He Shengyou nodded happily: "Okay, okay, I understand."
After calculating the fortunes of the two, Meng Qiulan turned her gaze to Ye Shang and Qing Li, shaking the tortoise shell in her hand and asking with a smile, "Would you two like to have your fortunes calculated as well?"
Qingli didn't really want to calculate anything, but he was quite curious to see what A Shang was like, so he turned his head to look at her.
Ye Shang felt his gaze. "Curious?"
Qingli smiled faintly: "A little."
Ye Shang nodded and said to Meng Qiulan, "Let's say February 12th."
This is her modern birth date.
Meng Qiulan then began to operate. The first time they met, the divination she secretly performed yielded no information at all, only scratching the surface, and she almost suffered a backlash. This time, to be on the safe side, she simply handed the paper to Ye Shang: "Big Boss, you write it down yourself."
Ye Shang glanced at her, did not refuse, took the paper and pen in his hand, and began to write.
After finishing writing, he handed it to Meng Qiulan.
Only then did she place the talisman into the tortoise shell, her manner and posture being much more cautious than the previous two times.
This time, she used a much stronger mystical technique than the previous two times, which finally catalyzed the talisman paper. Even so, it took her a long time to complete the process.
Chen Zui was a little confused. Was his sister's fortune telling really that difficult? He saw that the charlatan was sweating. To him, fortune telling was just the kind of charlatanism his grandfather used to talk about, and he was just playing around with it.
After a while, Meng Qiulan finally took a deep breath and poured out the copper coins and the still partially burned talisman paper from the tortoise shell.
She burned only half of it, then tried to consult the divination method again. After a while, her brow furrowed, and finally she sighed, "I can only see a little bit, but how should I put it?"
Meng Qiulan's face was almost entirely wrinkled, and she looked very troubled.
Qingli said, "Just say it directly."
Meng Qiulan glanced at the two people she had previously calculated, coughed lightly, and said, "Actually, this little bit is also because their destinies underwent a huge change before, and it feels like they escaped death."
She wasn't lying; she had only figured out these things, nothing else. It wasn't until Chen Zui and He Shengyou next to her looked at her strangely that she continued, "Really, I'm not lying to you, but this is all I can calculate; I can't calculate anything else."
He Shengyou felt that this was just a way to fool people. It was one thing for him to say the same thing as Chen Zui, since they had gone on a mission together and encountered some problems before, but now they were saying this.
Chen Zui was also thinking to himself, could he really be a charlatan?
Unexpectedly, Ye Shang smiled faintly, "That's right, you calculated it correctly."
Upon hearing this, Meng Qiulan immediately perked up. "Hey! See, I wasn't lying, it's certified by the big boss!"
Chen Zui turned to look at Ye Shang, "Sister..."
If this is true, then what incredibly difficult life-threatening events must my sister have gone through? She's so amazing, yet she still managed to escape death.
Qingli's heart tightened immediately. From the time they met until now, all he had ever seen was Ye Shang's strong and fearless demeanor. He had never seen her vulnerable, helpless, or even on the verge of death.
He reached out and took her hand, "Ah Shang..."
Ye Shang squeezed his hand back, saying calmly, "It's all in the past now, it's no big deal."
Her death was likely caused by the Heavenly Tribulation. At the beginning of the apocalypse, if Qingying hadn't appeared with the spatial ring, hadn't awakened her superpowers, hadn't found a cultivation technique to practice, or hadn't been able to wake up under the Heavenly Tribulation, she would indeed have died.
Unfortunately, fate was not pleased with all of this, and she survived once again.
Qingli then looked at Meng Qiulan and asked, "Miss Meng, why don't you tell my fortune too?"
Meng Qiulan was trying to save face, and this person seemed easier to deal with, so she said, "Sure, no problem."
With a confident air, he took out another talisman and handed it to Qingli, saying, "Write yours yourself too."
After all, he is currently the leading figure in the Flower Kingdom; it's always good to give him some face.
She was aware of some of the unspoken rules of the workplace.
Qingli took a cinnabar pen and wrote her birthday on it, then handed it to Meng Qiulan.
Ye Shang glanced at him repeatedly. It turned out his birthday was December 2nd. She lowered her eyes and wondered, was this a coincidence? It was the exact opposite of her birthday.
Meng Qiulan was somewhat surprised when she took it, saying, "You two are exactly the opposite."
Qingli smiled and said, "Mmm."
Meng Qiulan placed the copper coin and the talisman together in the tortoise shell and shook it. At first, she only used a little bit of mystical magic, because in her opinion, this person should be easy to predict.
To her surprise... the talisman inside the tortoise shell hadn't burned even after a long while. She was puzzled and looked up at Qingli. Apart from being good-looking, there was no other difference between them. Why was it so difficult?
She then intensified her mystical techniques, and only then did the talisman paper show a slight movement. After a long while, it burned off a small corner. No, it shouldn't be like that. It should at least be half burned so that it would still be visible. Then she compared it with the mystical techniques she used when calculating Ye Shang's fate, and the talisman paper slowly began to change.
She didn't stop until the birthday paper was completely burned. Feeling a little exhausted, she placed the tortoise shell on the table and leaned back in her chair to rest. It was just too tiring; she was almost as exhausted as Boss Ye.
However, in her heart, Ye was still stronger, because in her opinion, Qingli had more content.
After she calmed down, she seriously counted and examined the copper coins carefully. Then she was speechless again. What the hell is this? Why is it happening again?!
Seeing her expression, He Shengyou couldn't help but ask, "Master, how is it? You're not the same as us, are you?"
Meng Qiulan waved her hand: "It's still a little different."
She said earnestly, "Hmm... the divination shows that you have also experienced death and rebirth, but it seems that something has been added to your life. There should still be something lacking in your body, but you yourself cannot feel it, and others cannot see it either, but..."
At this point, she paused and glanced at Ye Shang.
Qingli asked, "But what?"
Meng Qiulan continued, "However, your sweetheart knows a little about it."
Qingli listened with some confusion: "What does this mean?"
Meng Qiulan shrugged: "That's how the divination shows it. I don't know either. That's about it. I can't see anything else."
Qingli couldn't help but look at Ye Shang.
Ye Shang remained remarkably calm, looking down at their clasped hands without saying a word.
Meng Qiulan looked at this one and then at that one, and decided to slip away: "I've done several divinations for you all today, and my mystical powers are almost completely drained. I'm so exhausted, I need to go back and rest. You guys keep chatting."
After saying that, he packed his things and left.
Chen Zui glanced at his two sisters and said obediently, "Sisters, we're going on patrol too."
He then pulled He Shengyou, who still wanted to watch the excitement, away.
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