Chapter 13 The Girl in the Abyss
"I'm doing this for your own good!"
Meng Rusong was so angry that he jumped up and down: "She confirmed two of your fortunes in half a day. Anyway, I believe this girl has some real stuff."
"Believe it or not, I'm going back to the hospital!" Song Youlin was so angry that he just walked away.
As soon as I turned around.
He saw Jiang Ci sitting under the pavilion on the opposite corridor, playing chess.
"Little girl!" Meng Rushong also noticed her and waved and called out enthusiastically.
"Old Song, don't leave yet. Now that you're here, ask her if she has any solution!"
Meng Rushong dragged Song Youlin into the crowd.
Song Youlin was holding back his anger, but before he could vent it, his attention was drawn to the chess game.
He observed for a while and couldn't help but marvel at it.
"White's moves may seem flawed, but in fact they are ingenious, with hidden meanings and murderous intent in every step."
"Heizi's brandishing of swords and guns is just a show of fancy moves that are not worth using."
"From this chess game, White won fourteen pieces, Black was killed, and the whole game was lost. It was a terrible loss!"
Song Youlin is familiar with Go. After watching for a while, he realized that the white player had taken the initiative in the game from the very beginning.
Looking at the people playing chess again, he suddenly understood.
This old man Li is totally teasing this female liar!
The female liar deserves it!
Don’t you see who Old Li is? He is one of the best chess players in the cultural center.
Playing chess with him is simply asking for humiliation. It would be strange if you are not defeated without a single piece of armor left.
"Old Li, you played this game incomparably and your chess skills are superb. No one in the cultural center will be able to beat you in the future." Song Youlin praised.
Meng Rusong smiled and comforted Jiang Ci: "Don't be discouraged, little girl. Old Li is the best chess player here. You are very good to be able to play with him for so long."
Unexpectedly.
Old Li slammed the table and stood up, looking unhappy.
"Are you two done yet? Who are you trying to please by performing this double act?"
He put his hands behind his back and walked away angrily.
That weathered back figure looked as if he had lost ten years of his life.
Meng Rusong and Song Youlin were confused.
The person next to him laughed and said, "The player holding the black pieces is Old Li, and he lost miserably."
The two looked at Jiang Ci in disbelief.
Especially Song Youlin, his voice was so shocked that it rose several notches: "You are the white chess piece?!"
"How is it possible! How can a little girl like you play such a wonderful chess game?"
"Mr. Song, don't underestimate that girl. She has been here for the whole afternoon and no one can beat her. They all lose."
"Girl, will you come to play chess tomorrow? Can you teach me?"
Some people are trying to become my apprentice.
Jiang Ci stood up calmly and calmly: "No more playing, my chess skills are more useless than those of an old man."
She came to the world of the living to collect merits, not to take lives.
"Little girl, I really underestimated you before. Not only does your handwriting look beautiful, but you are also very good at chess. Who is your master?"
There was a hint of excitement on Meng Rushong's wrinkled face.
Jiang Ci said calmly: "Self-study."
Meng Rusong was a little disappointed: "Is there really no one teaching you? Or is it inconvenient for you to say your master's name?"
"Why are you here?" Jiang Ci changed the subject and asked knowingly.
"Oh, that's right, this is what happened..."
Meng Rushong quickly told her how Song Ran committed suicide.
"His granddaughter is still lying in the hospital. I heard that she may become a vegetable." He said, "Little girl, do you have any way to save Xiao Ran? This child has been obedient and sensible since she was young. She is suffering too much at such a young age."
Jiang Ci looked at Song Youlin thoughtfully.
"Do you want to save your granddaughter?"
Song Youlin's face didn't look good, but his tone softened a little: "Ranran is my most beloved granddaughter. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will save her."
"Very good, then do as I say." Jiang Ci said, "Give me her birth date and time."
Song Youlin frowned: "It's not good to give birth to others casually, right?"
Meng Rusong retorted: "Don't you believe in metaphysics? Then what are you afraid of? Just give it to her!"
Song Youlin: “…”
He found a pen and paper and wrote down Song Ran's date of birth and time.
Jiang Ci finished reading it with a serious expression, "Song Ran, 22 years old, has a destiny of "Xiao Yin Duo Shi", which means that the food is weak and restrained. The day master is weak and at the moment of life and death, so he is prone to failure."
Song Youlin said in panic, "A catastrophe of life and death? How can I resolve it? No matter how much it costs, please save my granddaughter!"
When he heard the words "life and death catastrophe", he no longer cared whether he believed in metaphysics or not.
No matter whether it is medicine or metaphysics, as long as it can save my granddaughter, it is worth learning!
Jiang Ci continued, "Your granddaughter's horoscope shows that the "Shangguan" and "Yin" match..."
Meng Rusong asked: "If the wounded official is paired with a seal, does it mean that there is a lawsuit?"
"The combination of the wounded officer and the seal represents fame. Add to her overall fate, she has the luck to become famous all over the world. It's just that the early days were a bit bumpy. As long as she can get through this calamity, she will have a bright future."
Meng Rusong shouted, "Famous all over the world? Old Song! Didn't Xiao Ran want to be an actor before? Does it mean that Xiao Ran will become a household name in the future?"
Who knew that Song Youlin's brows would frown even deeper.
"What's so proud about being an actor?"
There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes as he stared at Jiang Ci.
He now suspected that this yellow-haired girl was sent by those annoying agency to plead for Ranran?
"Hey, Old Song, you are wrong. What era is this? Why is there still occupational discrimination?" Meng Rushong rolled his eyes at him.
"The Song family is a family of scholars. How can my granddaughter, Song Youlin, become an actress to please others?"
Song Youlin said solemnly: "Ran Ran can do whatever he wants, but he can't be an actor, or he will bring shame to the Song family!"
Meng Rusong was annoyed: "You are just an old stubborn person with rigid thinking!"
"This is my granddaughter. It has nothing to do with you. Don't worry about her future career."
Song Youlin paused, squinting at Jiang Ci: "Can you save Ranran?"
Jiang Ci asked him back: "If I save her, she will definitely become an actress."
Song Youlin struggled for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "Save my granddaughter first."
There are 360 professions to choose from, and being an actor isn't the only career you can pursue.
He just didn't believe that he couldn't change Ranran's wrong thoughts.
"Everyone has his own destiny, so don't interfere with other people's fate."
Jiang Ci said this coldly, then lowered his head to look at Song Ran's birth date and began to calculate carefully.
If I don’t save Song Ran this time.
The next time Song Ran wakes up, she will still seek death, and that will be her eternal damnation.
Looking at Song Ran's horoscope, it is not difficult to see that she is a gentle and kind girl.
Perhaps it was because she often rescued stray cats and dogs, and did good deeds without leaving her name, that she actually accumulated a lot of good karma.
Saving a girl from the depths of despair will definitely earn you merit.
Jiang Ci intended to do good deeds, but saving a desperate soul is not bad either.
"To the hospital."
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