The divination began, and the eyes on the Blood Well Temple Wall didn't even blink this time, lazily meeting Zhou Xuan's gaze.
Zhou Xuan saw an image——
——a lively snack stall, a shabby yet warmly-decorated small shop, where the proprietress warmly entertained guests, and a silly boy washed dishes at the door. No matter which diner passed by him, he always smiled sincerely.
The center of the image focused on the silly boy, naturally indicating he was the answer to the divination.
"Mu Hua is actually the Legend of the Hundred Spirits?"
Zhou Xuan was surprised,
Someone who can't even speak clearly, who only learned to "smile" recently,
how could he be the Legend of the Hundred Spirits? How could he be the most intricate part of the tattoo plan?
But since the Blood Well gave the answer to the divination, and the answer was given so precisely, pointing directly at Mu Hua,
then this answer, naturally, wouldn't be wrong.
