Magical Strategist

Carter couldn't stand hearing this anymore. He puffed up his chest and said, "Then what?"

"Then you step aside, what did you eat when you grew up? You pig, look at your work efficiency and see how I will deal with you later. Hehe, boss, don't be as knowledgeable as him. I, the coachman, have always been very reckless. I can't speak very well, and what's more terrible is that I broke my head a few years ago... Hehehe, here, you can use this money to go to the hospital for a check-up and buy some nutritional supplements, and just treat it like I'm compensating you." Zhenlong smiled. said.

Carter snorted coldly and returned to the carriage, thinking that he should not ask him to do such nonsense again in the future. Carter was Carter, a born leader and the future boss of the undead clan. How could he stoop down and ask for a letter from a young man?

The sesame seed vendor had a grimace on his face and made ouch sounds in his mouth. After struggling for a while, he finally said, "Little brother, you really need to discipline your groom. Ouch, my waist..."

Zhenlong stretched out his hand and pretended to support the sesame seed vendor, and said: "What you said is that I will definitely discipline him well. Do you think the money is enough..."

How dare the vendor take this money? If he did, the barbaric groom might come to cause trouble in the middle of the night or at any time, and his life would be at stake. The hawker shook his head quickly: "I don't dare to take this money, you should take it back. By the way, do you want to find an immortal?"

"Immortal? Who is he?" The real dragon tilted his neck and asked.

The vendor swallowed his saliva and continued: "I guess you must have come here to see the immortal to divine fortune, right? He has great supernatural powers and has the ability to predict the future. You see, two years ago I was just carrying sesame seeds around. A poor hawker, since the immortal gave me some advice, I have been running this sesame seed stall, and the business is getting better and better day by day, and I plan to open a branch next year."

True Dragon has never believed in such false professions as diviners and fortune tellers. But since it was Natsumi who asked them to seek help from this "immortal" by name, they might as well talk about it later. "Then where is this immortal? I have some troubles that I need him to enlighten me on."

The hawker replied: "You can't say for sure. Immortals travel all over the world, solving problems for the people of the world, and they always come to an end. Why don't you wait at the Immortal's residence? If you are lucky, you can meet him in ten and a half days. ”

"What bad luck?" Zhenlong added.

"That's a year and a half."

There is no time to wait for a year and a half!

Before leaving, Natsumi had repeatedly told her that she must find Derian and seek help from him after arriving in Spencer. At that time, Natsumi was bragging about this "immortal", saying that only he could help.

Finally, the real dragon exchanged a few words with the sesame seed vendor and drove the carriage to the immortal's residence.

Along the way, Zhenlong asked different people about the legend of the "immortal" Derian. Everyone said that Derian had great magical powers, and it could be said that the masses had sharp eyes.

.........

Out of curiosity, Zhenlong and others came to the immortal's residence.

The residence is located on a hillside on the outskirts of Spencerlo, surrounded by mountains and beautiful scenery. A simple thatched house is embedded in the green mountains and green waters.

Several people got off the carriage and walked up the mountain.

After a while, a pastoral hut appeared in front of everyone: a house made of natural plants, with a vegetable field growing various fruits and vegetables outside, surrounded by fences.

The real dragon pushed open the wooden door of the thatched cottage. The furnishings inside were extremely simple: a small bed, a wooden table, and a chair. However, there are many strange paintings hanging on the walls, including the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, and the rising sun. This kind of living environment is not difficult to remind people of those top masters who, for some reason, live in seclusion and live in isolation.

"Er Shun, come quickly!" At this time, Feiya's voice came from outside the thatched house.

Zhenlong walked out and saw Feiya and several people surrounding a well. "What are you doing?"

"This well is magical. What the water reflects is not yourself, but other people. Come and try it!" Feiya said.

"Is there such a thing?" Zhenlong walked over curiously. When he reached the mouth of the well, he stuck his head out and looked down. The clear water reflected his face. "No, it's still me."

Yinghuo reminded: "Don't worry, wait and see!"

I saw that the well water began to become turbid, and gradually, my face disappeared. Until a familiar face appeared. The real dragon was startled and said to himself: "My, my God, this, is this me? Although I look pretty handsome, but I'm not such a girl." The real dragon calmed down. , taking a closer look, I found that the well water reflected that extremely beautiful face.

"Who did you see?" Feiya asked eagerly.

"No need to ask, of course it's you." Yinghuo said with a smile. "This well seems to be called the heart well. It can reflect the most important person in your heart, or the person you love most."

Feiya added: "Er Shun, tell me, who did you see? Was it me?"

The real dragon shrugged and said disdainfully: "If you don't tell me, why should I tell you?"

Feiya hesitated for a long time and said: "Humph, forget it if you don't tell me, I don't want to know."

"So, it's me you're seeing?" the real dragon asked knowingly.

Feiya was a little angry and said: "Who else would it be if it wasn't you? Now it's your turn, tell me, tell me."

Tsk, three seconds ago I didn’t even want to know, the woman was talking like she was talking about something. The real dragon raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "Well, it's a secret..."

"You're such an idiot. If you dare to tease my aunt, I'll get you beaten!" Feiya blushed and started fighting with the real dragon.

Watching the young couple flirting, Yinghuo was a little envious and a little jealous

All girls long for a beautiful love history. She quietly glanced at the well water...

Xiao Shulan, hate me, think of me as the object of revenge. I, Bai Fei, will never escape my identity as an enemy. I will wait for you until one day you pierce my heart with a sharp sword. Two hundred and sixty of your Xiao family The hatred of the nine people will come to a successful end in a moment.

Looking at the handsome face reflected in the well water, Yinghuo clenched her fists, bit her lip and spat softly: "Obviously he is an enemy, he is obviously a man that he wants to kill in his dreams, why is this happening?"

As the young couple chased each other, a beautiful song echoed in the valley. The singing voice is undulating, and the combination of high and low notes is seamless, completely at the level of a professional singer.

Hearing the singing, everyone stopped what they were doing.

When the singing disappeared, a loud voice came: "Are you guys waiting for me?"

The real dragon also raised his voice and roared: "Junior Zhenlong Lier, is Mr. Derian here?"

"Exactly!"