Late at night, an ox cart quietly traveled on a desolate street.
"What's that?"
In the ox cart, Huai Shi looked at Crow, dumbfounded. "Divination? What divination? Isn't it a poker game? "
"That's right. Maybe it's a relic from the border that was used in other places."
Crow said indifferently, "It's just an ordinary background check. There are too many ways. Although it's impossible to be too detailed, with the foundation of the Astronomy Society, there shouldn't be any mistakes. "
"Then why are they investigating me!" Huai Shi was even more dumbfounded.
He couldn't figure out why the Astronomy Society would inexplicably investigate a weak, innocent, and pitiful person like him.
Crow coughed twice and looked away. "Originally, there was no need to be so detailed to the level of every low-level officer, but you've been jumping around too much recently and your performance is too scary. Moreover, it's Celestial genealogy. It's impossible not to investigate you … They're just taking precautions. "
"Who do you think caused all of this!"
When he heard that the KGB had come to his door, drank his black tea, played poker with him, and left without him knowing, Huai Shi was suddenly flustered. He glared at Crow. "And who said that my Stigmata is very hidden?"
"The premise of being hidden is not to be placed under a spotlight with a magnifying glass, pixel by pixel."
Crow sighed. "I'm guessing that all of your duel videos and information have already been placed on countless people's tables. Those who are more serious will even give you a 30,000-word analysis report.
After all, there are some old guys who can't fight and can't do work, but their eyes are deadly sharp. They can see through your little secret with just a glance … "
"Then what should I do?"
"Do what you have to do. Live as usual, eat as usual, and play as usual. You didn't commit any crimes. You're just good at fighting. What are you afraid of?"
Crow glanced at him calmly and said: "If you ask me, your performance was perfect. You played the part of a lucky fool who doesn't know anything. Sigh, this is your true character. Perhaps you are the type who can act like yourself no matter what you do.
Besides, with the Book of Destiny in hand, who can calculate your foundation? “
"Is it that powerful?" Huai Shi was skeptical.
"Why else would it be called the Book of Destiny?"
Life is not easy. Crow sighed.
She glanced at her silly boy … and suddenly felt a little guilty.
"Don't worry. No matter who it is, no matter what method they use, no matter what technique they use, as long as the Book of Destiny is in your hands, they will only be able to see your original destiny before you became a Sublimator …"
That's right, if Huai Shi had thrown this thing away when he was nine years old, his fate might have been completely different from now.
It was just as the results of the divination showed.
— — Sufficient foundation. The road ahead is bumpy, but the future is bright.
Without the interference of the Book of Destiny, his luck wouldn't have been so terrible.
As long as he could live past the age of eighteen, his luck would immediately change.
No, according to her observation, the turning point of Huai Shi's fate was at the school's anniversary celebration a few months ago. According to the original fate, as long as Huai Shi revealed his talent in the performance, he would immediately be favored and nurtured by the nobles, obtaining the most precious turning point. From then on, it would be unstoppable.
When he was twenty years old, he relied on his own efforts to walk into Vienna's Golden Hall. There was no problem at all. He was as dreamy as the male lead of an inspirational morning drama.
From then on, he was surrounded by flowers and burned with fire. Just as he had wanted, he lived a life of respect. In the end, he passed away peacefully, surrounded by his children and grandchildren.
His life's contributions would be recorded in the history books, and in a few decades, he would appear as a young lady in some messy mobile game pool.
Unfortunately, Huai Shi didn't even go to the performance at the school's anniversary celebration that day … Instead, he committed a crime.
After giving Crow a strong dose of medicine, his fate uncontrollably deviated into the trench. From then on, he was completely separated from his original fate, and the future was unpredictable.
Looking at it this way, she was simply a bad person who played with the fate of a teenager!
Crow inexplicably felt a little guilty. After awkwardly coughing twice, she maintained her original reliable and calm sisterly tone, "Don't worry, the background check will be a mess sooner or later. It's better to do it sooner rather than later. After this, you'll be considered one of us, and the treatment will immediately be different. Maybe you'll even get a promotion and a raise. "
"Then how do I explain the Celestial genealogy's Stigmata?" Huai Shi frowned and pondered.
"Are you stupid? The Red Gloves has been dead for so long. Can't you just push the blame to him?"
Little Crow's lesson of teaching children bad things started again, "Anyway, Green Sun's fault doesn't make any difference. You can say that you got a book from him, and inexplicably became a ghost. Anyway, there are many inheritances similar to Celestial genealogy every year, and you're not the only one … Who has nothing better to do than to think that this kid has the Celestial genealogy's source code in his hands?"
Huai Shi was still not at ease, "What if someone thinks of it?"
"Then you have to say it, and someone has to believe it."
Crow looked at him as if she was looking at an idiot, "Do you look like you're the kind of person who can pick up a Divine Weapon from a grocery store, and win over all the girls with a single move of your tiger body, and even spend a fortune in an auction?"
"…"
Huai Shi felt ashamed of his inferiority.
"Do a good job as a cowherd. This is a very promising job."
She patted Huai Shi's shoulder and turned into the shadows.
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In the silent darkness, other than the rumbling sound of the ox cart moving forward, the sound of clappers suddenly came from the front.
"Hey, it's about to start. Cheer up!"
Crow reminded in a low voice, and the illusory silhouette went back into the key ring and disappeared, leaving Huai Shi kneeling in the carriage alone. He felt his limbs stiffen.
Around him, outside the carriage, there was a constant flow of dangerous aura.
The premonition of death constantly emerged in his heart.
It reminded him that this was no longer within the range of the Xinyue Framework, but a dangerous area where one wrong step could lead to death.
The core of the central district of Yamatai, the palace shrouded in eternal darkness, the essence of the evil that appeared in the terrifying abyss, the gathering place of the superior.
The place where the real ruler slept.
It could be said to be a place like the palace.
If not for Crow's strong encouragement and that round fan, Huai Shi would not dare to come here even if he had a hundred thousand guts.
In the dead silence, only the rumbling of the ox cart wheels and the faint clappers in the distance could be heard.
It sounded like a night watchman patrolling the night, but mixed with the mournful cries of night owls.
Huai Shi carefully raised his finger, and lifted the curtain of the ox cart by a sliver, peeking at the scene in the fog.
It was as if time was turning back.
As the ox cart moved forward, the deeper it went, the more ancient it became. The tall buildings disappeared, and in their place were layers of ancient illusions, constantly changing under the reflection of the fog.
Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow, and the fog would thin, revealing a person's appearance, but it was fleeting.
It could be an ancient and gloomy temple, or a mirage-like jade palace, or a brightly lit wine tavern. A woman's gentle singing voice came from within, and in the darkness, a pair of green eyes lit up, staring at Huai Shi's face through the fog.
Huai Shi immediately let go.
The curtain fell, isolating the inside from the outside.
In the silence, only his violent breathing could be heard. He raised his hand to touch his face, and felt the traces of cracks. As he pulled, a pitch-black abyss precipitate was pulled out from the cracks on his face, and the wound quickly healed, returning to its original state.
It was just a glance from him …
Now, Huai Shi was wearing a strange black hat, and a set of hunting clothes that he bought from a shop in Yamatai. This set of seemingly ordinary hunting clothes had already cost all of Huai Shi's gold coins.
This was with the title of Paradise Prince. If he did not have this title, the old man in the shop would not have cared about him at all.
After looking at Huai Shi harshly, the old man finally instructed him: If you are going to have an audience, do not be impolite.
Then he sent Huai Shi out of the door, and closed the door.
Huai Shi was completely dumbfounded.
And this ox cart, when Huai Shi changed his clothes, holding a fan in his hand, and went out at the time arranged by Crow, came out from the thick fog.
As if it had been waiting there for a long time.
Once Huai Shi got on the cart, it moved on its own. It brought him into the fog, passing through countless checkpoints, and went straight to the core. It was as if a cheat had been turned on.
"Remember, you are playing the role of a minister going to the Imperial Palace to participate in a poetry gathering. Do not expose yourself."
Crow warned: "Once you enter, if you want to come out alive, it will depend on your luck. Wealth comes from danger, whether you can earn a few small tokens back or not, it will depend on whether you can live up to expectations!"
With the small tokens waiting in front, Huai Shi completely ignored the increasingly serious premonition of death, and summoned courage from who knows where.
But he was still frozen by the cold, and his whole body felt stiff.
The power of the Divine Mark was suppressed.
The more he went forward, the weaker he became. He felt that he was gradually being beaten back to his original state. The Celestial genealogy that had always been successful in the past was also useless here.
Even if he was regarded as one of them, but there were still different ranks among them... Huai Shi, as a lowly commoner, was able to get a ticket to the poetry gathering. If he was seen to be impolite, even the gods would not be able to save him.
As the ox cart moved forward in silence, there were only screams from time to time in the depths of the fog.
Huai Shi suddenly heard the sound of wheels in front and behind.
Like a convoy, more than a dozen ox carts lined up, moving forward step by step on the desolate street, and finally stopped outside the dark city gate.
In the front and back of the cart, there was a dark aura that made Huai Shi's hair stand on end. He did not know what kind of monster it was.
After a long time, the ox cart came to an abrupt stop.
A white shadow silently appeared outside the door, holding a pale lantern in his hand. The voice was like the cry of a bird, hoarse and strange.
A cold gaze through the curtain seemed to fall on Huai Shi's face.
"The forbidden area is in front, please get off the cart and walk."
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