Chapter 665: Unbelievable, the divine fortune teller's vest has fallen off [1 update]
Even though 80% of the fortune tellers in Continent O died in the witch trials that lasted for 300 years, the fortune telling world gradually recovered more than 100 years later.
But there is definitely no fortune teller who doesn’t know the title of “divine fortune teller”.
Back then, after the fortune teller's predictions came out, some fortune tellers blamed the fortune teller.
Since the fortune teller has the ability to predict, he can naturally change things.
But the fortune teller didn't.
Instead, he watched helplessly as the fortune teller known as the "Witch Warlock" was killed by the Vatican.
Therefore, the feelings of fortune tellers in Continent O towards the diviners are divided into two categories.
Most of it revered, the other part resented.
But whether it is the former or the latter, they are all afraid of the fortune teller.
The divine calculator.
Control the past, predict the future, foretell good and bad fortune, and calculate the world.
This is the real God.
The old woman's eyes widened when she realized who she had run into.
Then, he opened his mouth uncontrollably and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
“A fortune teller!” The old woman laughed crazily, with a look of disbelief on her face. “You are a fortune teller! You are actually a fortune teller!”
If her divination ability had not been suppressed to the point of disappearance, she would not have believed it at all.
The fortune teller is actually a girl who is not even twenty years old? !
The old woman's face turned pale and she had completely lost the will to fight.
How dare you go against the diviner?
The old lady collapsed on the ground, but suddenly, she screamed: "You made a prophecy, why didn't you stop it?!"
Indeed, many of her ancestors died in that witch hunt.
"The flow of time is irreversible. It's not that my prediction came out first, but that this matter was finalized first." Ying Zijin said calmly, "There is no variable, I can't change it."
Witch hunting is the event of the century.
This is a disaster for the entire earth.
But it is completely different from a person's fate or death point, the difference is like heaven and earth.
Even if she tried her best to stop it at that time, the people who deserved to die would still die in various ways in the future.
It's of no use.
"You're lying!" The old woman's teeth were trembling. "You can stop it. You definitely can! If you stop it, they won't die!"
She said something like, "I see, you are from the East, and you want the fortune tellers over there to outweigh us!"
"That's really interesting." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeves. "If I remember correctly, your ancestors were not innocent. How many people did they harm by fortune-telling?"
The old woman's teeth clattered, but she couldn't refute.
Ying Zijin ignored her and picked up a box from the closet.
Inside was a deck of tarot cards.
Ying Zijin tilted his head and laughed softly: "No wonder you are not afraid of the bad luck brought by forcibly changing the cause and effect. It turns out that you are looking for someone to ward off the disaster."
The old woman's expression turned horrified: "No! Don't!"
The girl looked indifferent and released her inner strength.
“Crack!”
The box shattered into pieces in an instant, and the 78 tarot cards inside were all turned into pieces.
The old woman let out a heart-wrenching scream, her body twisted in pain, and her skin sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is the consequence of backlash.
Over the past few decades, the old woman has done a lot of evil with the help of divination and has also forcibly separated many lovers.
Ying Zijin's eyes were indifferent: "To be honest, if you hadn't taken action against Caesar, I wouldn't have known there was someone like you in Continent O."
The old woman's expression changed again, as if she remembered something: "Xi, Caesar, he actually..."
It is no secret that there is a fortune teller behind the Laurent family.
But the fortune teller was only on good terms with Caesar Laurent.
The Caesar that Holly has her eyes on could actually be the king of Florence three hundred years ago? !
The extreme pain left the old woman with no energy to think about how Caesar Laurent was still alive.
The girl put on a baseball cap and walked out of the cabin, ignoring any movement in the house.
The night is getting deeper.
Ying Zijin looked up as if he realized something.
She narrowed her eyes and saw a small star passing through the sky.
This means that a powerful fortune teller has fallen.
Ying Zijin raised his hat and left the town neither slowly nor hurriedly.
The wind blew, the wooden door opened and closed, and the town was quiet, as if no one had been there.
**
at the same time.
Imperial capital.
The fifth ancestral home.
Diwuchuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the sky in surprise, then calculated with his fingers and took a breath: "Freya from Continent O is dead."
He had fought with the old woman.
The old woman had a strong ability in divination, and because she used some unorthodox methods, she suppressed him for a time.
But fortunately, Diwuchuan learned a lot of Feng Shui formations from the books that Ying Zijin left to Diwu Shaoxian, and was able to force the old woman back from the east.
There is no such thing as Feng Shui formation in Continent O.
Diwuchuan let out a long sigh: "This scourge is finally gone."
It's a good thing.
Diwuchuan suddenly coughed. He took a tissue and wiped it with blood, which was stained red.
It's a miracle that he can hold on until now, after all, people from the fifth family always die early.
Diwuchuan looked at the room opposite and saw that the lights were still on. He smiled with relief.
In this way, after he passes away, he can safely hand over the Fifth Family to Fifth Moon.
**
Once the fortune teller dies unnatural deaths, the spell she cast will completely dissipate.
When Caesar woke up in the morning, all the dizziness and fatigue he felt were gone.
He was in good spirits again.
"My boss is always good to me." Caesar sighed, "What a pity that I can't contact Norton the Dog, otherwise I would have to show off to him."
Xize also realized that Ying Zijin returned to Earth this time perhaps because he encountered some difficult problems and his boss's ability was restricted.
But even so, she still went to help him get revenge
"Master." Outside the door, Qiao Bu knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Miss Ying is here."
Caesar immediately got out of bed, dressed as quickly as possible, and opened the door.
The girl was still wearing the clothes she had been wearing before she left, and there was not even a speck of dust on her white T-shirt.
It's hard to believe she actually did anything, as if she just went to have a cup of tea.
"Boss, are you okay?" Caesar was concerned. "Are you injured?"
Ying Zijin put his hands in his pockets and glanced at him calmly: "Do you think I'm you?"
Caesar scratched his blond hair, feeling helpless: "I don't know why my body is so weak."
There was one thing Job said that was not wrong.
How can he find a girlfriend with his health condition?
"Yes." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I'm leaving soon. We will meet at the Muller Strait in July."
The gateway to the world city from seven continents and four oceans is the Mueller Strait.
"Of course." Caesar's expression became more serious. "I will definitely go to the World City as well."
"Let's go." Ying Zijin waved his hand perfunctorily and threw another medicine bottle to Xize.
She left the Chateau Laurent and boarded a helicopter.
On the plane, Sinai was fiddling with a computer.
Fu Yunshen was answering the phone with a serious expression.
A few minutes later, he ended the call and came over: "Yaoyao, this happened suddenly, I need to go to the war zone."
"Take her to other places in O Continent. Don't go to the Ancient Martial Arts Realm until I come back."
"War zone?" Ying Zijin frowned. "What happened?"
"Large-scale unrest." Fu Yunshen said lightly, "Not enough manpower, I need to go for support."
Ying Zijin looked straight at him and said, "I'll go with you."
There was heavy gunfire in the war zone, and even Fu Yunshen could be injured.
After all, the internal energy of ancient martial artists is not inexhaustible.
Once the internal energy is exhausted, there is no way to become invulnerable to swords and guns.
She also heard from Nie Yi that Fu Yunshen was admired by everyone in IBI because he had risked his life many times to maintain world peace.
It was only in the past two years that his life became slightly more comfortable.
Ying Zijin specifically examined Fu Yunshen's body.
Some injuries could have been avoided with his abilities.
It was obvious that these injuries were inflicted to protect others.
Fu Yun was silent for a moment.
He leaned over, rubbed her head, and smiled gently: "Well, you go to IBI and bring Anthony with you, okay?"
"Deal." Ying Zijin simply stuffed her bag into his hand. "The medicine in here should be enough for a while. Wait for me."
**
The other side.
Ancient martial arts world.
Hall of Justice.
Today is Jiang Ran's day off.
After he finished his training, he came out holding his waist and saw Ling Mianxi waiting for him outside.
Jiang Ran was very touched: "Sister."
Ever since he was bullied in the Justice Hall, Ling Mianxi would come to pick him up personally every time he went home.
"Okay, let's go." Ling Mianxi looked him up and down with some disgust.
Jiang Ran took his phone from her, glanced at the news, and frowned: "Sister, there is unrest in Ozhou again."
He clicked on the picture, which showed a scene of gunfire.
The casualties are mounting.
Jiang Ran seemed to have remembered something, and his expression changed: "Sister, there is a war over there, didn't Nie Yi go there too?"
Nie Yi's ancient martial arts skills are far from reaching the level of an ancient martial arts master.
It can block bullets, but it cannot use internal energy to stop bullets in mid-air like the ancient martial arts masters.
"I know." Ling Mianxi paused, "So if I don't have time to pick you up next week, don't go home. Stay in the Hall of Justice."
"No way, sister, you are going to run over there too?" Jiang Ran was stunned, "If something happens to you, what will happen to your aunt?"
As he spoke, he frowned again: "Nie Yi didn't tell you anything?"
Hearing this, Ling Mianxi was silent for a moment, and then said in a very soft voice: "He told me about this the first time he went on a mission."
Jiang Ran was confused: "What did you say?"
"Here." Ling Mianxi threw the phone to him.
Jiang Ran was surprised: "You are so generous to show me the messages between you two?"
"What's wrong with showing it to you? It's nothing shameful." Ling Mianxi shrugged. "Are you trying to steal your brother-in-law?"
Jiang Ran: “…”
grass.
He is a straight man.
Not only was he unable to argue with Xiu Yu, he had never even spoken to Ling Mianxi.
Jiang Ran was glad that Ying Zijin was not a talkative person and would not always argue with him.
He lowered his head and read the text message Nie Yi sent to Ling Mianxi.
There is a time in the lower right corner, which is September 2019.
That was more than two years ago.
Nie Yi's writing style is just like him, simple and direct.
[Xiao Mian, if something happens to me, don’t wait for me.] 】
Jiang Ran's heart trembled.
He remembered that there was a riot somewhere in the world at this time.
Nie Yi went there, and fortunately he did not die, but he was seriously injured.
He pursed his lips and returned the phone to Ling Mianxi: "Then you still..."
Nie Yi's job is no different from that of the ancient warriors in the Justice Hall.
First of all, they have to protect the people of Dawn.
After that, it’s home.
"This is his responsibility." Ling Mianxi put away her phone and said calmly, "If he doesn't take responsibility, I won't be with him."
She tilted her head. "You joined the Hall of Justice, but didn't take an oath?"
Jiang Ran scratched his head: "My level is not high yet. I will take the oath when I reach level one."
"That's right." Ling Mianxi nodded, "Your current cultivation is still too low."
Jiang Ran asked again: "Where is your best friend?"
"Oh, Fu Yi is still in seclusion." Ling Mianxi said, "I can't stay here. Asking me to stay in seclusion for so long is no different from asking for my life."
Jiang Ran shrugged.
If his cousin really gave everything up like Yue Fuyi, she might have already become a half-step ancient martial arts master.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly found something wrong again.
In September 2019, Ling Mianxi was only 16 years old.
Jiang Ran: “…”
Nie is also finished.
**
The other side.
Xie family.
The housekeeper hurried into a courtyard and whispered a few words in Xie Nian's ear: "Miss, the news is true. The secular news network is full of this news. Nie Yi is not in China."
"Very good." Xie Nian opened his eyes, a cruel smile flashed across his red lips, "Get ready to act."
(End of this chapter)
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