"Damn! Damn! Damn!!!"

When Takano Sansi returned to the room, she had completely lost the calmness and elegance she had in front of outsiders. Her face was ferocious and twisted, and her eyes were as red as an angry cow. At this moment, blood could be seen everywhere on Sansi's palms.

There were dripping scars, but she didn't care about these little things at all.

"How dare you, how dare you laugh at grandpa's research!! Who does he think he is!! Just a bastard!! How dare you look down on grandpa's research!!!!"

Tearing the paper in front of her to pieces, Takano Sansi was completely in anger at this moment. Her mind was now filled with Fang Zheng's proud smile before, and the disdainful and mocking tone when he mentioned her grandfather. This

Everything reminded Takano Sansi of the scene when he was a child, when those so-called "experts" came to his grandfather's house and wantonly mocked his research.

At that time, facing them, his grandfather could not say anything and could only bear it silently. But......

Now is no longer that time!!

I will make you pay for your unscrupulous words!

Thinking of this, Takano Sansi opened his mouth and showed an excited smile.

By the way... Mr. Yusheshen's troubles... Let him experience for himself what true divine punishment is!

Thinking of this, Takano Sansi picked up the phone at hand and pressed the number.

"Hey, Xiao Jinmu? It's me. Regarding the next plan, I have a new goal..."

The web of destiny is shifting.

Fang Zheng raised his head and looked at the dark night sky in front of him.

After becoming a prophecy mage, he has been able to vaguely feel the existence of certain things, destiny, future, and everything. Everything is not static. It is impossible for a person to step into two same rivers in his life. The flow of fate is always present.

Not in change.

The end point is unchanged, and people are like fallen leaves falling into the flow of fate. They want to grasp and change their destiny urgently. But in the end, their ending will not change in any way. Death is the end of all life, even if

Seeing into the future can't change anything.

The only thing the prophecy mage can do is to choose a gentle river as much as possible instead of a waterfall with big ups and downs.

However, those who drift with the flow can never change the entire river course. Choice is the prayer of the weak, and change is the desire of the strong. And fate itself exists eternally. Whether it is a raging wave or a stream, it is all a part of destiny.

It will not change its direction because of people's pleading, nor will it stop because of their efforts to stay.

Forever.

"Boom!"

The low drum beat sounded. Hearing the drum beat, Fang Zheng turned around and looked at the shrine in front of him. On the high platform, he saw Rika, wearing a red and white witch costume, holding a hand taller than her with a serious expression.

raking and plowing, performing the dance of worship with concentration.

This is also a little life that wants to change its own destiny.

She has been in a broken world countless times, longing to escape the shadow of death and endless reincarnation, but for her, her fate remains the same.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

When the drums stopped playing, Lihua stood on the stage, nodded to everyone, and then turned and left. Then, the villagers lined up one by one, took the cotton, and went to the river to perform the final ceremony of the Cotton Flow Festival.

Fang Zheng once again glanced at the high platform where there was no one left, then turned and left.

The night is getting darker.

Under the silver moonlight, the entire forest was dark. Looking from a distance, you could see the lights burning by the river. The whole village was a peaceful scene. No one could have imagined that after this festival, this small village would

It will gradually turn into a terrible hell.

And this is just a woman's sad and boring delusion.

But now, all this will not happen again. I will break your boring persistence and let you taste what true despair is.

"Ah, Mr. Fangzheng."

At this moment, a voice sounded. Fang Zheng stopped his thoughts and turned around to look in the direction of the voice. He saw a green-haired girl in a dress on the path not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Hello, Shiyin. It's so late, don't you plan to go back?"

"I'm a little worried at first, so teacher, can you give me a ride? Just get to the intersection and someone will drive to pick me up."

A girl named Sonozaki Shion came running to Fang Zheng's side, then clasped her hands and stared at him.

"Is that okay? Mr. Fangzheng?"

"No problem at all."

To be honest, Fang Zheng was a little surprised by Shiyin's appearance, especially at this Mianliu Festival. She did not pretend to be Mei Yin like in the animation, but appeared here as her own identity. Not only did Fang Zheng feel quite

They were so surprised that even Meiyin, Keiichi and Reina were shocked. After all, they had never heard Meiyin talk about having a younger sister before, so it also caused a commotion.

And now looking at Shiyin's triumphant look, it's obvious that she has tricked Meiyin quite a lot.

"I heard from my sister that Mr. Fangzheng, you are their club consultant? I also played the game called 'Warring States Killing'. It was really interesting."

"As long as you like it."

"And there's more..."

Perhaps because he rarely comes to Hinamizawa, Shion was extremely excited along the way. He was chirping like a bird and was talking about what happened at the Sotonryu Festival. Including participating in the festival competition with Keiichi and the others.

There are enjoying all kinds of delicious food, and their views on other people. For example, Keiichi is beaten to death by them every time, and Rena is more powerful than expected, and Satoko...

"…………"

After saying this, Shiyin suddenly fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Shiyin who suddenly fell silent, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked. Of course he understood why the girl in front of him was suddenly silent, because Satoko Hojo was Shiyin's crush, the younger sister of Hojo Satoshi. And Shiyin had a crush on Satoko.

The view is very complex.

She resented Satoko very much, because in Shion's view, Wu Shi had long been mentally traumatized by various burdens. In this situation, he was already very fragile. But Satoko completely ignored his brother's situation,

Still relying on him. This makes Wu Shi feel more and more stressed, and he often suffers from it... Of course, this is Shion's opinion.

"nothing."

In the end, Shiyin smiled and shook her head at Fang Zheng.

"By the way, Mr. Fangzheng, I want to come to you to ask some questions in a few days. Do you have time?"

"No problem at all."

After hearing Shiyin's question, Fang Zheng quickly gave an answer.

"Well, thank you. Ah, the person to pick me up is here, so I'll go back first. Goodbye, Mr. Fangzheng."

"Dudu...!"

At this moment, a dark car drove from the end of the road and stopped on the side of the road. Shiyin then waved to Fang Zheng, then got in the car and left.

I know what you want to say to me.

Looking at the distant sound of poetry through the car window, the corners of Fang Zheng's mouth curled up slightly. This is the advantage of being a prophecy mage. Fang Zheng can now have some premonitions about many things in advance. Of course, this is only a general feeling, but for possession

For the founder of "future vision", as long as he has this rough hunch, it is not a problem in itself to confirm it.

But I think your question will be answered soon.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng once again glanced at the forest road not far away. He could clearly see that in the forest, a small silver-white van was parked quietly on the path, right next to where Shiyin and the others were riding.

At the same time as the vehicle left, the van suddenly started, then turned out of the small road and drove in the direction where it was.

Because he was ridiculed, did he gain hatred from the BOSS?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng sneered, turned around and walked in the direction of the school.
Chapter completed!