"You Central Plains people are really cunning......" the man muttered.

"That's not cunning, but righteousness and awe-inspiring, turning his own lifeline into a dragon rope to fight for the people of the world. I corrected him, accompanied by a long sigh.

"Huh. The man laughed, "I know why you sighed, the lifeline broke out of the body, and I didn't live for more than three days." ”

He said what was in my heart, and he had repeatedly admonished him in the ancient physiognomy classics: the palm print cannot be broken, and if it is broken, it will not be long in life.

Some people are born with "broken palm prints", and 90% of them die young and cannot be cracked. As for the acquired "broken palm prints", it is more dangerous, and it can almost be called "cancer in palmistry".

Right now, even if Jingguan Xiaowu has the "appearance of longevity entangled in Nanshan" in her palm, once she breaks the kettle and uses the lifeline to solve the chaos of "Double Dragon Succession", then her life will end here.

In the sky, Ssangyong gradually lost his ability to move, and crouched again.

The Djinn Palms froze in mid-air, still. After a while, the edges of his palms suddenly collapsed, and then his ten fingers suddenly snapped inch by inch.

"Die. "I have this word in my head.

Soon, the Djinn's Palm was gone, and all that was left in the air was the mountain and the dragon's rope.

This is the end of Jingguan Xiaowu, if she desperately cracks the "Double Dragon Succession" without hesitation. This hazy image announced her death, and it was tantamount to rehearsing in front of me what had not yet happened.

"Whoever embraces the fire will be burned by it. The man muttered to himself.

I kept pointing the gun at him, but I also knew that even if he moved, I might not be able to make up my mind to shoot, because we all faced the crisis of humanity, and even if he had bad intentions, he was at least a very clever thaumaturgist who could contribute to breaking the crisis.

"What do you want?" he asked.

I was undecided, not knowing what to do. If it weren't for his unexpected appearance, I would have responded to all changes with the same and quietly waited for the Hongmen banquet at noon tomorrow.

"Relax, I'll go to the lake and make a divination. He said.

I leaned slightly and acquiesced to his request.

He walked to the lake and looked up at the big willow tree beside him. The willow tree was too old and lacked its own nutrient supply, so the green branches were mixed with many dead branches.

"Half-glorious and half-withered?" he observed for more than ten seconds before carefully selecting a thumb-thick, half-green and half-yellow branch from among the many branches.

"Half glory and half wither" is the term for Zen practice, and it is the second secret realm of the practitioner, which is more clever than the first "one is prosperous and the other is withered", but it is slightly inferior to the third "day and night".

There are many methods of Zen Buddhism, and only those who truly shave the practice can cross the threshold of wealth and extinction and lust and enter the realm of "prosperity and withering".

I'm an outsider, and I only know one thing about this practice, but I don't know the other.

"Chunjiang Plumbing Duck Prophet - Minghu Plumbing Willow Prophet, I don't ask about personal life and death, I only ask about the victory or defeat of both sides in this game. This one, I'm not me, just a weeping willow branch on the shore of Daming Lake. But, no, no?" he whispered, clutching the branches, facing the lake.

I silently took a deep breath and listened intently to every word he said.

If Jingguan Xiaowu is the key to cracking the "Double Dragon Succession", then she must not die at tomorrow's Hongmen Banquet. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will fight to save her.

With a bang, the man waved his hand, and the willow branch reached into the water, swinging gently with the waves.

My eyes chased the willow leaves floating on the water, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of a pair of abandoned fishing rods ten paces away.

The ancient divination book "Lesson Before the Horse" says: The river floater explores the truth and falsehood, and the feathers in the wind know the fierceness.

For accurate divination, floats and feathers are the best tools. Not only was the fishing line attached to the fishing rod, but there was also a goose feather tube float with a red head and a green tail at the end of the fishing line.

I put away a gun and walked over briskly, picking up my fishing rod.

In the old days, Jinan people used rat tail bamboo to make fishing rods, with sharp ends and full elasticity. Unlike now, all of them are carbon fiber rods up and down the assembly line, which have more hardness and less elasticity.

I didn't immediately drop the float into the water, but continued to observe the man.

At first, the part of the willow branch left above the surface of the water was about one meter. He bent over and leaned down little until the hand holding the branch was only a fist above the water.

The water of Daming Lake is very deep, one meter from the shore, and sometimes the water depth can reach the waist of a person.

I couldn't see the willow branches, I could only feel my heart beating faster and faster as the waves floated.

"Win or lose? If Zhang Quan's lieutenants win, the enemy will be ambushed, and if they lose, they will be slaughtered. Alas, in this battle, can it leave its name on the list of anti-Japanese heroes, or add another blood debt to the tragic history of the Anti-Japanese War...... "My heart is up and down, and I can't be stable."

"A dozen people, seven or eight ......hearts," the man said slowly, "Even the goals are not the same, what to take to go to war? This battle has not yet begun, and it has already been lost." He said.

This should be the final divination result, which is similar to the result predicted by Zhang Quanzhong's "Wind and Shadow Hunting Technique", because the information obtained by the latter is also a "great omen".

"They're all going to die. The man pointed with his left hand in the direction of the Iron Shrine.

Zhang Quanzhong and Jingguan Xiaowu looked inseparable, which was a taboo in front of the two armies.

"Do you believe the results?" the man looked back at me again.

"Should I believe it?" I asked him.

I am Chinese, and the last thing I want to see is for my countrymen to be killed by the Japanese invaders again. The Hongmen Banquet was a clever plan, but the overlord did not listen to Xiang Liang's persuasion and deliberately let Pei Gong go, so he turned a clever plan into a joke known through the ages.

"Believe it or not—" The man was about to get up when there was a bang on the water, and a large, dark fish leaped up and bit his right fist.

"Ahh The big fish entered the water, twisted its body, and swam to the center of the lake with a willow branch.

"Really...... It's funny, this fish likes to eat willow branches?" the man laughed wryly.

I immediately realized that when the big fish took the willow branches, the man's divination had been invalidated. In the realm of thaumaturgy, consciousness, imagination, and instantaneous comprehension come first, and if I can't stay awake and trust that person before and after the big fish appears, I will be giving up the right to seek the truth.

"You're wrong. I said.

The man frowned, looking down at his empty hands.

"You know the beginning, but you lose the end. This kind of anticlimactic divination process has seriously deviated from the golden rule of thaumaturgy - the extreme of things must be opposed, and the law respects nature. The fish destroys your divination, and it brings providence. Either overturn the original hexagram or use the antonym of the hexagram just now, isn't it?" I quickly reminded.

He is a connoisseur and does not overlook the details of divination.

"Victory or defeat is providential, if you don't believe it, you can make another divination. He said, "But your heart is not sure enough, can you be sure?"

I have a gun in my hand, and if I want to concentrate on divination, I must put down the gun and hold the fishing rod wholeheartedly. In that case, the situation on the scene will inevitably become "Tai'a upside down", and I will not only not be able to control the other party, but will be controlled by the other party.

"I can kill you first. I said.

He was stunned, shook his head and laughed: "Kill me, I am the biggest variable and the biggest robbery in this battle, if you kill me, it doesn't matter if the divination result is good or bad." ”

In Go, there is a truth that "chess is born from robbery", and preserving the robbery and maintaining variables has always been the secret of the Go master's invincibility.

"That's right. I nodded.

Everyone is a thaumaturgist, and even if they try to go around in circles, they can't confuse each other.

"I'll give you a try, though. "We're all focused on the future, and we all want to see what we want." It doesn't matter who wins or loses in the end, what matters is that we must confirm whether our prediction is accurate. The life of a thaumaturgist is a process of immersion and integration with his sixth sense, and once he reaches the point of unity of knowledge and action, and the unity of heaven and man, it is not far from the ascension of the day. ”

I thought the same thing, otherwise when he used the willow branch for divination, I would shoot him in the back, and all the disputes would be over.

"Okay, I'll make another bet and bet you won't take advantage of it. I said calmly.

Since it is a gamble, there is great uncertainty, and I am willing to gamble and lose, even if this game is to lose my life.

I put away my gun, held the rod in both hands, swung my waist and waved my arms, and threw the float and hook far into the water seven or eight meters offshore.

The float first sank underwater, then gently popped off the water, vibrated up and down twice, and then stood upright.

I didn't dare to be careless, so I sat cross-legged with my back to the tree, my eyes fixed on the red paint on the top of the float. Next, each of its changes conveys an oracle from heaven that tells me where to go in the future.

In this case, it's not so much about "seeing" with your eyes as it is about feeling with your heart. Seven or eight meters is not far away, but it is a weather with dark clouds and the moon, and it is really difficult to see the changes of the floats.

"Buzz, buzz", I felt the trilling sound coming from the end of the rat's tail rod, like a mysterious radio wave, conveying a secret message to me.

I couldn't see the underwater part of the float, let alone where the barried hook was floating, but I forced myself to become the float and stand on the water, experiencing the waves in Daming Lake with my heart.

"The ancients did not see the present time and the moon, and this month did not shine according to the ancients. I remembered these two verses.

In ancient times, at present and in the future, the water of Daming Lake is both changing and unchanging. Its change comes from the change of water quality, water level and water body, the old water flows into the sea, and the new water is replenished day and night, so that the water of Daming Lake lasts for a long time; its unchanged comes from the fact that it will always be Daming Lake, which is always called "Daming Lake water".

It is precisely because of its change and immutability that it can bring a lot of useful information to the thoughtful and sensitive thaumaturge.

Once again, I felt the "great omen", the bottom of the lake was full of undercurrents, and there were big black jagged fish shuttling in and out of the water, grinding their teeth and biting everything.

It wasn't the usual crucian carp, silver carp, carp, blackfish, pike, but a terrifying creature I'd never seen before.

"Cannibalism and deformation—" I remembered the old books.

Humans are the rulers of the planet, at the top of the primates, with the mind and ability to change the environment, and have a natural intimidation power against other creatures. This domination relationship is irreversible, and once a certain creature eats man, the body will have an essential change. In the simplest example, after cannibalism, the wolf's eyes will turn blood red instead of their natural turquoise.

I suspect that these strange fish have devoured the floating corpses that have fallen to the bottom of the lake to become like this.

They are in extreme agitation, as if they have a premonition that a life-and-death battle is coming, and they can grind their teeth and suck blood and eat a big meal.

"They are sensitive to death, just like crows and vultures on land. When the eldest brother was tortured and killed, were there such schools of fish in the lake? Were there also crows flying and chirping in the trees behind the Iron Ancestral Hall? I was thrown into the lake and escaped by chance, did I also pass by these fish?