Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

The 'old immortal' is worthy of being called the 'old immortal'. Under such a huge impact, he did not stagger at all.

Shen Zhinian nodded secretly in her heart, and saw the 'old immortal' slowly lowered his head as she moved, his dark eyes looking meaningfully at her little hands that were tightly hugging her legs.

To be precise, that gaze, as if it were real, fell on the glaring red handprint on the moon-white robe.

Shen Zhinian: "..."

Feeling a little embarrassed and a little ashamed, she gently patted the glaring spot with an apologetic smile, trying to brush it away like dust.

then……

The bright red palm print turned into a blurry pool of blood the next second.

'Old Immortal': "..."

The old immortal sighed, and hesitated to speak, but he didn't seem angry. Instead, he turned his eyes to the group of beggars who rushed over to kill them.

Ignoring the beggar's threats, the 'old immortal' raised his arm casually.

Just when Shen Zhinian thought that the next scene would be the old-fashioned and saintly boss waving his sleeves, punishing the beggars who were so hungry that they started to eat their own kind, and then expressing regret, disappointment, and forgiveness.

Who knew that this great boss was also a ruthless and taciturn boss? He did just wave his sleeves, but he directly killed this group of ogres.

I don’t know what happened, but a group of people fell to the ground with foam coming out of their mouths and twitching uncontrollably. Within a few seconds, they were bleeding from all seven orifices and died instantly.

The immortal waved his sleeves and left no life behind.

No mercy at all, she likes it!

Shen Zhinian was so stunned that he raised his hand to support his chin to prevent it from being dislocated by surprise. But then he thought of the blood stains from using the arm cannon before, so he had to put it down.

Even though the bloodstain had been almost wiped off the boss's clothes.

It was known that the immortal was a quick, ruthless and decisive werewolf, and he appeared here for no reason to watch the show. Apart from coming to accept him as a disciple because of destiny, Shen Zhinian rejected all other possibilities.

Shen Zhinian has understood a truth since he was a child. The so-called opportunity is to strive for it yourself! If you can't strive for it, then just create the opportunity!

If conditions allowed, she would have wanted to be like Superman and emit heat rays from her eyes to express her excitement at the moment.

"Master Immortal! Please accept me as your disciple and kneel down!!!"

Formerly a white-robed immortal, later inexplicably forced to become a new master: "..."

duck doesn't have to do that.

So under Shen Zhinian's passionate gaze, she saw that the white-robed immortal's personality seemed to collapse, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

Finally, he spoke the first words since they met, and said earnestly: "Read less novels..."

Read less novels...read less novels...novels???

Shen Zhinian let go of his hand with a puzzled look on his face. His mind received a burst of information, causing his body to become unstable and fall to the side. Following this sentence, he burst into laughter: "!!!"

"You...you also...?" Also a time traveler?!

He Qingyu met her calmly, his expression was calm and composed, which was inconsistent with his age, and even weird: "I guess so." It's just that he was much earlier than her, so long that he almost forgot...

After getting a positive answer, Shen Zhinian blinked. So, these days, everyone likes to hold up an iron clothes hanger and get struck by lightning?

Thinking of this, she looked at the man in front of her with a dreamy look on her face. He was dressed in white, tall and slender, with long hair like a thread fluttering in the breeze. His expression was calm, but it made people feel awe for no reason.

Judging from his appearance alone, he looks like an extremely deceptive immortal. After all, people in ancient times also had to tie up their hair. Which good person would let his hair run wild all day long and walk out looking like an immortal?

Could it be...is this the legendary pretense?

It was not until later that Shen Zhinian realized that his master was not pretending, but simply did not know how to tie his hair in the ancient men's style.

As for why he doesn’t hire a servant to take care of his daily life even though he is rich?

That must be a master with a modern soul, who thinks it is strange for anyone, whether a woman or a man, to tie his hair.

However, Shen Zhinian didn't know the real reason at this time, and let himself let his wild imagination run wild. His imagination even shifted to the scene of how the boss traveled through time.

It was really hard for her to imagine this big guy holding an iron clothes hanger and shouting that he wanted to travel through time.

Although in the end she ended up having a complete childhood, proving that her wonderful imaginations were all nonsense.

God knows that she is an orphan without parents. In this life... in the next life, she will be a beggar and suffer a lot of beatings from the elders.

It turns out that I didn’t envy the complete childhood that I had when I was a child. There is really no need to envy it, haha.

He Qingyu looked at the little girl whose face was dirty and could not be seen clearly, but who could still make unpredictable expressions. He knew without thinking that she had no good thoughts in her mind, and he couldn't help laughing.

Although I had expected that a destined person from another world would appear here, I never expected that his personality would be so volatile.

Recalling Shen Zhinian's heroic act of self-rescue at that time, He Qingyu fell into rare silence.

Although he doesn't talk most of the time, this doesn't affect his complicated mood at the moment.

In order to prevent this scene from being deeply engraved in his mind, He Qingyu talked about business: "I am here to take you away, and it is not wrong to recognize me as your master."

The process was a bit dramatic, but fortunately the ending stayed on topic.

He stretched out his hand to lift up Shen Zhinian, and casually performed the Cleansing Dust Technique on both of them.

Shen Zhinian looked at the disappearing bloodstain on the hem of his clothes, tilted his head and looked at him: "Are we going to practice Taoism?" This is what is written in the novel.

He Qingyu put one hand on her wrist and briefly inquired about her physical condition.

This body is clearly six years old, but it is extremely skinny and looks much smaller than people of the same age. Fortunately, apart from malnutrition, there are no other more serious problems.

"You may have some misunderstandings. There is no immortal cultivation world here." His voice was light, but he did not hide it from her. "Or rather, there was one, but it was abandoned by the heaven in the end."

They traveled through time to an imaginary era abandoned by the Heavenly Dao. However, unlike Shen Zhinian, He Qingyu traveled through time more than a hundred years ago and witnessed the fall of the entire immortal cultivation world.

The Heavenly Dao allows time and space travel and creates a system in order to correct the sons of destiny who died due to accidents and allow the world to operate normally.

Correspondingly, those who form an alliance with the system will also receive huge rewards.

But as time goes by, after seeing what people with great luck have, there will always be people who begin to develop thoughts that they shouldn't have.

If only all this luck and merits could fall upon me... If only I were the one with the luck...

With this in mind, a few systems and the taskers who had signed contracts with them rebelled. They no longer assisted the Son of Luck, but instead began to plunder their luck, hoping to replace it.