Yan Fei finally stood up straight and sat on the stool next to him. "Mr. Tang's fate has been tampered with. No one dares to tell his fortune. Even if they do, they dare not tell the truth, because whether they tell his fortune or reveal the secrets of heaven, they will encounter the secrets of heaven."
He patted his good leg and continued, "This divination may cripple my leg, or even bring me even greater divine punishment. So, could you please promise to stay with us, regardless of whether this divination is what you want or not?"
"Okay." Mu Cheng knew that Yan Fei did not lie to her. He was willing to risk his own life in exchange for her promise. Why couldn't she agree?
After receiving Mu Cheng's assurance, Yan Fei felt relieved. He asked Tang Nuo for his birth date and time, then took Tang Nuo's hand, pointed at Tang Nuo's fingers, and muttered some incomprehensible language.
After more than ten minutes, Yan Fei let go of Tang Nuo's hand and said with a heavy face, "I don't know which expert you found to save Mr. Tang, but even if he is still alive now, his ultimate fate is still to be reduced to ashes."
"I don't believe it. I don't believe his fate would be like this." Mu Cheng stood up. She couldn't accept such an outcome. How could it be possible? He was a soldier. He had saved many people and had never done anything harmful to others. Why would his fate be like this?
No, it's not.
Absolutely not.
"That's the truth. What's destined is destined. Miss Mu, don't feel that fate is unfair. I know Mr. Tang is a good man in this life, but he must have done something unacceptable in his previous life or previous lives to suffer such a fate."
Yan Fei finished speaking and touched his leg. "If you don't believe me, you can wait and see the divine punishment befall me. The divine punishment should come soon. I have violated the will of heaven twice. I am sure that I will lose more than just a leg."
"Cheng'er, I don't care if there's an afterlife or not. All I want is to be with you forever in this life." Tang Nuo seemed very quiet. He stood up and held Mu Cheng in his arms. "Maybe I was an unforgivable villain in my past lives, and everything I do in this life is just atonement. But fate is not unfair to me. At least I still have you."
Mu Cheng shook her head heavily. "No, it shouldn't be like this."
[Little Chengcheng, don't worry. As long as you practice well and successfully overcome the tribulation in the future, you will be able to ascend to the immortal realm and live as long as heaven and earth.]
"You and the Master are both extremely talented. You will succeed even in this situation. Xiaojiu wants you to know this, just to remind you not to let worldly matters interfere with your cultivation. The Master only has this one chance, so you absolutely cannot miss it."
Xiaojiu's words seemed to reassure Mu Cheng. She took a deep breath and said, "Arnold, let's go!"
Mu Cheng glanced at Yan Fei.
Yan Fei said, "Please notify my grandfather for me. He will arrange for someone to come and pick me up."
Before Mu Cheng could speak, Tang Nuo had already squatted in front of Yan Fei and said, "Come up!"
"Thank you!" Yan Fei thanked him and lay on Tang Nuo.
The three of them returned to the ground together.
The village chief must have known that they would leave and was leading the villagers to move their things.
Tang Ye and his group rushed over. They were relieved when they saw that Tang Nuo and Mu Cheng were fine.
Tang Nuo squatted down and put Yan Fei down. He thought that since he had one leg to use, standing would not be a problem at all. However, as soon as he left, Yan Fei sat down on the ground.
"Chief." Two young men rushed over and helped Yan Fei up.
Yan Fei's legs fell weakly on the ground. He looked at his legs and smiled, "It came so fast."
Just like that, he encountered a natural disaster silently?
Mu Cheng raised her eyebrows, somewhat unconvinced, but still took out a wheelchair from the space and placed it behind Yan Fei. The two young men helped Yan Fei sit down in the wheelchair.
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