"Hiss~Have your strength level dropped to this level...it's even more troublesome than I thought~~~"

Ye Dou scratched the back of his head with a headache and looked at Wei Yun and said, although this is still much better than that of ordinary humans, it is almost impossible to compare with gods.

"Ahem, just treat me as an ordinary human being, an ordinary office worker, and other things. Apart from the ability to prophecy, I don't have the power that other gods should have."

Weiyun seized the opportunity and explained it quickly. At least he should avoid the predicament that may arise in the future. After all, "If you lose, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand at attention."

Now I am indeed in a weak position. If I beat the swollen face and pretend to be fat, and forcefully go up and pretend to be 13, it is undoubtedly a way to die.

"Forget it, let's go first, what's your name?"

Ye Dou really felt a little headache. After all, if you want to get guidance from this guy, you must first help him remember his memory as a god, and at least you must regain the inheritance of his god so that he can pass on his experience to himself, but this is a bit too difficult.

However, Ye Dou did not give up. After all, this was the first God of Fu Jin that he had successfully changed his career in the past few hundred years and could be replaced after his death. Although he was doing a little miserable now, he was much better than his surviving state, right?

I looked at the slim figure and torn clothes again. At first glance, I could even be mistaken for a gentle girl's unlucky prophecy god. Ye Dou's mouth trembled, and it may not be certain who is more miserable...

The sun slowly sets. It is now late autumn and early winter. The weather is already getting colder. When the not-so-warm sunlight is slowly dyed orange-red and begins to fade, the streets become more deserted and deserted.

"My name is Qingshui Weiyun, just call me Weiyun."

Walking side by side with Ye Dou on the street with street lights on, Wei Yun briefly introduced himself, so simple that he only had a name. After all, Ye Dou just asked this just now. If you can talk less about yourself, just say less. Wei Yun always remembers the creed that if you say too much, you will lose.

In fact, with his current dress, he is quite conspicuous when walking on the street.

The tattered white Ohari, the dress style of the early last century, the Hiraki sword hanging around her waist, and the strange fox mask and puppet man hanging on the other side.

Passersby will definitely attract his attention. After all, this style of cosplay is already eye-catching when walking on the street, not to mention that Wei Yun himself has a good appearance. As a cosplay, it is simply a killing for both men and women.

"Qingshui Weiyun, Weiyun... is an unimpressed name~~~"

After Ye Dou heard Wei Yun say his name, he thought for a while, and then sighed with some melancholy.

"It seems that you must have a nickname or something after you change your career. After all, the God of Fujin, who hopes to succeed in your career and no longer rely on random killing to maintain your existence, will definitely want to hide your past and not want others to know about it."

Ye Dou is very understandable. After all, Ye Dou is not his real name, and he has never mentioned this matter to others.

"If you say so, you probably don't have your real name, right? After all, you are trying to change your career with this name."

Weiyun took this conversation very tactfully. Although he knew Ye Dou didn't want to mention it, he thought that this was another point that could allow him to display his "prophecy" ability!

"Haha, that's right."

Sure enough, Ye Dou did not want to share his plans for the past story with him, a down-and-out god who had just met him, but just replied in a vague way.

The orange-red dusk slowly faded, and the night pressed up. At this time, the street lights began to truly take charge of the lighting responsibilities.

"It's called Yebu. Your name means divination of the future."

Wei Yun thought for a while, and then sent out this killer move. Perhaps the previous incident of accompanying voice could not make Ye Dou completely believe him, and really want to help him, but if he could even say this name, Ye Dou would definitely believe in his ability.

"Click!"

Hearing Wei Yun say that name, Ye Dou stepped on the asphalt road under his feet into a pit.

“…”

Ye Dou, who suddenly called this name, was indeed completely shocked. After all, this name given by "father" was abandoned by him early on. The names he has always used and spread were this very important Ye Dou to him.

"Don't tell anyone about this. I'm called Ye Dou now. Do you understand? And if your prophecy is so good, why don't we buy lottery tickets tomorrow? We will definitely win the jackpot, right?"

Ye Dou turned his head to look at Wei Yun, and first he emphasized with a serious expression. Don't say his name everywhere. After Wei Yun nodded solemnly, the guy smiled again, turning into a look that he had fallen into the eyes of money. He seemed to have already figured out how to build a shrine after winning the grand prize.

"Ahem, you're really thinking too much. This prophecy is sometimes not effective. It's the same as asking Gods to worship Buddha. Gods will not respond to you at any time. If you want to say why, maybe my ability is proof. After all, even my god can't control the prophecy."

Weiyun's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating. He poured a basin of cold water on Ye Dou, who was trapped in fantasy. Do you really think I am a prophet? If I were really good at prophecy, I would have become rich long ago. Is it your turn to teach me?

"Hey, since there is a chance, maybe you will be inspired in an instant when you stand at the door of the lottery tomorrow? You said right? It won't be so good if you try it. Don't forget that you still owe me money to save your life now! Even if a god entrusts the other party to do things, he will still have to pay! Don't think about betting on the debt! This guy's one code is one code!"

Ye Dou became blindly optimistic. Although Wei Yun had poured him a basin of cold water, he didn't expect that Ye Dou would not only not wake up Ye Dou, but instead he persuaded him.

“…”

Although he understood Ye Dou, who was already crazy, Wei Yun himself knew better than anyone else. The system he had verified for him countless times that he had African blood. The fact that he had won the jackpot by buying a lottery will never happen to him. Maybe Ye Dou was destined to be disappointed, but he could fool him with the excuse of Shi Ling Shi Wu without any psychological burden.

"Okay, I'm here. Today we'll stay here for one night. We can also find someone to ask about your identity."

Ye Dou, who was wailing in Weiyun's heart, stood in front of a convenient house with lights and stopped. He said to Weiyun very proudly, as if this was his home.

"Xiao Fu! Xiao Fu! Are you at home?"
Chapter completed!