Her consciousness was still fuzzy, and her hands felt weak.
The voice continued, but it sounded worried and reproachful.
"Little Destiny, why are you sleeping here? Your body is weak. What if you get sick?"
After a few seconds, she forced herself to open her eyes.
When she saw the person in front of her, she was stunned. "… Grandpa Fool?"
It was a kind-looking old man, but he did not look old. He was full of energy.
The first of the twenty-two sages, the Fool.
Similarly, the Fool was one of the first sages to be born.
He was the wisest of the twenty-two sages, and the mentor of many sages.
Usually, if she had any difficult questions, she would ask The Fool for advice.
"You seem to be having a nightmare." The old lady was still worried. "Fortunately, I came to find you. What did you dream of?"
"Disaster." She pressed her head and sat up. "I saw a lot of disasters."
"It's been hard on you." The old man heard and sighed. "You have to keep predicting these things, and your mental state is not very good. If you have time, go find Moon or Yao Guang to adjust your mood."
The sages were ordered to appear.
When the sages appeared, it happened to be an era of frequent disasters.
Disasters, earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, droughts … They happened frequently, and the twenty-two sages had to run around.
And behind the scenes, it was all supported by the Wheel of Destiny.
The old man knew that she was very, very tired.
"I will." She nodded. "Grandpa Fool, why are you looking for me?"
"Ah? Oh, oh, there is something. " The old man said. "Someone has been wanting to see you. I brought him here. If you don't want to see him, I will throw him out."
She turned her head.
Only then did she realize that there was a figure under the willow tree not far away.
The man was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and long legs.
As if he sensed her gaze, he turned around as well.
It was a handsome face that could make all living things fall for him.
She had seen the Pope and the Emperor.
But no matter which one it was, their aura and appearance could not compare to the person in front of her.
"By the way, you haven't met yet." The old man smiled. "Little Destiny, let me introduce you. These are the sixteen sages, Devil. You can get to know each other."
Just by standing there lazily, he had already become a scenery of his own.
Then, he walked over, bent down, and extended his hand. "Hello, little Fate."
"Hello." She didn't shake his hand. She just nodded slightly and looked away.
"Temperance took him out on a few missions. In the future, he'll have to face the disaster alone." The old man hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "In the future, I'll need to look for you to make plans."
"Oh."
She was still cold.
"Go, go, go. She doesn't want to see you." The old man immediately chased him away. "In the future, leave after you ask about the prophecy. Don't disturb her."
"I don't dare, I don't dare." He still had that lazy look on his face, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice. "This is the treasure in your hands. How would I dare to offend it?"
She had a bad first impression of him.
This person was too good-looking, but he had a lazy personality and was unsafe. He needed to be kept away from him.
Later on, they met in front of the Sage Courtyard.
Because she was reading, she almost bumped into the pillar in front of her.
A hand gripped her shoulder and pulled her back a step.
A familiar voice with a smile fell. "Little Destiny, watch where you're going. Otherwise, if you bump into this pillar, you'll swell up into Big Destiny."
She glanced at him, hugged the book in her hand tightly, and walked around with an expressionless face.
Why was this person so annoying?
**
In the following days, she spent more and more time with this annoying person and became more familiar with him.
She knew that he was the strongest of all the Sages. The strength of the Sages and the Hanged Man combined were not his match.
It was just that his title was completely different from his person.
He wasn't a demon who would bring disaster to the world. Instead, he saved people from water and fire.
So he had another title — —
Brilliant Morning Star, Son of Glory.
She thought that these eight words were more suitable for her.
He would often come to chat with her, even if in the end, she would be so angry that she would kick him out.
Once again, he came to the mountain where she usually cultivated.
She was still reading until she was knocked on the head.
She looked at him expressionlessly. "What are you doing?"
"I wanted to see if you would have any other expression." He sincerely admitted his mistake. "Sorry, I was wrong."
She ignored him.
"I won't tease you anymore. Little Destiny, I'm going out to block the disaster." He sat down. "I'll have to trouble you to calculate the scale of this disaster for me and the best response plan."
She nodded and closed her eyes.
The astrolabe next to her rotated.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes.
"The flood in the North O area will last for a month. The estimated death toll is 230413 people, and the destruction of the continent is as high as 340,000 square kilometers." She slowly said, "You will start to control the water from the east. This is the plan I gave you. It is estimated that you can control it in three days, but — —"
She paused, then whispered, "But hundreds of people will still die."
They could only block the disaster when it came, but they couldn't prevent it in advance.
The torrent of time was irreversible, even if they were Sages with abilities that surpassed ordinary people.
After she finished speaking, she looked up, only to find him looking at her in a daze.
The man's peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with love. The glimmer was deep and the color was gentle.
It made people fall into a trance and sink into the depths of the sea.
She suddenly heard something throbbing in her chest, with some kind of inexplicable emotion.
She was a bit surprised.
She knew her body's flaws. She didn't have a heart, so she couldn't love anyone.
What's going on?
She regained her senses and found him still looking at her. She kicked him without hesitation: "Devil, did you hear that?"
"Un, I heard it. I'll remember it." He raised his hand in surrender. "Thank you, little Destiny."
Saying so, he rubbed her head: "I'll bring you something good to eat when I come back."
She slapped his hand away: "Don't touch my head."
"Hm?"
"You'll go bald and won't grow tall."
She looked up and narrowed her eyes: "Don't call me little Destiny."
He stopped this time: "What's wrong? That's what other people call you. "
She coldly said: "But when you call me that, it sounds like you're flirting."
Not serious at all.
"Then I'm being wronged." He was helpless: "Don't tell me you've been reading too much that you've been poisoned by some bad thoughts?"
He pointed at a stack of books next to the astrolabe.
There were fairy tales from various regions, as well as folklore.
The fairy tales were fine.
But some folklore was too melodramatic.
"Let me see." He picked up one of the books: "Look at this, it —"
Before he could finish his words, he was kicked again.
No one could believe that the Devil, who was the strongest of the 22 Sages, would be so easily tricked.
She snatched her book back: "Shut up."
"Fine, I won't call you little Destiny." He finally compromised: "Then you have to give me a title, right? I can't just call you little friend every time I see you, right? That's not good. "
The Wheel of Destiny was the last to be born. The other Sages were all older than her.
Because none of the Sages could do without her help, they all affectionately called her "little Destiny".
Her forehead twitched: "That won't do either."
She wasn't little at all.
"Yes, I know it won't do, so do you have a name?" He asked: "I mean, a real name."
Only Sages who had a good relationship would exchange real names.
She hesitated for a moment, but still answered: "No, but my surname is Ying."
"You have a surname without a name?" He was interested: "Then I'll give you one?"
She looked at him and refused: "I don't believe in your naming skills."
"Fine, it's not like you can't call me with a surname without a name." He seemed to ponder for a moment: "Then I'll call you Miss Ying?"
This title was still decent, she nodded.
He suddenly curled his lips into a smile. "Have you ever told anyone your real surname? Xiu? "
She shook her head.
No one would ask her such a question.
Although she and Xiu were sworn siblings, Xiu was more afraid of her.
Xiu didn't speak with just one look from her, which made her feel a little bored.
"Ying." He nodded slowly and smiled again: "It's a good surname, and it sounds good."
As he spoke, he reached out and tapped her head: "Since you haven't told anyone, you're not allowed to tell anyone in the future."
This was exclusive to him.
So later, even if he had no memory, the word "Ying" was still imprinted in his mind and buried in his subconscious.
When he was in the Judicial Hall, the Great Elder asked him what code name he wanted to use.
The code name he chose was the same pronunciation: "Shadow".
Later on, when he met her again, he finally called her "little friend".
Crossing time and space, crossing the universe, waiting for a reunion.
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