the ground, the disc is engraved with complex lines that people can't imagine, these lines are like flowing water, constantly changing, and you will be flustered and short of breath when you look at it, the text on it is from ancient oracle bone inscriptions to traditional characters, one by one, densely packed, every word seems to hide a profound meaning, at first glance, it seems to be revisiting thousands of years of human history.

In the center of the disc there is a huge and towering stone needle, the stone needle is engraved with humans and beasts, those lines do not look like paintings, nor do they look like carvings, they actually look like natural stone patterns, and it is called "needle" because its shape is very similar to "needle", but in essence it can be more than three times thicker than Yang Muqing's arm.

The whole stone plate exudes the ancient divine majesty of heaven and earth, as if your life is just a fleeting thin line in it, as worthless as a mayfly, as untraceable as last night's dream.

This is the fate of the sundial.

Except for Yuan Su, the other two people and ghosts were obviously shocked.

"Tut-tut, no matter how you look at it, it's an antique, how valuable it should be!"

The first person to break the silence and dare to speak out so loudly is naturally Bodhizi.

Yang Muqing shook his head with a wry smile, worried that his unreliable little master would offend the gods, he originally didn't believe in these, but the fate of the sundial was obviously not artificially chiseled, and it could only be sent by divine power to have such a great magical power.

actually used such secular words to describe the sundial, if the sundial had a spirit, I don't know if it would be angry.

"Since I inherited the Yuan family, I haven't used the Yuan Dial, and if it weren't for Yuan Sheng, I wouldn't use it today."

Although Yuan Su's words are chilling, it is an indisputable fact, it is not easy for him to be merciful to a little ghost, let alone one of the three treasures of opening Yuan Ying Villa for him.

"I understand."

Zhen pushed the broken hair of his sideburns behind his ears, and his face was as pale as water, calm as usual.

"My decision today is actually extremely selfish, otherwise I should have let that stupid boy from Yuan Sheng come here, instead of letting you bear this."

"I understand."

Zhen has never left the edge of the sundial since he entered this stone chamber, and it is very nervous to face the unknown fate, but its heart is indeed very calm, because this is the solution it has been seeking, or rather, the way of destruction.

"Is it worth it?"

It was not Yuan Su's style to ask this sentence, and he didn't necessarily want to hear this answer, but he still asked, not puzzled, but a little helpless.

"I just want him to live well, no matter what the outcome is, he won't be worse off than he is now. And no matter what kind of ending I face, it is not necessarily worse than entering reincarnation, and I am not stupid. ”

Zhen tried to laugh, but he didn't laugh.

If the fate dial is really God's will, who can predict God's joy and anger, and when has God ever reasoned with everyone and ghosts? Whether the fate of the two people is good or bad, but there is a chance to rewrite it once, as for whether the hand of rewriting is benevolent or black, who can question it?

After all, you are the one who wants to change your fate, so you can only bear everything.