"Heavenly Machine?" Qi Shou became interested and looked at the old man.

The old man is a blind man, Qi Shou just peeked at what he did, normally the old man must not be able to see it.

In this way, the old man also has some means.

"Young Xia is interested?" The old man asked with a smile.

"What is this heavenly machine? Is it the Heavenly Dao, or is it from the Heavenly Order? Qi Shou asked.

The old man shook his head: "The Heavenly Machine does not belong to the Heavenly Dao, nor does it belong to the Heavenly Order. ”

"Heaven is the way of nature."

"The way of nature ......" Qi Shou repeated.

"Haha, if the young man is interested, the old man can help you calculate a hexagram, and you can see if it is your 'heavenly machine'." The old man felt Qi Shou's hesitation and said with a smile.

"Okay." Qi Shou became interested and asked the old man to help him calculate a hexagram.

"Can you give me a hexagram too?" At this time, Sha Ruyun on the side also became interested.

"Then the little girl will come first." The old man said with a smile, and Qi Shou also agreed.

The old man nodded lightly and slowly put his hand on Sha Ruyun's shoulder, as if he was feeling something.

Then the old man nodded, picked up the pen, and muttered as if nothing was in his mouth.

Soon, the old man's face showed a look of sudden realization, and it seemed that he had seen the "heavenly opportunity".

"How?" Qi Shou asked.

"Little girl, your life is a little bitter." The old man sighed and said.

"Huh? What does old man mean? Sha Ruyun was a little puzzled, she didn't feel that she was very miserable.

The old man did not explain, but continued: "In recent days, you may encounter accidents, so you must be careful when you go out. ”

"Really?" Sha Ruyun opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Qi Shou, as if she wanted to ask Qi Shou for confirmation.

But Qi Shou doesn't know this.

However, the old man was indeed right, Sha Ruyun's life was indeed quite bitter.

Qi Shou didn't expect this old man to really have two moments, so he became interested and continued to be curious: "Then the old man help me see, what is my 'heavenly machine'?" ”

"Absolutely." The old man laughed and agreed.

The third-level spirit stone that Qi Shou paid before can pay a huge amount of money, and it is more than enough to buy a stone tablet to see feng shui.

As just now, the old man stretched out his hand, stroked Qi Shou's shoulder, and then began to pick up the pen.

Qi Shou also noticed at this time that the old man's pen was not ordinary, obviously there was no ink tray and no ink next to it, but it kept going.

At first, the old man wrote quite calmly, drawing in circles on the paper, which seemed to be the same as just now.

But as time passed, the old man's expression gradually began to be solemn, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

"This ...... How so? ”

As if he had encountered something incomprehensible, the old man tore open the paper full of ghost drawings just now, took out a piece of paper again, and began to sketch and draw.

The old man's expression became solemn and nervous, as if something terrible had happened.

"How could it be, how could it be like this......"

The old man picked up the paper, his hands trembling.

On the paper, the ghost-drawn thing seemed to be an abyss, which was unpredictable.

And the old man, who was obviously blind, picked up the paper as if he could see something.

"Old man, what's wrong?" Qi Shou asked curiously.

"You ......" the old man pointed at Qi Shou, breathing a little heavily.

Qi Shou frowned slightly, looking at the old man's panicked expression, he didn't know why.

"Dad, are you alright?" Zi'an hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man.

The old man put away his hand and shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

said that it was fine, but the old man's face still looked palpitating.

"Shaoxia, your heavenly machine, I am clumsy and can't see it."

After hesitating for a long time, the old man slowly spoke.

"Is that so?" Qi Shou nodded slightly, a little lost.

He also thought that this old man could really see through a person's past and present lives, and he thought that he could also see through the fact that he was a cultivator.

Qi Shou only thought that this was an episode, and no longer thought about it, but went to the side to catch up with Sha Ruyun.

On the other side, Zi'an helped the old man who was not breathing steadily back to the house.

"Zi'an, what is the origin of that person?"

The old man spoke slowly.

"Dad is talking about Qi Shaoxia? I don't know, it's just that I came to order a stone tablet today, and the Akiyama white marble used is very generous. Zi'an shook his head.

"What, Dad just gave Qi Shaoxia his fate, did he figure out anything?" Zi'an asked curiously.

The old man didn't speak, shaking his head slightly.

After a while, the pair of Zi'an slowly spoke: "My life is short." ”

"Dad, what did you say?" The old man's voice was a little small, and Zi'an didn't hear it clearly.

The old man didn't repeat what he had just said, but continued to say to himself: "I never thought that one day I would really see the heavens clearly. ”

"Daddy?" Zi'an didn't understand what the old man was talking about.

"Alas, I didn't expect Master to be so right, I had already guessed that I would have this catastrophe."

"With such a deep skill, it seems that the master has already ascended to immortality, not feathered." The old man smiled bitterly, with a little relief and a little relief.

"Dad, what do you say? What kind of feather ascends to immortal? Zi'an had never seen his father like this.

This old man should be his adoptive father to be precise, Zi'an was adopted by the old man since he was a child, and lived with his father and two uncles.

For many years, the four of them have run this coffin shop, taking care of funerals for people in Zhou Haicheng, and they are barely making ends meet.

Now, the old man suddenly said these words, which made Zi'an really a little confused.

The old man slowly stood up on crutches and said, "Zi'an, if your father is not there in the future, you and your two uncles will have to take care of the store." ”

"Dad, why did you suddenly say such frustrating things." Zi'an was puzzled.

"It's okay, you'll find out later." The old man said, slowly took out a yellowed book from his bosom and handed it to Zi'an.

"Zi'an, for so many years, I have never explained your life experience to you."

"Actually, you are my master's child."

"When the master ascended to immortal, he entrusted you to us."

"Master has calculated, you have a catastrophe in your life, so I have never let you cultivate."

"Now, my limit is approaching, and I can't hide this from you anymore."

"This book of "Divination Sutra" was given to me by the master, and now I give it to you, which can be regarded as returning to the original owner."

"In the future, whether you cultivate or not depends on your own creation." After the old man said these words, his whole temperament grew old.

"This ......" Zi'an took this book of "Divination Sutra" in confusion, feeling a little dreamy.

Master, Cultivation, Tribulation......

These words, which Zi'an had never heard before, suddenly appeared in his ears, making him a little trance-like.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Zi'an wanted to ask more, but the old man had already left the house on crutches.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to go."