Chapter 490

Chapter 490: A Person Without a Fate Line, “Chen Changsheng” Reappears

For this strange request, the old man’s eyes flickered with a hint of doubt.

Seeing this, the fur-clad young man continued, “I was born a fool and even caused the d*ath of my parents.”

“Three years ago, I unexpectedly regained consciousness and returned to normal.”

“But for some reason, I always feel that there’s something guiding me forward. Can you help me understand what’s behind this?”

After listening to the description from the fur-clad young man, the old man pondered for a moment and said, “I’m skilled in physiognomy and bone reading. If you don’t mind, I can examine you.”

“While I can’t guarantee understanding your past and present, I might find some clues.”

“That would be enough; please take a look.”

As he spoke, the fur-clad young man extended his left hand, and the old man began examining his palm lines.

“Whoosh!”

The old man suddenly stood up from his seat and pointed at the young man’s left hand, trembling as he said, “How… How could you have no palm lines?”

Seeing the old man’s astonished expression, the fur-clad young man looked at his own left hand in confusion and replied, “Who said I have no palm lines? These three lines are complete.”

“You misunderstand, palm lines aren’t just about the lines on your palms. It’s a very profound knowledge.”

“I was a bit hasty earlier. Let me take another look at your face.”

After saying this, the old man carefully examined the young man’s face.

But when the old man seriously studied the young man’s face, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Seeing this, the fur-clad young man immediately asked, “Old sir, is there a problem?”

Facing the young man’s inquiry, the old man swallowed hard and raised his head, saying, “Young friend, I think your problem is more serious than my grandson’s.”

“How so?”

“Palm lines reflect one’s fortune. Even a dead person has palm lines because they’ve lived a life. But your palm lines are blank, which means you died before birth.”

“So that’s how it is. Does my face have a problem then?”

“There’s a problem, and it’s even more severe.”

“At first, I thought you were a naturally yin constitution, but after careful observation, I realized this isn’t your true face.”

“To confirm, I reversed-engineered your birth date from your face.”

“The result was that you are currently living under someone else’s birth date.”

After hearing this, the fur-clad young man scratched his head and said, “You’ve been talking for a long time, but I still don’t quite understand. Could you explain it simply?”

Hearing this, the old man took a deep breath, organized his thoughts, and said, “All living beings have their own fate lines. This is determined when they cycle through reincarnation.”

“Your palm lines and face are both void, which means you have no fate line, at least not in this life.”

“A being without a fate line cannot reincarnate, let alone go through the cycle of rebirth.”

“But you have gone through the cycle of rebirth, and even reincarnated successfully, which is related to your innate foolishness.”

Upon hearing this, the fur-clad young man thought for a moment and said, “So you mean I was always a fool because I didn’t have a fate line?”

“Yes.”

“So how did I become smart later?”

“Because you took over someone else’s fate line.”

“My guess is that someone wanted you to take the burden of a naturally yin constitution.”

“But during the process, something went wrong, causing the spell to fail, and you ended up taking over the naturally yin constitution’s fate line.”

“Does the fact that I often do strange things have anything to do with taking over someone else’s fate line?”

“No relation,” the old man shook his head and said, “Fate lines do not affect your actions.”

“Based on my speculation, this should be due to your previous life… No! It must be something from your past acting up.”

“Although you temporarily lost your memory, some of it is still embedded in your bones. It’s like how a person eats when hungry.”

“Your instincts are guiding you to recover your lost memories.”

Facing the elder’s detailed analysis, the fur-clad young man thought for a moment and said, “Thank you for telling me this. As a return, I’ll lend you this thing.”

“I think it might help you.”

As he spoke, the fur-clad young man took off a flat stick-like object from his back, which he called a ‘burning rod.’

As soon as the elder touched the ‘burning rod,’ a woman’s scream echoed in the room.

“Ahh~”

“Qingxu Zi, I won’t let you off.”

Hearing this voice, the fur-clad young man said, “This red-robed sister is too fierce. I can’t deal with her right now.”

“But carrying this burning rod should keep her at bay.”

Looking at the black ‘burning rod’ in his hand, the elder felt a surge of melancholy.

The situation of this young man seemed to resemble that of a powerful being transforming.

His subconscious brought him here, indicating he had a connection with him.

But the situation between powerful beings was not something outsiders could easily interfere with.

Thinking this, the elder turned to look at his pale-faced grandson beside him and then firmly said, “Young friend, relying solely on your own abilities to search for your past memories is too risky.”

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to cast a divination for you. What do you think?”

“No problem, go ahead.”

“Also, if you have the time, could you help me figure out my surname?”

“I only have a name and no surname, which feels odd.”

“Alright!”

As he spoke, the elder immediately pulled out a turtle shell and started shaking it,

At the same time, the elder’s face rapidly turned red.

Yes, this Qingxu Zi elder was trying his utmost to save his grandson by performing a divination.

To save his grandson, he needed an extraordinary power.

If such a powerful being was right in front of him, he would do everything in his power to form a good connection with him.

“Bang!”

“Puff!”

The turtle shell shattered, and the elder spat out bl**d and fell to the ground.

“Grandpa, what happened?”

Seeing this, Yusheng hurriedly came forward to support him, but the elder struggled to write a character on the table with his finger.

Although the strokes were messy and unclear,

The fur-clad young man could still make out the character, which was a ‘Chen’.

“Chen Changsheng, this name seems pretty nice.”

…

In a certain place.

The extinguished Bronze Fate Lamp reignited, but the flame quickly faded away.

Facing such a situation, Yang Feiyun was no longer surprised.

In the past three years, the Bronze Fate Lamp would occasionally cause disturbances,

Initially, Yang Feiyun would ponder over these occurrences, but now, he simply ignored them.

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