Throne of Radiance

"Master Zhang is dead, prepare for the funeral."

"!!!" Looking at the back that was drifting away, Su Huaijia stood motionless at the same spot, without responding for a long time.

At this moment, he felt as stupid as the onlookers.

What's even more strange is that he felt that these words fit so well with what he thought in his heart, which made him have an inexplicable sympathy.

……Why!This calm posture looks so damn handsome?This light and fluffy sentence actually suits his appetite so damn much, it's so irritating? !

... Is this guy still the magic stick in his heart?What is wrong? ? ?

But he looked left and right, looked up and down, but he couldn't see the slightest spirit of immortality in this mortal!

Could it be that his cultivation level is not yet at home and he misread it?

Su Huaijia, who didn't know that her lines were robbed, and there will probably be more lines robbed in the future, is not well now, and suddenly began to doubt life.

Before he could continue to struggle, the two figures suddenly rushed towards Su Huaijia, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and were about to hug his legs: "Master Immortal, Master Immortal, please be the master for us! My son is doing fine, but he came back a bit late, so it's already, already...it must be that liar Qi Jiu who is talking nonsense and talking nonsense! Immortal Master, please be merciful and do the math for us! "

At this time, the Zhang couple, who were absolutely unwilling to accept the fortune-telling results of the "little celestial master", directly put on the hat of the magic stick, and they seemed to have become Su Huaijia's most steadfast supporters.

Su Huaijia took a step back in time, avoiding two pairs of salty hands, frowning and looking at the two people who were almost crying for him on the ground.

Facing the pleading eyes of the two, he nodded.

"Since that's the case, then I'll make a fortune."

After taking out the tortoise shell, Su Huaijia cheered up again.

...Indeed, even though he has seen that this couple is destined to die, it is not certain when their son will die. What if that Qi Jiu just made a fool of himself?

Bang, bang, bang!

As the tortoise shell fell to the ground, Su Huaijia was silent again.

Ah this...

I'm sorry, I made you wait in vain, people are really dead!Go collect the corpse now... Maybe it's still too late?

Under the expectant eyes of the Zhang couple, he opened his mouth and almost subconsciously spit out a sentence.

"Master Zhang is dead, prepare for the funeral."

As soon as these words came out, Su Huaijia was stunned.

... No, my damn mouth, why did I subconsciously imitate Qi Jiu's tongue?

...But why is this sentence surprisingly smooth?It's almost like what I want to say from my heart?

Although Su Huaijia himself felt that this sentence was really too casual and blurted out subconsciously, the expressions of the people around him showed that they obviously didn't think so.

——The front foot is still questioning the little celestial master pretending to be a ghost, but you are a tortoise shell and calculating. After a high-level operation, the calculated result is exactly the same as the little celestial master, just like copying the answer, without changing a single word of?

Good guy, is this the legendary fairy disciple?

——I can do it too!

For a moment, the melon-eating crowd looked at Su Huaijia with subtle expressions.It's like a scumbag exposed after watching the pretended academic god.

Su Huaijia:? ? ?

The farce that happened at the gate of Zhang's family spread quickly in the small county town of Yongcheng. Except for the Zhang family who was completely in an atmosphere of grief, everyone else was reveling.

In such a remote small county, there is not much excitement to see, and it takes a long time for something new to happen.And today's duel between Xianmen disciple Su Huaijia and Tianshi Shenshu Qijiu is obviously the kind of "hot news" that can make the whole Yongcheng lively and discussed for a long time.

Su Huaijia probably never imagined that when he just returned to Yongcheng, he wanted to expose Qi Jiu's true face, but in the end he helped him deepen the image of a celestial master in the hearts of the people of Yongcheng, which can be said to be counterproductive.

And he, a disciple of the immortal sect who returned from his apprenticeship, should have been enthusiastically sought after by all the people, and because of his unsatisfactory performance in this duel, everyone's pursuit and admiration for him has undoubtedly dropped a level compared to before.

Although the common people still look after this fairy disciple, but now, everyone seems to think that this tall fairy disciple is about the same level as the little celestial master they are familiar with.

Translating their mentality, it is probably similar——

#圣堂名学进学高考生, that’s the level, it’s about the same as the self-taught village chief Qi in our village#

#Although the high-achieving students in prestigious schools are very good, but he will be able to do it, and our village head Qi will do it too, so life is as usual#

#Is this legendary famous school really not a pheasant university#

#Even if it is pheasant university, we have to look up, anyway, it is a famous university student who knows more than us#

Such a trend made Su Huaijia intolerable.

Su Huaijia, who originally doubted his life because of the result of the previous duel, was bored in his own home for a few days in retreat, and when he learned of the change in the wind direction in the county, he almost laughed angrily.

He knew that he was not good at learning, and that he was no more than a mediocre person in the sect, so he was sent out of the sect by his teacher on the grounds of "not being immortal" after he had just turned ten years old, but there was no doubt that the sect was in Suhuai The image in Jia's heart cannot be slandered.

Not to mention... because of one of his own mistakes, people look down on him and even the entire division.

...No, he can't just give up like that.

... No matter how you look at it, that Qi Jiu is a magic stick. Back then, the teachers also judged that the old celestial master was a magic stick pretending to be a ghost. The teachers must not be wrong in their judgment.Could it be possible that a magic stick who pretends to be a ghost can teach a true celestial master?

Maybe Qi Jiu just hit each other and bumped into each other blindly!

After all, judging whether a person is alive or dead is a very simple multiple-choice question, and there is a half probability of choosing the right one.At that time, Qi Jiu was riding a tiger and the blind man died, and it happened that the blind man was also normal.

— that's reasonable.

Coming to this conclusion, Su Huaijia finally felt that the logic was smooth, and she was no longer tormented by the question of #Why no matter how you look at it, the guy who is a mortal can be right#.

Hmph, even if that guy is lucky...

It's good luck once, but what about the second, third, and fourth time?

As long as it continues, this guy will show his flaws sooner or later!

Su Huaijia made up his mind and made up his mind completely. As soon as he heard that someone asked the little celestial master to make a fortune, he rushed there immediately, and was ready to expose his true face at any time—he didn't believe that this magic stick who pretended to be a ghost every time Can get away with it!

So, again and again in the incident.

Su Huaijia, who is not surnamed evil, rushed up...

Su Huaijia, who didn't believe in evil, collapsed.

Su Huaijia, who was still not evil, rushed forward again...

Su Huaijia, who still didn't believe in evil, fell down again.

The next scene, for Su Huaijia, became very cruel, it was simply a repeated scene of social death.

Act One—

Facing the fortune-teller who has been plagued by bad luck and nightmares recently, Su Huaijia just took out the tortoise shell and hasn't pulled it a few times...

The young Taoist only glanced at the other person's face, and then gave the answer: "Your ancestral grave has been destroyed, Fengshui and earth veins have been damaged, and all the good luck has turned into disaster."

The melon-eaters, who were walking fast, ran back and forth to the ancestral grave, shouting the result while running: "The little celestial master is really a fortune teller, a fortune teller! There is really something wrong with the ancestral grave of the Wang family!"

Accompanied by this exclamation, whether it was the fortune-teller who paid or other onlookers eating melons, they all turned into background monsters who only cheered and worshiped, and shot admiring glances at Bai Yi.

Only Su Huaijia, who hadn't had time to finish the calculation, slowly petrified outside the crowd, as if he had been hit by a critical blow.

"……This is impossible!"

Act II—

Facing the fortune teller who was said to have lost his child, this time Su Huaijia took out the turtle shell faster.But the young Taoist said without even thinking about it: "I didn't lose him, I went to play with my grandfather's house in a neighboring village, and I will come back at night."

As soon as the words fell, the child's uncle happened to come over: "Sister, your Hu'er is at our house now, my parents sent me to tell you, don't worry..."

Seeing that everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, showing an expression of false alarm, and even praised the little celestial master for being accurate...

Su Huaijia's heart was so cold.

Critical damage × 2!

Su Huaijia's hand holding the tortoise shell was trembling.

He bowed his head.

"I want... what is the use of this turtle shell..."

Act Three—

The fortune teller had just invited the little celestial master here, and before he even spoke out about his problem, the young Taoist casually waved his sleeves: "Don't worry about your mother's illness, she will not only survive this catastrophe, but also live to be 80 years old." age."

The fortune-teller had an ecstatic expression on his face.

Su Huaijia, who was confused, gradually became dull.

"I must be dreaming..."

……

In this way, Su Huaijia rushed forward time and time again, and lay down again and again, which made Bai Yi's reputation as a celestial master in the hearts of ordinary people in Yongcheng reach the highest peak.

If Bai Yi submitted the task now, he would most likely be able to pass it directly. However, because the reputation of "Heavenly Master's Divine Fortune-telling" is only limited to Yongcheng, the degree of completion of the task is not estimated to be too high.

——Of course he would not just choose to submit the task like this.

Anyway, there is still a lot of wool to squeeze.

With the help of Su Huaijia, the reputation of the celestial master's fortune-telling is becoming more and more famous. The common people in Yongcheng are also very happy to have such a celestial master's fortune-telling by their side, and feel an inexplicable sense of security.

For a while, everyone was very happy, except Su Huaijia.

The world where only Su Huaijia was injured was achieved.

Su Huaijia: "..."

Don't talk, he just wants to be quiet.Don't ask him who Jing Jing is.

You know, in this attempt to expose the true face of the magic stick, Su Huaijia originally regarded it as a heretical way when he was at the mountain gate and did not practice it seriously. .

In this period of less than half a year, probably because of his crazy investment, he felt that his divination skills had improved a lot. Maybe even the teacher who taught him the divination skills was not good at this aspect now. His opponent is gone.

If at the beginning, he believed that the other party was pretending to be a ghost, he just wanted to expose the true face of the magic stick, then later he had already determined that the other party had real talents, and changed from exposing the magic stick to being happy to see the hunter, and competed with fellow Taoists ...

However, what Su Huaijia was facing was a man who never used any tools for every divination, not even a symbolic calculation formula, making it impossible to see what method he used to perform the divination. monster.

It was as if, when that person stood in front of the fortune-teller, he could see the future of the other party with just one glance.

The young Taoist's eyes are always calm and breezy, which makes people wonder whether he can see through the fate of everyone at a glance.

——Su Huaijia has never seen such an outrageous fortune-telling!

This simply made him doubt life and completely shut himself off.

"So... the clown is actually me?"

"—You are the well-deserved master of heaven?"

Seeing Su Huaijia who was completely convinced, Bai Yi who used the "magic file reading skill" to copy the answers directly from him many times, sighed, and couldn't help showing a loving look in his eyes.

Faced with such a cute little assist who rushed over again and again and fell down again and again, who took the initiative to act as a face-slapping tool to help him improve his reputation, who would not be moved?

"No, the real celestial master is actually you...I'm afraid you don't even know how talented you are in divination!"

Bai Yi answered Su Huaijia silently in her heart.

On the surface, the young Taoist in fluttering green clothes had his hands behind his back and raised his eyes to the sky, looking at him with an indescribably ethereal loneliness.

"—And this one, it's just an ordinary answer-copying machine, Ba Liao."