“It turns out that it’s like this. It feels like it’s going to be very complicated to be born.”

"You'll know later," Zhang Fang said with a smile.

"Can we start?" Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere.

Jiang Wuqi turned around suddenly and saw an old woman appearing behind him.

"ah!"

Jiang Wuqi was startled and screamed.

"Can we start?" the old woman asked again.

"Grandma, that's him." Zhang Fang pointed at Jiang Wuqi and replied quickly.

"Okay, come on, young man, follow me." the old woman said.

"Yeah," Jiang Wuqi nodded and replied after coming back to his senses.

With a kind expression on her face and plain old clothes, the old woman led Jiang Wuqi to a dark wooden table.

The old woman sat on the other side of the wooden table. She reached out and patted the wooden chair next to her to signal Jiang Wuqi to sit down.

Jiang Wuqi felt a little uneasy, but also with a kind of expectation, what exactly is entering the destiny, and what will he do next.

Jiang Wuqi thought that he was a cremator at the crematorium three days ago, and now he was forced to be involved in such an ancient and mysterious organization. What would the future be like?

Jiang Wuqi was still looking forward to the unknown future in his mind, when four white cloth strips and a brush dipped in gold paint appeared out of thin air on the previously empty wooden table.

The writing brush is very long, and there are many strange symbols drawn on it. These symbols are very similar to some characters, but they don't seem to be the same, but in short they look like very ancient characters. Jiang Wuqi doesn't know many characters. After all, he has been in the welfare hospital since he was a child.

It's big, and I can't understand many of the rare characters.

Although Jiang Wuqi didn't understand the symbols drawn on the brush, he could guess them.

There must be some spells drawn on the brush, because the four white cloth strips are blank. It should be written on the cloth strips with this brush dipped in gold paint, just like the cyan cloth strips tied to Zhang Fangyi's body.

Same.

"Young man, look at me." The old woman suddenly said.

Jiang Wuqi quickly turned his head and looked at the old woman.

Suddenly, Jiang Wuqi felt a pain in his forehead. He touched his forehead and found that he was already bleeding. The bleeding was very small and there was only a small cut, which was not serious.

The old woman raised her right hand at some point. Jiang Wuqi took a closer look and saw that there were four drops of blood the size of rice grains on the four fingers of the old woman's right hand. The technique was very fast and the old woman could not be observed by the naked eye.

operation.

"What does this mean?" Jiang Wuqi asked while protecting his forehead.

"I'm going to use this brush to write the word 'destiny' on you." The old woman explained.

"Write down 'destiny'?" Jiang Wuqi was confused when he heard this.

The old woman raised her right hand with four drops of blood on it and pointed it straight at the four white strips of cloth.

The old woman swiped her right hand hard, leaving four blood stains on the four white cloth strips. Then she picked up the brush placed aside and wrote four paragraphs on the four strips of cloth at lightning speed.

A mysterious long series of symbols.

"Remember, this is 'destiny'." The old woman placed two strips of cloth filled with symbols in front of Jiang Wuqi, then turned to Jiang Wuqi and showed a smile.

"destiny?"

Jiang Wuqi looked at the old woman and asked.

The old woman smiled and nodded, then picked up the remaining two strips of cloth and walked step by step towards the twelve suspended wooden frames.

The old woman spread her hands, and the two strips of cloth suddenly seemed to be blown up by the wind. There was not even a window in this room, where was the wind coming from?

I only saw two strips of cloth floating in the air, slowly hanging on the suspended wooden frame.

"What's going on?" Jiang Wuqi was immediately shocked when he saw the strange state of the two strips of cloth.

"Young man, don't worry. The main inscriptions are all alive and depend on you in life and death. We can use this banner to know whether you will encounter life danger outside. Xiao Yi should have told you all this.

Alright."

"I've said it, I've said it." Jiang Wuqi nodded and looked at Zhang Fangyi.

"Grandma, after the death is over, I will take Jiang Wuqi back to his residence first. He has just been here for a while and needs some time to adapt." Zhang Fangyi said to the old woman.

The old woman smiled slightly and waved her hand.

"Go, go, it's getting late, take a rest early."

Zhang Fangyi bowed to the old woman, and then pulled up Jiang Wuqi, who was still sitting on the chair. Jiang Wuqi still had a wink, and quickly bowed to the old woman, and then followed Zhang Fang.

After Fang Yi, he walked out two steps at a time.

After the two figures disappeared, the old woman raised her right hand, stretched out her two fingers, and waved it in the air, as if she were drawing some symbol in the air.

Suddenly, the symbol waving by the old woman in the air appeared, accompanied by golden and red streams of light.

"Old woman, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and the old woman turned her head to look.

I saw an elderly man wearing a gray and white robe, sitting on a wooden chair next to the old woman, his eyes closed tightly.

"Before General Li left, he asked me to add a protective charm to this young man's inscription."

"That's it." The older man didn't say much.

The old woman continued to wave the so-called life-protecting spell in the air, but this time the waving time became a little longer, but the amplitude of her waving was still the same.

"Eh? Old woman, what are you still doing? Haven't you finished painting yet?" the old man said.

"I added five layers of life-protecting spells to that young man."

"Why are you adding so much? Even if you use the life-protecting spell once, your life will be shortened by several years. Are you tired of living in your old age?" The old man yelled at the old woman in his old voice.

"You don't understand. His mission is special. I want to add more protection to him. After all, it's just the beginning. I'm afraid that he will encounter danger and his own abilities are not enough to deal with it, so I added so many life-protecting spells."

"Hey, that's all, whatever you want."

With that said, the elderly man stood up from the wooden stool.

"I am leaving"

After the old man said a word calmly, he turned and walked outside the house.

The old woman didn't stop him, she just stared at the old man's back silently.

"Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" The old woman raised her head and looked at the blood-stained cloth and murmured.

the other side.

Zhang Fangyi led Jiang Wuqi into the car and drove towards his residence.

"The old lady was going to cut my scalp. Why didn't you tell me in advance? It made me panic."

While Jiang Wuqi was talking, he touched his forehead that had solidified and scabbed.

"It's not a big problem. I'll just give you a small cut. What does a grown man mean?"

"I must be imaginary, it's inexplicable from beginning to end, and am I considered to have joined the job now?" Jiang Wuqi said.

"Well, the induction is over. I will take you back to your residence now and have a good rest these two days."

Jiang Wuqi didn't speak, he just looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Jiang Wuqi turned his head and looked at Zhang Fangyi.

"Do you think there really are immortals in this world?" Jiang Wuqi asked.

"have no idea"

Zhang Fangyi shook his head, "I have never seen an immortal, but if you believe it, just assume it exists."

"Oh!" Jiang Wuqi responded, then lowered his head and said no more.
Chapter completed!