Fortune Teller Master

Jiang Wei hurriedly made a distasteful expression, held his nose, and walked forward. The fifth apprentice foolishly laughed at the fourth apprentice while following him. After a while, there was no one else around them.

Jiang Wei leaned against a tree, patted the snow on it, and leaned on it, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked the fifth apprentice in a chatty tone: “Say, this mountain is covered with snow except for the trees, there is no road. Will we get lost? When the time comes, we won’t be able to go to the village or back to the inn. We might not even be able to call for help in this deep mountain and old forest, so so we’re going to die.”

“My master has a compass, so you don’t have to worry about getting lost.” The fifth apprentice pulled out a pack of spicy sticks from his pocket and ate them. Jiang Wei consciously leaned over and grabbed one.

The two got together to eat spicy strips, and the atmosphere looked quite harmonious. Jiang Weishun asked: “Do you know where your master is taking us?”

“Don’t talk to me!” The fifth apprentice had a bit of a heart, Jiang Wei looked at the spicy strips he handed to him and smiled, and said nonchalantly: “What is there to hide? We’ll be there soon and I’ll know about it then. We are just idle chatting.”

The fifth apprentice thought for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Suddenly, his mouth became as loose as a trouser belt, and he said: “The place we are going to is in the deep mountains, which is the place my master discovered when he was young. It is said that when you got there, the compass will fail to work. The magic tools of different spirits also don’t work. At that time, my master felt that there was a big treasure there. He was still incompetent at the time so he didn’t dare to tell others. He searched secretly by himself and it’s very mysterious. My master has worked hard all his life, but he still hasn’t fully understood it. Last time he got a stone there, and the stone smelled like blood. My master studied it for a long time and said that this is the opening of the next formation. The key is to use someone with similar blood as an introduction to open that formation.”

Jiang Wei understood: “And I am the cannon fodder your master is looking for!”

“It can’t be called cannon fodder.” The fifth apprentice stuffed the last spicy stick into his mouth and said indifferently: “Just drop some blood on the stone. No one will die.”

Jiang Wei took out a wet towel and wiped his hands, then asked casually, “Then how does your master know that I am the right person?”

“Isn’t it because of that gold bug? My master locked it up with that stone for several years, and I guess it smells like blood in its dreams.” The fifth apprentice showed a regretful expression: “Unfortunately, it’s now dead. Why are you so stupid, why poke it with a straw.”

Jiang Wei smiled at him: “It just happened! I didn’t expect I will stab it to death, or maybe that bug thought it finally found someone with a similar scent of the blood but realized the scent in me was stronger than the rock, and it died from despair.”

“You can talk!” The fifth apprentice laughed twice and said: “But thinking about it, it’s possible, that little thing is very spiritual.”

The fifth apprentice said and then shut closed his mouth in panic.