The Greatest Astrologist

Tan's compound, the extended sedan steadily stopped at the door, Tan Twilight got out of the car against the twilight, and when he entered the courtyard, it happened to hit the funny bird Tan Qiyu.

Tan Qiyu held a small stick in one hand and carefully adjusted the equipment in the birdcage. He looked up and saw Tan Muxing who was returning, and said strangely: "Stars, the more you come back now, the later you come back."

It’s hard for Tan Muxing to say that he rides a distance and then rides in the car, and he stubbornly said: "I was delayed for a while on the road, why did Grandpa get down?"

Tan Qiyu smiled and said, "While no one is bothering you, hurry down and take a walk. Your grandma doesn't bother to accompany me."

Tan Muxing nodded, he stayed with his grandfather to watch the birds, and went back to the house immediately if he didn't.

"By the way, it will take a long time to come home." Tan Qiyu glanced at Mu Xing's expression secretly, and said, "He came down and said hello, saying that he would not go out in the past few years."

Taoist Xugan has always lived in the Taoist temple, but occasionally goes out to do errands. Now that he doesn't go out in recent years, that means he doesn't even do things. Some people on the mountain regularly buy food and water, and Taoist priests have no difficulty in life without going down the mountain.

Tan Muxing nodded: "Well, good."

Tan Qiyu wanted to imply that meeting with Dao Master would be less, but Tan Evening Xing's reaction was really flat. He sighed and said, "Where do you still have the anger?"

Tan Mu Xing whispered: "I've never been angry with a master."

Tan Qiyu said with annoyance: "Oh, this thing is up to me. I didn't expect you to be hidden behind the door and you heard it. You shouldn't let the children hear you... Tell me, it’s okay if you don’t want to see the Taoist master!"

Tan Muxing responded honestly, he didn't plan to meet Daoist Xu, and he didn't know what to say when meeting mainly.

Tan Muxing exchanged a few words with grandpa, then walked across the corridor with his schoolbag and walked towards his room.

The dusk was dim, and the trees in the courtyard were the same as many years ago. Whenever he walked through the deep path, he could always recall his childhood memories.

He lived here as soon as he remembered. During the day, he was surrounded by adults in the courtyard. At night, he slept in the quaint big bed with stars, and occasionally hid in the study to scare his grandfather. His parents were busy with work at the time, so he lived with his elders and couldn't get out of the big yard.

There are always Taoist priests in the compound, most of them are young Taoist priests who come to deliver seasonal vegetables and tea, and only one day visits to Taoist priests in different clothes.

Tan Qiyu respectfully invited Mr. Xu into the house, and the two discussed solemnly in the study.

The young Tan Muxing didn't understand the reason why Dao had come here. He still hid behind the secret door of the study, trying to wait for his grandpa to jump out and be scary when he passed by.

However, Grandpa and Dao Master talked solemnly, making Tan Muxing hesitate not to interrupt, and at the same time it was difficult for him to slip out at this time. He had to shrink behind the door, peek at the situation outside, and wait for the adults to finish.

But they seemed to be talking about him.

The words of the Taoist master are quite difficult, and they are not understandable by children at all, such as "three generations are generals, Taoists are taboo", "killing evil is too heavy, and karma is too deep" and so on.

Tan Muxing vaguely realized that he seemed to be doing something that he missed before, and the Taoist commander asked his grandfather to keep an eye on him not to do it again. He didn't know how long it was before, they called it "a certain life".

After Tan Muxing waited for his grandfather and Taoist to leave that day, he quietly came out of the study without mentioning it to anyone.

When his parents returned busy, Tan Muxing also left the compound and returned to live with his parents in the city.

"Mom, what is meant by overkill?"

"It should mean killing a lot of people, you know when you watch TV series with your grandma?"

"Uncle Beard on the mountain said that I killed too much..." The young man Tan Mu Xing's skin was like white porcelain, his eyes were red, and the urn sounded, "Mom, am I a bad person?"

"What nonsense, what uncle beard?" The mother suddenly realized, and was too busy to solve it, "It's all feudal superstition, don't take this kind of thing seriously, of course the stars are not bad guys!"

His mother persuaded her for a long time, and Tan Muxing finally let go of her mind, and even forgot her bad study memories.

Because of this incident, Tan Muxing once resisted returning to the Tan's compound, as if stepping into the courtyard gate, and then met the Taoist head in front of him, remembering the dark thing deeply buried in his heart.

Time will make people forget many things, but they won't let people forget them completely.

Tan Mu Xing is getting older, he has less time to return to the compound, and he begins to meet his peers in the kindergarten.

The summer wind in the imperial capital is sweltering, and the children walk on the grilled ground, returning indoors after a short outdoor activity.

Conflicts between the children happened quickly, at first it was just grabbing toys, followed by unexpected pushes.

That was the first time Tan Muxing discovered that he was different from others.

Tan Muxing didn't want to let go of the toy in his hand, but the other party started desperately snatching and pulling, but couldn't shake his steady self. He just pushed the opponent away in a learning manner, but caused the person in front of him to fall to the ground fiercely, and the immature skin rubbed bright red on the ground.

Sand, blood, crying, and the horrified eyes of the children around.

Tan Mu Xing held the toy uneasily, suddenly didn't understand what he had done wrong, and was at a loss as to what to do under everyone's sight.

The teacher who rushed to inspect the man’s wound, she sternly warned both parties: "You cannot use violence."

Tan Muxing was not the first to make the mistake, but his power did bring pain to others, and even he himself couldn't control this power.

Maybe he has done something in a certain life, that feeling is born with him, and there is no need to practice at all.

The injured child was sent to the infirmary by the teacher, while the remaining children were far away from talking about Dusk. They all looked a little scared.

Tan Muxing looked down at the toy in his hand, suddenly feeling bored, and put it back into the toy basket.

There are a lot of toys in his house. Mom and Dad will buy whatever he wants. It doesn't matter if he doesn't let it go.

It turned out that it was not feudal superstition, but he didn't want to believe it in his heart.

Don't use violence, that's it.

At the desk, Tan Evening Star shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of the past, and then concentrated on sketching.

He shook the draft, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. The tablemate seemed to like gold more?

He can use Chu Qianli’s homework to copy, help her with some simple chores, accompany them to record astrological videos or do divination, and even ride home with her from the distance... He has never thought of anything else, he thinks it is already very good.

Simple happiness is precious, and you should not expect too much.

It is better to be a fool than a general.

The school party ended successfully, the classmates staged a costume drama, and Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing ran around in troubled waters and fished in troubled waters.

After the party was over, only the final exam was left, which caused Chu Qianli a headache.

Chu Qianli lay down on the table in frustration, she couldn't read the book at all, and muttered: "Why haven't you come to me for a lot of money recently?"

Chu Qianli is now studying the Hongjing Tarot. She is still doing divination on the Internet, but she has never met a wealthy big client.

She looked at Tan Muxing with a sad expression in her eyes: "Am I too angry?"

Talking about Mu Xing's dodge, he explained in a panic: "I haven't met a very suitable one recently..."

Qiu Qingkong mainly operates an online customer base, and Tan Muxing introduced a wealthy boss. The two have different development directions, and together they have built a complete customer network.

In fact, Chu Qianli became famous at the Qi's birthday banquet. Countless people were asking her name, and they all heard that the imperial capital had a new young master.

Qi Chengliang didn't want Qi Yan's people to be in the limelight, and because he didn't know Chu Qianli's name, he didn't answer any questions at all, and kept the inquirers out of the door. Qi Yan usually attends classes at school and has not formally entered the circle.

He Jianping had guessed that the young master was Chu Qianli, but he didn't rush over to talk about Muxing's introduction, and occasionally asked others about it, wanting to know Chu Qianli's time through talks about Muxing.

There are many rich bosses who want to ask Chu Qianli for questions, but Tan Muxing has not dared to take it recently, mainly because the final exam is coming soon.

He knew that his deskmates wanted to escape from studying by divination, but bad grades in the final exams were not enough. The money-making matters had to be put a little later, so that he could mix up a diploma.

Tan Muxing kindly persuaded: "I said someone would look for it after the final exams from time to time. Everyone is busy during this time."

Chu Qianli sighed, "But I still want to make a lot of money before the holiday, otherwise I won't have the chance to go back to the village."

Tan Mu Xing was taken aback: "Do you want to go back to the village on holiday?"

"Yeah, I haven't been back for a long time. I have to clean up at home." Chu Qianli used the Hongjing Tarot to obtain some information. He still needs to go back and look through his grandpa's old books. Maybe he can figure out new things.

When Tan Muxing calmed down, he found that Chu Qianli also referred to the village as "home" and never shy away from mentioning the past.

"Oh, otherwise, go to the money printing machine and cry for poverty, crying out a wave of money in advance..." Chu Qianli began to lay on the table and wondered, she looked at Tan Muxing eagerly, and muttered, "I really can't find a rich man. ?"

She just wrote "You are working hard, think of a way" all over her face, which can be said to be weeping.

"No, really can't..." Tan Muxing shook his head resolutely, lest he be shaken by her eyes and delay her review time at the end of the term.

He thought for a while, decided to turn the question away, and asked, "By the way, you are not celebrating your birthday. Now there are two choices, depending on which one you like, one is..."

Chu Qianli: "I want it all!"

Tan Mu Xing was surprised: "Huh? But I'm afraid of something, do you like it?"

Chu Qianli resolutely said: "Don't ask, I want it! If I don't like it, I will give more. There will always be someone I like, Modo!"

Talking about Twilight Star: "...Alright."

Talking about Twilight Star finally changed the subject with a gift, causing Chu Qianli to forget about the divination, but unexpectedly Qiu Qingkong came over and broke the power with a word.

Qiu Qingkong worries: "Teacher, do you have any way to strengthen your fortune? I know that eating crystal powder is useless, but I heard that the crew will have incense during the start-up ceremony? It's like this?"

Chu Qianli explained: "Ah, I don't engage in rituals, nor do I like to study such techniques. I prefer to conform to the laws of nature. I believe in Marxism."

Some people not only study divination, but also burn incense and worship Buddha. Chu Qianli has no faith in this aspect, and will not even touch some things. She studied Chinese and Western in astrology, and it was a little embarrassing to do this. Should I believe in the gods of the East or the gods of the West? Isn't this embarrassing?

Qiu Qingkong scratched his head helplessly: "Okay, let my dad find it by himself. I also said that I will make this money for you. The ghost knows who he is going to be deceived..."

When Chu Qianli heard this, her eyes lighted up, and she suddenly raised her head and said: "Fresh wronged... No, fresh distinguished guest! What are you talking about first?"

"But don't you not engage in the incense ceremony?"

"Solving problems can't only rely on rituals. What do you want to do?"

"Isn't our family engaged in the media? Then the company wants to promote a boy group, so it wants to get some ceremonies before debut, which is similar to the start of the crew. You also know that the artists are very metaphysical, and my dad believes this a little. "

When Tan Muxing found Chu Qianli's heart moved, he weakly reminded: "We are going to take the final exam. It seems that we should review first..."

Qiu Qingkong argued: "It's not very complicated, just a trip. The company is very close."

Chu Qianli and Qiu Qingkong hit it off instantly, and they decided to go to the company to see the situation, so that the painstakingly persuaded talk about evening star was extremely helpless.

Fortunately, the media company is indeed not far away, and Chu Qianli doesn't have to rush over the weekend.

The three of them took a car after school and arrived in 20 minutes. The company is divided into areas, and trainees have special activity areas and practice rooms.

Qiu Qingkong took Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing into the company. She greeted the staff and led her friends to the practice room, just in time for the singing and dancing practice before the boy group debut.

Chu Qianli knew that the company wanted a big fire in the men's team, so she wanted to have a sense of ritual before her debut, but she stood outside the practice room for a long time looking around, and suddenly realized that some jobs were really unavailable.

Chu Qianli stood frozen for a long time. She looked at Qiu Qingkong and asked tentatively: "Otherwise, you still let your uncle find someone by yourself?"

Qiu Qingkong said in surprise: "Why?"

Chu Qianli was thinking hard. She touched her chin and said in a tangled way: "Well... Solving problems can't only rely on rituals, but there are still some problems that can't be solved by rituals and other things."

Tan Muxing accurately translated: "She meant that singing and dancing like this would not be saved by metaphysics."

Qiu Qingkong: "..."