Chapter 274 Life Is Not Easy, the Crow Sighs

Late at night, a bullock cart walked quietly on the deserted street.

"What the hell?"

In the oxcart, Huaishi looked at the crow dumbfounded: "Divination? What is divination? Isn't it a poker game?"

"That's right. It may be some border relic that was used simultaneously in other places."

Crow said calmly: "It's just an ordinary background check, there are too many methods. Although it cannot be too detailed, but with the background of the Astronomical Society, basically there will be no mistakes."

"Then why are you checking me?" Huai Shi became more and more dumbfounded.

I can't figure out why Tianwen would inexplicably want to investigate a weak, innocent and pitiful me.

Crow coughed twice and looked away: "Originally, there was no need to go into details about every low-level operator, but you have been dancing too hard recently and your behavior has been too scary. And it is also a genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven. I can't even check you if I don't want to. ...This is just a precaution."

"Who do you think caused this?"

As soon as he heard that the KGB came to the door, drank his black tea, played poker with him, and then left without knowing it, Huaishi suddenly became confused and glared at the crow: "And who said that my stigmata are very ugly?" Hidden?"

"The prerequisite for concealment is not to be photographed pixel by pixel with a magnifying glass under the spotlight."

Crow sighed, "I guess all your duel videos and information have been placed on the desks of countless people, and the more serious ones will also come with a 30,000-word analysis report.

After all, there are some old guys nowadays who can't fight or work, but they only have extremely vicious eyes. Your little secret can be seen by others at a glance..."

"then what do I do?"

"Just do whatever you have to do. Live your life as usual, eat the same food, and compete in the competition as usual. You didn't commit any crime, you're just really good at fighting. What are you afraid of?"

Crow glanced at him calmly: "If you ask me, you performed perfectly. You played the role of a lucky fool who doesn't know anything. Hey, this is your true performance. Maybe you can't do it well. He is the type who acts like himself in everything.

Besides, with the Book of Destiny in hand, who can figure out your background? "

"Is it so powerful?" Huai Shi was doubtful.

"Otherwise why is it called the Book of Destiny?"

Life is not easy, the crow sighed.

She glanced at her silly boy...and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Don't worry, no matter who uses any method, any means, or any technique to spy on you, as long as the Book of Destiny is still in your hands, what they will see will always be your original self before you became an Ascended One. destiny……"

That's right, if Huaishi had lost this thing when he picked it up when he was nine years old, his fate might be completely different from now.

As shown in the divination results.

——The foundation is sufficient, the road ahead is bumpy, but the future is bright.

Without the interference of the Book of Destiny, his fate would not have been so tragic.

As long as he can survive over the age of eighteen, his fortune will turn around immediately.

No, according to her observation, the turning point of Huaishi's original destiny was the school anniversary party a few months ago - according to her original destiny, as long as Huaishi showed her talent in the performance, she would immediately be favored and cultivated by nobles. , got the most precious turning point, and was out of control from then on.

When I was twenty years old, I walked into the Vienna Golden Hall with dignity and dignity through my own efforts, without any problems at all. Dreamy and like the male protagonist of an inspirational morning drama.

From then on, flowers bloomed and fire cooked oil, and he lived his life as respected as he originally wanted. Finally, he died peacefully surrounded by his children and grandchildren.

The contributions he made throughout his life will be recorded in the history books, and in a few decades he will become a young lady appearing in some messy mobile game card pool.

It's a pity that Huai Shi didn't even go to the performance at the school anniversary party that day... instead he committed crimes.

After giving the crow a strong dose of medicine, his fate uncontrollably drifted into the trench. From then on, he completely parted ways with his original destiny, and it was difficult to know the way forward.

Looking at it this way, I am really bad for playing with the boy's fate!

Crow felt a little guilty inexplicably, and after coughing twice awkwardly, he resumed his reliable and calm big sister tone: "Don't worry, background checks will happen sooner or later, it's better to pass them sooner than later. After this level, you will be considered a serious member of our team, and your treatment will be different immediately, and you may even get a promotion and a salary increase."

"How can I explain the sacred mark of the Kingdom's genealogy?" Huai Shi frowned in thought.

"You are stupid. Red Glove has been dead for so long. Why don't you put the blame on him?"

The class of Little Crow teaching bad children has started again: "Anyway, Green Sun's fault is not short of this one. You just said that you got a book from him, and he became a ghost inexplicably. Anyway, the inheritance of the Kingdom of Heaven genealogy is similar. There are so many, there are them every year, and you are not missing... Who would think about whether this kid has the source book of the heavenly genealogy in his free time?"

Huai Shi was still worried: "What if someone thinks of it?"

"Then you have to say it and someone has to believe it."

Crow looked at him as if he were a fool: "Do you think you look like the kind of ruthless character who picks up artifacts in a grocery store, conquers women with a single move, and spends a lot of money at auctions?"

"..."

Sophora japonica poems are ashamed of themselves.

"Let's do a good job in this promising job as a cowherd."

She patted Huai Shi's shoulder, turned around and threw herself into the shadows.

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In the silent darkness, apart from the grunting sound of the bullock cart moving forward, there was suddenly the sound of banging from the front.

"Hey, it's about to start, cheer up!"

The crow reminded in a low voice, and the illusory outline slipped into the keychain and disappeared, leaving Huaishi alone on her knees in the car, feeling her limbs stiffen.

There was a steady stream of dangerous smells coming from all around and outside the carriage.

The premonition of death kept popping up in my mind.

It reminded him that this place was no longer covered by the Xinyue Frame, but a dangerous area where one wrong move would lead to death.

The core of the central area of ​​Yamatai, the palace city shrouded in eternal darkness, the essence of malice revealed in the terrifying abyss, and the gathering place for the superiors.

Where the true ruler sleeps.

It can be said to be a place like a palace.

If it hadn't been for the crow's strong encouragement and the round fan, Huai Shi wouldn't have dared to walk here even if he had a hundred thousand courages.

In the dead silence, there was only the grunting of the wheels of the bullock cart and the faint sound of banging in the distance.

Like a night watchman, but mixed with the shrill cry of a night owl.

Huai Shi carefully raised her finger, lifted up the curtain of the ox cart, and peered into the misty scene.

It's like turning back time.

Under the advancement of the ox cart, the further inward, the more ancient it becomes. The high-rise buildings disappear, replaced by layers of illusions like ancient times, constantly changing under the reflection of the mist.

Occasionally, as a gust of wind blows, the mist thins, revealing its own appearance, which is fleeting.

Or an ancient and gloomy temple, or a mirage-like palace, or a brightly lit wine shop attic, with a woman's gentle singing coming from inside, a pair of green eyes shining in the darkness, through the mist, Staring at Huai Shi's face.

Huai Shi gave up instantly.

The curtains are lowered to isolate the inside and outside.

In the silence, he was the only one panting violently. He raised his hand and touched his face, feeling the traces of cracks. As he pulled, a dark abyss was pulled out of the crack in his face. The wound healed quickly and he recovered. smooth.

Just a glance...

Today, he wears a weird black hat and a hunting suit temporarily bought from a store in Yamatai - just this ordinary-looking hunting suit has already cost Huaishi all his money. All Jin Xiaopan.

This still has the title of Prince of Paradise. Without this title, the old man in the store would not pay any attention to him.

After looking at Huai Shi harshly for a few times, the old man finally said lightly: If you go to have an audience, don't be rude.

Then he sent Huai Shi out of the door and closed the door.

Huai Shi was completely confused.

As for this ox cart, Huai Shi walked out of the thick fog when she changed her clothes, held a fan in her hand, and went out at the time arranged by Crow.

It was as if he had been waiting there for a long time.

As soon as Huai Shi got in the car, he started walking on his own, taking him into the fog, passing through countless levels, and going straight to the core. It simply seems like a cheating device has been turned on.

"Remember, you are playing the role of a minister who goes to the palace to participate in a poetry meeting. Don't reveal your secret."

Crow warned: "Once you get inside, it all depends on your luck if you want to come out alive. Wealth and wealth are in danger. Whether you can make a few small things back depends on whether you live up to your expectations!"

With Xiaoying waiting in front, Huaishi completely ignored the increasingly serious premonition of death and mustered up the courage that came from nowhere.

But he was still frozen by the cold, and his whole body felt stiff.

The power of the stigmata was suppressed.

The further he moved forward, the weaker he became. He felt that he was gradually being knocked back to his original shape, and his indomitable heavenly pedigree was of no use here.

Even if he is regarded as one of his own, there are still three, six or nine among his own people... As a low-class untouchable, Huai Shi can get a ticket for a poetry meeting and his ancestors' graves will be smoking. If he is rude or disrespectful, If it is seen through, it will be difficult for the gods to save it.

As the bullock cart moved forward in silence, there were only screams from deep in the mist.

Huai Shi suddenly heard the sound of wheels coming from behind and behind.

As if joining a convoy, more than a dozen ox carts lined up, moving forward step by step on the deserted streets, and finally stopped outside the dark city gate.

The cars in front and behind were filled with a dark aura that made Huai Shi's body tremble. He had no idea what kind of monster it was.

After a long time, the bullock cart came to an abrupt stop.

A white shadow appeared quietly outside the car door, holding a pale lantern. The sound was like the cry of a bird, hoarse and weird.

A cold gaze seemed to fall on Huai Shi's face through the curtains.

"The ban is ahead, please get off the car and walk."