Power Awakening: Your Script Is In My Hands!

On February 8, the day Lin Zhen woke up, Yuan Zhiqing, who had been busy all day, took a leisurely walk to the park after dinner to prepare to practice with the fitness equipment.

As soon as I picked up the tea cup while sitting on the stone bench, there was a faint rancid smell in the air. For a moment, my hand holding the cup paused. This is the smell! The smell that was wafting that day! How could he forget!

He quickly stood up and looked around. There were still the usual old men and women around him. There were no strangers or suspicious people. When he was carefully identifying the direction of the smell, the smell had disappeared. He felt that he might be able to catch some clues today, and then he looked like I thought of something, clapped my hands and said, by the way, how could I forget him!

Just when he picked up his phone and looked through his contacts, the person he was looking for called him first.

"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling!" Three big characters appeared on the screen - Mu Yinong.

"Hey, Lao Mu, can you figure this out? I was just about to call you!" Yuan Zhiqing said in surprise.

"No, no, I still want to ask you. When I first helped you with your divination, your horoscope was dim. Did you encounter any trouble?" Mu Yinong said very cryptically. As an old friend, he knew that Yuan He has such a charming temperament that he will never give up until the matter is investigated clearly. And the horoscope is dim, which means that this person is about to be annihilated. There must be some big problem during his investigation that will endanger his life.

"I can't explain it in a few words. Come here and bring your ball." Yuan Zhiqing didn't waste any time, hung up the phone and went home to wait.

After Mu Yinong retired from Baiyu, he found an extremely remote place to build a villa. It was far away from the bustling urban area. His life was so leisurely that he didn't want to waste the effort to travel.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

"Hey, you stubborn donkey, you still have such virtue!" The little old man on the other side of the phone said angrily. He was complaining about his legs but he quickened his pace. He picked up the phone and called the driver: "Hey, Xiao Liu, drive! Gold Market! "

...

Three hours later, Yuan Zhiqing entered the room.

There is a white crystal ball with a diameter of 25 centimeters on the table in front of them. Murong Qing was dressed in a white robe, with gold thread embroidery on it to outline the pattern of the sun, moon and star formation. The whole person was sacred and wise. Opposite him, Yuan Zhiqing still had the same expression as when he was young, but he believed in his old friend in his heart.

Mu Yinong solemnly placed his hands on the ball, and the white light flashed in his palms. A steady stream of energy was input into the crystal ball in front of him. Gradually, the crystal ball also emitted a flowing white light and Mu Yinong's palms. They echoed each other, as if they were exchanging information.

A few minutes later, Mu Yinong withdrew his hand blankly, the doubts on his face increasing instead of decreasing.

"How about Lao Mu, where is the direction of the smell I smelled today, and when will it be next time? Are there any other signs?" Yuan Zhiqing threw a series of questions at him. He smelled that smell again after so many years, and his mood changed. No matter what, he can't calm down. This is the most likely opportunity to catch the murderer's clothes.

It's not like he didn't ask him about the incident when it happened, but the crystal ball at that time didn't give him any information. No matter how sorry Mu Yinong was, he was helpless. In the following decades, Mu Yinong would help Yuan Zhiqing every six months. After a divination, he knew that this was his old friend's long-cherished wish, so he would not give up. Besides, Xiaoqing's cooking was really delicious. When he had nothing to do, he would shamelessly go to Yuan Zhiqing's place to eat. Alas... ..

"I asked you to mind your own business. I said your life is in danger!" Mu Yinong blew his beard and stared, his face distorted with anger.

Seeing Yuan Zhiqing's anxious look, he rolled his eyes and continued: "Actually, I just divined your destiny again. It's not as dim as before, but it's getting brighter and brighter. As for the question you asked, I I haven’t seen a specific answer, but the endings of both are related to the same person, and this person is the opportunity.”

Yuan Zhiqing then asked: "Who?"

"Lin Zhen." The clock on the wall was currently 8:40:52 pm.

"Bang!" Yuan Zhiqing slammed the table and said decisively: "Impossible! I will never let Xiao Zhen get involved in this matter! You have seen my end!"

Mu Yinong also looked puzzled. Lin Zhen was obviously only 18 years old and still in school, so how could he be related to this matter.

However, he still advised earnestly: "Lao Yuan, if you want to make progress, you must tell Lin Zhen all this, otherwise he will not be able to use this opportunity! Besides, there is no guarantee when your life star will dim again, you Do you really want Lin Zhen to be kept in the dark until your death? Is this really a good thing for him? In any case, he has the right to know, after all, you are the person closest to him. "

Yuan Zhi frowned after listening. Indeed, he shouldn't be so selfish. He didn't want to die before he found out the truth. He hadn't seen Lin Zhen blossom and have so many regrets.

"Okay." Yuan Zhiqing sighed deeply and said, "I will consider this matter carefully. Don't worry about it. By the way, is there any news from the spiritual realm?"

"Boy Bai Song has been keeping an eye on me, but there is no news at all." Mu Yinong changed the topic and gossiped: "But the newly appointed ministers of the Engineering Department are actually two people, a brother and sister, they are very capable... ..”

Yuan Zhiqing waved his hand and said: "Come on, I don't like to hear these things. It's normal for talents to come out in every generation."

Hearing this, Mu Yinong felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and she muttered in a low voice: "Tsk, you haven't finished listening yet..."

Then the two of them drank tea and talked about old times. After making sure that their old friend was not in danger, Mu Yinong calmed down and went home.

Lin Zhen did not go home that night, and there was no phone or text message. Yuan Zhiqing contacted Mu Yinong again late at night, and was relieved after learning that Lin Zhen was not in danger.

As long as there is no danger, he will come back on his own. But after returning, Lin Zhen seemed to be a different person. His expression was completely different from the youthful and immature look of the past, and his aura became cold and sharp. As a former head of the ANBU, Yuan Zhiqing had an extremely keen sense of smell, but he did not ask any more questions.

On the one hand, he was really scared, afraid that Lin Zhen would end up like him. On the other hand, after Lin Zhen came back, it was like a reassurance that made him feel at ease. Somehow, he was convinced that as long as Xiao Zhen wanted to, then It can definitely be done.

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to tell Lin Zhen everything. The feeling of powerlessness swept over him deeply. If he had the ability, why would he put Lin Zhen in danger.

And that jade pendant, which he had hidden for so long, should be returned to Xiao Zhen. Sooner or later, he would have to face his own life experience. At the same time, he also decided to change hands with the orphanage to give himself more time to investigate. Thinking that Lin Zhen had such a heavy burden at such a young age, Yuan Zhiqing lowered his head in silence. It would be great if he could find a way to restore his powers.

"Looking back at this desolate place, there was neither wind nor rain..."