Chapter 1: Absolute Hexagrams

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During the Great Chu period, the king had no virtue. The kings of Pan from all walks of life rose up. There are Hu people and Meng Yuan eyeing each other. The people are struggling to make a living, and in addition to local floods and droughts, countless people were killed and injured at one time. The world is in chaos! The smoke of gunpowder and the flames of war are flying one after another.

Just wait for the change of the previous dynasty and leave a dilapidated Taiqing Palace. It is located on Qinghong Mountain. It's peaceful, too.

Qinghong Mountain is just a small hill, about 3,000 meters above the ground. In the four seasons of Changchun, you can often see the monkeys playing on the mountain, jumping in the forest, but it has a unique flavor!

At the top of the hill stands a dilapidated courtyard that is said to have been roof down due to a heavy rain. You can still see the rubble and hideous cracks scattered on the walls! There are only two people living in it. A nine-year-old child and a young Taoist.

The man lived in the back room all year round, and did not see the light and did not go out. Outsiders had never seen him before. Although there was an endless stream of people coming from the mountain, every time someone came to pay a visit, he didn't open the door, but just asked someone to write, handed it to the doorman, and presented it to the doorman!

Today's weather is hot and dry, and it's the scorching heat of June. The scorching sun was shining on his face, and he was a little sore from the sun.

The child was sitting in front of the door, squinting, as if he was about to fall asleep. He wore a wide cyan robe that didn't match his size in the slightest. Because I went to the mountains to catch crickets last night, I was late, and now I'm sleepy!

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, however, an old man walked up slowly, on crutches, followed by a group of guards, and his splendid clothes looked either rich or expensive! The group also followed and stopped.

"Master, why don't you get on the sedan chair? It's really hot and panicked, and it's cool inside!" At this time, a housekeeper hurriedly wiped his sweat with a handkerchief.

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's okay, my own body knows it myself! I can still hold it, and you don't need to worry! Look, this is not going to be ...... place."

The doorman squinted, knowing that someone was coming. Hurriedly got up and knocked on the door: "Master, someone is coming!" After a long time, there was a soft "um" in the room. It's a response.

The little one ran to the gate again and stood quietly waiting.

The old man walked very slowly, obviously only a few hundred steps away, and gave him a stick of incense time. The child's feet were numb, but he didn't hear any complaints.

"Welcome gentlemen to the Humble House, it must have been hard work, there is some tea to drink here!only one or two silver!" The doorman saw that the old man finally came in, as if he was used to it. began to speak in his immature voice.

The old man smiled, naturally knowing what this meant. Then he beckoned to the back: "Since you know that you are coming to Mr., this little money will naturally be ready early......!"

As soon as the words fell, Steward Jin came out with a large package of silver, and then carefully placed it in the box on the side. The old man smiled again and took out a sugar gourd from the back and said, "I know that Mr. Xiao likes folk snacks." This was specially brought to Mr. Xiao on the road. ”

The kid quickly took it and thanked him. Then he said, "Sir, please come in, the master is already waiting in the room." ”

The old man nodded and ordered, "Steward Jin, you take these people to rest here." I'll come when I go!"

Steward Jin nodded hurriedly: "Master, slow down!"

Then the old man entered the courtyard, slowly walked to the front of the hut, and asked suspiciously: "Is your husband still unwilling to come out?" The doorman nodded: "The master said that the time has not come!"

The old man sighed: "Your husband is a great talent, if he goes out of the mountain, he will definitely be able to break the situation here! It's a pity that the old man probably can't see it!"

The doorman didn't speak, and brought his hands over to the four treasures of the study that were placed aside. He dipped the old man in pen and ink and handed it to him. The old man stared at the banknote for a long time, then tremblingly stretched out his hand to hold it, and began to put pen on the paper.

His hands and feet are not very sharp, and the tip of the pen falls but is extremely smooth. The dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on it are written, and at first glance, it is immersed in it all year round. I saw that the tip of his pen was expressive, and after a while, a word fell on it:

- Die!

Literally, it didn't look very good, but the doorman's expression didn't change, the old man stared at the word directly, and then sighed and said, "Present it to your husband!"

The doorman gestured and brought the things in. After a long time, there was no sound inside. The old man was not in a hurry, and waited quietly on the side.

"Squeak!"

After a while the door opened, and the child came out, leaning against the door alone. Then I heard a hoarse voice coming from inside: "You already know the result, why bother me to do it!"

As soon as these words came out, the old man's expression darkened a lot. He held the brush tightly in his hand, as if asking a little pleadingly, "Really...... Is there no other way?"

There was silence inside the door for a while, and then I heard the hoarse man inside say:

"Yes! If you give up, you can live! Otherwise, you will die!"

The voice did not carry any emotion, and every word was like a needle piercing the old man's heart.

He laughed, his hands trembling a little as he was on crutches. "Give up? The old man has come this far, how can he give up? You tell me...... How can I give up, how can I give up, what can I give up?"

The doorman was not surprised by the old man's sudden reaction, after all, he had been here for so long, and had seen all kinds of people, and their reactions were different. There are all kinds of things, and they can be regarded as well-informed.

"This question...... It's not in my range of answers!" The man in the room slowly spat out a few words. The old man smiled: "But I forgot, since you can calculate, then you can tell me, when will I die, where will I die, who killed?"

"On June 10, he died in the imperial city, and was killed by the son of heaven, Kangji. He was given a death in prison with poisoned wine, and sacrificed to the heavens!"

"To sacrifice to the heavens, what a sacrifice to the heavens. When the Son of Heaven does this, does he not care about the suffering of the people? How can the people live in peace? How can he sit in that position?"

The old man beat his chest and cried, as if he had exhausted his last strength. The people in the house were silent, and only after he slowly lost his temper did he say: "I have said everything that should be said, whether you can do it or not!"

"I know!" the old man smiled bitterly, and then asked, "Now that the world is in trouble, but you are shrinking in the turtle house, when are you going to stay out of the mountain?"

"There is a definite number in all life in the world, and it has nothing to do with me whether life or death is......! It's not time yet!"

"Not yet...... Haha, another ...... that hasn't come yet"

The old man staggered out of the yard, and the expression on his face didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The group looked at him nervously, only to see him look back, and then stretched out his hand:

"Let's go, go to the capital!"

Suddenly, the nine-year-old boy in the door broke out and shouted, "Wait a minute, my master asked me to tell you a word, and he said: Although the time has not yet come, it is also fast...... Alright, I'm done, sir, go slowly!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, the gloom on his face was swept away, and he no longer had the dejected appearance just now.

"Good, good!"

He spit out three good words in a row, and then said: "There are all jackals in the mountains, and tigers and leopards in the deep forests are walking! Pave the way for your mentor!"

"Come on, prepare for the drive, follow me, move to the capital!"

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