Divination

Mu Yanxiu was by his side, and when he saw him woke up, he was a little worried, "What's wrong?"

Mu Yifan looked at him without speaking, and his dark eyes were even more emotionless, as if the panic just now was just an illusion.

Mu Yanxiu held his hand tightly, and patted him gently with the other hand, "It's okay, I'm here."

Under his comfort, Mu Yifan closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.No one knows how long he will sleep this time.

Early the next morning.

Mu Yanxiu came down and ordered the kitchen to cook some of his favorite food for Mu Yifan. As he was speaking, Yu Ya hurried over, "Patriarch, Master Que Zhong brought someone back."

Mu Yanxiu had a bad intuition, "Who?"

Yu Ya hesitated for a moment, "It seems that he is also a fortune teller."

Mu Yanxiu's heart was shocked, and he quickly rushed into Mu Yifan's bedroom without even looking at Que Chong.He called Mu Yifan eagerly, "Fanfan, Fanfan...wake up...Fanfan!"

However, no matter how he called, the person on the bed showed no signs of waking up.

Yu Ya took Que Zhong and placed the man in the room.

Que Zhong came to Mu Yifan's room, his eyes darkened, "Stop yelling, you can't wake him up. Two fortune tellers of the same generation can't always exist. Their fates collide, and one of them will eventually perish. During this period, the powers of all previous fortune-tellers inherited by Xiaoli will be invalid, and he will rely on his own strength to fight against that person, and victory or defeat will only depend on whether his will is firm or not."

Mu Yanxiu frowned deeply, "Why do fortune tellers still appear?"

Que Zhong shook his head lightly, "This is not something that can be controlled. The physique of a fortune-teller is innate, and it will only be activated when he dies before the age of 20. That child is obviously a murderer, and it seems to be a torture. In this case, his will It is very likely that it will surpass Xiaoli. This is really hard to say."

Mu Yanxiu held Mu Yifan's hand tightly, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the person on the bed, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, "How long will it last?"

Que Zhong was thinking about the chances of his precious apprentice winning, when he was asked by Mu Yanxiu, he didn't understand for a while, "What?"

Mu Yanxiu repeated lightly, "How long will this collision last?"

Que Zhong pinched his fingers, "It's really hard to say, it may be resolved in a short while, or it may last for a few years. It depends on whether the will of the two people is evenly matched."

"Fanfan..." Mu Yanxiu was at a loss for a moment.

Que Zhong was also very upset, no matter what, he was also his precious apprentice, if he was really forced to death by that boy with a lot of resentment, why wouldn't he feel distressed?

Mu Yanxiu looked at Mu Yifan with frowned eyebrows, and for some reason suddenly remembered that after he came out of the restraint, Mu Yifan's expression was cold and indifferent, as if he was filled with infinite anger, but he let go of the knot in his heart .After a while, he pulled away from his memories, "Is "Fate" still with the master?"

Que Zhong suddenly realized, "Is there a method available?"

"En." Mu Yanxiu responded lightly, "Dissolve the divination power in other people's bodies, so that they can prevent their fate from colliding."

"But..." Que Zhong frowned, "I haven't read that page yet, and it will take at least a month to learn it. Can Xiao Li wait so long?"

Mu Yanxiu patted Mu Yifan's head, "We have to believe him, Fanfan also has his own beliefs."

Que Zhong slapped his head, "That's right! This is my precious apprentice! How can you not believe him?! I'll go and see now!" He hurried out as he spoke.

Mu Yanxiu stopped him, "Please inform Yu Ya and ask him to find out the identity of that person to me."

"Okay." Que Zhong hurriedly agreed, and hurriedly left Mu Yifan's bedroom.

Mu Yanxiu gently kissed the young man's lips, "Fanfan, if you don't wake up, I will kill that person and go to accompany you..." The gentle tone was like a spring breeze, just words The strong possessiveness in the middle makes people shudder.

But an hour later, Mu Yanxiu had more information in his hand.

Zuo Xiaoyou, male, 15 years old, currently studying in the school under the name of Mu, an orphan, entered the school as a special student.He has some relationship with Lu Keyu, the third young master of the Lu family. Before he disappeared, he had just returned from working as a temporary worker in a coffee shop. It was more than six hours since he was discovered. It was a mass murder.

Mu Yanxiu read it over and over several times, "Lu Keyu?"

"It's Lu Manman's third brother." Yu Ya kindly reminded him from the side, "The second young master has a good relationship with him."

Mu Yanxiu remembered that the first time he took Que away to the secular world, he happened to meet Mu Linyu who was about to go out, as if it was for Lu Keyu's birthday.

Yu Ya said again, "Zuo Xiaoyou is the most outstanding student among this year's students, and his ranking has always been in the top three. The school has also given him a lot of subsidies. Patriarch, you once designated him as the future must-have of the Mu family. One of the talents recruited."

For this point, Mu Yanxiu still had an impression. He didn't even look at it at the time and asked Yu Ya to check it. Now it seems that he is really surprised.

Because that school is also one of the properties under the name of the Mu family, Mu Yanxiu will always pay attention to it, and he pays great attention to the top students.Zuo Xiaoyou belongs to the kind of good-natured child, and usually gets along with some poor but kind children, the only exception is Lu Keyu, it seems that we still have to start with the Lu family.

After Mu Yanxiu thought it through, he asked Yu Ya to do it.He is not a well-intentioned person, he just wants to dissipate Zuo Xiaoyou's resentment through this incident, and strive for greater possibilities for Mu Yifan's victory.Although the destiny collision between fortune-tellers can only be resisted by the fortune-teller's own will, external influences are also possible.

When he came to the bedroom, Mu Yanxiu sighed softly when he saw the bedridden man, "Fanfan..."

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oops!Today, Xiaobeibi at Ermu's sister's house drank full moon wine, and Ermu went out to play for a day. . . . .I guess I'm going to school tomorrow, for Ermu's hard work, why don't you give me a comment?