The Greatest Astrologist

When the group arrived in the village, Chu Qianli wanted to see Saren and asked the other villagers to send the message.

Saren was a little surprised when she heard the news. She invited everyone to come to the ceremony room to listen to Chu Qianli's intentions.

Inside the house, animal bones and herbs are still hanging on the walls, and tambourines and witchcraft props are piled up in the corners.

In the shadow of the charcoal fire, the wrinkles on the old lady's face became deeper and deeper in the pulsating shadows, her hair was carefully collected in the cap, and the wind and frost and the years dyed her hair with snow. She sat upright, looking solemn and cautious.

Chu Qianli was sitting right across from Saren, his back was also straight. She slowly explained her thoughts and asked people around to help translate.

Tan Muxing quietly looked at the foreground, as if turning over a magical picture. Two women with completely different dresses, ages and backgrounds are sitting right now, expounding their views.

Chu Qianli finished talking about the consequences of relocating and not relocating. Faced with the serious-looking Saren, she habitually added: "Of course, these are all my suggestions, and the right to choose is in your hands."

Saren replied softly.

"She said that this matter needs to be discussed with the village, not she alone can decide."

Chu Qianli nodded. She was just about to get up and stand up. She suddenly saw the animal bones on the wall, and then whispered: "There is one more thing, I am really not a shaman, and they can put this aside when they have a meeting."

The staff passed this to Saren.

Saren was startled when she heard the words. Her expression was tense and her brows frowned, but at this moment she showed a kind of smile, and her lips moved gently.

Chu Qianli looked at her with a smile and said blankly: "What did grandma just say?"

"Didn't you hear me? You say it again?"

Saren did not repeat, she also stood up and asked the guests to take a short rest outside, saying that she would call the villagers to discuss the next thing.

The small village is not big at first. Standing outdoors, Chu Qianli and others saw the villagers coming from hearing the news and pouring into the largest chamber in the village.

Adult men and women entered the house one after another, speaking their own language, fighting for reason in the house. Saren presided over the meeting in the middle of the meeting. He looked quite majestic and organized the order of the meeting.

The people at the workstation stayed outside, and Tan Muxing asked, "This is where they usually meet?"

"Yes, I discussed it for a long time last time, and finally said that I won't move." Batu said, "I don't know what happened this time."

After a long time, the meeting in the house finally ended. Saren did not immediately agree, but said to talk to the person in charge of the relocation.

This is already a major breakthrough. At least the village didn't want to talk last time, but now it shows a slight turn for the better.

The villagers came out of the chamber one after another.

Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing actually saw the little boy who gave candy at the entrance of the village on that day. He didn't snuggle next to his mother this time, but wandered alone under the eaves.

The little boy kicked away the stones on the side, then looked up at the people at the workstation, and continued to turn his head around in place.

Batu waved to the little boy, making him hesitant.

Tan Muxing didn't call the shy little boy for a long time last time, but the other party stepped forward after tangled today, and mustered the courage to come to Chu Qianli and the others.

Batu proudly said: "It seems that we are closer to the same race."

After the little boy walked over, he didn't care about Batu on one side. Instead, he glanced at Chu Qianli awkwardly, a bit aggrieved, and said, "Why do you always want us to move?" "

Tan Muxing was taken aback: "His Chinese is very good."

Some villagers can speak Chinese, but some are not good. The little boy can be considered standard.

Batu: "When I was in school, there was a sticker in the classroom where only Mandarin was spoken in the school. It's just that the location is too off, but there is a school nearby. It used to take two hours."

Facing the little boy's doubts, Chu Qianli asked softly, "Why don't you want to move?"

"If I move away, I can't go to the mountains, I can't go to the dirt bag to play, it's all gone..." The little boy stumbled and organized his words, "Just like Hou Shan, it was forgotten in the end."

"You want us to move out, and then you won't come again." The little boy murmured, glancing at the group of people from his side, "Then why can't we stay?"

Everyone was startled.

Tan Muxing: "But if you move out, it will be convenient for you to go to school."

"But the home is gone." The little boy looked down.

Chu Qianli: "Do you like it very much?"

The little boy nodded: "There is also a mountain god."

Chu Qian thought about it a little bit, and she considered her words: "But a long time ago, everyone didn't live here. Maybe they were wandering in the grassland and came here later..."

"Is it bad here? I've been here since I was a kid." The little boy said, "It's not my home outside either."

Chu Qianli shook his head: "It's not bad, but it's just like everyone liked the grassland before, but now you like it here, you all hope to get better and better."

"But in the end everyone forgot about this place..." The little boy lowered his head, he kicked the stone on the ground and muttered, "Said he will come back in the future, but he certainly won't, just like the classmates."

"Mountain god, shaman, I forgot." The little boy spread his hands.

Chu Qianli: "Do you still think I am a shaman?"

The little boy glanced at her, lowered his head, and whispered: "Yeah."

"Although I don't know what the mountain **** thinks, if you get better and better, it doesn't matter if you forget me." Chu Qianli thought for a few seconds and laughed, "Everyone is doing well, and my mission is over."

The questioner is on the right track and no astrologer is needed anymore.

The little boy was startled.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally suffocated a muffled sentence: "...I won't forget."

"what?"

The little boy turned around shyly, ran home without looking back, and didn't talk to them again.

Batu was surprised: "Why did you run away suddenly? Running quite fast?"

The little boy was suddenly embarrassed and disappeared at the intersection in a hurry.

The group did not delay too long in the village. After they had communicated with the little boy, they followed the same path back to the workstation. In a few days, the village will welcome new staff to negotiate the details of the relocation again.

Batu sighed on the road: "He just finished talking, so I want to go back and have a look. I have lived in a similar place before, and now I almost lose my impression."

After Chu Qianli left the village, she was quite quiet. She and Tan Muxing walked behind the team, slowly acting as a little tail.

Tan Muxing noticed her abnormality, and he showed concern: "What are you thinking?"

Chu Qianli returned to her senses in a second. She looked at her companion and said nonchalantly: "I just came up with a whim. In fact, it's good to have a **** in the world."

Tan Muxing curiously asked: "Why?"

"Because God can't make mistakes. If you can really hear God's will, then you don't have to have any worries and are properly arranged." Chu Qianli tilted his head, "But if it is just a human, it will become I’m not sure, but I’m not good enough."

If it is the word of God, it will not be affected by the words of the little boy, nor will it be influenced by all kinds of emotions.

Chu Qianli scratched his head helplessly: "Oh, so I still can't be a god, and I can't be a shaman. I have too many problems."

Talking about Twilight Star: "But I think this is better."

Chu Qianli looked at him in confusion.

Tan Muxing smiled: "You have some minor problems, but you still work hard to hope that everyone is well. Isn't this more valuable?"

"The things that gods do are not magical, and the things that people do are magical. I think Grandma Saren understands." Tan Muxing said earnestly. "Whether it is her or the villagers, it’s not that you know how to divination, and then Just believe in you, but feel something else before you are willing to believe."

Tan Muxing didn't think that Saren and others would blindly obey Chu Qianli, just like when Batu said she was a shaman when he entered the village, Grandma Saren didn't believe it and thought they were lying.

She can touch others, there must be other reasons, just like there are so many fortune-tellers in the world, he just believes in her.

Chu Qianli didn't expect him to say this. She felt embarrassed inexplicably. She had always been eloquent, but now she was clumsy and she didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Tan Mu Xing's attitude was too sincere and sincere, which made him feel a little at a loss.

After a while, Chu Qianli was finally able to speak, but instead of mentioning the topic just now, the conversation suddenly changed. She deliberately said in a malicious voice: "I can say that I have a lot of problems, but you can't follow along and say that I have a small problem!"

Tan Muxing suddenly heard her voice awkward, and said, "Huh?"

Chu Qianli pretended to wipe his tears, and whimpered: "I understand, it's faded. You never said that I had a small problem before, but now I finally tell the truth..."

When Tan Muxing saw her change face in a second, he waved his hand in panic: "Wait, I didn't mean it! The point of this sentence is not this!"

They were obviously discussing other things, and suddenly they shifted to his opinion of her.

"Yes, just unintentionally revealing the truth. You have already felt that I have a lot of problems, and you have tolerated me for a long time..." Chu Qianli said sadly, "I was still kept in the dark, waiting for the conflict to erupt. Only then did I know that the next post was out of control, you read online stories like this."

"No, no, really not, don't believe the stories on the Internet!" Tan Muxing was caught on the subject, he was full of desire to survive at the moment, and he hurriedly explained, not knowing where she came to this conclusion.

Chu Qianli sighed sadly: "Oh, the beginning of the story is always extremely gentle..."

"..."

To say too many mistakes is indeed the truth in the world.

Tan Muxing didn't expect to follow Chu Qianli's words, and he would be able to pass himself in. She cried (fake crying) of his guilt sadly, saying that she did not expect him to have a lot of opinions about herself, which caused great harm to her young mind.

Tan Muxing knew her routine well, and he weakly asked, "What do you want...No, do I have any way to make up for my mistakes?"

Chu Qianli wiped her face when she heard the words, she suddenly stopped humming, blinking and hinting: "The colored rope we got on the first day here is very beautiful."

"Do you want that?"

Chu Qianli stared at him silently.

Talking about Mu Xing's heart, he changed his words in a second and rephrased: "No, please let me give you that as a mental damage fee..."

Chu Qianli said readily: "Okay!"

"...It's forbidden."

Tan Muxing was confused and signed an unequal treaty. She was blackmailed by her for a mental damage fee, just like a victim of phone fraud. He never understood why his IQ fell into the bottom when he communicated with scammers.

Some victims replayed after being deceived, and they still felt that they had been killed at that time.