Yuanshin: Conquer Ayaka's stomach at the beginning

Ha you sister, really, this young man.

"Cough, young man, are you interested in your fate?" The fortune teller suppressed his urge to curse, and asked calmly.

"Can you see my fate?" Jiang Mu's eyes showed longing.

"It's natural, if you're interested, I don't mind talking to you..."

"I'm not interested." Jiang Mu said again.

"?" The fortune teller stopped in the middle of stroking his beard.

Ouch, my temper is about to burst out.

"Ahahaha, just kidding, just kidding, a calm old gentleman like you will not know as well as me, right?" Jiang Mu laughed again at this time, and asked back.

"?"

Fist hardened.

There are many ways to piss off a fortune teller, but you didn't choose any of them. Instead, you created a brand new way and directly maximized the effect.

Forget it, be more rational, be more rational, not only can I not offend this person in front of me, I can't even beat him.

The fortune teller took a deep breath and forced himself to smile.

"Of course not, young people should be like this, energetic, so now can you tell about your destiny?"

"I don't want to hear it." Jiang Mu said innocently.

"?"

reason?How do you make me rational? !

"I don't want to hear it...it's strange." Jiang Mu smiled again, looking at the fortune teller whose face gradually turned livid, he was very happy.

Really, although I don't know whether you, a fortune teller, are a good person or a bad person, I can tell at a glance that you are not human... Ah bah, I can tell at a glance that you are not an ordinary fortune teller, but a fortune teller dressed in clothes An unknown creature with a coat.

"Tell me, I'll stop talking." Jiang Mu didn't know who the other party was, but he was indeed interested in the "fate" he said.

The fortune teller took a deep breath, and said to himself who would like to do the job after this job.

"Young man, there is a saying in folklore called 'The Son of Destiny', have you ever heard of it?"

"No." Jiang Mu didn't choke him on purpose this time, he had never heard of it.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have one, anyway, the meaning of 'Son of Destiny' is literally."

"And what I want to tell you now is that the 'Son of Destiny' does exist in this Tivat continent."

"And then?" Jiang Mu asked knowingly.

Don't you just want to say that this "Child of Destiny" is me?

"It seems that you know a lot more than I thought." The fortune teller seemed to have seen through Jiang Mu's thoughts.

"Maybe." Jiang Mu shrugged.

In fact, I think it's not that I know too much, but that your news is very backward.

"You are not on the right path." The fortune teller looked at Jiang Mu's brown eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Oh." Jiang Mu said perfunctorily.

"Oh?" The fortune teller emphasized his tone, probably dissatisfied with Jiang Mu's perfunctory answer.

"You don't know what the consequences of this are going to be."

"That pale land should be the end of your journey, not the middle," snapped the fortune-teller.

However, he was probably worried that his words would be heard by passers-by, so although his tone was fierce, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"No, buddy, what are you talking about?" Now it's Jiang Mu's turn to be full of question marks, what is this all about, why does it seem like the world is going to be destroyed?

"I……?"

The good and heavy atmosphere was broken in an instant.

Who are you buddies with?

"I guess you are not from Liyue, right? I guess the word 'son of destiny' is not very popular in Liyue, right?" Jiang Mu decided to ignore the fortune teller's words.

"Does this have anything to do with it?" the fortune teller asked back.

"No, it's just that my sister told me that Liyue people can't believe in fate, so you haven't had many guests for most of the day." Jiang Mu said.

Gan Yu has experienced wars, is used to seeing life and death, and has won impossible battles, so she doesn't believe in fate.

Immortals do not believe in fate.

Child of Destiny, it sounds like Bigera is full, but it is actually nothing, because your destiny is determined by God.

And the sky that the fortune teller was talking about was not the blue sky in the conventional sense, maybe it really referred to the sky island.

"What do you mean?" asked the fortune teller.

"What I mean is that I want to be a salted fish with no dreams, I just want me and the people around me to live happily." Jiang Mu said.

"Have you heard of the Lone King of the Tower of Mond?"

"...I understand." The fortune teller said after a moment of silence.

"Then goodbye, I have to kill Bajia."

"goodbye…"