Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 880 I exist for you 15

"Look! This forest is not big, how can I not find it!"

Number 8 was furious. He pressed the belt around his waist a few times, pulled out a long stick with flashing current, and waved it in the air to look for it.

Jinchen left a message for them to follow, and did not stop until they almost reached the edge of the woods to ensure that their fight would not affect Yi Shen.

"Two minutes have passed and you haven't caught up with me yet. God, you are so slow."

A demanding and provocative voice sounded above No. 8.

No. 8 looked up in response and saw a wet vine swinging from the tree. He subconsciously bent down to avoid it. As a result, he tripped over the tree root next to his feet and fell directly forward.

"Not avoiding obstacles, zero points!"

Jinchen half-crouched on the tree and made a face at him, "You're crazy to want to catch me with this little strength."

No. 8 fell down and was bitten by the mud: "..."

He got up from the ground, his face extremely ugly, and the electric sound of swinging the stick in his hand was louder, making the three cautious men around him even more ridiculous.

"We must kill him today! Otherwise, we'll have to wait until No. 1 takes back his life points when we go back!"

Number Eight roared.

Jinchen on the tree happened to catch these words, and his mind immediately thought of the killed members.

So they rely on health points to continue their lives?

He pondered for a few moments, nimbly dodged several attacks, and decided to test it out.

the other side.

Yi Shen didn't wait for Jinchen to come back for several minutes. He was a little worried. He was also afraid that if he went there rashly, he would be delayed, so he could only stay there uneasy.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the cane behind the bushes again.

"Donor, why haven't you left yet?"

The old monk slowly emerged from the bushes. His worn cassock was even more tattered by the branches, but he had no idea that he still looked kind and smiling.

But the shadow that was seen through just now is still there. No matter how friendly the old monk seems, he still needs to be on guard after all.

Yi Shen did not answer his question and took another half step back, very cautiously, his cold face becoming more serious.

"What exactly do you want to say? Don't be ambiguous."

"Hahahaha, no rush, no rush."

The old monk's hand behind his back stretched out in front of him, and in his hand was a worn-out bamboo bucket with paint peeling off.

"Let's do some fortune-telling, donor. I was born with a mysterious spiritual body, so I'm not like ordinary people. I've only been practicing for decades, and I've only caught a glimpse of the secrets."

"If you are unlucky in your childhood, you will be blessed with a test. You need to temper your body before you can overcome all the hardships."

In just one paragraph, two more secrets of Yi Shen were revealed.

He has a spiritual physique and has not been favored since he was a child.

Yi Shen was dubious, frowning and reaching out to draw lots.

The bamboo stick I got had only a strange sentence on it.

"Everything I heard from above and below was always empty. I received a letter from the horizon. The book promised me fame and success, but it was all empty until the end."

Yi Shen read out in a low voice, looked up at the old monk, and saw that the smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by solid worry and surprise.

"hiss……"

The old monk touched his gray beard, shook his head and sighed.

"Donor, this is...a lot."

Yi Shen's expression became even colder, "I have bad luck. I have been since I was a child."

It means that he still doesn't believe it.

"Since the donor has been so tricked by fate and has a fate that no one else can know, why don't you listen to me... and explain this sign to you?"

Yi Shen narrowed his eyes, and after a few seconds his tone softened a lot, "Please tell me."

The old monk is right.

He can encounter the wonderful events in the world where the protagonist in the book appears, so why can't he believe this signature?

The old monk motioned for him to come to the pavilion in the mountain, and they all sat down on the stone bench before speaking slowly.

"This is the twenty-sixth lot of the Guanyin spiritual lot, and it is located in the Si Palace. This hexagram has a false name, and everything is more false than real."

He raised his head half-way, his expression still troubled, and asked Yi Shen, "I don't know the donor, but I would like to ask...what kind of solution can I get?"

Yi Shen originally wanted to talk about work matters, but the first thought that came to his mind was still Jinchen.

"I want to ask about what you noticed about the person who was walking with me just now."

The old monk shook his head again and again, as if he was not optimistic, "It is a false hexagram, and if it is paired with false things, it will be even more empty joy."

"Perhaps judging from the early stage, the appearance of this person will improve the current situation, but what is fake is fake. The donor should not be too obsessed."

The more Yi Shen listened, the more uneasy his heart became, "He was created by me and came for me, so why can't it be true?"

His tone was stubborn in a way that he didn't even realize.

"Many things and many people are either tangible or real."

The old monk smiled bitterly and touched his beard as if sighing, "How long does the donor want to accompany people from two worlds? It can be as little as three months or as much as half a year."

"The flow rate of the world is different, and life is also different. If it suddenly disappears in front of your eyes, the donor will not be in pain."

Yi Shen was stunned and didn't respond for a long time. His eyes were downcast with horror and worry, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

So...if Jinchen stays in this world for too long, will he gradually disappear?

Then, when he thinks back to what happened now, what will it be to him, just a dream?

They looked at each other in silence in the pavilion.

The old monk seemed to know that this incident had a great impact on Yi Shen. He stroked his beard and thought for a long time before slowly adding a sentence.

"However, this hexagram is not incomprehensible. It is only about career and staying conservative. Fame may be nothing, but what belongs to you is yours."

"Maybe in the near future, if you always pay attention to the opportunities around you, you can usher in a turning point."

It took Yi Shen a few seconds before he managed to smile, ready to say thank you to the old monk.

But when I raised my head, I saw nothing on the opposite side.

Yi Shen stood up suddenly, stared at the empty stone bench opposite in astonishment, and took a breath of air.

No matter how calm he was, he couldn't control his expression at this moment.

How could it suddenly disappear?

"Be careful!"

Jinchen's nervous voice came from outside the pavilion.

Yi Shen suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head blankly, his expression blank.

"Be careful!"

After finally seeing his wife, Jinchen finally felt relieved and ran quickly towards the pavilion.

It wasn't until he held hands and felt Jinchen's body temperature that Yi Shen's tense expression slowly eased.

"Shen Shen, why did you come here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Jinchen sounded a little aggrieved, leaning his head on his shoulder, "I almost thought you were gone."

"Been looking for... for a long time?"

Before Yi Shen could react to what had just happened, he heard this sentence again and his voice became a little tight.

"Didn't I only walk a few meters away?"

The pavilion was only half a minute's walk away from where Jinchen asked him to wait.

"what?"

Jinchen looked up blankly, "I'll find you from where I asked you to wait. It's at least half a hill away."