genius divination

Chapter 361
In the afternoon, there was a sudden strong wind!
The gust of wind came suddenly, and without warning, the small town in the south of the Yangtze River was blown, leaving only a mess.The thick clouds in the sky suddenly closed, and the pressure became lower and lower, and the color became deeper and deeper.Flying sand and walking stones.

Looking out the window of the mustache, he felt that even the air had turned a dim yellow on the ground covered by dark yellow clouds.This color gave him a strange feeling, as if he found a dried yellow petal in an old book, and suddenly after many years, he remembered his youth again.Those years that have passed, those days that even I have forgotten.

Mustache closed the window and sighed softly, "Smog, sandstorm, what else can we do? This is the weather."

Mustache already found it very annoying. Of course, it is easier to complain a little bit when drinking alone.He had a strange feeling that something that should not belong to him and that he had never had made him almost cry.Maybe it was the ancient plate in his hand that made him feel so strangely sentimental.

When he felt that his throat was a little swollen, his eyes were a little hot, and his nose was a little sore, he smiled and said: "Thousands of years of entanglement, the persistence of countless generations of sorcerers, is for this, I rely on it! For this, I He even became a kidnapper once. What a fucking fate."

The window opened suddenly, and the strong wind rushed in almost with a cry of joy. The whole wind room was suddenly in chaos, sand, stones, branches and debris danced wildly, knocking on the window, knocking on the wall and knocking on the door, and knocking every corner that could be lifted up. After overturning it for a closer look, knocking and knocking, the door was finally knocked open, the passage was smooth, the wind was stronger, and finally the table was overturned, and there was a lot of clanging and clattering.

Mustache stood up in horror, and stood still at the window, the corners of his clothes fluttering like a butterfly's wings.The sundries in the wind even scraped faint bloodstains on his face, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

It is a very common thing to have a strong northwest wind in winter, but here is not a desert in the northwest, but a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.The wind was not from the northwest, but from the southeast, which is always a strange thing.What's more, there seemed to be a figure approaching in the opposite wind.

"Fan Jiannan?" Mustache stared at the person opposite.

The man walked in with his head down, wearing a mask, and closed the door behind him. "This damn weather is really annoying. Also, can't you live better? This place seems to be a dilapidated building."

"My salary is not high, and I like to gamble. Can I ask how you found me?" Mustache shrugged.

Fan Jiannan took off his mask slowly, and smiled at Mustache, "It's rare that you still recognize me. It's actually very simple. I did a calculation and figured out where you are. But I'm curious, how did you get this ancient disk Hide it so I can't feel it?"

"It's actually very simple, use lead foil. This thing is dense enough to block even radioactive substances, not to mention a small wave of magic power." Mustache's eyes flickered.

"Oh, I've learned a lot." Fan Jiannan nodded.

Mustache smiled slightly, "I think you didn't come to me to gain knowledge, but to settle accounts with me."

Fan Jiannan smiled and said, "Shouldn't I settle accounts with you?"

"No, because the whole thing was caused by you. And even if you are very angry, you will not kill people. This is the biggest difference between you and your father. He is completely desperate, but you are not yet." Mustache said no Expressively and authentically, his hand on the table has already moved slightly.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything stupid. You know that I may not be very good at spells, but I am the strongest among the five magicians in terms of formations. No.30 Qi, Xun is the wind, Xun Mu Bachun Gua. As long as there is any spell cast, no matter who you or I are, it will break the balance of magic power, and this dilapidated house will completely collapse." Fan Jiannan sighed.

Mustache's expression froze, he withdrew his hand, and sighed, "So, you are not only seeking to settle accounts with me, but you are also seeking me desperately. A little friction, as for doing this? I know you treat me Got a little pissed off about that little kidnapping joke, but after all no one got hurt, right?"

"I just want to talk to you. As for your reaction, it's up to you." Fan Jiannan said flatly. "You can choose to talk to me, or you can choose to die with me."

"You know that I will not return the things to you. Why pretend to be a good person." Mustache said coldly.

Fan Jiannan shook his head and said, "I didn't say that I came this time for the Dragon Armor God. I just want to know what I should know."

Mustache looked at him suspiciously, "Is it really just for talking?"

Fan Jiannan said, "I want to know everything about Liujiaxun, and why you want this thing. As long as you can give me a satisfactory answer, I will offer this Dragon Armor Godly Medal with both hands."

Mustache thought for a while, and finally nodded and said, "In that case, I can tell you, but can I smoke?" He took out the cigarette case from his pocket.He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and picked up the lighter.

But before he put the lighter on it, Fan Jiannan snatched the cigarette dangling from his mouth with one hand, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it out of the window.Even the cigarette case he put on the table was thrown out by Fan Jiannan.

"What do you mean?" Mustache asked with a straight face.

"I know your drug effect is very good, I don't want to faint for no reason. So, I still smoke mine." Fan Jiannan took out his cigarette and put it on the table expressionlessly, "Please .”

Mustache looked at Fan Jiannan for a long time, then suddenly smiled, "You also figured this out?"

Fan Jiannan curled his lips and said, "I can think of such a simple matter with my knees. Besides, it's better to be careful when dealing with people like you than to be careless, what do you think?"

Mustache shrugged, pretending not to understand, picked up Fan Jiannan's cigarette, lit one, and took a deep breath. "Whatever you think, maybe I'm trying to plot against you, maybe I really just want to smoke a cigarette."

"What is the purpose of you wanting this dragon armor medal?" Fan Jiannan asked in a low voice.

Mustache shrugged and said, "There is no intention, it's just a tradition. The Dragon Armor God's Seal must be placed in our Liujiaxun's hands so that we can rest assured. This has been the case in all ages. Except for the time kept by your Fan family, we hold The magician with the longest dragon armor seal."

"Why?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

Mustache took a puff of smoke and said slowly, "We are protecting ourselves. When major events happen in the art world, we will try our best to ensure the integrity of Liujia Xun's inheritance."

(End of this chapter)