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After chatting with Feng Wuhen for a while, Chu Changzui felt inexplicably more comfortable.

The specific manifestation is that now he even begins to think about what kind of death he will be.

It can only be said that the human brain circuit of fortune-telling is really different from ordinary people.

Of course, outsiders couldn't see anything unusual on his face, except that he drank more and was a little stronger, it seemed that there was no difference from usual.

In the past few days, he packed up some of his luggage and stored it in a nearby place, and wrote a note, explaining that if he had something to come back to, he would Entrust this package to his junior brother.

When he did this series of things, he was methodical, and even he could not think of why he would do such a thing with such a calm mood.

Just recently Chu Changzui wanted to go to Feng Wuhen, intentionally or not, but Feng Wuhen never invited him in like that day.

He suspected that Feng Wuhen felt that he was incurable, so he did not want to have too much contact with him. Coincidentally, Chu Changzui did the same to some dying people.

In these years, the peers know the peers best, and it is understandable for the shopkeeper to do so.

However, Chu Changzui was always worried about something.

That day…

Feng Wuhen called him over, and that tone made Chu Changzui faintly miss him.

Because of that tone, it was a bit like his master back then.

His master passed away ten years ago.

There are many things that Chu Changzui didn't understand when he was a child, and he may not have complained about why his master seldom smiled at him.

Feng Wuhen is also his elder, although looking at his face, Chu Changzui will always forget about it.

But he always had a strange delusion, as if Feng Wuhen was admonishing him that day...

Chu Changzui thought of this, and suddenly shook his head with a smile.

No, not possible.

That is windless.

If his master is still alive now, then he may be the only person in the world who really cares about him.

Master, if you are still alive, what do you want me to do?

But even though he was sure that he was thinking too much, Chu Changzui had inexplicably more obsessions.

He is really special, and especially wants to know what method Feng Wuhen used.

I am afraid that the general method is not acceptable to Feng Wuhen, and the method of stargazing is more paediatric in the mouth of the other party. So what divination method is Feng Wuhen good at?

Furthermore... Feng Wuhen modified the destiny without authorization, I am afraid this is definitely not something that can be done easily, right?

For someone with a certain talent, being immersed in that kind of thing can give him a lot of fun.

Just a plane.

It's like going through a canyon full of steel knives, every step must be taken with extreme care.

Fortune-tellers are smart and smart, but that's just because fortune-tellers need to be more careful, or they will easily step into the abyss if they are not careful.

But Chu Changzui likes this feeling very much.

Chu Changzui's mood now is like an old alcoholic who sees a jar of old wine, hanged tightly and can never let go.

All in all, Chu Changzui has only one wish before dying.

—He wants to know, how powerful is the real level of the shopkeeper?

If there is a chance, he must use his most powerful method to test the strength of the shopkeeper.

…

—In the blink of an eye, the day that Chu Changzui and the Huashan Sect elders agreed upon arrived.

On that day, Chu Changzui deliberately changed into new clothes.

But Chu Changzui felt nothing.

He knew exactly why he put on this new clothes today.

A little girl who was selling sesame cakes at the door secretly looked up at him several times.

Usually Chu Changzui would try to avoid her as much as possible, but today she stopped for a while.

The little girl was always wearing some worn clothes, but they were very clean. There is a thin layer of calluses on the slender hands, but the eyes are like apricot kernels sold at the stall outside.

Chu Changzui usually doesn't talk much when he goes out, but today he looked at the girl for a long time, and then looked up at the top of her head.

Under the eaves of the door, there is a nest of swallows that have just hatched.

It’s so good, the breath of summer has arrived. Chu Changzui glanced at the nest of swallows and thought.

Everything in the world grows according to its own trajectory.

When Chu Changzui was about to leave, the girl suddenly said worriedly, "Are you... going to go out?"

Chu Changzui was slightly taken aback.

He never said that he was going to travel far, and he never showed any difference from usual.

He never even spoke to the girl.

But the girl asked him this morning if he could go out.

Is it the unconscious anxiety radiating from him that makes this girl feel something?

Or...she is like him, for no reason, just a hunch?

Chu Changzui suddenly laughed, he said with a smile, "Yes."

"Then you...will you come back?"

Chu Changzui was silent for a second.

Whether you can come back, that is really uncertain.

Finally he said with a smile, "Look at the destiny."

"The destiny? What destiny?" the girl asked curiously.

Everyone must follow the path of heaven when they are born, no one has exceptions, and the same is true of life and death.

Also chatting happily.

The girl felt a little lost after hearing what he said. Chu Changzui didn't know why he didn't want to see her lost, but just before he had time to turn around and leave, the little girl suddenly shouted said, "Wait a minute!"

She lowered her head and turned over and over on her stall.

A large bag of biscuits was taken out, hot.

"This is..."

Chu Changzui was a little surprised.

He seldom eats this, but when he looked at the big bag of biscuits held in front of him, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

"These things are worthless, take them!" The girl seemed to be afraid that he would refuse. She stammered, "I, I don't really understand what you're saying... I know I'm not very smart."

Her hands kept rubbing her skirt, "But..."

"But you must come back."

Chu Changzui glanced at the biscuits in his hand, and suddenly shook his head with a smile.

He took the biscuits.

The girl raised her head in surprise, and before she could say anything, she was suddenly pulled by Chu Changzui and took a step forward.

"There is a chance." Chu Changzui suddenly took a deep breath.

He looked at the sky in the distance, where a dark shadow flew over, "If I can come back, I will definitely come back."

"Come back?" The girl quietly glanced at Chu Changzui, her face a little redder.

Chu Changzui looked at the blushing girl and suddenly smiled.

He originally wanted to go quietly by himself, but he didn't expect to be involved.

People often cannot owe something to others before dying, otherwise this thing will be owed to the next life.

I'm just afraid that this debt will have to be repaid in the next life.

She seemed to want to continue speaking, but just as she finished saying these words, there was a sudden sound behind her.

The voice was loud and even a bit shrill. In this quiet alley, the voice echoed like a ghost howl.

The girl screamed in fright, subconsciously rushed forward, and was firmly supported by Chu Changzui with one arm, and then she had time to turn her head to see what happened behind her. what.

It was an eagle.

It rushed into the swallow's nest all of a sudden, looked around with sharp eyes, and then suddenly picked up a bird, the bird didn't even make a sound, and went down belly.

The strong eats the weak, since ancient times.

The nest was several years old, like a huge honeycomb, mixed with soil and withered grass, and it happened to hit the sesame cake stand below.

"Plop!"

Chu Changzui watched the bird's nest fall before letting go of the girl's hand, then turned and left.

The girl... was stunned.

Because of this, she didn't notice that Chu Changzui turned and left.

She was dumbfounded for a while, then turned her head suddenly and looked at the place where Chu Changzui had just left.

At this moment, a murmur that was just an illusion echoed in her ears.

"This is the destiny."

The tone sounded contented, as if a person secretly knew a secret that only he knew in the whole world.

But few can hear it.

That sounds very contented, in a very happy tone...

There is even a vague sense of... self-deprecating.

Chu Changzui looked very leisurely and walked to the side street.

However, while walking, he suddenly lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The color of the blood was dark red and black, and it was no surprise that Chu Chang was drunk.

He just lightly wiped the blood from his mouth, "It turns out that changing one's destiny is such a difficult thing."

"I have never intervened in this kind of thing before, today is the first time..."

"Maybe it's the last time."