The first top lady

After spending some time together, Song Yice still recognized Guan Qian very much.

Although he can predict some things through divination and fortune-telling, one does not necessarily have to believe everything he hears.

Moreover, his master taught him to follow the laws of nature. The "Tao" exists in the world, not just in the hexagrams.

"Okay then, draw a lot." Song Yice pushed the lot box in front of Guan Qian.

It's better to forget about the horoscope. He had calculated Song Yixuan's horoscope before. If he calculated something about breaking up and getting back together from Guan Qian's horoscope, he couldn't just advise them to break up.

Lottery involves elements of luck and probability. If you are not satisfied with the current lot, you can draw another one.

Then wish Guan Qian good luck!

"Clap!"

A wooden skewer broke free from the tube and fell onto the table.

"Oh——" Song Yice's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "Good luck!"

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not a very lucky lot, it is good enough to draw a good lot.

"The saddest thing is separation, the happiest thing is making new friends." Song Yi smiled, "It means that after the bad times come the good times. The sadness has gone and happiness is right in front of you. Don't worry, good times are here!"

Guan Qian pondered for a while and chuckled, "I know, it's because of your sister."

Because of Song Yizhen, his life gradually got better.

"Uh..." Song Yice was stunned, "What?"

A love-brain is a love-brain. I can think of my sister in everything.

"I knew we were a match made in heaven, ahahahaha—" Guan Qian took out a bank card and left with a hearty laugh.

"You're crazy." Song Yice picked up the bank card on the table and rolled on the ground laughing.

More like a psychopath!

……

Black Plow Hall.

Wu Lang woke up slowly, propped up his heavy body and sat up, "How dare you! Hu Quan, Zhang Qingdong!" He pointed at Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong who had barged in with their men and shouted, "You really want to rebel!"

"You..." Hu Quan's eyes widened in astonishment, "You really woke up! Impossible, impossible..."

Cao Banxian said that no one could break the evil trap he set, and the three most resentful evil ghosts should have devoured Wu Lang's soul. How could he wake up? Could it be that the boy surnamed Song really had this ability?

"Master, we just saw that you were ill, so we asked you to take charge of the affairs in heaven for a few days. Why make such a fuss?" Zhang Qingdong said arrogantly. He raised his wrist and moved his thumb habitually, but only touched the air. Then he remembered that the Buddha beads were no longer in his hand.

"Zhang Qingdong!" Wu Lang suddenly started coughing violently.

Wu Kunyi hurried over to support him, patted him on the back gently, and advised: "Dad, you just recovered from your illness, you should have a good rest first."

Wu Lang was furious. "Someone, come here! Why don't you quickly lock up these two people who have evil intentions?"

The disciples gathered in the room looked at each other. Most of them had already submitted to Hu Quan or Zhang Qingdong, but after seeing Wu Lang wake up, they were somewhat shaken.

"Why don't you do it?" Wu Lang slammed his palm heavily on the side of the bed.

The Heilitang disciples in the room immediately turned against them and detained Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong.

"You... why are you still listening to his nonsense? I am your master!" Zhang Qingdong struggled and said unconvinced.

"He has woken up, but maybe it's just a last gasp." Hu Quan still believed Cao Banxian's words, "When he dies, Heili Hall will be mine. If you treat me like this, be careful or I'll kill you."

Wu Lang swung his arm fiercely, pointed at the door and said: "Take him out! Shoot him immediately!" His tone did not allow any room for argument.

This is the decisiveness of the superiors in killing.

Because he really killed a lot of people in his life.

Having died once, I really don’t care about these two more lives.

What's more, they are all people who deserve to die.

"Dad..." Wu Kunyi hesitated a little. She remembered what Song Yice had said. Wu Lang's illness was just the retribution for his indiscriminate killing of innocent people.

So now we are also taking human lives lightly? Do we also have to bear the consequences of karma?

Wu Lang raised his hand to stop them and let the people below take Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong away.

Only two gunshots were heard in the yard, followed by endless silence.

Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong are not innocent people.

Wu Kunyi could only think so.

This is also an indisputable fact.

The law of the jungle is the law of survival in the forbidden area.

This rule is appropriate when applied to Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong, but it is cruel and ruthless when applied to innocent people.

"Dad," Wu Kunyi retracted his gaze towards the door and said with his eyes downcast, "I'm going back to Huangjinzhou."

The anger on Wu Lang's face suddenly turned into surprise, and he turned his head and asked in confusion: "My dear daughter, why is this happening? Dad just saw you."

"I don't like the Forbidden City." Wu Kun said.

Wu Lang's expression froze, and he hesitated for a long time. "Dad was wrong. I should have listened to you and retired. I have had many nightmares in the past few days. I dreamed that those people I killed came to me to take their lives."

Wu Kunyi slowly walked to the window and pushed it open. The first ray of morning sunlight shone into the world after a long absence.

Wu Lang shook his head and sighed, regretting his decision. "I promise you, I will never fight or kill again, and I will also donate and do charity. What do you think?"

He looked expectantly at Wu Kunyi's back, whose hair was gray and who looked fifty years old.

Wu Kun raised his head, looked at the morning light spreading across the horizon and said, "Okay."

"Miss," Fu Qing walked in, "Hall Master."

Wu Kunyi turned around slowly.

Fu Qing said, "Miss, Mr. Man is here."

"Mr. Man?" Wu Lang asked in confusion.

"Doctor Song said that he is proficient in feng shui and has a way to find the bodies of those who died tragically." Wu Kunyi directly asked Fu Qing to bring Manhe into the room.

Manhe didn't want to come here in the first place. His only hope in life was what Song Yice said: "Just wait."

He didn't want to get involved in the feud between the Black Plow Hall. None of the five major forces in the Forbidden City were reasonable.

He still wants to keep his life and wait to see his daughter.

But the people of Black Plow Hall actually said—

"It was Qiong Tianyu who asked a miracle doctor named Song to come and ask you to go to Heilitang to do some work."

Qiongtianyu wear?

Doctor Song?

He does know someone who can tell fortunes.

Who could be this person who knows medical skills?

"We don't know his name, but he looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. He is the younger brother of Miss Song from Qiong Tianyu."

"Fifteen or sixteen years old?" The ages matched, but he didn't ask whether he was Miss Song's younger brother.

"With a few silver needles, he cured our master's illness. Oh, by the way, he can also tell fortunes."

"Fortune telling?" Manhe was overjoyed.

It should be him.

Could it be that he calculated that I would have such an experience in my life and that’s why he sent me to Heilitang?

Since he asked me to go, I would go even if it was a dangerous place like Heilitang or a dangerous place like a dragon's den or a tiger's lair.

"Mr. Man," Wu Kunyi said politely, "I heard that you are proficient in divination and feng shui."

"No, no, I just studied it out of curiosity." Man He said curiously: "But I heard that Divine Doctor Song recommended me here. To be honest, he is better than me, why don't you..."

Why not just ask Song Yice to come over?

However, he did not say the rest.

Wu Kunyi said, "To be honest, Divine Doctor Song noticed that there was something wrong with the Feng Shui of Heilitang. But he was busy treating my father last night and stayed up too late. However, since Divine Doctor Song introduced you, we naturally believe in your ability. We will not treat you unfairly in terms of compensation."

"Oh, no problem, no problem." Manhe didn't dare to hope to make money from the Heilitang gang.

Moreover, the leader of the Black Plow Hall does look scary.

Wu Lang said, "You were called the God of Fortune in the Forbidden City, right?" His tone was a little cold.

"Ah," Man He was startled. As expected, whatever you fear will come true. "They are all talking nonsense. I will do my best. I will do my best."

"Well, I'll trouble you, Mr. Man."

"Ah..." Manhe was stunned, "Ah?"

Are you so polite?

When did the leader of the Heili Hall, who was rumored to have killed countless people, become so easy to talk to?

"Mr. Man probably hasn't had breakfast yet, Kunyi." Wu Lang spoke, his tone suddenly softened.

Wu Kunyi immediately arranged for his subordinates to prepare breakfast.

The whole river was filled with fear and trepidation.

Isn’t it a bit too much for the leader of Heili Hall to personally arrange breakfast for him?

But if you think about it carefully, this must be because of Song Yice.

Well, Song Yice is really prestigious!

Thinking of this, Manhe straightened his back.