That Xiuxian is Xun.

It takes about an hour for a five-seater car to drive from the northwest corner of the city to Yuan'an Road in the southeast corner.

On the smooth road, Luo Shiqin turned on her phone and turned off the screen. The bleak light shone on her cheeks, and her expression became more serious as it entered her eyes.

The digital clock has reached 7:30 in the evening.

Nearly four hours had passed since they set out, and looking out the window, the sun in the distant sky had set and sunk into the horizon, leaving no trace of sunlight.

Without the sun, the entire sky visible to the human eye was black, with only the lightning accumulated in the clouds flashing from time to time, bringing a brief but suffocating brightness.

There were three people sitting in the back seat of the car. Shang Kaixun sat behind the driver's seat, followed by Fan Ji, and finally Luo Shiqin.

While Xia Yi was concentrating on driving, he couldn't help but look back. The rearview mirror in the car clearly illuminated the three people in the back seat:

The senior student was looking down at her phone, seemingly reading some news; Shang Kaixun was sitting in the car, but he took out the jade sword and held it in his arms. His expression was still as dull as ever, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away.

But the strangest one is indeed the young man named "Fan Ji".

He seemed to be unable to sense the special atmosphere in the back seat and tried to strike up a conversation with the monk with a joking smile.

"What's your name, little brother? We seem to be getting along well. How about we get to know each other?"

"How old are you, little brother? Do you have a girlfriend? What is your relationship with that little girl?"

"Little brother, you are so handsome. You can tell at a glance that you inherited it from your parents?"

Xia Yi: …

He was somewhat impressed by Shang Kaixuan's ability to keep his emotions under wraps - luckily Senior Luo had the foresight to let Shang Kaixuan sign a contract, otherwise this guy named Fan Ji would probably not even know how he died!

Watching Shang Kaihuan's increasingly serious expression in the rearview mirror, Xia Yi was afraid that he would really draw his sword and give Fan Jilai a chilling blow. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Shang Kaihuan's reply first.

"Still burning, not knowing, one hundred and nineteen, no, Tao couple, no parents."

Xia Yi was stunned for a long time before he realized that Shang Kaihuan was answering Fan Ji's previous question.

However...

There was a silence on his face.

I feel like no matter which answer he gets, he'll be eager to complain.

"Ah?" He saw that Fan Ji didn't seem to expect this answer either, and then he frowned sympathetically and sighed, "You are so pitiful. You don't even have a father or a mother, and your partner doesn't have a good relationship with you. How can you be so miserable?"

Xia Yi: “……?”

He finally heard something was wrong.

This young man named Fan Ji, whether it's the way he speaks or his questioning tone, does he want some tea?

Shang Kaixun, who was originally looking out the window, turned his head and stared at the young man in front of him with his bottomless black eyes.

Fan Ji's expression remained unchanged, still looking back at him with a slightly sympathetic expression, and then he patted Shang Kaihuan's shoulder with a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Don't be discouraged, little brother," he said with an incredibly big smile on his face, "at least you are luckier than me."

What is lucky?

Weren’t you struck by lightning?

Xia Yi swallowed the complaint that was about to come out of his mouth, not wanting to get involved in this smokeless dispute at all.

The car moved forward, and before we were halfway there, it was already completely dark.

There were a few cars passing by on the motorway. He turned on the low beam, and the clear light broke through the deep darkness, showing the way forward for the people in the car.

Perhaps because it was pitch dark around them, the originally fragmented sounds were amplified countless times.

Xia Yi was driving the car, and when he had free time, he looked towards the passenger seat - Senior Sister Yan had become unusually quiet since Shang Kaixun and others got in the car. Before, when they were alone in the car, they could still talk a little to ease the tense atmosphere, but now there was completely silence.

There was a soft white ball on the passenger seat. The clothes that Yu Yu had previously draped over Yan Yurong helped a lot. Not only did it block Yu Han's sight, it also blocked the sight of other people who accidentally passed by.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yan Yurong kept gesturing with the water-based pen in her hand. Her pair of brown-black pupils were a little dilated, and her mind kept simulating the action of writing on the blank yellow talisman paper in her hand.

Before getting on the bus, Senior Luo handed her a blank talisman paper and sent her a message asking her to help draw a talisman.

Yan Yurong: ...

Are you serious, senior?

How could she possibly draw talismans? !

Then Senior Luo sent me a message and a picture.

Yan Yurong clicked it and fell silent.

If that's the case...she would indeed be able to do it, but isn't it a bit too outrageous to write it on talisman paper?

Forget it, Senior Luo must have her reasons for doing this.

During this period of time, the junior schoolgirl sat in the passenger seat and slowly wrote on the yellow talisman paper with the water-based pen that the senior schoolgirl had given her.

By the way, are talismans written by laymen really useful? Or is it true that as long as Luo uses it herself, no matter who wrote it, it will work?

Could it be that Senior Sister is a master who hides himself in the city...

Just as his thoughts were wandering for a moment, Yan Yurong pulled him back. She lowered her head, and to others she looked like she was sleeping, but in fact she was writing furiously with her head down.

Even the sound of pen and paper rubbing against each other was quickly drowned out by the idle chatter of the people in the back seat.

Xia Yi did notice that something was wrong with her, but he looked up at the chattering Fan Ji and Shang Kaixun who were forced to bear everything in the rearview mirror, and thought that he should not make any noise to attract their attention.

"Shut up!"

After being harassed for three red and green lights, Shang Kaixun finally couldn't stand it anymore, his black pupils were full of murderous intent. The jade sword in his right hand kept trembling, as if he could pull it out in the next second to cut Fan Ji's throat.

The threatened young man shrank his shoulders and his expression became extremely aggrieved, then he followed Shang Kaihuan's instructions and calmed down.

During this period, Luo Shiqin ignored the grievances between the two people. She took out her mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while, then clicked on the local news.

#Thunderstorms continue in the city center, reminding the public to reduce unnecessary travel#

#The weather forecast predicts no rain in the next week, only thunderstorms! #

#What does this strange phenomenon indicate? Experts say#

…

This unusual thunderstorm has apparently attracted the attention of some bored netizens, who have started to talk about it on social media. But so far, no one has realized the seriousness of the incident.

After all, there are still many thunderstorms in Luo Shiqin's hometown during the transition from spring to summer. As long as the strong winds and heavy rains do not flood the city to half a person's height, citizens still go to work and school as usual. What's more, now it is just thunder and not rain, so not many people are worried.

However...

As her finger slid across the screen, Luo Shiqin saw some familiar news items.

#Wolong Road, a young cyclist was struck by lightning on the street! #

#How unlucky does a person have to be to be struck by lightning? #

#The boy struck by lightning was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and is in critical condition#

#Not afraid of danger! The taxi driver decisively lent a helping hand#

It seems that Wang Lei was not struck by lightning later, which is a good thing.

Luo Shiqin looked at the blurred pictures of the injured on the news report and lowered her eyes.

Unfortunately, this is just the beginning. If this thunderstorm cannot be ended, more tragedies will occur in the future.

And the suspect who caused the thunderstorm was right next to her.

Saying that Fan Ji is a suspect is not just a random guess by Luo Shiqin. Although in reality, there is no direct evidence to prove that it is him, many details and settings that others cannot know are the key for Luo Shiqin to designate him as the mastermind.

If Luo Shiqin didn't know that everything that was happening now was in the life book "Seeking Destiny and Asking the Way" with Shang Kaixian as the protagonist, then she would have many guesses about the mastermind behind the scenes.

After all, there are many differences between reality and fiction.

But this is indeed a novel. This group of people are struggling to survive in the life novel "Seeking Destiny and Asking the Way".

If we follow the storyline of the best-selling novel -

[…He looked up at the sky blankly. He didn’t know when the dark clouds from the city had already reached the top of his head in the suburbs. There was someone…up there?]

Part of the content of "The Biography of Wang Lei" in Taxi Driver has already foreshadowed "Searching for Destiny" and the mastermind behind it for the "readers".

The life book of Jiang Gao, the owner of the bombing party hall, also clearly points out a person who has a close relationship with thunderstorms.

According to the novel routine, the characters that appeared in "The Legend of Wang Lei" and "The Legend of Jiang Gao" are most likely the same person.

It can be seen that the author of "Seeking Fate and Asking the Way" should be a person who likes to grasp details, and the reason why Luo Shiqin can determine that this person is Fan Ji is precisely because of the "details".

【“But luck is also part of strength, right Weiwei?”

"...My luck is not that good. My best luck came when I met Weiwei."

"——Miss, I'm very lucky."】

Luo Shiqin was deeply impressed by the young man's loud emphasis not long ago.

The more people lack something, the more they want to possess it and the more they want to prove it.

The more unfortunate life is, the more we want happiness.

Luo Shiqin turned her head and looked at Fan Ji who was chattering to Shang Kaixian. The other party paused, as if he had noticed something, then shut up and slowly turned his head.

After all, even if it was fake luck, it was what he dreamed of.

"——Miss, what's wrong?"

Fan Ji smiled particularly cheerfully, which was completely different from the existence described in the side story of "The Biography of Jiang Gao".

However, if one is a cultivator, it seems understandable that he would know some secret techniques.

As she thought about this, Luo Shiqin's peripheral vision fell on a cultivator who had been slashing with a sword.

Luo Shiqin: …

Shouldn't the world of cultivating immortals advocate all-round development? It's understandable to be partial to a certain subject.

"Eh~" Perhaps because she didn't reply, Fan Ji approached her and said with a long tone, "Am I so good-looking that even the young lady was stunned?"

"You are so narcissistic." Luo Shiqin replied expressionlessly, "Judging from your face, you have a lot of luck in your life."

There was a quick cough from the front seat. She looked up and saw the little boy rubbing his nose and pretending to be serious.

Fan Ji didn't care. Rather, his eyes lit up immediately because of Luo Shiqin's words.

It was really bright! When Luo Shiqin turned her eyes back to him, she was almost blinded by the light.

"Young lady, will you take advantage of me?" His tone became anxious, and he couldn't help but smile. "Is there something missing in my life? What kind of oil is missing? Can you replenish it?"

"Look at me, look at me, what do I look like?"

Luo Shiqin bit her tongue and tried to swallow the word "爱老虎油".

She was afraid that if she said it out loud, the car would slip and overturn due to the oil.

The book of life on Fan Ji's head is still being updated, and the content of his chapter is equal to the number of words in all the chapters that Luo Shiqin had read before.

Moreover, with the other party's chatterbox harassing her, it was difficult for her to concentrate on understanding the content of this chapter. Luo Shiqin could only perfunctorily answer him: "I can't tell."

Fan Ji drawled out his voice: "Miss—sister—"

[…This girl doesn’t seem to be lying.]

This put Pan Ji in a difficult position.

It seems that she and Weiwei are not from the same school.

Maybe he thought too much about this person. Maybe he could kill him just by moving his fingers——】

Luo Shiqin: …

I don't get angry easily, but you forced me to do this.

She suddenly turned around, looked at Fan Ji and whispered, "Which one is real, your face or your name?"

Little guy, I called you 'Fan Ji' before just for show to give you face. I wanted to cooperate with your performance to see what you would do. Do you really dare to dance like a lawless person in front of me?

The young man was startled.

Afterwards, Luo Shiqin had the good fortune to see the book of life above his head refreshing madly again.

Then, as expected, it got stuck.

Luo Shiqin: …

Is your life book any good?