Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Listening to Ji Xiang's ramble, Li Huowang continued to listen without saying anything. If the other person was just talking about fabricated history books, it wouldn't have frightened Ji Xiang like that. There must be other reasons.

This man is easy to recognize. He has a fan in his hand with four words written on it, I am born with talent. When you meet him in the future, remember to stay as far away as possible. He is not a good person. At this point, I remember. The prime minister's eyes were full of taboos.

Li Huowang thought for a while and asked tentatively: Master Jixiang, when you came out of the Buddha Bone Temple that day, you asked me that, but Zhuge Yuan's ability is very weird?

Yeah. The reporter nodded, This person doesn't know how to change his life.

Change your fate?

It's not about changing human life, it's destiny. He has an old imperial calendar. If he says something is appropriate, it will definitely happen. If he says something is taboo, it will definitely be unlucky.

Whatever he says?! Li Huowang was immediately shocked. He had seen a lot of things in the world along the way, but this was the first time he had seen this magical power.

If there is such a person who is kind to him, he will have a big backer. But what if this person has ill intentions towards me...

After thinking for a while, Li Huowang asked again: Master Ji, does this person use this ability to do more good things or more evil things?

Our family doesn't know. We only know that as long as he shows up, nothing good will happen! He is really a bad guy.

After saying this, Ji Xiang, who was a little thirsty, took a cup of tea and took a sip.

Okay, we've told you so much. It's already an exception. Work hard. You're a good boy. You'll do well this time. We'll go back and help you mention your position in the company.

Thank you, Mr. Xiang. Li Huowang turned and left, his expression still solemn, looking down at the wrapped spindle.

Although I learned some information about Zhuge Yuan from the records, I still didn't know whether the other person's kindness towards me was true or false.

If it's true... it's illogical, but if it's false... it's even more illogical! What is the purpose of this person doing this?

It's still not possible to ask this way. To find a solution from this spindle, we must first find out what this thing is.

But this kind of thing can be put aside first. The most important thing is to help Ji Xiang find Xin Zhuo in exchange for Bei Feng's information.

In that simple study room, Li Huowang left not long ago. An old woman with gray hair came out from behind a nearby screen.

Although her face is covered with wrinkles, you can tell from her face that she still looks the same when she was young.

The old woman looked at the reporter worriedly and asked, Master, is this person reliable?

Well, our family can't tell for sure. This person came to Daliang from a long way away. God knows where his roots are. Anyway, it depends on whether he is reliable or not. We must not let the people in Shangjing know that our family has screwed up. Got it!

The worried old woman walked up to Ji Xiang and held the jeweled back of Ji Xiang's hand.

Hey, sir, if it doesn't work out, let's retire from the job? What will happen if we live in fear every day for a few more decades?

Hey. That's easy to say. It's not that simple.

With a bitter look on his face, he took out a red handkerchief from the cuff of his left hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The background of this matter is very big. It's the work of the Imperial Master. Maybe it also has official motives. A small person like ours is involved in such a big thing. If he can escape safely, it will be a big deal.

The old woman gently hugged Ji Xiang and said with a hint of pleading in her voice: Brother, after we finish this work, let's go back to Liupan and retire under the mulberry tree when we were children.

When we left the village, you said you wanted me to enjoy happiness. In fact, no matter where I am, as long as I am with you, I will be the happiest.

The reporter patted the old woman's body with his red handkerchief, but said nothing.

The recorder seemed to be in a hurry, and the notice was to meet at the gate of Yinling City at five o'clock the next day.

Therefore, before dawn, Li Huowang woke up early. He first went to the stable to open the curtain, cut off a piece of meat from the squirming tentacle monster, wrapped it in cloth, and kept it for eating on the road.

Then after throwing all the butcher shops into the carriage, Li Huowang took a piece of wood and started nailing it.

I don’t know how long I’ll be going this time, so just in case, it’s better to nail everything down.

After a while, under Li Huowang's hammering, the carriage turned into a large coffin.

After doing all this, he put his luggage on the horse, Li Huowang got on his horse and rode towards the city gate.

Woof woof! Steamed Bun followed up as expected.

Just keep an eye on the carriage! If I hear you going out to fight with other dogs again when I come back, I'll set up a pot and stew you!

In the early morning, except for some vendors preparing to set up stalls, there were basically not many people on the street. Li Huowang quickly arrived at the city gate.

Hong Da and Tuoba Danqing appeared as expected, but to Li Huowang's surprise, there were two newcomers next to them.

If we add Ji Xiang and himself, there are six people in total. From this, we can see that the opponent is determined to win.

Of the two newcomers, one is the boy named Liu from the Moon Gate, and the other is a dancing master.

Li Huowang carefully observed the drum on his waist and was very sure that it was the drum of a dancing master, exactly the same as the one on Li Zhi's waist.

But compared to Li Zhi, who lived like a beggar, this person was obviously very different.

Dressed in black fur, his face was full of flesh, and there were two slanting black scars hanging on his face. It would be more appropriate to replace the leather drum with a machete.

After greeting each other and several other people, Li Huowang looked at the scarred face. Are you a master dancer? Where is your second master?

The scarred face, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, stared, Who the hell are you? Do you dare to interfere in my affairs?

When he saw that Li Huowang had drawn his sword half an inch out of its sheath, the Moon Sect disciple Liu Zongyuan quickly stood in front of Li Huowang to break up the fight.

Hey, hey, brother Er, you can't do it. If you really can't do it, how about you just give me some face?

After looking at Liu Zongyuan in front of him, Li Huowang pressed down with one hand, and the evil aura on his body disappeared immediately.

Come on, let's go there, don't make it difficult to remember.

Maybe Li Huowang wouldn't give it to others, but as Liu Zongyuan who had helped him once, Li Huowang decided not to be the same as that person.

Looking at the wooden mask on his face, Li Huowang asked him: Brother Liu Xian, how are you doing recently?

Let's leave it at that. Let's help Ji Xiang get through the difficulties first. If he's not good, we won't be able to get well either.

This is true. They are all grasshoppers on the same rope now. If Ji Xiang is eaten up, then there will be no way to talk about the things he promised himself.

Who is that person's origin? Why do you need to find a fellow dancer who performs the master dance? As far as I know, those who perform the master dance are not very good at it.

Oh~, what you said is a bit arbitrary. With three hundred and sixty lines, if you can get the top prize in every line, then there are also great dancing masters.

Thank you to the leader for the 100,000 starting coins! !