The Greatest Astrologist

Wan Ketan opened his mouth to curse, but coughed violently. He was out of breath, bowed and twitched, like a green prawn struggling on the shore.

Chu Qianli just had a casual tone. She was a little flustered at this time, and she subconsciously looked at the door and reminded: "Wait a minute, don't touch the porcelain, the day I count is not today, you don't mess with me, wait until I leave. Sick?"

"I have to go to class on Monday, so I can't be questioned by the police!" Chu Qianli was afraid that Wan Ketan would be in a coma on the spot, so she jumped into the Yellow River and became a suspect somehow.

Wan Ketan coughed more fiercely when he heard this, he took a deep breath, and it took a long time to calm down, and sneered: "Then your level is not very good, and you still suspect that you are not accurate?"

"It's not that I suspect that I'm not sure, it's that I suspect that you have to perform to defeat destiny and directly advance the day."

"..."

Wan Ketan has never seen such a rude child. If he hadn't been physically fit recently, he would be angrily hitting people with crutches now.

Wang Ping’s previous evaluation was very accurate. If Chu Qianli speaks unpleasantly, it is by no means a low EQ, it is because she deliberately made people angry.

Wan Ketan was too lazy to argue with the little girl. He pondered for a long time and asked, "How long has Chu Yizheng been dead?"

Chu Qianli answered vaguely: "What happened in recent years."

"Hmph, he was famous among his peers at the time, but he was just like that in his later years." Wan Ketan sneered, "I thought he was so capable!"

When Chu Qianli heard him belittle Grandpa, her eyes flickered, and she raised her eyes and said, "What is meant by ‘but that’s it’?"

"I can't break through my lifespan, isn't it just that?"

Chu Qianli ridiculed coolly: "Don't you think it's easy to break through your lifespan? If you still learn from others to light the seven-star lamp, Zhuge Kongming didn't change your lifespan. Could it be that you feel worthy?"

"Everyone will die. I have seen so many births, old ages, sicknesses and deaths after learning this, but I won't accept it when it's my turn?"

Wan Ketan tried to light the seven-star lamp to continue his life, and Chu Qianli just wanted to laugh after watching it on the second floor.

Wan Ketan was punctured tragically, but he was not annoyed, but rather coldly said: "Little girl, the lips move lightly, then I will let you die now, can you be reconciled?"

Chu Qianli was silent for a moment, and replied: "Yes, and you can't."

"That's not right, no one can be reconciled!" Wan Ketan suddenly became excited, even with a panting voice, and said loudly, "Others don't understand, you should know what it's like to be short of time, we are all Of course, practitioners must find a way to change."

Wan Ke Tan's eyes flashed brightly, just like a person wandering on the sea, trying to grasp the last survival board.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qianli tilted her head slightly and said calmly: "Sure enough, the book is right. I hope to feel that I am important is also one of the differences between humans and other animals."

"what?"

"The birth of heaven and earth is expensive for people. Of course, this is what people write to others. You have to let cats write it. Maybe it is the birth of heaven and earth, and cats are precious." Chu Qianli said calmly, "You also feel that you are a spiritual practitioner. People, those are precious people, Master, it's normal to have this kind of thought."

Numerology researchers have a big problem, which is to predict their own affairs. They divination others are easy to come by, but if they speculate on their own affairs, it is easy to add emotional color, which is a big taboo in divination.

Once things touch one's own emotions and interests, people will waver violently. This is human nature.

If people are messed up, the hexagrams will be messed up.

"What I just said may have misunderstood you. It should be changed to'No, I can'. From the subjective emotion, I can't accept death; from the objective law, I can accept it again." Chu Qianli added, "This does not mean that I am pessimistic, but what I have learned tells me that my death may also be reasonable."

"Unlike you, I have already died once, so I know I'm special, but it's really not that important."

If it were Chu Qianli from the previous life, she might be like Wan Ketan, panicked and impatient all day long, unwilling to believe that her outstanding talent must disappear. She also racked her brains to change, but the giant screen of Heavenly Dao was pulled down, and no matter how special people were, they were so small.

Because of this, she can now look at life and death calmly, analyze all this more objectively, and regain her ability to question herself.

The room fell silent, and the air seemed to stagnate.

After a while, Wan Ketan's eyes were slightly cold. He stretched out his hand to Chu Qianli and said lightly: "That's right, since you don't want to live anymore, return the compass to me and leave the opportunity for those who want to live. people."

Chu Qianli complained: "...When did I say that I don't want to live, you have problems with understanding, why is it always black and white?"

Chu Qianli said that putting aside personal emotions to think, Wan Ketan directly blocked her and didn't want to live.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wanke Tan said angrily, "The compass is originally the treasure of the head of the Hao Clan. It was left by the first head of the clan and carried what the ancestor master learned all his life. I haven't pursued this with Chu Yizheng over the years. Everything is benevolent and righteous, you are not from the Hao Clan, so why hold the compass!?"

Chu Qianli: "...Is that because you don't want to be held accountable? That is because you can't find Grandpa?"

"It's ridiculous, just talked about a great truth, it's really a critical moment of life and death, it's not just grabbing the compass and letting it go!"

"No, old man, let's make some sense, and inheritance should follow the rules. You and my grandfather are not relatives, why should you ask for a compass? You don't know the law!" Chu Qianli said anxiously. Just step into the coffin, if you die, I will get the compass back, so much trouble, why bother?"

Wan Ketan was so irritated by her, he almost jumped up, and said in a sudden, "Shut up! When I get the compass, everything will be different!"

"If this thing is useful, grandpa and I changed our lives early, will it be your turn?"

"That's because you have little knowledge and limited ability, so you can't understand the essence of Patriarch. I am different from you!"

"Tsk, it's really different. It's more confident than we are ordinary." Chu Qianli raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I will study the results in the future, and I must burn the paper to tell you that you are really useless with a compass, so it's better to count on me."

Wan Ke Tan is obsessed without a compass, just like a drowned person who wants to hold on to the straw, inevitably refusing to believe what Chu Qianli said.

The two of you choked with each other, and the dispute became fierce.

Wan Ketan's eyes were sharp, he cast his gaze to one side, slightly narrowed his eagle eyes, and said sharply: "The compass should be in your bag, right?"

Chu Qianli's expression changed slightly, she subconsciously touched her bag, and suddenly fell silent.

Wan Ke Tan said with confidence: "Since we are dissatisfied with each other, it is better to use the compass to make a bet. The comparison is more accurate? If the comparison wins, whoever takes the compass."

Chu Qianli murmured: "You have a really good abacus, and still want to empty the glove white wolf? The compass is originally mine, why do I have to bet with you?"

"Of course I won't let you gamble for nothing." Wan Ketan put a few old books on the table casually, and said calmly, "This is the secret method of Ziwei inherited from this school, as well as the deeds of the ancestor. If you are really better than me, I will offer it with both hands and be willing to go down."

Hearing the words, Chu Qianli opened a book suspiciously and found familiar handwriting on the ancient books.

After a while, she just laughed loudly: "Master, who are you fooling? This is my grandfather's words, dare you to learn the rest of him!"

Wan Ketan annoyed: "You..."

"If you like these, I will send you another box another day. I can't see that you have a deep feeling for my grandpa." Chu Qianli clapped his hands and said with emotion, "I don't even bother to organize it. ."

What Chu Qianli didn't say was broken. Although the old book was written by grandpa, she had never read the content of the book. At first, they only talked about Ziwei Doushu, but did not talk about the history of the school's fortune. These books record Haomen.

Wan Ketan heard her laugh wantonly, and couldn't tell how much Chu Yizheng revealed for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Then what do you want to bet on?"

"These alone are not enough, you have to add more." Chu Qianli glanced at the old book and asked, "Do you gamble on money?"

Wan Ketan immediately stared: "Why are you like a vulgar mortal!?"

"Hey, save some coffins. Now there is no cemetery if there is no money. You can't even die. Don't you have to make some money?"

"..."

Wan Ketan had long since left the stage of talking about money. He took out a complete set of jade Taoist eight treasures and pressed them on the pile of old books as a bet for fortune-telling.

Chu Qianli stared blankly at the colorful jade. The combination of expensive jade and Taoist culture was really full of ancient charm and ingenuity. She sighed: "Your funeral goods are really good, but it will be mine later."

Wan Ketan: "It's really not ashamed."

"For the sake of safety, let's record, to prevent me from taking the jade, you call the police." Chu Qianli lifted his schoolbag and reconfirmed, "Use the compass in these gambling bags?"

"right."

"Compared to what?"

Wan Ketan moved his fingers, and he stared at Chu Qianli for a long time, and smiled unkindly: "Little girl, you have more than two years to reach your limit. Others may be able to rely on good deeds to accumulate virtue, but you..."

Chu Qianli calmly said, "Do you want to talk about this again? I didn't even go to elementary school to figure out this, and talk about something I don't know, such as the specific day, the accident, and the method of cracking. Then I might take a high look at you."

Wan Ketan heard that she was not afraid of life and death, and fell silent for a while, not understanding why she was so big-hearted.

Chu Qianli smiled and said, "Can't it be counted? Then why are you always talking about this, but if you are curious, I can help you to count the day or death of illness."

"You can't calculate mine, I can calculate yours, I'm afraid you dare not listen." Chu Qianli wrote lightly, "...Would you like to listen?"

Regardless of Chu Qianli's young age, she can be described as a senior in matters of life and death, far better than Wan Ketan's mentality.

Wan Ketan stared at her, his fists clenched stiffly, but in the end there was no answer.

Wan Ke Tan pretended to take a copper coin calmly, without mentioning the lifespan, and said: "Don't be so complicated, just use the simplest one. How about guessing the positive and negative three times in a row?"

Wan Ketan suggested that the two write the results on paper, and then cast copper coins three times to see if there is any discrepancy with the prediction.

"Will you show the highest skill in the simplest way?" Chu Qianli nodded, "Yes, but what if I guess the same?"

"Then choose another method."

The two of them only took a few seconds to finish writing, and put the note aside. The time was so short that they could not start a hexagram, it was entirely based on the feeling of the moment.

Once the pen is written, it cannot be changed, and it is useless to continue counting.

Any questioning has to look for things in the hexagram, and the most difficult is nothing more than a clever move. This feeling is similar to the inspiration of painting and carving. It has nothing to do with technique, but emphasizes spirituality.

When the ancients saw two birds arguing on a branch, they felt intimidated and predicted that someone would fall from the tree the next day. This is the principle. The result of divination has nothing to do with the hexagram question, it is simply a person grasping the vision in the environment.

As soon as Chu Qianli entered the house, she knew that Wan Ketan had been prepared. This was the place where he repaired, and he was most familiar with all kinds of displays. Even where she was sitting, she might be taken into account.

Competitive questioning itself is an information warfare, to see who can obtain more information with a small amount of information, and pre-judge the opponent's prediction.

The time for the coin to fall is extremely short, not to mention the fact that you can't guess the hexagram three times, and the accuracy rate is lower.

"coming."

Wan Ketan raised his hand to indicate that the copper coin was spinning in mid-air, and then spinning around on the table, and finally stopped steadily, which was exactly the front of the word.

Wan Ketan glanced at his own note, happened to match the prediction result, and became more and more calm. He pushed the tabletop copper coin to Chu Qianli and said, "Throw it for you."

Chu Qianli touched the copper coin and inquired curiously: "What are you guessing?"

Both sides have finished writing the answer, and then it is meaningless to cover up.

Wan Ke Tan said generously: "Pros and cons."

Chu Qianli was taken aback: "Two flowers and one word is Shaoyin, it's not good to vote for this."

"Isn't this what you guessed?"

Chu Qianli tossed the copper coin for nothing, and said casually: "No, people who are about to die don't guess this kind of result."

The copper coin was spinning in the air for the second time, this time it was the opposite of spending.

Upon seeing this, Wan Ketan was even more sure that his prediction was correct, and sneered: "Then you are sure to lose. I didn't expect that I wouldn't even be able to make it through the second round."

"Ziwei divination always pays attention to fine prediction. Sometimes the process may be more important than the result." Chu Qianli handed over the copper coins to the other party and suggested, "Come on for the third time."

"I can let you vote, the result will not change anyway."

"Don't, I'm afraid you will say I cheated later."

Wan Ketan took the coin suspiciously. He thought of Chu Qianli's words in his heart, and even the coin operation was missed, which was not as smooth as the last time.

The rotating copper coin knocked on the tea table, but did not stop steadily. Instead, it jumped up and flew directly to the incense altar next to it. It was inserted diagonally among the incense ash, and stood slightly tilted!

When Wan Ketan saw this scene, he stretched out his hand to take the copper coin: "It doesn't count this time, you come next time."

Chu Qianli hurriedly blocked the opponent's hand, she did not allow him to touch the copper coin, and stopped in shock, "Is it playing? Why doesn't it count?"

Wan Ketan looked at the copper coin standing in the incense altar, he immediately frowned and reminded: "You can see clearly that it hasn't fallen. It really has to be counted this time, that's the opposite!"

The copper coin leaned on the incense altar. If it were to fall flat, it would be the opposite. Three times it happened to be "positive and negative."

"Who said it's the negative?" Chu Qianli opened the note in his hand, and it said "positive, negative, neither" on it, exactly the same as the result of the coin throw.

She smiled and said, "One positive and one negative, one yin and one yang, undecided, just perfection."

Wan Ketan saw the content on her paper clearly, he got up in disbelief, and said angrily: "It didn't have you to write like this! That's obviously the opposite!"

"Anxious, anxious, even if you fall short..." Chu Qianli argued, "It hasn't fallen at all, so why do you say it is against it?"

"Then throw it again, this time it won't count!"

"I wrote it plainly, you are starting to linger now, and you won't end it anymore." Chu Qianli stretched out his hand to hold the old book and the eight jade treasures beside him, disdainfully said, "I am too lazy to be familiar with you, so I packed my things and went home. , The homework hasn't been written yet."

Seeing that she wanted to run away with something, Wan Ketan was about to pull with a cane, but suddenly saw her take out the compass from his schoolbag, and he was stunned!

Chu Qianli raised the compass in one hand and waved wildly, and stuffed old books and emeralds into her schoolbag with one hand. She was still jumping around actively, deliberately saying, "Look at this? What is this?"

When Wan Ketan saw the compass being thrown around by her, he was startled with sweat on his forehead and chills behind his back. He hurriedly shouted: "Don't lose like this, don't lose like this, are you crazy!? This is an old thing!"

Compass pays attention to precision, so it won't be accurate with a slight bump, and it needs technology to repair it.

Chu Qianli was just like a child with a bad personality. She didn't know how to cherish. She used the compass to play acrobatics on the spot, and only made Wan Ke Tan jumped with anger!

Chu Qianli flamboyantly tossed the compass, and she raised her chin quite contentedly: "Is my technique okay?"

Wan Ketan stared at the compass closely, his voice trembled in a panic for fear of her losing his hand: "Don't throw around like this, don't play like this..."

"You lost when I entered the house, but you didn't know it. You want to live too much, but I don't want to live that much. Whoever is read first will lose."

Chu Qianli threw the compass at will. She looked into the air and said thoughtfully: "In fact, it doesn't matter if I die, but I don't want to wait for my people to be sad, nor do I want them to be sad for me one day..."

Chu Qianli steadily caught the compass, she slammed it against the wall in front of Wan Ke Tan, and smiled: "I don't like other people beating my face for me, so I'd better choose to live!"

The compass made a dull sound on the wall, and then it fell apart, like a spark that exploded!

Wan Ketan's face was blue and white, he almost didn't come up in one breath, his eyes were cracked and said: "No--"

Wan Ketan rushed to rescue the wreckage of the compass, Chu Qianli picked up his schoolbag and ran out without even bringing his head back.

Outside the house, Tan Muxing saw her rush out. He had been waiting for a long time, and said in surprise: "It's over?"

"I slipped away, the old man is crazy." Chu Qianli gleefully said, she waved to urge Tan Muxing to follow, and rushed downstairs in a hurry.

Tan Muxing was unclear, so he only heard Wan Ketan hiss and roar, and didn't know how the bear kid provoke him.

The people outside originally wanted to stop the two high school students, but Uncle Qi had already rushed up with people at this time, and the scene was chaotic.

Wan Ketan in the house yelled to find the repairer. The others were no longer able to control Chu Qianli and the others, so they could only let them leave and enter the house to comfort Master Wan.

Chu Qianli and Tan Evening Xing easily went downstairs under cover, even passing by the second floor of the dimly lit villa.

Seeing the seven-star lamp, Chu Qianli was still thinking about it, and left a few words before leaving.

"He wants to really believe this. If you are finished today, you have to watch the lights. Tonight you have to turn off two lights." Chu Qianli said lightly, "I respect the elders and stop playing with his lights, but don't go to me if you want to turn them off by yourself. Laying on your head."

Others looked at each other when they heard the words, but didn't know how to answer the conversation.

After Chu Qianli finished speaking, she and Tan Muxing got into the car together, and the door closed to block the two of them.

The convoy started slowly and drove away from the community one by one. No one dared to stop at the scene.

Inside the car, Chu Qianli opened her schoolbag, checked her things, and stretched out her hand to Tan Muxing.

Talking about Twilight Star is not equivalent to the table opening, so he took the initiative to return the Hongjing Compass to her. He found that her bag was messy, and said helplessly: "I said, why are you too heavy to bring so many things?"

The other high school seniors just pretend to be homework, and the same table also pretends to be other things.

Chu Qianli's schoolbag is stuffed with all kinds of tarot cards. She recently studied the Hongjing compass and started to buy Taoist utensils frequently, which is exactly the same as the habits of an astrological apprentice.

Regardless of the results of the research, the two bought quite a few research tools. While Chu Qianli said that expensive tarot cards are harvesting IQ tax, he started buying new cards or new versions when he saw them, perfect interpretation and cursing while buying.

"Hehe, if I consume a compass today, I can buy a new one." Chu Qianli took out the phone, touched her chin, and began to wonder, "Let me see what I bought this time."

"What are you talking about in the house?"

"Talk about funeral goods." Chu Qianli raised his head and asked, "By the way, what kind of tea does the old man like to drink?"

"Everyone has different tastes. My grandfather likes Pu'er, and my grandma likes black tea." Tan Muxing scratched his head. "The price of tea is also different. You can also subdivide the grade, depending on what you use for it."

"It's just to sweep the grave, it's cheaper, otherwise it's milk tea."

Talking about Twilight Star: "?"