genius divination

Chapter 1243 Foresight
Somewhere in Hong Kong, a contractor knocks on a door.

"Come in." The person in the room seemed to be an old man.His voice sounds soft and a standard mid-range.It's just that there seemed to be a trace of bewilderment and loss in his voice.Not so long ago he was a revered prophet; now he is a dispensable.He was even forced to leave the fraternity and go into exile alone in this strange place.

The contractor pushed the door open and went in, watching the old man bowing forward, kissing the ring on the old man's hand, and standing in front of the old man with a humble attitude.

The old man glanced at him and said slowly, "Why are you?"

"I met someone today." The contractor said calmly.

"Oh? If it's him, you don't need to say it. I have already foreseen it." The old man nodded.

The contractor was slightly surprised, "You have foreseen it?"

"Yes, the person you met was Fan Jiannan, and he wants you to take back a contract." The old man said slowly, "Am I right?"

The contractor lowered his head, "The prophet is wise."

"It's not that I'm wise, but this person is very special." The prophet sighed, "His existence is a variable. In fact, all my predictions are basically related to this person. Even now, I don't know I can often see some visions about him. I can't say why, and I don't know when it started. He seems to have a special meaning for all of us."

"All of us mean..." The contractor hesitated and asked tentatively, "All fraternity people?"

"It may be wider than this, maybe it refers to all the magicians." The prophet said with a sigh.

"All the magicians?" The contractor was even more surprised, "but I didn't find anything special about him. Maybe he is a very powerful magician, but it's not the kind that is too powerful. I even found that his There is a kind of very peaceful temperament about him. It doesn't seem like an extremely dangerous person."

"If you can discover his specialness, then what do we need?" The Prophet smiled and shook his head, "He is a blood cracker."

"Blood crack? So..." The contractor said with an ugly face, "He's the same as Zhang Jian. Could it be that he's also an immortal?"

"Of course not. The Immortal is an anomaly in the Brotherhood. Since Zhang Jian got rid of the other two Immortals, he is the only one in the world." The Prophet shook his head, "This person's special The thing is, he's a trigger."

"The triggerer? You mean, he is the kind of person who can trigger major events?" The contractor frowned. "Does such a person really exist?"

"There is no doubt that it is countless people like him who have created our history. Some of them will be remembered forever because of famous historical events, while others will remain unknown all their lives and no one has ever heard of them. But they are secretly affecting the course of human history. That’s why they are called triggers.” The prophet said calmly, “It’s like the Serbian youth Princip who shot the crown prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. It triggered the famous World War I. Some seemingly ordinary people can often be the triggers of certain events. As long as the right time, the right place, and the right things happen.”

"Is this Fan Jiannan such a person?" The contractor frowned.

"More than that, he is like a magnetic field, there are too many things about the art world, all around him. I can't explain why this is, because there is no reasonable explanation, the only thing that can be said is that his life That should be it." The Prophet shook his head.

"You seem to attach great importance to him?" The contractor said calmly.

"Because he deserves our attention. Do you still remember the taboo prophecy that has been circulated in the Brotherhood for many years?" The prophet glanced at him and said.

The contractor hesitated, "You mean the incomplete prophecy left by Nostradamus when he was dying?"

"Yes. The prophecy pointed to the schism of the Brotherhood, and mentioned that a young man from the East would hold up a bright flame. But even the great prophet Nostradamus failed to see the second half clearly Whether he set fire to the world of the sorcerer, or illuminated the world of the sorcerer with light. We don't know." The prophet smiled bitterly, "Not only do I value him, but Zhang Jian also attaches great importance to him. Otherwise How could you take such a big risk to win the Holy Grail?"

"Zhang Jian..." The contractor said with some surprise, "You mean that the real reason why Zhang Jian robbed the Holy Grail was also because of him?"

"Yes, the function of the Holy Grail is to contain special blood. Zhang Jian once believed that Fan Jiannan's blood was a necessary condition for completing the secret of longevity." The prophet said calmly.

The contractor frowned and said, "Just because he is a blood cracker? Is this reason too far-fetched?"

"Zhang Jian has also read the prophecy." The prophet glanced at the contractor and said, "And he is smarter than most people, he knows what he wants."

"Then, the reason why you insist on coming to Hong Kong, could it be..."

The Prophet nodded and said calmly, "You guessed right, it's also because of him. This person is the most special key figure in our war with Zhang Jian. And I chose to come to Hong Kong because Zhang Jian couldn't get him." How long will it take to come here. This will be the new promised land, and it will also be the final battle between us and him."

"The Promised Land, the final battle? You mean us..." the contractor said in surprise.

"We're all going to die. My child, we're all going to die eventually. But we're going to die for what it's worth." A blush crept across the Prophet's sickly face.

"Yes, Prophet." The contractor lowered his head.

The Prophet paused, looked at the contractor and said, "Since you have understood everything, I want you to keep an eye on this person from now on."

"Staring at him?" The contractor frowned, "But why?"

"Because Zhang Jian will come to him, this is the best way for us to find Zhang Jian's whereabouts here." The prophet said calmly, "We are sparsely populated here, but it is more suitable for me to hide. Zhang Jian cannot find Zhang Jian through any other channels. Get our news. But we can find him through Fan Jiannan, so that we can gain the initiative in our future battles with him."

"Yes, Prophet. I will keep an eye on Fan Jiannan. But he may find me. I don't have much confidence in keeping an eye on him without being found." The contractor shook his head.

"Then be discovered by him, he won't do anything to you. From the beginning to the end, he will not be our enemy. Well, you go out, I am a little tired." The prophet waved his hand, his hand Being old and terminally ill, I really can't stand talking for too long.He even started to pant, so he had no choice but to pick up the oxygen mask beside him and press it on his mouth and nose.

The contractor glanced at the old man, saluted respectfully, and walked out of the room.The Prophet took oxygen for a while before his breathing returned to normal.He murmured, "This is the last thing I do, I hope there is still time."

Fan Jiannan was still confused about Qin Shijie in the Tianji Pavilion, and he was still studying those shamanistic writings.But as his research on Wuwen deepened, he felt a little unbelievable.Because these Wuwen completely broke the rules no matter from that point.Some of the most basic laws of the operation of spells are so pale and powerless in front of these wuwen.

In the end, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his mind, and a drop of blood fell from his nose and dripped on the white paper in front of him.Fan Jiannan immediately pushed aside the chair and stood up, staggered to the balcony, and took a few deep breaths to relieve the tingling pain in his head.He leaned on the railing of the balcony with a pale face, and let out a heavy breath.

In the past few days, he has been too obsessed with these ancient witch scripts, and there have been signs of such a madness several times.However, every time he took a step back at the most critical time to avoid greater damage to his body.But even so, he still couldn't bear it.On the balcony, he quickly calmed himself down, turned his head and looked at the Wuwen on the table, and he couldn't help but smiled wryly.

The door of the room was knocked lightly.The only one who came to look for him at this time was Feng Yuan.He immediately went to the room, crumpled up the bloody paper and threw it into the wastebasket. "

Come in, the door is unlocked. "Fan Jiannan pretended to be relaxed and smiled.

Feng Yuan walked in and looked at him, slightly surprised, "Are you okay. Why do I feel that your complexion is a little off?"

"Me?" Fan Jiannan shrugged pretending to be surprised, "What can I do? By the way, have your recent affairs gone well?"

"Fortunately, the land under your name has been developed and sold well. It is conservatively estimated that you can also make double the profit. Because of the price of that land, you really took advantage of it." Feng Yuan said with a smile. "Tell me, how should I thank you?"

Fan Jiannan rubbed his nose and pretended to hesitate, thinking for a while, "How about I treat you to dinner tomorrow?"

"It's as simple as eating?" Feng Yuan asked in amazement.

"Then change it to finishing the meal. If that doesn't work, then we can add something else after dinner, such as watching a movie, or just find a place to be romantic." Fan Jiannan said with a smile.

"I don't want it. It's romantic, you must be looking for an excuse to hang out in a nightclub." Feng Yuan smiled and said, "How can I not know you?"

"How is this possible? I have long since drawn a line with that playboy Zhu Qingfeng. I have you now is enough." Fan Jiannan said seriously.

Feng Yuan smiled and said, "Don't come here. Didn't it mean that as soon as I turned around, you went to spend time and drink again?"

"This matter is actually a bit of a misunderstanding. Men and women have different ways of treating friends." Fan Jiannan smiled and said, "Women, even the best same-sex friends, are not as good as boyfriends. But what about men? Even though he has the most perfect girlfriend in the world, sometimes he hangs out with his gay friends."

"Bah, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Yuan scolded with a smile.

"Really, this is an undeniable truth. Haven't you seen it? After a friend of mine got married, when he met his wife and returned to her natal home, it was like a holiday. He called and invited all his buddies to the house. All night long Playing cards and bragging, watching football games. This fully proves that a man cannot live without women, but he also cannot live without friends." Fan Jiannan said eloquently.

"That's all right, all right, stop talking nonsense. That client of yours is here again, waiting for you in the reception room." Feng Yuan said with a smile, "I think he looks very bad. He's not that famous Are you an investment genius, why do you come to ask for fortune? Don't you always hate people like them?"

"No way, customers are customers." Fan Jiannan shrugged and said, "We are open for business, so we can't be too picky about customers." After speaking, he hugged Feng Yuan with a smile, turned around and went downstairs to the reception room.

In the reception room, Fan Jiannan saw Qin Shijie. This handsome young man had aged and haggarded a lot within a few days.

Fan Jiannan frowned and said, "Mr. Qin, your complexion is not very good, have you gone to see a doctor?"

"I went to the hospital for an examination, and there is nothing wrong, but I can feel that I am getting weaker and weaker." Qin Shijie said calmly, "I know, my time is running out. Maybe a few months, maybe only a few Zhou. I am here today, just stopping by to see you. I really appreciate everything you have done for me."

"Don't say that, I can't help you much." Fan Jiannan shook his head.

"Sometimes, people can't control their destiny. I understand that." Qin Shijie smiled wryly, "But I also know that Master Fan has worked hard for me. So even if I can't change anything, I really want to live it again. Look at you. Say thank you."

Seeing his expression, Fan Jiannan was not very happy to be honest.After all, Qin Shijie came here for fame, and I didn't have any good countermeasures for his situation.Even the contractor said there was nothing he could do, so what could he do with Fan Jiannan?
So after being silent for a while, Fan Jiannan sighed, "To be honest, Mr. Qin, I have been thinking about your problem for the past few days. Now I have a little idea. At this time, you seem to give up on your own initiative, which makes me Feeling a little confused."

Qin Shijie shook his head and said, "I have thought about what the contractor said carefully, and I think he is right. It was indeed I who signed the contract on my own initiative. If everything I have gained in the past few years was really exchanged for my fate Yes. Then I think my request to break the contract at this time is a bit too idealistic. So I decided to let it go."

"Forget it like this?" Fan Jiannan frowned, "Although the chances are really slim, I think there is another way worth trying."

(End of this chapter)