Volume 8: The Mystery of the Ancient Tomb is chaotic with life and death, and today's people are clever in their hands Chapter 12 of Volume 8: Hexagram, Heart
"I didn't have a word." Jiang Xiaoshu smiled bitterly.
Xiang Yufeng walked in, and it was not surprising to hear this answer, he glanced inside the room, and then waved his hand:
"Let's all go out first, let Chef Wang have a good rest."
Zhu Yujin arched his hand:
"Uncle Xiang, I'll take my leave first."
Jiang Xiaoshu wanted to call him, but after thinking about it, this was not a good time to apologize, so he raised his hand halfway up and put it down.
"Sister Xiang, you can show me around." Liu Lingwei pulled Yi Ling's hand.
"Okay, shall I take Sister Liu to divination?"
"Divination?"
"Yes, we have a goddess in Miao Village, it's accurate, let's go and have a look."
"Okay, okay...... Eh, are you coming? ”
Seeing that Jiang Xiaoshu and Sheng Yuyan both shook their heads, Liu Lingwei muttered "boring", and then took Xiang Yiling's hand and chattered.
"I'm going to practice." Sheng Yushen walked to the backyard with a knife in his hand.
Jiang Xiaoshu frowned and muttered:
"Damn, is there really an evil spirit? But where are the demons and monsters in this world......"
"Don't think about it," Xiang Yufeng patted Jiang Xiaoshu on the back of the head:
"If you kid go around in a circle and think twice about it, will this problem plague our Miao Village for so long?"
Seeing that Jiang Xiaoshu was silent, Xiang Yufeng patted him on the shoulder:
"Jiang boy, you can stay here with me, it's rare to come here, relax and relax first, maybe stay for another day or two, and then you will find something new."
"There are a lot of things on your body, how can you relax?" Jiang Xiaoshu smiled bitterly.
Xiang Yufeng took the dry tobacco in his mouth, looked Jiang Xiaoshu up and down, and then said:
"Let's do the math."
"Huh?"
"Emperor Hongwu, Mr. Wei Zhongqing, Mr. Yang Ming...... It's all when they are desperate. You kid might as well try it too."
"I don't believe in these," Jiang Xiaoshu was dumbfounded:
"Hell, these things can't be trusted. is used to deceive beautiful chicks, but it is a deception. ”
Speaking of this, he smiled with his eyebrows, as if he remembered some interesting past.
Xiang Yufeng smacked his dry smoke and said slowly:
"A fortune teller claims to be able to calculate the past and the future, and to be good and bad. Do you believe this statement? ”
Jiang Xiaoshu grinned:
"They might as well figure out where their next meal will be."
Raise your head to Feather Wind:
"There aren't many people who can understand this, but there are definitely a lot of them. At least Emperor Hongwu, Wei Zhongqing, and Mr. Yang Ming must understand. ”
Of course, these great sages will not be easily fooled. Jiang Xiaoshu nodded.
"Then why did they go to divination at that time?"
This question is very tricky, it seems to be a contradiction, but it is secretly mysterious, Jiang Xiaoshu did not answer easily, but thought about it.
After a moment, his eyes lit up:
"You mean that the fool seeks the future, and the wise man seeks the present?"
Xiang Yufeng was noncommittal and let Jiang Xiaoshu continue.
Jiang Xiaoshu raised his head:
"When a wise man asks for a hexagram, he asks for peace of mind and a clear conscience. In fact, in their hearts, there is an answer for a long time. The answer is not in the hexagram, but in the hearts of people. ”
"Good." Xiang Yufeng nodded:
"If you can rely on hexagrams to guide everything, where do you need rules and etiquette in this world? With just a few magic sticks, there will be no famine, famine, water, fire, soldiers, and insects in the world. Hmph, there's no such good deal in the world......"
Hearing these "rebellious" words, Jiang Xiaoshu didn't care, but added:
In this way, before every battle, the emperor and generals sacrificed to the sky, the earth, and the flag...... In fact, it is just a ...... that some people have already set."
"Jiang Xiaoshu!" Xiang Yufeng shot like electricity, turned the cigarette stick upside down and knocked Jiang Xiaoshu's head:
"Don't get involved with me for your. I just asked you to tell your fortune, but I didn't let you die...... Good boy, it's dangerous to talk to you, don't say it, don't talk about it......"
The wise man who spoke sharply a moment ago has turned back into the cautious old peasant in the countryside this moment.
Jiang Xiaoshu touched his faintly aching head, and he had made up his mind in his heart, and he hugged his fist at the back of the rickety who was far away:
"Thanks for the pointers."
"Tsk...... Hu ...... "All that answered Jiang Xiaoshu was a choking cloud of smoke.
That's a trigram.
Jiang Xiaoshu walked downstairs, but found that he didn't know where the fortune teller was.
Let's ask someone. Jiang Xiaoshu walked up to the stilted building of Xiang's house, but he clearly watched Xiang Yufeng come in, but the building was empty at this time.
"Strange thing." Jiang Xiaoshu patted his head and walked to the backyard, before anyone arrived, he shouted:
"Sheng Yu Ash, don't practice your broken knife, let's go and have some fun."
The backyard is silent.
"This guy practices martial arts for more than an hour every day, and he can't move, is he lazy today?" When Jiang Xiaoshu thought of this, he was a joy - good guy, he always said that Lao Tzu was lazy, you were caught by me today and lazy, so you have nothing to say in the future, right?
Excitedly turned into the backyard and saw Sheng Yuyan sitting alone under a tree, with his head buried low, holding his head with both hands.
"Good guy, I've got you." Jiang Xiaoshu approached and said with a smile:
"I haven't practiced a stick of incense, why are you lazy? It seems that our brothers are also half a pound and eight taels......"
"Brother Jiang." It wasn't until he walked up to him that Sheng Yuyan raised his head violently:
"When did you come?"
"You don't have to be so fake if you pretend to be deaf and ignore people, right? Look, what bullshit questions you're asking? Jiang Xiaoshu nodded his ears:
"You're smarter than a dog here, I can't necessarily get around it with light skills, just come over with such a big thorn, you still can't pretend to hear, this can't be said......"
Sheng Yuyan's face moved slightly—before Jiang Xiaoshu came, that "he" appeared again.
"He" kept persuading himself to kill, and seemed to be deliberately provoking himself, until the noise was buzzing in his head, so he had to give up practicing knives.
When "he" was there, did my sensory intuition weaken...... After listening to Jiang Xiaoshu's words, Sheng Yuyan was secretly shocked in his heart.
"No, this sense and intuition is not yours, it's mine." The discordant voice sounded in my head again.
At the same time, Jiang Xiaoshu scolded and said:
"Damn, it's too much, you're still pretending to be deaf, aren't you?"
"It's noisy!" Sheng Yu Ember scolded angrily in a low voice, and an inexplicable anger erupted from his body.
Jiang Xiaoshu was startled and took a step back:
"What's the madness?"
Sheng Yu Ember shook his head, ignoring the voice in his head, he barely squeezed out a smile:
"Brother Jiang, what's wrong?"
Faced with a smile that was more ugly than crying, Jiang Xiaoshu felt much more comfortable, and he said excitedly:
"Let's go, let's do a trigram."
"I didn't say I could go before."
So Jiang Xiaoshu said the truth that "the answer is in the absent-minded hexagram" that he had realized in the previous conversation with Xiang Yufeng, and then patted Sheng Yuyan on the shoulder:
"How, isn't it very philosophical, right."
Who knew that Sheng Yu Ember was full of doubts:
"Ann? People who are like fish (fools)? Hood on the bra (bad omen)...... Gegou Rile, I don't understand what I hear, so I don't go. ”
Seeing that he was still playing the piano to the cow after talking for a long time, Jiang Xiaoshu scratched his face helplessly, so he had to use a killer move:
"Five hundred wen and one hexagram, I invite you."
"Let's go."
Yield...... Jiang Xiaoshu rolled his eyes and snorted.
Sheng Yushen asked a villager about the way, and the two rushed to the goddess.