Chapter 22 The Trap

Cang Tianji wouldn't let me meet the people in the house because he didn't want me to start the gamble.

At least, not yet.

My current task is to help Ye Yang stall for time so he can find the secret of Qingyan Village, not to compete with ghosts and gods.

Not starting the gamble immediately is my best choice.

Cang Tianji gave me three breaths to cross the courtyard for the same reason.

As I sprinted forward, I forcefully stomped on the roof ridge, my *zhenqi* (true energy) penetrating the tiles and striking the roof beam.

The house's main beam, impacted by the *zhenqi*, snapped in two like it was hit by a giant axe, crashing into the house. Amidst the rising dust, I used the force to leap towards the outside wall.

The sound of the house collapsing erupted behind me as I, carrying Cang Tianji, stuck close to the wall and landed outside the courtyard.

But the moment I stopped, the corner of my eye caught sight of the Reincarnation Division disciple leaning against the wall.

As the other party looked at me with fear in his eyes, the Palm Fate Ghost God walked over from the village path: "Hiding is useless. Here, I am fate. No one can escape what I want to do."

"Like the person who gouged out his own eyes, even if he doesn't have eyeballs, the image of what he saw still appears in his mind. So he still has to die."

I calmly replied, "That's why I don't want to gamble with you."

"If you say, whoever gambles dies, wouldn't I be doomed to lose?"

"Haha..." The Palm Fate Ghost God laughed, "I certainly wouldn't do that to you. That would be no different from me killing you directly. Can our gamble begin now?"

I nodded slightly, "Then let's begin! But I have one condition. If I win this round, you must let him leave the village."

"Clever! I agree." The Palm Fate Ghost God, controlling the corpse of the wizard, raised his hand and pointed to the intersection: "This person cannot leave this road! You can gamble with the *mingshu* master (fate calculation master) next to you. I don't mind."

"I can tell you the truth, I will trigger the tribulation on the gambling tool in advance. Let him return to the heavens in the way he is destined to die. It might be more useful for you to calculate his fate clearly."

The Palm Fate Ghost God knew my intention. I deliberately proposed such a condition to give the Reincarnation Division disciple hope. Only by letting him see a chance to survive would he do as I said.

But I didn't expect the Palm Fate Ghost God to drag Cang Tianji into it as well.

Cang Tianji whispered to me, "You need to think carefully. If I join, it might accelerate your fate alteration."

As I nodded slightly, the sound of footsteps came one after another from the other side of the path. When I turned my head, everyone from the Reincarnation Division had walked over from the other side of the path.

The Palm Fate Ghost God laughed, "I said, these people are all our gambling tools, just like dice, mahjong, and dominoes. How can you let the gambling tools go? Without them, how can we gamble?"

"So, I called them back to watch us gamble."

"You don't mind, do you?"

I laughed, "You said it yourself, they are gambling tools. What do I have to mind? Who doesn't throw a few cards on the table when playing mahjong? Are you going to ask how those cards feel?"

"Hahahaha..." The Palm Fate Ghost God laughed loudly, "You're right!"

"This is the thrill of controlling fate, do you understand? Within this land, I am a god. As long as I want something to happen, it will. This feeling should belong to us. Those gambling tools are not worth caring about."

The Palm Fate Ghost God's words sounded extremely arrogant, but in reality, he was setting a trap for me.

The information I conveyed earlier was: If you believe in me, you have a chance to survive.

But he changed the meaning of my words, telling the people of the Reincarnation Division: Neither of the parties gambling cares whether they live or die.

People are sometimes so strange, preferring to believe in the enemy's mercy rather than the partner's advice. As long as the Reincarnation Division people have this thought, they will not completely trust me. If they hesitate even slightly in the gamble, they will probably die on the spot.

I will inevitably lose.

I didn't expose the ghost god, but instead said to Cang Tianji, "You calculate his fate first!"

I myself looked towards the intersection. From where I stood to the intersection, there was a livestock shed and a wood pile. The rest was just adobe walls.

Cang Tianji only paused for a few seconds before saying, "This person has three tribulations in his life. One is being hit by a heavy object, one is a car accident, and one is related to water."

"All three are death tribulations. Without the help of a benefactor, he won't be able to avoid any of them."

While Cang Tianji was speaking, I was quickly calculating the possibilities of accidents happening on the road.

Cang Tianji saw that I wasn't speaking and asked in a low voice, "Can your abilities match Ling's? If Ling and I join forces, there might be a glimmer of hope."

*Mingshi* (fate masters) calculate tribulations.

*Suanshi* (calculation masters) calculate paths to survival.

Cang Tianji and Ling joining forces could indeed contend with the Palm Fate Ghost God.

Ling isn't here, so I can only try it myself.

I said in a deep voice, "If he avoids all three tribulations, can he die a natural death? What is his lifespan?"