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"Damn! Damn !!! Damn !!!"

Takino Sansui, who returned to the room, had completely lost the calmness and elegance in front of outsiders. She was crooked and twisted, and her eyes were red as if she were angry. At this moment, blood-scarred scars can be seen everywhere on the palms of her husband, but she doesn't care about these little things.

"Dare to dare to laugh at Grandpa's research !! Who he thinks he is! A **** !!! dare to look down on Grandpa's research !!!"

Tear the paper in front of him and shatter it. Takino Sansei is now completely in anger. Her mind was now full of the proud smile before Fang Zheng, and the tone of disdain and mockery when referring to her grandpa. All this made Takano Sansui recall the scene when the so-called "experts" came to his grandfather's house and mocked his research wantonly.

At that time, facing his grandfather, he could not say anything, but could only bear it silently. but…………

This is not the time! !!

I'll make your mouth pay for it!

Thinking of this, Takano grinned openly, showing an excited smile.

By the way ... the master of the Lord God of the Shrine ... let him know for himself what the real divine punishment is!

Thinking of this, Takano picked up the phone at hand and pressed the number.

"Hey, is this small? It's me. I have new goals for the next plan ..."

The web of fate is changing.

Fang Zheng looked up and looked into the dark night sky.

After becoming a prophet mage, he has been able to vaguely feel the existence, destiny, future, everything of everything. They are not static, a person cannot step into two identical rivers in one's life, and the fate of flow is changing all the time.

The end point is the same, and people are like fallen leaves falling into the stream of fate, wanting to grasp it urgently and change their own destiny. But in the end, their ending will not change. Death is the end of all life, and even seeing the future cannot change it all.

The only thing the prophet can do is to choose a gentle river as much as possible instead of a big waterfall.

However, those who follow the current can never change the whole river. The choice is the prayer of the weak and the change is the desire of the strong. But destiny itself has an eternal existence with this. Both the raging waves and the creeks are part of fate. It will not change direction because of people's begging, nor will it stop because of their retention.

Forever.

"Boom!"

A deep drum sounded, and when he heard it, Fang Zheng turned his head and looked at the shrine in front of him. I saw on the high platform, Li Hua, wearing a red and white witch costume, was holding a rake higher than her solemnly, and performing the dance of Na Feng intently.

This is also a small life that wants to change its destiny.

Repeated countless times in the broken world, longing to escape the shadow of death and endless reincarnation, but for her, fate is, as always, the same.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

The drums ceased, Ewha stood on the stage, nodded to the crowd, and then turned to leave. Next, the villagers lined up one by one, took the cotton, and went to the river for the final ceremony of the cotton flow festival.

And Founder glanced again at the high platform where there was no figure, and then turned to leave.

The night was getting darker.

In the silver moonlight, the whole forest was dark, and when you looked at it from a distance, you could see the lights burning by the river. The whole village is a peaceful scene. No one can think that after this festival, this small village will gradually become a terrible hell.

And this just stems from a woman's sad and boring delusion.

But now, all this will not repeat itself, I will break your boring insistence and let you taste what is true despair.

"Ah, Mr. Founder."

Just then, a voice sounded, and Founder retracted his thoughts and turned to look in the direction of the sound. I saw a young girl with green hair in a dress on the trail not far away, looking at herself with a smile on the front.

"Hello, Shiyin. So late, don't you plan to go back?"

"I was still a little worried, so can the teacher take me for a ride? Just go to the intersection and someone will pick me up."

A girl named Yoshizaki Yoshizaki rushed to Fang Zheng's side, then watched him with her hands folded.

"Can you? Mr. Founder?"

"Of course, no problem."

To be honest, the appearance of Shiyin really surprised Fang Zheng, especially at this time's cotton flow festival, she did not pretend to be a charm as in the animation, but appeared here as herself. Not only was Founder quite surprised, even Meiyin, Keiichi and Rena were also surprised. After all, they had never heard Meiyin talk about having a younger sister before, so it caused a commotion.

And now looking at the smug look of Shiyin, she apparently made the charm sound irrelevant.

"I heard my sister say, Mr. Fang Zheng, are you a consultant for their society? I also played the game called" Warring States Killing ", which is really interesting."

"Just like it."

"And still ..."

Perhaps it was because the younger seldom came to see Zewan playing, and the poem sound was extremely excited along the way, as if the other party, who was like a bird, was telling what happened at the cotton flow festival. Including participating in the festival competition with Keiichi, enjoying various cuisines, and opinions about others. For example, Kei Yi was killed by them every time, and then Reina was more powerful than expected, and Sha Duzi ...

"..............."

Speaking of this, Shi Yin suddenly became silent.

"what happened?"

Looking at the poem that suddenly fell into silence, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrow and asked. He certainly understood why the girl in front of her was suddenly silent, because Hojo Satoko was the object of Shiyin's secret love, and the sister of Gojo Gojo. Shiyin's view of Shaduzi is very complicated.

She resents Shaduzi very much, because in Shiyin's view, Wu Shi has long been traumatized by various burdens. In this case, he is already vulnerable. However, Sha Duzi completely ignored his brother's situation and still relied on him. This makes Wu Shi feel more and more stressed, and often suffers from it ... Of course, this is the view of Shiyin.

"It's nothing."

In the end, Shiyin smiled and shook her head.

"By the way, Mr. Founder, I want to ask you some questions in a few days. Do you have time?"

"Of course, no problem."

After hearing Shiyin's inquiry, Founder quickly gave an answer.

"So, thank you. Ah, the person who met me is here, so I'll go back first, see you, Mr. Founder."

"Toot .........!"

Just then, a dark car came from the end of the road, then stopped at the side of the road, and then Shiyin waved at Founder ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and then got in and left.

I know what you want to say to me.

Looking at the distant poems in the car window, the corner of Fang Zheng's mouth slightly raised. This is the benefit of the Prophecy Master. For many things, Founder can now have some premonitions in advance. Of course, this is only a rough feeling, but for the Founder who has "future vision", as long as there is such a rough hunch, then it is not a problem to determine it.

But I think your question will be answered immediately.

Thinking of this, Founder once again glanced at the forest road not far away. He can clearly see that in the forest, a small silver-white van is parked quietly on the side road. Just as Shiyin's vehicle left, the van suddenly started, and then Turn off the path and head in your direction.

Was it because of the taunt?

Thinking of this, Founder sneered, turned and walked in the direction of the school.

Come not afraid of death. Since you want to play, let me play with you ...