Chapter Seventy-Five: Don't Accept Your Fate

The man had already made up his mind, his body was sensitive, and he swept down the mountain like a puff of smoke, Dong Nanyan couldn't catch up for a while, so he had to return to the top of the mountain, and said to Ye Zhiqiu with a fist: "Senior Sister Ye." ”

Ye Zhiqiu smiled lightly, "Senior brother, it's your business to go down the mountain to practice, and I won't interfere." ”

Dong Nanyan was helpless, it was obvious that the ghost who had been following the little boy just now was just a chess piece, and the person who really had any intentions for the little boy should be the man who ran away at great speed.

"But..."

Seeing Dong Nanyan's appearance, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said: "Since it is the first time that the junior brother has asked the senior sister, it is a little unreasonable for the senior sister not to do something." ”

In Dong Nan's unspeakable surprise, the woman stretched out her hand and stretched out her hand in the direction of the man's escape.

The man who had already fled down the mountain did not have time to rejoice, his body was uncontrollable, and he rushed backwards to the top of the mountain at a faster speed than he had escaped.

"Senior brother, I'll leave the rest to you. ”

"Thank you, Senior Sister Ye. ”

The man holding the ball was shocked, but found that he was already surrounded by a group, and the man said coldly: "Who are you?"

Qi Daozhen shouted: "You thing that drives ghosts and harms people, you dare to ask who we are, what are your intentions for children?"

"Attempt?"

The man shouted: "What do you know, I am observing this child, planning to take him as an apprentice, who are you here, intervening here." ”

Song Jieyi stood beside the little boy and asked, "Do you know him?"

The little boy shook his head and whispered, "I don't know him." ”

"Boy, you went to the opposite hill today to pick fruit, didn't you? Yesterday you hummed a little song down the mountain, didn't you? Last month, you cut your leg by a branch at the bottom of the mountain, and you scrubbed your wound by the stream, yes or no?"

Dong Nanyan looked at the little boy, who nodded, "How do you know?"

The man snorted coldly, "I saw that you have some bones and want to accept you as a disciple, but I never thought that I was caught by this group of people today, boy, run away, I can't make sure that this group of people has any evil intentions." ”

"Heh, you guy still dare to hit a rake. Ye Zhi saw the man splashing dirty water indiscriminately, and when she lifted the Wanqing Sword, she wanted to poke a few holes in the man's body.

Stopping Ye Zhi, unable to figure out whether what the man said was true or false, Dong Nanyan asked, "Since you said that you want to accept this child as a disciple, why do you want to send that powerful ghost to follow?"

The man sneered, "I want you to take care of my disciples, who are you?"

"Dong Gongzi. Qi Daozhen took out a talisman from his arms and said: "I happen to have a heart-calling talisman here, stick it on my body, and I will say what is in my heart, so I might as well give it a try." ”

"Hehehe, Heartcaller, you scheming fellows, don't want to get anything from me, boy, you see, this group of people is not a good thing, you must not believe them. ”

"Today, I prove myself with my death. ”

In the shock of Dong Nanyan and his party, the man bit his tongue and committed suicide and fell into the snow.

"This...", I didn't expect the man to bite his tongue and commit suicide, Qi Daozhen's face was embarrassed, could it be that he really misunderstood others.

"Why did you die?", Ye Zhi said sullenly.

Covering the little boy's eyes to prevent him from seeing this picture, Song Jieyi said softly: "Don't worry, we are not bad people." ”

With a move of his hand, the hollowed-out ball was instantly grabbed by Ye Zhiqiu in his hand, and after looking at it for a moment, the woman was apologetic, and Dong Nanyan, who was closing the man's eyes, said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't blame yourself, he deserves it." ”

Walking to the little boy and motioning for Song Jieyi to let go of his hand, Ye Zhiqiu looked directly at the boy and asked, "Did you hear what he said just now?"

The boy nodded and hurriedly said, "I don't think you're bad people, but..."

The little boy pointed to the man who fell to the ground, "I don't know if he's a bad guy or not." ”

"He's not a bad guy?"

Ye Zhiqiu chuckled, and in the confusion of Dong Nanyan and others, he threw the ball to the little boy, "Catch it." ”

I don't know what the woman is going to do, but for this cold woman, the little boy is a little afraid in his heart, and takes the ball.

The moment the little boy took the ball, the dragon's groan sounded on the top of the mountain.

In the eyes of Dong Nanyan and others, the previously plain little boy was full of a rich sea-like atmosphere, majestic and solemn, and the brightly lit city in the distance complemented each other.

Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, "Guozuo luck." ”

Panting heavily, the ball seemed to be full, and the astonishing aura on the little boy dissipated, and he half-knelt on the ground.

Dong Nanyan helped the boy up, "Are you okay?"

"Senior sister, what's going on?"

Recovering that frosty face, Ye Zhiqiu said indifferently: "This child carries the luck of the Barrier Forest Country. ”

Probably thinking it was a bit of an eyesore, the woman waved her hand casually, and the corpse that wanted to hide the secret and committed suicide by biting her tongue dissipated, Ye Zhiqiu sneered: "The round ball in this person's hand has been carefully crafted, and it can absorb dragon qi and national fortune from this child. ”

Gently tapped a few acupuncture veins on the boy's body to help him stabilize his unstable luck, Ye Zhiqiu said calmly: "Little guy, don't rely on my junior brother, the reason why this person can clearly know your every move is that he must have been eyeing you for a long time, maybe how many times he has absorbed his luck, if it wasn't for our discovery this time, when all your luck is taken out, you will not be able to escape death." ”

The boy who was panting for breath knew that what the woman said should be true, and it was true that there were times in the past, he would feel extremely uncomfortable in his body like now, and he thought that he was suffering from some difficult disease, but now that he thinks about it, it should be like what the woman said, what kind of luck and the like were unconsciously smoked by the man.

Not understanding why he had luck in his body, the little boy waved his hand and said, "Sister, don't worry, I don't blame this brother, thank you for saving me today." ”

Ye Zhiqiu sighed lightly, at this time, it stands to reason that the little boy should not ask what is Guozuo Qi Luck, why is there Guozuo Qi Luck in his body?

The woman asked, "You don't wonder why this man is doing this to you, why do you have the luck of a country with a handicap? Or do you already know it?"

The little boy shook his head, what kind of national luck, since he can remember, it is an old man who is taking care of him, and the old man just calls him Xiulin, but what is the surname, the child never knows.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned, just based on what the little boy remembered, he couldn't deduce anything at all.

The woman smiled in surprise and said, "You don't want to beg me and let me help you solve these problems?"

The little boy chuckled, "It doesn't matter what it is. ”

Picking up the fruits scattered on the snow, the boy squeezed out a smile, "In this world, everyone has everyone's life, maybe my life is like this." ”

"It's good to eat and sleep well. ”

The boy bent down again and picked up the fruit, which had not yet been filled tonight. ”

Suddenly, the boy who bent down to pick up the fruit was slightly stunned, and someone grabbed his arm.

In the snowstorm at night, the man who straightened the boy's waist said softly.

"Don't accept your fate. ”