I am the True Ancestor

Tsutenkaku.

He Youqiu sat on the sofa, holding his head lazily, looking at the row of imperial scriptures that reappeared on the table, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

June sat at the table with a pale face, a golden soul chain tied around his neck, extremely weak.

Just an hour ago, the outside world suddenly changed, and everything was swallowed up by white light.

She didn't even know what was going on, so she just fainted.

By the time she woke up, the world in front of her had completely changed, the end was gone, and the Emperor's Book of the Scriptures was still on the table, but He Youqiu had not changed back.

"Huh. "

He Youqiu looked at the Huangji Jingshi Book on the table, and sneered: "Why, history has changed, and the Book of Heaven has been reorganized?"

What about reorganization, the final outcome of this world is not to be destroyed in my hands?!"

"There is a request..."

June looked at He Youqiu in front of him, shook his head weakly and said, "I know you are still alive, don't be taken away by him..."

"What do you want?"

Fate raised his head and laughed a few times, stared at June and said fiercely: "I'm not your waste, why ask for it, compared to my fate, why ask him for a little fortune teller, not even an ant!"

If it weren't for the fact that now is not the time, do you think I'd keep you alive?"

"Buckle buckle. "

Just as fate raised his hand to torture June, there was a sudden knock at the door, and fate raised his eyebrows slightly and looked out of the door.

Standing was an ordinary middle-aged human, dressed in a decent suit, with a look of confidence on his face, followed by a row of subordinates who were also wearing suits outside the door.

He raised his chin, looked at fate and asked, "Excuse me, is Mr. Tianyi here?"

Well?

Who came to ask for fortune telling?

Fate showed a sneer, raised his hand and said, "I just, I want to know my fate?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he took a subordinate, and the subordinate was still carrying a black box in his hand, and when he swept his eyes, he knew that it contained a box full of cash.

They were just ordinary humans, invisible to be chained to a table for June.

The middle-aged man sat in front of fate, crossed Erlang's legs, with the expression of a successful person, waved his hand, and the subordinate put the box on the table.

As soon as you open it, the smell of banknotes comes to your face.

"I have long heard that Mr. Tianyi is a fortune teller, and I came here this time to understand the power of Mr. Tianyi. "

Seeing that "He has a request" with a calm look, the middle-aged man coughed dissatisfiedly.

"If Mr. Tianyi can calculate my life, this box of Hong Kong dollars is yours. "

Stupid humans.

Fate sneered, his gaze swept over his blackened Yin Tang, casually threw a copy of the Emperor's Extreme Scripture Book in front of him, and said lightly: "Just turn a page." "

Well?

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he casually turned a page, but there was a blank on it!

Not only that page, but the whole book is completely blank, except for the cover, it is a wordless book without a word at all!

"You're kidding me?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, he raised his hand, and the subordinate standing on the side immediately took out a gun and pointed it at He Youqiu's head, and at a glance he knew that he was moving seriously.

Fate raised his eyes unhurriedly and looked at the middle-aged man and smiled mockingly.

"You can't read it, it's because you're just a stupid human, understand?"

The middle-aged man's face was slightly gloomy, and he threw the wordless book in front of fate, and said coldly: "Okay, then you tell me, what is written on it, if it is not accurate, I will shoot you right now!"

Fate glanced at the snow-white paper, and a funny smile appeared on his face.

"Zhang Guimen, thirty-five years old, an orphan, carried three lives on his back at the age of sixteen, hid incognito in Tibet, changed his face at the age of twenty, and made a living by eating human blood steamed buns.

I did a lot of dirty things, but I was never caught, but I became the president of the company, and I was a serious business on the surface, and I made money by slaughtering people in private. "

"Good!"

Zhang Guimen clapped his hands, his face softened slightly, looked at fate and smiled: "It is worthy of Mr. Tianyi, the calculation is really accurate!"

"I, Zhang Guimen, have done a lot of evil in my life, and I have never denied that I am a wicked person, this time I came to ask first..."

Zhang Guimen raised his hand and pressed it on the table, looked at fate and said, "When will I die?"

Want to know your life or death?

If it was, I am afraid I would not have told him, but...

Fate glanced at what was written about Zhang Guimen's fate in the Huangji Jingshi Book, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"You're going to die. "

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