Cold Clouds

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was still staying in the Medicine King Valley, took a sip of tea, glanced at the light cocoon formed by A Zi through the window, and shook her head helplessly.

This light cocoon has been there for five days, but the kid from the Baichuan family became one on the same day. Why did it take A Zi so long?

"Hey Wuying, what do you think A Zi will look like?" Lin Xiaoxiao said as she touched Wuying lying on her thigh, and then laughed to herself while listening to its "meow".

It looks a bit weird.

Song Hanyun, holding a letter, knocked on Lin Xiaoxiao's door in a daze.

"Come in," Lin Xiaoxiao said, and the door opened. Seeing that it was Song Hanyun, she smiled and said, "What are you doing? Aren't you in seclusion?"

"I was in seclusion, yes... but I was woken up," Song Hanyun also looked puzzled. "When I opened my eyes, there was no one beside me, but I can be sure that I heard the murmur of an old voice, and then there was a strange letter."

Lin Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, reached out to take the letter, opened it and took a look, then her expression became serious: "Can you see what's written on it?"

Song Hanyun nodded: "I can see it, but I don't understand it."

Lin Xiaoxiao smacked her lips and said, "Write down what you saw. I can't see the handwriting on it."

Although Song Hanyun was a little confused, he still did as he was told.

Lin Xiaoxiao took the note copied by Song Hanyun and went to find Mo Lun, after all, she couldn't understand it.

Mo Lun was interpreting the letter, Song Hanyun was waiting, and Lin Xiaoxiao was drowsy. She knew who wrote the letter, but it had nothing to do with her.

Wu Cen, the "Voyeur", is a weird person, or a weird god. He stole the power of heaven, but did not ascend to heaven. Instead, he lived forever in the lower world. Then, out of his own interest, he looked at other people's fates and sent a letter with that person's fate. Ah, sometimes I would just tell that person directly, although there is no substantial difference.

"Uh... I figured it out," Mo Lun scratched his head, seeming to find it difficult to speak. He looked at Song Hanyun, "Do you really want to know what's written on it?"

"What did you write?" Song Hanyun suddenly felt a chill on his back and became a little hesitant.

Lin Xiaoxiao grinned. That's what she said. In the original book, there was no reason for Wu Cen, who was causing trouble everywhere, to directly give Song Hanyun a secret-peek gift package. Sure enough, writing such unspeakable things was something he could do.

"It says..." Mo Lun's face was filled with sorrow. He was inexplicably asked to translate something like this. He was quite speechless in his heart. "When did you become a 'real' man?"

"I've tried to be as tactful as possible." Mo Lun coughed twice and turned his head to the side.

Song Hanyun was silent. He had thought it would be some kind of adventure, but...

"Don't tell me..."

Lin Xiaoxiao almost laughed out loud. Sure enough, it seemed like something Wu Cen would write.

In the original book, Wu Cen had sent dozens of letters to Ye Lan, Song Hanyun and others, most of which were news like this: you will find bugs in your breakfast tomorrow, you will forget to bring toilet paper the day after tomorrow, and other trivial things.

But sometimes they will generously tell you very "generous" news like you will die tomorrow for some reason, and tell you how to avoid it.

Well, Lin Xiaoxiao initially thought, “What if this guy is so kind as to write down an important message today?” But now it seems that Wu Cen is still the Wu Cen in the book, the ultimate fun person.

All right, it has nothing to do with me. Lin Xiaoxiao stretched and decided to go back to her room first, and then she heard a mysterious old voice: "Do you want to know the future?"

"No, I'm going to bed." Lin Xiaoxiao answered decisively, got up and went back to the house.

"Wait! This is definitely useful information!" The old voice seemed a little anxious, "Listen to it first!"

"Wow, you're in trouble," Lin Xiaoxiao frowned, looked up at Song Hanyun and Mo Lun, and found that they were chatting among themselves. She sighed and walked back to the house, "Tell me, if it's something about dinner tonight, don't tell me."

Wu Cen on the other end kept mumbling and mumbling, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time. Why? He didn't want to say it.

But it must be said that Wu Cen glanced at the huge ball of light flashing beside him.

Ha, lazy dog ​​heaven. I was hired to work, but there are still so many things to do. If you want to say something, just say it yourself! He didn't even want to read this meaningless official announcement.

Wu Cen complained in his heart for a while, then took out the note given by Tiandao and began to read it.

"Ahem, Lin Xiaoxiao, because you traveled here and caused history to deviate from its original course, I am here to warn you and tell you a piece of news," Wu Cen said slowly, "Even if you have changed a lot of things, you will eventually become the most rebellious and evil cultivator in this lower world."

"Remember, reincarnation cannot be touched."

Lin Xiaoxiao was listening when suddenly there was no sound. She tried calling Wu Cen twice but got no response.

Reincarnation? Lin Xiaoxiao frowned. What does it have to do with me?

After reading the manuscript, Wu Cen looked at Tian helplessly and said, "Are you free? It won't hurt to let someone try reincarnation."

"No!" Tiandao said angrily, "Reincarnation is the way of heaven and earth! It's my way! No one else is allowed to do that!"

Wu Cen rolled his eyes. This world is so troublesome.

"Okay, okay, let me see, I should go find..." Wu Cen took out another note, "Ye Lan, um... forget it, writing a letter is a bit troublesome, let's just talk directly."

"Ye..." Wu Cen, who had sneaked into Ye Lan's mind, was about to speak when he saw an old man who looked about the same age as himself appear in front of him, "Wow, I remember Ye Lan was a woman, why is she an old man?"

"Aren't you an old man yourself?!" Li Tianyuan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Who are you? What do you want to do by sneaking into my disciple's spiritual space? "

"Oh, so you are Ye Lan's master from above. I thought you would be more like a Taoist..." Wu Cen said with a wry smile, "My name is Wu Cen. You can think of me as a subordinate of Tiandao."

"Oh? What can those men of Tiandao do for you?" Li Tianyuan relaxed a little. This guy was really rude.

"It's not a big deal, it's just..." Wu Cen smiled, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Whether you want to tell her these things, please consider it yourself..." Wu Cen bowed, "Goodbye, and I wish you good luck."

After listening to Wu Cen's story, Li Tianyuan was silent for a long time. He separated his spiritual body and stared at Ye Lan who was soaking in diluted dragon blood.

Then he smiled.

"Oh, what heaven's way? What can you do if you go against heaven?" Li Tianyuan reached out and patted Ye Lan on the shoulder. "Don't worry, little girl, nothing will happen. I, your master, am a great man who has engraved the Great Dao!"

Ye Lan, immersed in her cultivation, could not perceive what was happening outside, but she felt inexplicably at ease, and this sense of security prompted her to smile.

Li Tianyuan looked at Ye Lan for a while, then hid back in the stone tablet in the ring. The cave became quiet.