socalfunplaces Chapter 132 Trigrams
Chapter 132 Trigrams
"well said"!
After hearing this, the corridor leader was stunned for a moment, and then slapped the table hard with his only remaining right arm.
"People should indeed live for themselves. The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family is right"...
The old man sighed, seeming to recall something from the past.
"I remember I had a friend back then. At that time, the world of mysticism was completely different from what it is now. No magician was allowed to interfere with the affairs of the secular world. Those who violated this rule would be expelled from the family and become common people"...
"But my friend is very persistent. He has always believed that it is a sin for the occult world to allow the land of China to be devastated. For this reason, he gave up his position as the first heir of the family, took only a few pieces of dry food down the mountain, and participated in the war." .
"I think you are talking about Mr. Zhang Yan, right?"
Shen Meng asked from the side.
"Yes, yes, I still regret it now. Why didn't I have the courage like him at that time?"
The corridor let out a long sigh.
"I think your master's idea at the time was wrong. Killing zombies can only save a few dozen people. But if you put that energy into resisting Japanese pirates, how can you save only hundreds or thousands of people?"
Huang Lan interjected from the side.
"Indeed, but the president at that time didn't think so. He firmly believed that the orders of our ancestors could not be violated, so we could only stay on the mountain and watch silently, watching the Japanese pirates' iron hooves trample all over the Central Plains. There are bones everywhere, and the people are in dire straits”…
The old man stared closely at the persimmon in his hand. The color was so bright red that it looked like blood...
"At that time, the only ones who dared to stand up and stand with the secular world were your three non-kingly families"...
After a long time, the old man raised his head and looked at the three children in front of him with admiration.
"Come on kids, it's time to get down to business."
The old man shook his head and shook the guilty feeling out of his mind. Then he stood up and slowly walked to the old TV cabinet in the room. He opened the door and took out an antique earthenware jar from inside. .
"Danglanglang"~
When the corridor leader was holding the jar and walking towards the Eight Immortals Table, a crisp sound came from the jar. It seemed that there was some kind of hard object inside, which was constantly hitting the earthen jar due to the tremor of walking.
"Come on, Miss Greengrass, what is your birthday and time of birth? The more accurate it is, the better."
The director of the corridor adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said to Astoria.
"My birthday is September 9nd, I was born at midnight."
Astoria tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said to the director of the corridor.
"You were born at the same hour? This hour is quite cloudy."
The corridor leader frowned to show his surprise.
"So, what about that boy from the Zhang family? Miss Greengrass, do you know if his birthday is still in time?"
"His words are also September [-]nd, as for the time"...
Astoria frowned and thought for a long time before answering hesitantly:
"If I remember correctly, he seemed to be born at [-] noon"...
"Huh? No, why are you two so extreme?"...
The corridor leader's eyes widened even more after hearing Zhang Qi's horoscope.
"You two were born on the same day, one is yin and the other is yang. Can such a coincidence happen in the world?"
"But the facts seem to be like this. How about, Grandpa Lou, you can continue to calculate based on this?"
Shen Meng was also very surprised, but quickly calmed down.
What does this coincidence mean?
It shows that this is a match made in heaven!
"That's right. I'll just do the math first."
Although the corridor leader was also surprised, he did not forget his own job.
He opened the jar, poured out a few rusty copper coins, and spread them out on the table.
"Snapped"!
The corridor leader gently knocked on the table. In the surprised eyes of everyone, these copper coins actually bounced up from the table, flew into the air and collided with each other. Then they fell on the table with a crackling sound. There was a crisp sound.
"Huh"?
Just when everyone was sighing at the magic of Chinese divination, the corridor leader made a surprised sound.
Everyone immediately looked up at the corridor leader, and then followed the corridor leader's gaze towards the table.
There are a total of six copper coins on the table, but looking at it now, it is still six copper coins...
wrong!
The corridor leader grabbed the six copper coins in the palm of his hand. There was a soft crunching sound, and all six copper coins split into two pieces from the middle.
"what"?
The corridor leader looked at the copper coin broken into two pieces in his palm with a look of disbelief on his face, and his heart was filled with fear.
This is an antique that has been passed down since the Qin Dynasty. Yue Lao in the past has used it to tell countless fortunes. Why did it suddenly happen today...
The corridor leader's face became more and more serious, which frightened the children nearby.
"Hey, Miss Shen, I shouldn't need to compensate you for this"...
Astoria touched her small bag with a grimace, and there really wasn't much money left in it.
Astoria was quite gluttonous when she was recuperating at Hogwarts, and she often asked her seniors to bring back some food from outside.
Over time, her pocket money naturally became completely empty.
"Should, no need to"...
Shen Meng also said with some uncertainty.
"Come on, kid, let's try another way."
The corridor leader seemed to understand something at this time and nodded. Then he walked towards the TV cabinet and took out an old bamboo tube from underneath with a few sticks in it.
"Just smoke any one."
The corridor leader said.
Hearing this, Astoria looked at the "Qin Banliang" that was split into twelve pieces on the table. She timidly put her hand on the bamboo tube, gently pulled out a stick, and handed it to the corridor leader. .There are rivers and mountains, but even though we know the way to go is difficult;
"Everything happens because of fate, and you can wait until the clouds open to see the full moon"?
The corridor leader took the bamboo stick, took a look at it, and frowned.
"Smoke another one, kid."
The corridor leader continued.
"Marriage based on fame and fortune is determined by heaven, so there is no need to think about it; if you ask about retreat and advancement in the middle, opportunities and storms are in front of you"...
The corridor leader looked at the two signatures placed in front of him, and the contents of the signatures automatically flashed through his mind.
"If you can survive the setbacks, there will definitely be a good result, right?"...
The corridor leader stared closely at the two signs, but he was not actually thinking about marriage.
At this time, he finally remembered something.
The master taught him a very important thing back then!
"It is often divination, and it is impossible to predict the fate of the country."