At night, the four of them lay side by side on the deck chairs on the balcony.

The best thing about Kyoto University is that the dormitories are huge and luxuriously furnished, with each dormitory having a small balcony of nearly 20 square meters.

Lu Qing wasn't there last night and didn't participate in their conversation, so tonight, everyone wants to know more about her.

"Lu Qing, where do you live?" Leng Wei asked.

“On Yutai Mountain in Qingyun City, there is a Taoist temple. There is an old man with a white beard in the temple who is the abbot and also my master. That is my home!” Lu Qing replied with a smile.

The three of them looked at Lu Qing in surprise:

"You live in a Taoist temple? Are you a Taoist priest?"

Lu Qing nodded: "I guess so!"

"Then how come you were able to go to university?" Yang Xiwen asked curiously.

Lu Qing: "Who says Taoists can't go to university? I practice Taoist arts, but I also study Chinese, math, and English. It doesn't affect me."

"Can you tell fortunes?" Cheng Yiyi stared intently at Lu Qing.

"Yes! Do you want to have it calculated?" Lu Qing asked.

Cheng Yiyi nodded like a chick pecking at rice:

“I remember! When I was a child, there was a fortune teller in my village. My mother took me to him for a reading, and he said that I was cursed and would not live past the age of nineteen.”

"But I'll be nineteen in two days, and I've been living a perfectly good life!"

"You calculate for me, and see how long I can live."

Judging from Cheng Yiyi's smiling face, you can tell she doesn't believe it at all.

Lu Qing went back into the house and brought out the tortoise shell and copper coins:

"Give me your name, date of birth, and place of birth."

Cheng Yiyi answered Lu Qing leisurely.

Then Lu Qing spread out the divination plate, put the copper coins into the tortoise shell and shook it gently while chanting incantations.

Her serious demeanor made Cheng Yiyi abandon her nonchalant attitude.

A moment later, the copper coin fell, landing precisely on the Death Gate. Lu Qing's eyes narrowed:

"Money falls into the gate of death, and life ends on the Western Hills!"

After saying that, Lu Qing exerted force again, and another copper coin fell, landing on the Jingmen point.

With one more push, the last penny fell into the injury box.

“The three ominous gates are all occupied by death, shock, and injury; this is an extremely ominous sign!” Lu Qing said solemnly.

Hearing this, Cheng Yiyi felt flustered, but on the surface she pretended not to believe it and smiled:

"Lu Qing, don't scare me, I'm very timid!"

Lu Qing frowned and said seriously, "I'm not trying to scare you. That fortune teller was right. You won't live past nineteen."

Cheng Yiyi's hand trembled, and her face paled slightly.

"I don't believe it! I'm perfectly fine now, how could I just die like that!"

"The two coins fell in shock and injury, which means he died in an accident. As for what kind of accident, we don't know."

Lu Qing shook his head, looking at Cheng Yiyi as if she were already dead.

Cheng Yiyi was so frightened that she quickly stood up:

"I don't believe it! You just did a quick calculation and said I'm going to die? I don't believe it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the light above her head flickered, then exploded with a bang and fell down.

Cheng Yiyi was right below the lamp.

Just as the lamp was about to hit her, Lu Qing grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

The lamp grazed her shoulder, and the shards cut her skin, causing excruciating pain.

Yang Xiwen and Leng Wei were both startled and it took them a moment to react before they went to help Lu Qing and Cheng Yiyi.

Are you all alright?

Lu Qing was alright, but Cheng Yiyi was quite frightened; the wound on her shoulder was still bleeding.

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

Cheng Yiyi had no choice but to believe it now. She trembled all over, clutching Lu Qing's clothes as if they were a lifeline.

"Lu Qing, please save me! I really don't want to die!"

Lu Qing sighed softly: "If it were a man-made disaster, I could still resolve it, but this is a natural calamity, it's destined, and you can't escape it!"

Judging from Cheng Yiyi's appearance, she wasn't a bad person and shouldn't have died in an accident.

But sometimes fate is like that; when disaster strikes, there's no escaping it.

Lu Qing's words were like a death sentence for Cheng Yiyi, and she sat on the ground crying in despair.

Just then, Lu Qing caught a glimpse of the newly formed divination board out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes lit up.

"Don't cry, I have a solution!"

Because the lamp fell, the divination plate was accidentally moved, and at that moment, the three copper coins formed the image of a sword being drawn from its sheath, pointing directly at the Death Gate.

This shows that there is still a chance of survival even in a seemingly hopeless situation.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Lu Qing can help her avoid it.

Cheng Yiyi looked up at her and asked, choking back tears, "Really...really?"

Lu Qing nodded: "As long as you cooperate, I will do everything I can to save your life."

Cheng Yiyi nodded vigorously.

Lu Qing rummaged through her bag and pulled out a whole bunch of things.

In the world of Taoism, there is a profession called paper maker, whose paper figures can deceive even the heavens.

Since this calamity is destined to befall us, let's find a paper effigy to bear it for her.

Since the hexagram indicates that human effort can overcome the obstacle, it does not violate the way of Heaven.

Lu Qing didn't sleep all night, spending the entire night making a paper doll that looked almost exactly like Cheng Yiyi.

She took Cheng Yiyi's heart's blood, cut off some of her hair and stuck it on the paper doll's head, and wrote her birth date and time on the back of the paper doll.

And so, the paper figure that could stand in for Cheng Yiyi through her tribulation was completed.

"Yiyi, come over and kowtow to it!" Lu Qing said.

Cheng Yiyi was a little confused: "I...kowtow to it?"

“That’s right! Although she was just a paper doll, she gained some consciousness because of your heart’s blood. She died in your place, shouldn’t you kowtow to her?”

Upon hearing Lu Qing's words, Cheng Yiyi immediately knelt down in front of the paper figure and kowtowed several times.

If this paper figure can help her overcome her death, she'll kowtow to it for as long as she can, let alone just once!

Seeing that Cheng Yiyi was about to knock herself unconscious, Lu Qing quickly stopped her:

"Alright, alright! A few are enough, no need for so many!"

"From now until your nineteenth birthday, you will stay next to the paper figure. You cannot leave, whether you are eating, drinking, or going to the toilet."

"Just ask the homeroom teacher for leave. As long as you get through that day, you'll be considered successful."

"Be nice to the paper doll during this time, talk to her more, treat her like a sister, understand?"

Cheng Yiyi nodded repeatedly, carefully placed the paper figure on her chair, and even gave her her favorite dress to wear.

Seeing how cooperative she was, Lu Qing felt relieved.

It's already six o'clock, and military training starts at seven, so they only have one hour left.

There's no time to catch up on sleep, so I can only take a shower, brush my teeth, change into my military training uniform, have breakfast, and then go to the assembly point.

Having not slept all night and having spent so much energy making paper figures, Lu Qing was unsteady on her feet and could fall asleep even while standing still.

So while standing at attention, Lu Qing simply closed his eyes and fell asleep while maintaining the perfect military posture.

So much so that when the instructors told them to turn right, only Lu Qing didn't move.

The boy next to her turned around and saw Lu Qing sleeping with her eyes closed, her snot bubbles getting bigger and smaller. He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The instructor immediately came over, and was dumbfounded when he saw that Lu Qing was asleep.

It's one thing to fall asleep standing up, but Lu Qing's military posture was just too damn perfect, so perfect that he didn't even notice she was asleep.