Under Fang Wuwei's surprised eyes, Zong Zheng Si Chen knocked on the edge of the bowl with chopsticks again, and then said with a smile:

"Uncle Fang, although Shangguan ~ the eldest young master ~ is the biggest traitor in the God Realm, there are many traitors in the God Realm, including me, a fantasy god. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info So you don't have to worry too much, just protect Boss Shangguan well, haha. ”

Hearing this, Fang Wuwei's heart was slightly relieved, after all, this Zongzheng Sichen should not be an enemy. But as soon as Fang Wuwei thought of the word enemy, his heart immediately rose again, and he slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Fang Wuwei asked with some difficulty:

"Then I can ask again. Is Boss Shangguan a god? I think.. ”

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent wins all battles. The former Wang Junkai and the current Zongzheng Si Chen both said that Shangguan Aolin was very strong, but now he didn't know anything about where Shangguan Aolin was strong. Besides, if he knew what kind of god Shangguan Aolin was, maybe he would also be able to understand what god Shangguan Aolin had betrayed, or what kind of "god" would appear as an enemy beside his group.

"I can't."

Before Fang Wuwei could finish speaking, Zong Zheng Si Chen interrupted Fang Wu Wei's words, obviously not wanting to mention more about the life experiences of the landlords and tenants, and then Zong Zheng Si Chen looked at Fang Wu Wei with his unique dead fish eyes and said:

"But I can tell you where Shakyamuni is."

"You scumbag high school student said that the yarn of Shakyamuni?! I didn't ask you where Shakyamuni was! You're a brain. Fang Wuwei stood up vigorously and complained towards the Sect Administration Division.

It's just that halfway through the complaint, Fang Wuwei suddenly wondered, why did Zongzheng Sichen suddenly mention Shakyamuni in Buddhism at this time? If you talk about it according to the way of normal people, you will definitely say something related to Shangguan Aolin! Could it be that ... Shangguan Aolin is Shakyamuni?!

Thinking of this, Fang Wuwei suddenly shifted his gaze to Shangguan Aolin.

Shangguan Aolin was wearing a gray blue suit, with half-length black hair, and a still handsome but somewhat tired face, except that the whole person was like an earthworm on a rainy day, slumped on a chair and slewd, he was simply a living prince. (I don't know how to see it, though.) ）

"That's right." Fang Wuwei looked at Fa Shangguan Aolin and muttered to himself, "Isn't Sakyamuni a certain prince?" Boss Shangguan's goods are also among the powerful, maybe. Maybe! Maybe the boss of Shangguan is Shakyamuni! ”

Fang Wuwei was as if he had discovered some secret, and his whole person became excited, and he turned his head and looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen with enthusiasm and asked:

"What you want to express means that Boss Shangguan is Shakyamuni, right?"

It's just that as soon as Fang Wuwei's words were finished, Zong Zheng Si Chen instantly looked at Fang Wuwei with disdain and said:

"Huh? Uncle, did you have a broken head? Sakyamuni has a woolen relationship with Shangguan Aolin? ”

After finishing speaking, Zong Zheng Sichen clasped his ears with his fingers, as if he had heard something mentally retarded and wanted to take it out.

Fang Wuwei was stunned, and immediately felt that the tens of millions of **** in his heart were no longer controllable, and they were about to rush from the boundary of the earth to space, fly to the vast universe, and conquer the stars and seas of the universe.

"Your sister! Then you tell me where Shakyamuniqiang has a hair?! ”

"It's useless, I just want to talk about it. You see, Buddhism was introduced to China and suppressed Taoism. Buddhism was introduced to neon and suppressed the belief in Ise Jingu. Isn't it great that many parts of Asia believe in Buddhism? Sure enough, as a god of faith, Shakyamuni is still very strong. ”

After Zong Zheng Si Chen finished lazily, he yawned slightly, revealing a slightly tired look. It seems that after saying so much, he gradually lost interest and had no intention of talking more.

After listening to what Zongzheng Si Chen said, Fang Wuwei, who was standing, slid to the chair as if he had been defeated, pressed his right hand on his head, and silently thought in his heart, why he encountered such a brain wreck.

"Forget it."

Fang Wuwei shook his head according to his head, and then asked towards Zong Zheng Si Chen:

"You're a high school student here to toss me, aren't you? Why do you always look like you can't get along with me? ”

"No, no, Uncle Fang, why can't I get along with you?" Zong Zheng Si Chen smiled slightly and refuted Fang Wuwei. Although his face is slightly tired, it still makes people feel that the sun is fresh and harmless, and he is still a refreshing teenager.

"It's just Uncle Fang, the way of heaven is reincarnated, everything has a cause and effect, I just followed the way of heaven."

Although Zong Zheng Si Chen didn't say it explicitly, Fang Wuwei felt the taste of ridicule.

"What is the reincarnation of heaven, everything has cause and effect, you don't mean that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, right? I didn't offend a high school student like you. ”

Zong Zheng Si Chen neither nodded nor shook his head, just looked at Fang Wuwei and said:

"There is only one word 'fate' in the world that is difficult to understand, isn't it?"

Fang Wuwei was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer, so he had to look at Zong Zheng Si Chen in a daze. After all, this high school student-like teenager actually said such a second-class thing casually, which is really commendable.

Zong Zheng Si Chen looked at Fang Wuwei as if he was nostalgic for something in the past, until Fang Wuwei's scalp was a little numb and his legs were subconsciously together, Zong Zheng Si Chen looked out the window.

Outside the window, on the opposite side of the riverbank, on the red and white tower, a round of slanting sun slowly sets. The jagged high-rise buildings are like carefully retouched gardening, one is a stone, the other is a flower branch, but they all have an indescribable pleasing feeling. Presumably, that is the beauty that can only be achieved by the interweaving of human wisdom and beauty. And these different sciences that are intertwined with each other are just like the word "fate" between people, which is tied by and connected by people.

"Uncle Fang."

Zong Zheng Si Chen reluctantly looked away from the scenery outside the window, looked at Fang Wuwei and said with a smile:

"Whether it is a lonely god or a god who is admired by all people, don't they all exist because of the word 'fate'? And the 'fate' we met today ends here. I'm almost full and ready to go, and at last it's a friendship show, and I'll tell you a little bit more. ”

Fang Wuwei frowned, thinking that Zong Zheng Si Chen, a high school student, would stay for a while after saying so much, but he didn't expect to leave so soon. But.. Is it just to fill your stomach?! If you want to eat it, you can't cook your own instant noodles!

Fang Wuwei's mouth opened, and in the end he only said two words:

"Say it."

Zong Zheng Sichen looked around the dining table, except for Fang Wuwei, the rest were either sleeping soundly, or on the way to sleep soundly, and the porcelain doll-like little Lori Wu Meng was also playing with her own things, and few of them were listening to themselves seriously.

Sighing again, Zongzheng Sichen said to Wu Wei on the other side: "Uncle Fang, listen well. ”

Fang Wuwei nodded: "Hmm." ”

"I'm here this time, just for those strange things that happened in the Realm. That is, what you have wondered before, the sudden bankruptcy of the rich and the sudden appearance of terrorists and molecules.

To be honest, I didn't intend to do anything about this kind of trouble. But you guys are really slow, so I came to you to take a look, but I didn't expect you to be dangling around like a family. I can't help it, now I'm going to help you and tell you who's behind it. ”

Zong Zheng Si Chen still had a slightly immature countenance, revealing the seriousness that should not be at this age, staring at Fang Wuwei's eyes and saying:

"It's just that I've come to you with the image of the god, and you don't care. In that case, I can only say it clearly now. ”

And speaking of this, Zong Zheng Si Chen's voice gradually became quieter, just like a candle flame that was gradually extinguishing in the middle of the night, only Fang Wuwei could barely hear it clearly.

And as Zong Zheng Si Chen slowly said the information about the mastermind behind the scenes, Fang Wuwei was like a hammer in the hands of a sweating blacksmith for a while, knocking on the bottom of his heart one by one, and striking out a brilliant red iron flower.

It was also at this time that the waning sunset, exuding a blood-red afterglow, sprinkled all over the box where Fang Wu was staying for his party.

"Uncle Fang. We'll see you soon, right? ”

"Hmm... Goodbye! ”