"There is no sign of the eight characters." Jiang Xiaoshu said with a wry smile.

Xiang Yufeng walked in, and it was not surprising to hear this answer. He glanced at the room and waved his hand:

"Everyone go out first and let Cook Wang have a good rest."

Zhu Yujin bowed:

"Xiang Bo, I'll say goodbye first."

Jiang Xiaoshu wanted to call him, but then he thought that this was not a good time to apologize. He raised his hand halfway and then put it down.

"Sister Xiang, take me around." Liu Lingwei pulled Xiang Yiling's hand.

"Okay, can I take Sister Liu to divination?"

"Divine?"

"Yes, there is a witch in our Miao Village, which is very accurate. Let's go and have a look."

"Okay, okay...hey, are you here?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoshu, Sheng Yujin shook his head. Liu Lingwei muttered "It's boring" and then took Xiang Yiling's hand and chattered.

"I'll go and practice." Sheng Yujin walked to the backyard with a knife.

Jiang Xiaoshu frowned and murmured to himself:

"Damn it, is there really evil spirits? But where do monsters and monsters come from in this world..."

"Don't think about it," Xiang Yufeng slapped Jiang Xiaoshu's back of his head:

"If you guys go around and think about it for a while, will this problem bother our Miao Village for so long?"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoshu was silent, he patted Yu Feng on the shoulder:

"Boy Jiang, just stay here. It's rare to come here. Let's relax first. Maybe stay for a day or two and you'll find something new."

"A lot of things are pressing on you, how can you feel relaxed?" Jiang Xiaoshu smiled bitterly.

Xiang Yufeng held the dry tobacco, looked up and down at Jiang Xiaoshu, and then said:

"Tell me a fortune."

"Um?"

"Emperor Hongwu, Wei Zhongqing, and Mr. Yangming... all went to do some tricks when they were desperate. You might as well try it."

"I don't believe in these things," Jiang Xiaoshu was silent:

"It's really a problem. These things are unreliable. I'll use them to cheat the beautiful girl, but they'll be sure to cheat each one."

Speaking of this, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, as if he had remembered some interesting past events.

Xiang Yufeng slaps the dry tobacco and said slowly:

"A fortune teller claims to be able to calculate the past and future, good fortune and bad luck. Do you believe this?"

Jiang Xiaoshu grinned:

"They might as well calculate where their next meal will be."

Raise your head towards Yufeng:

"There are not many people who can understand this truth, but there are definitely many. At least Emperor Hongwu, Wei Zhongqing, Mr. Yangming and others must understand it."

Of course, these great ancestors would not be fooled easily. Jiang Xiaoshu nodded.

"Then why did they go to divine at that time?"

This question is very tricky, seemingly contradictory, but it has a unique mystery in the secret. Jiang Xiaoshu did not answer easily, but instead thought about it.

After a moment, his eyes lit up:

"You mean, fools seek the future, wise seek the present?"

Xiang Yufeng refused to say anything and let Jiang Xiaoshu continue.

Jiang Xiaoshu raised his head:

"What wise people seek hexagrams is to seek peace of mind and have a clear conscience. In fact, there has been an answer in their hearts. The answer is not in the hexagrams, but in people's hearts."

"Good." Nodded to Yufeng:

"If you can guide everything by relying on the hexagram, how can you still need rules and etiquette in the world? Just a few charlatans are needed, and there will be no disasters, hunger, water, fire, and soldiers. Humph, there is no such good deal in the world..."

Hearing these "big rebellious" words, Jiang Xiaoshu didn't care, but added:

"In this way, the bad omens obtained by the emperors and generals sacrificed to heaven, earth, and flags before every war... are actually just those who have already decided..."

"Jiang Xiaoshu!" Xiang Yufeng made a move like lightning, and turned the cigarette lever and knocked Jiang Xiaoshu's head:

"You are talking nonsense, don't get me involved. I just told you fortune telling, but I didn't ask you to die... Good boy, it's so dangerous to talk to you. I won't say anything anymore..."

The wise man who spoke sharply the moment before turned into that cautious and careful country farmer.

Jiang Xiaoshu touched his head that was painful, and he had made a decision in his heart. He clasped his fists at the hunched back that was leaving:

"Thank you for your advice."

"Tsk...huh..." The answer to Jiang Xiaoshu was only a choking smoke.

Then it's just a fortune.

Jiang Xiaoshu walked downstairs, but found that he had no idea where the fortune-telling witch was.

Find someone to ask. Jiang Xiaoshu walked up to the Xiang family's stilt house, but he clearly saw Xiang Yufeng coming in before, but the building was empty at this time.

"Strange thing." Jiang Xiaoshu patted his head and walked to the backyard. Before the people arrived, he shouted:

"Sheng Yujin, stop practicing your broken knife. Let's go have some fun."

The backyard is silent.

"This guy practices martial arts for more than an hour every day, and he can't stand it. Could it be that he is lazy today?" Jiang Xiaoshu was just happy when he thought of this - a good guy, he always said that I'm lazy. You are being caught by me today and you have nothing to say in the future, right?

I moved into the backyard excitedly and saw Sheng Yujin sitting alone under the tree, his head buried very low, and his hands were holding his head.

"Good guy, I'm caught." Jiang Xiaoshu walked closer and said with a smile:

"I've only been practicing for less than a stick of incense, why are you lazy? It seems that our brothers are just as good as they are..."

"Brother Jiang." Sheng Yujin looked up suddenly until he walked to him:

"When did you come?"

"You don't have to be so fake when you pretend to be deaf, right? Look at what bullshit questions you asked?" Jiang Xiaoshu dipped his ears:

"You are more effective than a dog. I may not be able to get around with my light skills. Just walking over with such a big thorn, you still pretend not to hear it. This is unreasonable..."

Sheng Yujin's face moved slightly - before Jiang Xiaoshu came, the "he" appeared again.

"He" kept persuading himself to kill, and seemed to be intentionally angering himself, making his mind buzzing, so he had to give up practicing knife.

When "he" was there, did my senses and intuition become weaker? After listening to Jiang Xiaoshu's words, Sheng Yujin was secretly shocked.

"Wrong, this senses and intuition are not yours, but mine." The discordant voice sounded in my mind again.

At the same time, Jiang Xiaoshu cursed:

"Damn it, it's too much. I'm still pretending to be deaf, right?"

"It's so noisy!" Sheng Yujin cursed in a low voice, and an inexplicable aura burst out from his body.

Jiang Xiaoshu was startled and took a step back:

"What kind of epilepsy?"

Sheng Yujin shook his head, ignoring the sound in his head, and he forced a smile:

"Brother Jiang, what's wrong?"

Facing Sheng Yujin's smile that was even worse than crying, Jiang Xiaoshu felt much more comfortable. He said excitedly:

"Let's go, let's do some fortune."

"I said I couldn't go before."

So Jiang Xiaoshu explained the truth that he had learned about the previous conversation with Xiang Yufeng, "The answer is in the heart, not in the hexagram", and then patted Sheng Yujin's shoulder:

"How is it? Isn't it very philosophical? It's right?"

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yujin looked confused:

"An? A fish-like man (fool)? The cover on his chest (bad sign)... Gegou Rile, I don't understand what I want, so I won't go."

Seeing that he had been talking for a long time and was still playing the piano against Niu, Jiang Xiaoshu scratched his face helplessly, and had to use his trump card:

"A five hundred texts are a hexagram, I'll invite you."

"Walk."

Prosperous... Jiang Xiaoshu rolled his eyes and whispered in his heart.
Chapter completed!