Metaphysics, from getting started to giving up

The elder paused, and looked at Ye Qingkong suspiciously, but seeing Ye Qingkong's expression remained the same, and his tone seemed to state the facts in a straightforward manner, which made him secretly start to speculate.Hanging the crutches to the ground, the elder knocked on the floor: "You step back first... let the head of the gate make a decision later!"

Ye Qingkong's expression remained unchanged, as if the determination the elder said had nothing to do with him, he got up and left the ancestral hall.

After Ye Qingkong left, the elder frowned, walked into the inner room behind the ancestral hall while leaning on a dragon crutch.In the old and simple hall, there are three Sanqing Tianzun.Stepping up to the portrait of the patriarch, the Taoist elder sighed, and finally lifted the dragon crutch.

This crutch is custom-made by Taoism, and there is a special mechanism at the tip of the crutch.The Taoist elder caressed the faucet, and the tip of the corner was retracted abruptly, revealing the tip of a woolen pen.

Using a crutch as a brush, the Taoist elder picked up a sheet of yellow paper from the long table in front of the statue of the patriarch, spread it on the ground, stained it with cinnabar, and started to draw talismans.

"I'd like to see if this little bastard Ye Qingkong is telling the truth."

His heart sank.

The five arts of Taoism are related to fate and connected to luck.

Fate accounts for the fate of people; divination for one's own fate; observation of the external appearance of fate; medical treatment for the misfortune of fate; mountains rule fate.

What the elders drew is a hexagram of destiny.

The cinnabar-stained Longguai splashed ink freely on the paper like flowing water, and after a while, a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the elder's forehead.It is not easy to account for other people's fortunes, not to mention that he is now fortune-telling for Xie Qianchou, a rare unlucky star in the world.When the big strokes were finished, the elder almost collapsed to the ground, his energy was exhausted, his vision almost went dark, and he passed out.

He looked at the hexagrams on the yellow paper, his eyes were extremely shocked.

"What's going on? How is it possible?"

The elder couldn't believe it.

"Xie Qianchou was originally destined for seven kills and one light. The four evil spirits shine together, and there is Kong Yao by his side. Fate is full of hardships, like sleeping with a tiger in its arms; many disasters, it is the fate of six evils. But now... this Star map, what suddenly rises next to Seven Kills? Could it be that Seven Kills is just a hidden star, and Xie Qianchou's own star has only been revealed until now!?"

He frowned, and after a while, the elder was dumbfounded.

On the numerological star map outlined by cinnabar, shining next to Xie Qianchou's seven-kill star, is impressively——

"Ziwei?"

***

Zhou Yi started to get busy again.

Chengfeng Media has arranged a series of jobs for him, making Zhou Yi, who is learning C language by himself at the Jindu Film and Television Academy, miserable.

He thinks that he has good energy and is an out-and-out doer, but looking at the densely packed schedule on his mobile phone memo, Zhou Yi still feels his scalp tingling.

On weekdays, he would go to the Academy of Film and Television to follow his class, and on weekends and when there was no class, he would go to the micro-movie crew that Chengfeng negotiated to film, and in his spare time, he would learn the basics of C language...

The shooting cycle of micro-movies is not long, only half a month.

But even so, for the past half month, Zhou Yi was still a little weak from being tortured.

Fortunately, Xie Qianchou is still responsible.

During this time, he has been by Zhou Yi's side.

Although Zhou Yi still felt that something was wrong, he didn't say it out.

That day in the car, after he expressed his doubts to Xie Qianchou, there was no more to say.No matter how much he asked, Xie Qianchou just ambiguously perfunctory him with the clumsy excuse of "staying with him will improve my luck".

However, Zhou Yi didn't particularly care.

The so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, he felt that even if Xie Qianchou had some ulterior motives, he would never be able to get benefits from him, so he accepted the other party's all-round care with peace of mind and without heart. .

Everything seems to be falling flat.

just.

It was Friday, and Xie Qianchou's car had a limited number, so he couldn't drive into the urban area. Zhou Yi declined the other party's offer to arrange a nanny car from Chengfeng's branch in Jindu to pick him up, and prepared to drive by himself. Take the subway back to the temporary place.

His pitifully small basement had already been returned by Xie Qianchou, and the other party re-arranged for him a single apartment with good secrecy in the outer third ring road of Jindu.

It's a pity that Zhou Yi was born as the chief of the great faction. He was an extremely human minister back then, and he was once a master of the state teacher with one man under one man and over ten thousand people, but now, he has fallen into such a virtue.

Zhou Yi walked out of Jindu Film and Television Academy, looked at the countless shared small bicycles placed at the gate of the school, and then looked at the students who laughed and rode on the bicycles and rode away, almost crying before the car.

He could ride a horse, a bull and a mule, but he just couldn't learn to ride a bicycle.

In other words, Zhou Yi has nothing to do with all modern means of transportation.

He figured he couldn't even ride a kid's slide well.

"Hey, life is hard, the subway station is quite far..." Zhou Yi took out his mobile phone and slowly sent a text message to Xie Qianchou.

The only result of self-learning C language during this period is that his typing speed has increased a lot, and he can also learn Pinyin and Wubi. The original problem of writing classical Chinese has also been corrected a lot.

[You should borrow a nanny car when the number is limited next time... The subway station is too far from the school. 】

Xie Qianchou's text messages came back very quickly, and Zhou Yi couldn't help but wonder if the other party had been holding the phone in his hand and staring at the screen all the time, waiting to contact him.

[Then you wait at the school gate, I will pick you up now. 】

Zhou Yi was afraid that his typing would be slow, so he hurriedly replied by voice: "Hey! Don't, I said next time. Don't borrow a car, it's troublesome."

Xie Qianchou also voiced back to him: "It's okay, I bought a new car, and I just drove it when the original number was restricted."

Zhou Yi: "..."

It's nice to be rich!

With a sigh from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Yi leaned against the pillar at the school gate, waiting for Xie Qianchou to pick him up.Having nothing to do, Zhou Yi simply looked at the students coming and going in and out of the school gate.Although Jinshanmen is good at astrology, it also has achievements in physiognomy.Although he can't reach the realm of some master physiognomy masters, who can tell a person's facial fortunetelling at a glance, it is not a problem to roughly guess the direction of the other person's luck.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi's expression paused.

He saw the male student from before, who blocked him when get out of class was over, and tried to talk to him but was rejected by him because of his laziness.

The boy was ordinary and not outstanding, but he had a very eye-catching touch of golden hair on his head. He stood out from the crowd and caught Zhou Yi's sight instantly.Raising his eyebrows, Zhou Yi observed the boy's movements.

The other party first drove a bicycle, and then talked to the classmates who got on the car together for a while.

I don't know what the two of them talked about, but the girl who was chatting with him was so teased that she laughed wildly.

But after a while, Zhou Yi felt something was wrong.

Why was the male student's face not only not relaxed because of the girl's laughter, but even heavier?

After the girl rode away with a smile, the boy stayed in front of the crosswalk and was not in a hurry to push the bicycle across the street, but stood there and waited.After waiting for a while, someone hurried across the street and ran to Jindu Film and Television Academy to meet the male student.Seeing that someone came, the male student was relieved, and the expression on his face was also relaxed.

But Zhou Yi's expression froze.

The person who met the male student was Ye Qingkong whom he and Xie Qianchou had met before when they were arresting the Mediterranean director at the Express Hotel!

but……

Why did Ye Qingkong meet this boy?

After chatting with someone from the Xuan sect whom he contacted through blackmail on the Internet, the boy felt a little more at ease in his heart.He is not a mystic, but only relying on a few mystical classics that his parents got in the early years by fate, he has learned some superficial mystics.

According to the records in the classics, he had nothing to do when he had nothing to do, and he happily made a divination for himself, but then he was very frightened by the divination.

In a few days, there will be great chaos in the Taoist gate of Jindu!

The male student is just a half-hearted fan of metaphysics. When he got such a terrifying divination, his first reaction was that his divination was wrong.

However, no matter how he tried, what he got was still a chaotic hexagram.

In desperation, the male student tried to contact various mystics in Jindu, trying to get the disciples of the Mysterious School to solve the catastrophe in Jindu.

Unfortunately, he found nothing.

A few days ago, the male student found out that Zhou Yi is a master of metaphysics through a hot search on the headlines.He wanted to tell Zhou Yi about this matter, who would have thought that Zhou Yi simply rejected him in order to prevent himself from asking for trouble.

As a last resort, the male students could only spread some slanderous information on the local forums and information distribution centers in Jindu, hoping that there will be real mystics to help Jindu tide over the difficulties.

Ye Qingkong was the one who found him.

"Have you seen anything in the past two days?" Ye Qingkong asked a little coldly, the fox's eyes rolled away, and he was indescribably cunning.

The male student's heart skipped a beat, he was a little nervous, and began to wonder whether he had found the right person.

He bit the bullet and replied: "I can't see...Master. I haven't attended classes well in the past two days, so I just watched my classmates in class, and I didn't see anything wrong with them."

Ye Qingkong lowered his voice: "What about him?"

The male student paused: "Zhou Yi? I... I don't have a chance to get close to him. This guy has a terribly regular schedule. He works from nine to five, and he is picked up after class. I also look for him in the cafeteria during lunch. If you don't get to him, there is no way to talk to him. When I was looking for him before, he clearly rejected me..."

Ye Qingkong let out an "oh", and didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhou Yi stood far away from the two of them. Although he could recognize the person with his excellent eyesight, he couldn't hear the other person's conversation at all.

He didn't know at all that the center of their discussion was himself.