Twilight Speaker

Chapter 196: White Moon, Regular Meeting
Deep in the garbage dump, in the open space surrounded by mountains of garbage, many shacks are built.

“This is our home.”

The one-eyed young man introduced Chen Xiang and Wang Muyu. He looked at Chen Xiang:

"You are very interested in fate. That's good. The great God of Fate will accept every citizen who believes in Him."

A meaningful smile appeared on Chen Xiang's face:

"Well, I am indeed interested."

As he spoke, he looked around at the people in this shantytown. They were all scavengers, dressed in rags, each doing their own job.
Some people were cutting up freshly caught sea fish, some were washing torn and dirty clothes, some were making a fire, and some were chopping wood.

This place is more like a gathering place for survivors of the doomsday era.

To be precise, for these people, there is no difference between the Nine Rings and Doomsday.

"May the great destiny protect you. Follow me and I will take you to see the elders."

The one-eyed young man led Chen Xiang and Wang Muyu through the shantytown. Many scavengers who were working cast curious glances at them, and many people also greeted the one-eyed young man loudly.

"Second brother!"

The one-eyed young man nodded in response.

Arriving deep in the shantytown, there was a relatively clean and bright wooden house. The one-eyed young man knocked on the door, and an old voice came from inside:

"Come in."

He pushed the door open with the two of them.

The wooden house was small but clean. An old man was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of hot water.
"Who are these two?"

"Elder, they are the new exiles."

The one-eyed young man spoke respectfully:
"They are very interested in the great god of fate!"

"Oh?"

The elder put down the hot water cup, raised his cloudy eyes, looked up and down at the two young men and women, and spoke hoarsely:
"Then please take a seat, and may fate protect you."

Chen Xiang and Wang Muyu sat down. At this moment, he was not in a hurry to go to the Middle Third Ring Road or even the Inner Third Ring Road. Instead, he stared at the old man called "Elder".

A vague message was captured.

[Elder: Once the one favored by fate, abandoned by the pillar of fate]

Interesting, interesting.
A faint smile appeared on Chen Xiang's face.

The elder was also looking at Chen Xiang and Wang Muyu at this time, and spoke gently:
"Outsiders, you are very interested in the God I worship, right?"

"Correct."

Chen Xiang smiled and said:
"The God of Destiny - this reminds me of the three gods in the legend. It also makes me curious. Are you a believer of one of the three gods?"

"Yes, and also wrong."

The elder signaled the one-eyed youth to pour a cup of hot water mixed with impurities for Chen Xiang and Wang Muyu, and said calmly:
"To be precise, I am not a believer in the great destiny, but a member of His family."

"Familia?"

Chen Xiang showed some interest:
"What do you mean?"

The elder coughed twice and began to speak in an aria:
"I came from an isolated island in the deep sea and was stranded here by accident. My hometown, that isolated island in the deep sea, is a truly ancient place. We, as members of the Destiny Clan, and a group of survivors live there."

Chen Xiang listened patiently without interrupting.

The elder pushed his reading glasses and stared at Chen Xiang with a deep gaze:

"As a member of the great destiny, I was stranded here by destiny, and I feel that I have now encountered destiny's arrangement."

Chen Xiang frowned:

"What do you mean?"

The elder coughed twice again:
"My child, I see the thread of fate in you. You must be the one favored by great destiny."

The one-eyed young man widened his eye, Wang Muyu looked a little strange, and Chen Xiang laughed:
"Very interesting, the one favored by fate?"

He smiled and asked:
"According to what you said, there really is a clan belonging to the pillar of destiny? You saw the thread of destiny in me, so how about your clan members also have it?"

"Yes, that's right. Correct."

The elder raised his head proudly:
"I used to have it too - but due to an accident, I lost the thread of fate and the power to control fate. But I can still see the thread of fate on you!"

Chen Xiang's smile became more and more intriguing. Yes, fate did spin the thread of his body - but it did not come from the favor of fate.

This was what he 'took'.

He continued to ask:
"Elder, can you tell me about your tribe and your hometown?"

Chen Xiang was very interested. This was a pleasant surprise. He suspected that the so-called tribe was the backer of the pillar of destiny. It was very interesting.

However, it seems like some coincidence. Is it fate?
No.

not.

Even the pillar of destiny can no longer arrange one's destiny at this moment. That strand of reality's essence cannot be desecrated, and no one is allowed to arrange it!
So, meeting this so-called elder was really just a coincidence.
The elder coughed twice and said:

"Yes, my child, I have told you that there are two ancient tribes in my hometown. One is us, the tribe of destiny, and the other one calls itself the remnants of the old days."

The smile on Chen Xiang’s face froze.

The one-eyed young man closed the door tightly at this time, and the elder continued: "The remnants of the old days - I have not had much contact with them, and I don't know much about them. As for us, the family of destiny, we are the most loyal believers and children of the great destiny. We pray, we are pious."

After a pause, his expression became solemn:
"Under the arrangement of fate, I lost the thread of destiny and wandered here. I think it was the great destiny that made me meet you - a lost person of destiny."

Chen Xiang did not say anything, but just looked at the information he captured from the elder again.

[Elder: Once the one favored by fate, abandoned by the pillar of fate]

The elder had a peaceful smile on his face:
"Child, stay with me, you will be my successor, I will teach you how to spin the thread of destiny, I will tell you how to communicate with the great destiny."

After a pause, a hint of fanaticism appeared on his face:
"I will also tell you where the great destiny lies."

The one-eyed young man made a strange gesture and prayed devoutly:

"Praise fate!"

Chen Xiang and Wang Muyu looked at each other, his gaze gradually became profound, and he caught a new piece of information.

[The elder is coveting your destiny. He wants to take it away and become the one favored by destiny again.]

A low-level life like the elder has no secrets at all in front of the false truth seed and in front of Chen Xiang today.

Chen Xiang knew everything.

But Chen Xiang's smile became brighter and brighter. This was really an unexpected surprise. The family of destiny and the survivors of the old days
Especially the remnants of the old days. He had heard that most of the nine old altars were in the hands of the remnants of the old days.

Unexpectedly, the survivors of the old days actually lived on an island with the family of destiny.
what does this mean?
Unexpectedly, the remnants of the old times do not worship themselves, otherwise, according to reason, the remnants of the old times should beat the brains out of the destiny clan!
But according to what the elders said, the two tribes lived in peace.
and so.

The remnants of the old days may worship the old days, but not themselves.

Could it be only those traitors, those former masters who were the backup planners?
Chen Xiang smiled and asked:

"Elder, you said you knew where the great destiny was. Where is it?"

"Heaven."

The elder's expression suddenly became solemn:
“He is always hanging high in the sky, watching us, gazing at us!”

Chen Xiang was slightly stunned.

The elders did not lie.

wrong.

Chen Xiang narrowed his eyes:

"You mean, the sun?"

"No, it's the moon. The moon is the body of great destiny." The elder said gently.

"Impossible." Chen Xiang rejected it flatly: "Red Moon is a great destiny? No, no, no, this..."

The elder frowned and interrupted:

"When did I say it was the red moon? I said it was the white moon."

The smile on Chen Xiang's face suddenly disappeared, and another piece of information was captured.

【He is telling the truth】

白月
That would be really weird.

The elder coughed violently at this time:
"Waiter, please arrange accommodation for the two of you first. Also, pay attention to the defense at night. I foresee that those lackeys of the Evil God may launch an attack in the next few days."

After a pause, he looked at Chen Xiang and spoke kindly:
"My child, I am very tired. I will tell you more tomorrow. Tomorrow, I will teach you how to use the spinning thread of destiny."

There was a gleam of greed in the elder's eyes.

Chen Xiang's eyes were gloomy. He nodded slightly and stood up, with those words still echoing in his mind.

White moon is destiny.

How could Bai Yue be destiny? How could it be destiny?

The key is that the pseudo-truth seed also gives a definite answer!

This is outrageous and bizarre!

You must know that Chen Xiang had already determined that Bai Yue and the mirror were mirror images of each other.
It’s hard to say which one is real and which one is fake, but one must be a mirror image of the other!

“It’s a big problem”

Chen Xiang thought so in his heart.

………………

into the night.

There was a loud thunder and the sea rolled and roared.

In the shed, Chen Xiang sat cross-legged, frowning, and pondered for a whole day, but still could not come up with an answer.

He walked out of the shed, looked up at the white moon for a long time, and snapped his fingers slightly.

A sound like a huge bell exploded in the ears of the first generation, the venerables, and even the prophets who were in the collapsed place.

【Regular meeting held! 】

(End of this chapter)