Fan New Year's Eve walked for an unknown period of time and came to a high cliff on the outskirts of the beach. He faced the wind and rain with grief and indignation. "Why is it like this? Why should you look down on me?"

"Boom!" Suddenly, a rolling thunder roared and fell on his head. A jade pendant on Fan New Year's neck suddenly exploded, and countless electric snakes wrapped around him suddenly meandered out along his limbs, forming a strange pattern of Yin and Yang.

Countless secret stories and all kinds of memories madly poured into his mind. The ancient jade with high tiles, the porcelain calligraphy Buddha statue Tang card identification... treasure appraisal golden pupils, control of Qi into the body, expelling diseases, dispelling evil spirits, breaking evil spirits, stepping on formations, killing generals, observing mountains and veins, searching for water and looking for dragons, finally controlling the fate of Yin and Yang, the cycle of life and death.

The memories were left behind in the jade token. The Fan family was the inheritor of the Divine Eyes of the Grand Guardian of the Mountains. They controlled the Dragon-seeking and Yin-Yang Secret Skill and refined the profoundness of the Divine Eyes. They could look up at heaven and earth and overlook the common people. They could see through the Luck of heaven and earth at a glance. They were the most legendary and respected place among the nine gates of heaven's fate. They were honored as "the eyes of the Earth Immortal."

And it was also because it was so powerful that it caused everyone to be afraid. A hundred years ago, the Fan family was mysteriously cursed with a vicious curse. The descendants of the Fan family were born with their life souls sealed and became stupid. If they were over 20 years old, they would have three weaknesses and five shortcomings. They would never live past 60 years old. Thus, the Guanshan family was cut off.

Fan Tiangong, the last ancestor of the Divine Eyes Master, was unwilling to accept fate. Before he died, he used the once-in-a-thousand-year 12-star bead astronomical phenomena to guide his life and mobilize the Luck of heaven and earth. He forcibly passed all his experience to his own life soul, hoping that his descendants could absorb it and break the curse to rebuild the glory.

"Break!"

Fan New Year's eyelids suddenly moved slightly, and his hand unconsciously made a strange gesture with his memory. The cross-shaped golden light kept hovering in his eyes, and an extremely deep aura suddenly exploded in his mind. His fate soul suddenly flashed, and his eyes suddenly became clear and deep. A layer of faint golden light quickly circled and flashed around his black pupils. His temperament also changed from being young and silly to being deep and restrained.

The reincarnation of time and space, the appearance of a new generation of Divine Eyes Master!

It turned out that his ancestors used to be so glorious.

He smiled in the face of the wind and rain, and his strong self-confidence came back to him again. He proudly turned around and walked to the distant city.

...

When the ragged Fan New Year's Eve returned to Linhai, people on the street immediately began to discuss and mock him.

"Is this idiot blind?"

"Oh my god, you've done too many immoral things and were struck by lightning. You're so dirty."

"Well, your hairstyle is so fashionable. Is it Brother Sharp's style?"

"My son, did you see that? You should study hard when you grow up. Otherwise, you will be like this good-for-nothing, wearing dirty clothes."

A fat woman pulled a child and pointed at Fan New Year with disdain. "He will always be a good-for-nothing."

Fan New Year's face was calm. At this time, his ears seemed to be countless times smarter. The sound of dozens of meters around him was heard, and even the sound of raindrops falling could be heard clearly.

But his mentality had long been indifferent to humiliation and comments, because they were just ordinary passers-by in his life.

"It's dangerous!"

Suddenly!

The car roared in the distance, and a red Maserati sped over at a high speed.

It seemed that the brake failed. The car rushed straight to the fat woman and her son who were crossing the road with great momentum.

Fan New Year's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his hand unconsciously made a spell. Immediately, a stream of air gushed out of his dantian and poured into his legs.

Suddenly, he jumped seven or eight meters away, hugged the mother and son, and brushed past the car lights.

The car slammed into the street lamp with an ear-piercing screech, giving off a puff of smoke, and the thread exposed by the street lamp began to flash with sparks.

"Oh no, oh no!"

Suddenly, a passerby pointed at the car and screamed in horror, "Run, it's going to explode."

At this time, the cars had begun to get off the vehicles, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

In the car, a long-haired girl pushed the door desperately, but the door had been deformed and could not be opened at all. With despair in her eyes, she slammed the door and cried, "Help, who will save me?"

"Let's save him quickly."

"What the hell are you trying to save? You can't see that it's about to explode. Run!"

"That's right. Let's run. Only fools are looking for death." All the pedestrians fled in all directions.

Fan New Year's Eve did not hesitate to get up and quickly climbed up to the hot front cover. At this time, the fire had begun to burn from the wheels, and the crisis was about to break out.

"Explode!"

He roared, and the airflow in his body poured into his fists. He crossed his hands and raised his fists to smash down hard.

Peng!

The moment the fist touched the solid glass, a blast of air rose from the fist and directly shattered the windshield, and the splashing glass cut his fist until it was bloody.

Fan New Year's Eve ignored his injury. He grabbed the woman's shoulder and dragged her out of the car. He picked her up and ran desperately.

There was an explosion, and the air surged. The car behind them began to burn.

The surrounding people were all stunned, shocked!

It was amazing that someone had risked his life to save him from the burning car.

"Thank you." The beautiful woman seemed to be scared stiff, and her face was pale with fear. She came back to her senses and murmured thanks in a trembling voice.

"Are you Miss Tang Muru?"

Fan New Year's heart skipped a beat when he saw her. It was actually her?

The person he saved was actually the famous young mistress of Lin Hai's Shengtang Media, Little Huarui.

Tang Muru was a little famous in Lin Hai. She was beautiful, gentle, and lovable. All kinds of advertisements received a hot figure who was soft-hearted.

Fan Qiang had seen her advertisement and game paintings on the wall. She was an iceberg beauty with a beautiful figure. Moreover, this kind of beauty was so cute that men could not help falling under the pomegranate skirt.

Tang Muru started filming milk advertisement at the age of thirteen. Because she was beautiful, she became popular quickly and sang many popular songs throughout the country. She also participated in several youthful idol dramas.

Tang Muru came to her senses and covered her mouth in surprise. "Your hand..."

Only then did Fan New Year come to his senses. His hands were bleeding after being cut by the glass. He wiped a faint smile on his body and said, "It's okay."

"I'm very grateful that you saved me."

Tang Muru, who was originally a little grateful, looked at Fan New Year's clothes a few times. She slightly raised her eyebrows and showed a trace of disdain. "I don't know where you are now."

"Our culture street is selling food."

Fan New Year's Eve looked at Tang Muru with a tinge of emotion. Tang Muru's extremely pure look was still imprinted in his mind when she was filming the milk advertisement.

Unexpectedly, she looked shrewd and capable in a professional suit. Her eyes were clear and bright, her eyebrows were curved, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Her white and flawless skin was slightly pink. Her thin lips were like rose petals, delicate and delicate, but a little bit more vulgar, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"It is actually a stall..."

Tang Muru's heart was suddenly filled with disdain. With pity, she said, "Well, you saved me. I'll arrange a job for you first. I'm now an artist of Shengtang Media. I know who the general manager is. I'm Wang Binglong, the richest man in Lin Hai and the young master of Ark Real Estate."

"Oh, that's great. Did you read in the newspaper that you got married?"

"No, don't ask!"

Tang Muru was a little dissatisfied and annoyed with Fan New Year's problem. "But I can talk in the company. He has to listen to me."

"Oh, that's great!"

Fan New year's answer was very perfunctory. In fact, after passing on his memory, his taste was much higher. Some things in the past could not even ripple in his heart.

"I'll arrange for you to go to our company's pipes. It's easy. It's 4,000 per month. How about it? It's much better than you setting up a stall, isn't it?"

"No, I think it's fine now." Fan New Year's City refused with a smile.

Tang Muru frowned slightly. "He's just a stall. He doesn't care about his reputation anymore. Is it interesting?"

"There's really no need. Thank you. If there's nothing else, I want to go back first."

Once again, Fan New Year's Eve refused politely. "Why don't I send you back?"

"Give me a ride. Do you have a car?"

Tang Muru glanced at Fan New Year's Eve with some disdain. She raised the bag in her hand and showed off. "Normally, those who don't sit in broken cars worth less than 200,000 yuan are not as valuable as a limited edition bag of mine."

Fan New Year smiled calmly. "I really don't have a car. I'm sorry."

"I'll take a taxi. This car belongs to the company. The company will handle the accident."

Tang Muru took out a business card from her expensive LV limited edition bag and handed it to him. "This is my assistant's number. You can leave me a phone number. You must pay it back after you saved me."

"No need!"

"You'd better keep your phone number. I must have gone online because of my car accident. Maybe I need your help to clarify it later, or it will be another sensational news." Tang Muru said lightly.

"Well, okay, my phone number is 135 already!"

Although Fan New Year's Eve didn't know much about the media industry, he didn't want to make trouble for others. It didn't matter if he helped to clarify it.

After Tang Muru hastily wrote down the number, she stopped a taxi and suddenly thought of something. She took out a stack of money from her bag and handed it over. "I guess you don't have money. Here are 2,000 yuan. Take it to see a doctor. If it's not enough, call my assistant. I'll send an assistant to you."

"No, I'm fine!"

"If you have nothing to do, just take the flowers and buy some expensive clothes." A trace of sarcasm flashed across Tang Muru's eyes. She forced the money into Fan New Year's car and left.

Fan New Year glanced at the fat mother and son who were still standing at the intersection and trying to leave in a daze.

He smiled and touched the child's head and stuffed the money directly into his child's head. "Remember, what you learn is not important, but you must learn to be indomitable. Uncle will treat you to candy."

The fat woman's eyes were full of tears and she could not say anything for a long time. Finally, she bowed deeply to Fan New Year's back and sobbed with gratitude. "Thank you, thank you!"

At this time, Fan New Year's cell phone rang. She picked up the worn straight phone and looked at it. It was a familiar number... How could she call him?