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The sky was still a little dark, and there were still some stars flickering in the foggy sky.

On the stargazing platform in the eastern suburbs, two old men sat cross-legged opposite each other.

A sword-eyed star-eyed, dressed in a seven-star robe, with a fairy wind and bones.

One lowered his eyebrows, his face was gloomy as water, and he was unfathomable.

"The prime minister came to ask the old Taoist divination again?" asked the old man with the fairy wind and bones.

The old man, whom he called the prime minister, bowed his head slightly when he heard this, and responded: "Naturally." ”

"The prime minister has been self-taught for days, why has he asked Lao Dao about the fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty every time in the past 30 years?"

"Taibai should know the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, and the hexagram is connected to his own body, so it is naturally easy to make some mistakes, I missed it once in the past, so I naturally don't want to be wrong again. Sima Xu said.

When Taibai Daoren heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed. His voice also lowered at this moment: "Thirty years ago, the prime minister asked me, what is the fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty, and I have been in the ascendancy of the Great Wei National Fortune for 800 years. ”

"The prime minister is silent, ask me again after five years, I said that the Great Wei Dynasty has been prosperous for five hundred years. ”

The prime minister was silent, and when I asked the old man after 20 years, I said that the fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty could be extended for 300 years. ”

"The prime minister finally had a smile at that time, and five years later, when the Holy Emperor returned to the west, he asked the old man, I said that the Great Wei country has only been in fortune for a hundred years. ”

The prime minister stroked his beard and sighed, saying that destiny is impermanent, and today the prime minister asked me again, but the old man did not want to answer again. ”

"Oh, why?" Sima Xu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't show the slightest anger, but seemed to be quite interested in Taibai Daoren's answer.

"I'm too white, I don't know anything about the country, and I don't know the people of Li. Back then, the Holy Emperor recognized my talent, and I only did my best. Whatever he wants, I will help him do. Now the Holy Emperor has gone west, and the Son of Heaven has ascended the throne. I can't ask to see the Son of Heaven on the stargazing platform, but the prime minister is with me all day long, I serve the Son of Heaven and the Xiahou family, but it is difficult to serve the prime minister. ”

"What if I must know the number of days of Great Wei today?" Sima Xu said again, the expression on his face was still like a pool of stagnant water, unfazed.

"The number of days in Dawei has its own destiny, what is the use of the prime minister?" replied Taibai Daoren.

"Days, heavens?" Sima Xu's face finally showed a smile at this time, he looked at Taibai Daoren, and asked: "Taibai Zhenren has studied the numerology of days all his life, and now he may talk to the old man, what is the number of days?"

"The number of heavens is fixed, that is, the number of days!"

"Even if it's a fixed number, can it be changed or not?" asked Sima Xu again.

"Hasn't the prime minister changed the number of days? Taibai Daoren said angrily.

"Nope. The number of days cannot be changed. Who knew that Sima Xu suddenly shook his head at this time.

"Huh?" Taibai Daoren was shocked when he heard this.

The 800-year national fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty is the number of heaven, but Sima Xu has been shrinking the number of 800 in just 30 years, and now the Great Wei, the national fortune has only been for decades, and as the initiator of all this, he actually said that the number of days cannot be changed.

This made Taibai Dao people feel both ridiculous and ridiculous.

"The old man thought that the number of days was actually a book. Sima Xu turned a blind eye to the strange look on Taibai Daoren's face, and he said slowly with a calm brow: "You and I are both people in the book. ”

"The common people are also the people of the book. ”

"The writer wants you to be born, and you will be born. If you want to die, you will die. If you want to laugh, you will laugh! If you want to cry, you will cry!"

Sima Xu's voice began to grow louder, and a monstrous momentum emerged from his old body at that time.

"Even if you die as a star, you are just a puppet pulling strings, at the mercy of others, but you don't know it. ”

"......" Taibai Daoren was stunned when he heard this, he almost never heard of such a statement, not to mention that he studied the number of days, it was a fact that the Great Wei Guoyun was forcibly changed by Sima Xu, so he did not dare to agree with Sima Xu's words. "The prime minister's words are inevitably self-deceptive, and the number of days cannot be changed, so how can Cheng explain the fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty?"

"Great Wei Guoyun?"

Sima Xu smiled: "The number of days is a book, this book is written about everyone's birth, old age, sickness and death, this story, from the past to the future, has been fully written, everyone and everything is developing according to the trajectory set by this writer." ”

"I changed the fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty, and then moved this so-called number of days, like a river, cut off by someone, no matter what is such a magnificent wave behind, once the middle is broken, the river behind it does not exist. ”

"If you are the person who digs the river, and you are looking forward to this river to irrigate your fertile fields, but someone has manipulated and changed the way, what will you do?" asked Sima Xu, his voice becoming extremely low, which made the heart of the Taibai Daoist tremble inexplicably.

He had always been unable to see through him, but now he seemed to see through some, but instead of being surprised, he was afraid.

"Naturally... Naturally, it's about repairing the river and getting it back on its track. Taibai Daoren replied, perhaps vaguely guessing something in his heart, and his voice became a little stuttering as he spoke.

"Yes, this river course naturally has to be repaired, but who will repair it?" Sima Xu's eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was a wolf-like fierce light shining in it, and he looked at Taibai, as if he was not smiling.

"......" The expression on Taibai's face finally became shocked.

There is a way to untie the bell and the bell must be tied to the bell.

If the book is messed up, it is natural that the person who wrote the book will change it.

When the river is broken, the people who dig the river will naturally have to make up for it.

The days are messed up......

His pupils dilated suddenly, and he finally understood the purpose of talking about Sima Xu.

"You're going to draw out—" His words reached his throat, and he was about to blurt out, but at this moment.

Yikes!

A rooster crowed.

A ray of sunlight broke through the layers of fog and shone on the stargazing platform.

Sima Xu slowly stood up, and he reached out and patted the dust under him, as if shaking off some non-existent mud.

"It's getting late, I have to go to the court. He said this, his body turned slowly, and at the moment before leaving, he glanced back at the Taibai Daoist who was still in some shock and said: "Since Taibai wants to serve the Xiahou clan, then hurry up and do something, after all... This big Wei River Mountain, time is running out when I think about it. ”

With that, a black light flashed, and Sima Xu's figure completely disappeared from this heaven and earth, as if he had never appeared.

After a long time, when the sun had almost completely risen, Taibai Zhenren came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He stood up sneeringly, and subconsciously wiped his forehead with his cuffs, only to find that he was already sweating profusely at some point.

He turned his head in silence, facing southwest.

There is a mountain gate with its back to the sun, called Shu Mountain.

The corners of his mouth suddenly sketched a smile.

Sima Xu is right, the national fortunes of Great Wei will be exhausted.

But in Shudi, just yesterday, the dragon that Tai Sui had entered the fate had already taken advantage of the wind.

What the future holds, who really knows?