Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

Thanks to Qing Xuzi Wang Qing, she is now particularly sensitive to Taoist monks and so on.

"Yes."

Feng Mian shrugged, "Just go, I was going to go anyway."

She has no opinion and dare not have any opinion.

Qing Ling touched her head and comforted her: "Okay, don't think too much."

Feng Mian shook his head, "No, I just feel a little angry."

When the time comes, she will have to deal with these two PTSD.

When Feng Mian went to see the prophet, the weather was good and not too cold. Qing Ling brought Feng Mian to the prophet and left by herself.

Feng Mian looked at the young man in front of her, and her reaction was exactly the same as Qing Ling's reaction when she saw him for the first time.

too young.

"You, are you really a prophet?"

Why not an amiable old man with a white beard?

"Why do you all say the same thing?" The prophet was helpless.

"You?" Feng Mian was keenly aware of the loopholes in his words.

The prophet said calmly: "Everyone who comes here will ask me if I am a real prophet, and they will say that the image they have in their imagination is that of an old man with immortal demeanor. One by one, I am afraid they have read too many words."

Feng Mian smiled awkwardly.

"Prophet, I came here this time to ask you to answer some questions. I wonder if you are willing."

"You want to ask about that jade pendant." The prophet calmly took a sip of tea.

Feng Mian's eyes lit up, "You know!"

The prophet smiled and said: "I just know a little bit about it. Where is the little girl next to you? Why didn't you see her come with you?"

Feng Mian was stunned, was he talking about A Nuan?     “You mean A Nuan?”

"Besides her, are there any other little girls around you?" the prophet asked.

Feng Mian said: "I didn't ask An Nuan to come. If the prophet wants to see her, I asked Qing Ling to call her over."

The prophet shook his head, "I don't want to see her, but what you want to know has something to do with this girl, so I want you to be mentally prepared."

Sure enough, A Nuan has a lot to do with Qingfeng City.

Feng Mian straightened his expression and said, "Say."

Know first: "This story is very long and boring, but you should know the predecessor of Qingfeng City and the incident of flying rocks falling from the sky."

"Yes, I know all this." Feng Mian nodded.

"That's easy to handle. In fact, the beginning of everything has something to do with that flying rock from the sky, but... according to you, it should be called a meteorite, right?"

Feng Mian's pupils shrank, "You..."

"Don't be surprised. Since I am a prophet, I naturally have all special abilities." The prophet smiled kindly and looked at the dark sky. "That meteorite is still affecting everything in Qingfeng City. It is in the City Lord's Mansion. .”

Feng Mian frowned, "What kind of influence do you mean? A phenomenon similar to the map that appeared before?"

The prophet shook his head, "No, that's nothing at all. What's really powerful is its impact on people. Have you found any radioactive things or radiation in your world? Will it also make people fall into an illusion and make it difficult to escape? City Lord's Mansion That thing is similar to what you have studied, and it does have this effect, but it is not dead, but... alive."

Live?

Feng Mian didn't understand what he meant, "Does it have life on its own or does it have life inside it?"

Meteorite is a living specimen, she still knows this.

“It has a life of its own and can talk to it.”