crazy woman notices the surrounding resistance has disappeared, stumbling and colliding, staggering left and right, slowly waddling her way to the pavilion. Gui Wan pities her loss of vision in both eyes, making a nearby soldier go up to aid her, who would have known that the moment the crazy woman touched the soldier’s hand, she would immediately throw it off, shadily letting out a grieving cold laugh as she says: “I’m not blind, you’re the ones that are blind……just walk your own paths.”
Charging her way to the front of the pavilion, she shakes her head all around, lowly saying: “The one who spoke just now, may you allow me to read your life? Give me your hand, I will read your bone……”
Lin Rui En has already been fighting in battlefields since young, towards such strange power of mystical talk, he has always paid no attention to it, his face remains cold as he utters not a single word.
Gui Wan was truly quite interested in this woman, once her childish side is worked up, she makes an eye signal, making Lou Sheng go up to offer his hand, Lou Sheng walks up, presenting his hand before the crazy woman, the crazy woman grabs it in one go, immediately ceasing the area below the wrist, both her hands filthy, grease stains all smeared onto Lou Sheng’s hand, yet Lou Sheng did not even frown in the slightest bit.
“No……no, he is not the one who spoke, you may also hold vindictiveness, but it definitely is not high and mighty, not suitable for a general.” The crazy woman laments whilst ridiculing, “The one you love will definitely die for you……half a lifetime as servant, dying all alone……”
Lou Sheng uncontrollably shows a change of expression, as pale white as paper, withdrawing his hand, he stops her from speaking anymore. That crazy woman does not mind, chuckling a few sounds. These few sounds of chuckling travels into everyone’s ears, all feeling as though it is stabbing into them, a bitter wind blows, shooting up from their backbones.
Lou Che sits in the left corner of the pavilion, his eyes keeping watch of the entire situation, gently waving his fan, he jokingly says: “Didn’t think that this place also has such an odd character, to be able to identify heaven’s will.”
The crazy woman immediately turns her head towards the left corner, a face of absolute shock and disbelief, “An air of literary? Clear noble air of literary, why……why is the air of literary and military alike appearing at the same time? What is this place?”
Up until this moment, Gui Wan gathers up her mood to watch the drama unfold, seriously observing this crazy woman stood in centre once again, lightly asking: “Since you are able to make divine readings of fate, how could you not make out where you are?”
The crazy woman suddenly speaks no longer, turning her head towards Gui Wan’s direction, stilly staring as she stands there, not making a single move.
Although knowing her eyes cannot see, to be stared at by her like this, Gui Wan still finds it strange and unpredictable, Lou Che upon seeing this, was just about to call for someone to send the crazy woman away, when the crazy woman suddenly look as though her entire body is trembling, approaching Gui Wan, her quivering hand reaches out, murmuring: “Give me your hand, allow me to read your bone, speak, speak for me to listen to.”
All the soldiers receives a huge fright, all looking towards the expressions of those inside the pavilion. Lou Che’s face like spring breeze brushing against one’s face, appears slightly displeased in this instant, Lin Rui En apart from looking surprise, watches Gui Wan, seeming worried.
Gui Wan was slightly stunned for a moment, turning her head in consideration, she bites her lip before prettily smiling, suddenly saying: “Alright, I shall allow you to make a reading.”
Lou Sheng walks up, carefully eyeing the crazy woman, afraid that she would act outrageously, the crazy woman unsteadily extends her hand, placing it onto Gui Wan’s wrist, the soldiers were all hit with a sense of being so appalled they could not bear to see the sight, Gui Wan’s fair wrist like snow, is actually being smeared with dirt and grease stains right now.
Pinch holding it for a long while, she suddenly kneels on the ground, heavily kowtowing, muttering: “……is a lady consort, a lady consort……phoenix entering Jiutian (nine skies division in heaven)……”