After listening to Chu Qianli's popular science, Qiu Qingkong was a little dazed for a moment and asked in surprise: "Why are female fairies in charge of childbirth?"

"You ask that question..." As a Marxist believer, Chu Qianli didn't know how to explain the division of labor among gods, so she said casually, "Male gods don't have this ability, right?"

Qiu Qingkong thought it made sense, so she finally offered incense to Bixia Yuanjun, muttering, "Well, Bixia Yuanjun, forget about the wish, I just hope you're well, you don't have to give me anything..."

Chu Qianli was confused. She waited for Qiu Qingkong to finish burning incense and then accompanied him to leave Yuanjun Temple. Then she said, "You didn't make any wishes, so why did you burn incense?"

Qiu Qingkong said confidently: "This is a female deity, we have to support her and not let her be outdone in the Taoist temple! Male deities have incense, and female deities must have incense too. This is the power of support!"

“…”

Chu Qianli's eyes were blank. She didn't know whether Qiu Qingkong believed these things or not. But if he really believed these things, why did he apply the rules of fan circle voting to gods?

Outside the temple, Tan Muxing was standing waiting, and the three of them headed to the Wenchang Temple. After Qiu Qingkong burned incense and prayed for good results in the midterm exam, she ran to meet up with her friends and prepared to walk slowly down the mountain.

The Taoist temple was quiet and sparsely populated. Chu Qianli looked around curiously and asked, "Are there any houses like yours here?"

Tan Muxing shook his head and said, "This is the Taoist temple area. The buildings left by the family are on the other side. Now it is where the scenic area staff work."

The three of them were walking along the path when they suddenly heard a quarrel.

In a low building next to a bamboo forest, a Taoist priest was surrounded by several people and was unable to escape.

A group of people were wearing brand-name clothes. The middle-aged man at the head had sparse hair and a big belly. He pulled the Taoist priest with an anxious look on his face and said in a hoarse voice, "Taoist priest, I beg you, please let me see the master. This is a matter of saving lives. You can't just let my family die!"

Taoist priest: "Ah, your words are too serious..."

Someone nearby chimed in: "We've been up the mountain many times, and now the situation is serious."

"Yes, yes, you are also a practitioner, please be kind!"

The Taoist priest was troubled by the group of people. He tried to go out helplessly, but was blocked by this group of people again.

Tan Muxing noticed the chaos ahead and immediately recognized the middle-aged man leading the group. His face changed slightly and his brows furrowed. He sighed and suggested, "Shall we take another route?"

Qiu Qingkong stopped and looked out: "What's going on ahead?"

Chu Qianli was stunned when he heard this, and asked doubtfully: "It should be the Taoist temple's business, and it has nothing to do with us?"

Tan Muxing said with a headache: "No, that gang came to my house not long ago. I'm not sure if he remembers me, so it's better to go around it..."

"Is this someone you know?"

"I can't say we know each other." Tan Muxing shook his head, "My family is very familiar with the Taoist temple, and people always come to my family to ask them to find the master on the mountain. Later, my grandfather got tired of it and moved to the middle of the mountain. He just didn't want to bother with these people."

Rich people often believe in feng shui and fortune-telling. They even change their names to change their fate. They are particularly particular about this when doing business. The north of China is famous for Qianshan, but not everyone has the connections. Of course, they will ask their brokers to find a master of Qianmen.

He Jianping was one of them at first, and was later introduced to Chu Qianli by Tan Muxing.

Qiu Qingkong: "I heard them say it was extremely urgent? Why didn't they help?"

Tan Muxing looked embarrassed. He glanced at the crowd not far away to make sure that they hadn't noticed them. Then he whispered, "Don't believe this kind of people. This boss Zhang is from the south. It is said that he couldn't find anyone to help him there, so he came all the way to the north."

"He's saying his whole family will die, but my family says he wasn't a good person before. Once he got rich, he abandoned his wife and daughter and found someone else. He also cheated many old friends in business. Anyway, his reputation was extremely bad."

Tan Muxing lowered his eyes and said, "That's why I don't believe in burning incense. If anyone who burns incense has their wish come true, then the gods are too utilitarian."

"It's just like a human being. If you do things for whoever pays, you're not a god."

Tan Muxing has no interest in metaphysics. Another important reason is that he has seen too many people who want to pursue fame and fortune through fortune-telling. He thinks this is too ironic. As long as you have money, you can change your fate. It turns out that a person's life can be quantified by money. He still doesn't believe it.

Chu Qianli: "I can understand your thoughts, but to be frank, fortune tellers are also human beings. If they are really willing to spend a lot of money to have their fortunes told, there is no reason for them to go from south to north, right? There must be a reason behind this."

"I don't know." Tan Muxing thought, "But he did look for a master in the south before. I don't know why he came to the north now."

Boss Zhang was still leading his men to harass the Taoist priest. Chu Qianli and the others hid behind the bamboo forest. They stood at the back and chatted idly, and were not discovered.

In the low-rise building on one side, the aroma of tea filled the air, and the chess pieces fell silently. The old Taoist put down a black chess piece casually, looked at someone by the window, and urged: "It's your turn."

The young Taoist priest looked through the cracks in the window and said, "Master, they haven't left yet."

The old Taoist said: "Don't panic, your junior master can fight five at once."

“They’ve been up the mountain every day this week.”

"It's useless for them to go up the mountain every day this year. This is a matter of life and death, otherwise someone would have taken over long ago."

Boss Zhang is willing to spend a huge amount of money to find a master. As long as the money is capable, no matter whether there is a master or not, the scammers will come to him. This matter has not been resolved until now, entirely because it involves human life.

People who study metaphysics also love money, but they still have some taboos and cannot touch the life and death hexagrams casually. Life or death is a complex cause and effect, and not everyone can accept it.

Seeing that the young Taoist priest was taking a long time to come back to play chess, the old Taoist priest also walked to the window to look across. He looked at Boss Zhang and others in front of him on the left, and then caught a glimpse of Tan Muxing and others behind him on the right. He could not help but said in amazement: "Oh, I actually ran into my friend down the mountain, and his friends..."

"My friend from down the mountain?" the young Taoist priest asked suspiciously, "Is that the family down the mountain?"

"Yes, this mountain used to belong to someone else, but later it became the property of the country." The old Taoist stared at Tan Muxing and smiled bitterly, "Alas, speaking of cause and effect, I am still carrying his cause and effect."

"What cause and effect?"

"It's nothing more than doing good things with bad intentions. Some bad things shouldn't be known to the parties involved, but they just happen to be heard. This is what fate calls a joke. I have been reflecting on it, but I don't know how to make up for it." The old Taoist sighed.

Young Taoist Priest: "Why can't the person involved know? If he knew in advance, wouldn't he be able to seek good fortune and avoid disaster?"

"Zaiyuan, you are still too young. There is a saying that those who drown are those who know how to swim. You think you can avoid disaster and seek good fortune, but what if you get a hint?" The old Taoist chuckled, "You are now very accurate in your divinations, but what if one day you get an unacceptable result? What should you do?"

The young Taoist priest was silent for a moment, then replied, "Then find a way to crack it."

The old Taoist said, "That's easy to say, but what if you can't figure out how to crack it?"

The young Taoist said nothing.

Seeing his disciple deep in thought, the old Taoist couldn't help but laugh: "People down here may say they don't believe it, but you haven't made any mistakes before, so you can't help but believe it!"

The young Taoist priest was helpless: "What should I do?"

"It's nothing to do. It's like this. Some people live a smooth life without touching these things, while some people spend their whole lives studying numerology and still end up with a bad ending. If it's really that easy to figure it out, then can we still call it fate?"

The old Taoist waved his hands nonchalantly: "What's the point of calculating? It's all in vain. It's all blind calculation. I even spent money to go up the mountain to find a master. Even the master may not be able to calculate for me!"

Next to the bamboo forest, Chu Qianli peeked and saw that the person in front had not left yet.

Tan Muxing suggested changing the route and going down the mountain in a different direction.

Qiu Qingkong was worried: "But isn't it tragic that the Taoist priest is surrounded? Don't the people in the scenic area care?"

Tan Muxing: "Should we go call the security guard over?"

Chu Qianli was watching the show and eating melons, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, the Taoist priest has rolled up his sleeves!"

Not far away, the Taoist priest was annoyed by the disturbance. He finally rolled up his sleeves, got ready, and said seriously, "Boss Zhang, there's something I didn't tell you just now. Before I entered the Taoist temple, I was a martial artist."

Boss Zhang and others saw that the situation was not right and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts to make way for the Taoist priest.

Chu Qianli said regretfully: "I haven't seen the Taoist's martial arts yet."

Tan Muxing led her away powerlessly: "Don't be afraid of big trouble just because it's lively."

The three of them finished their tour of Qianshan and soon took their own cars back home.

The weekend before the midterm exam was quite short, and Chu Qianli had to take the exam in just two days, so she was extremely nervous for a while.

On the day of the midterm exam, students who arrived early gathered outside the teaching building. They stood on the playground chatting, and then went into the building to different classrooms when the exam room opened.

Chu Qianli wandered aimlessly in the corner, holding the review materials in her hands, looking extremely anxious.

Tan Muxing rarely saw her so nervous, and asked in confusion, "You weren't so panicked before?"

"Oh, I didn't do well in the exams before, so I could say that I didn't study hard, but now I have no excuses!" Chu Qianli sighed, "Is the fact that I'm not smart finally going to be exposed?"

Tan Muxing: "..."

Seeing her anxiously wandering around, Tan Muxing kindly suggested, "Why don't you read the result of your divination and find some psychological comfort?"

"I deliberately didn't even look at the astronomical chart this morning. If the result is not good, I will be completely upset."

Chu Qianli completed her daily divination. She didn't even dare to pay attention to the celestial disk. The main reason was that she processed information too quickly. Sometimes she didn't need to do divination specifically. She could understand it by just thinking about the celestial phenomena.

This is her strength and weakness. She is very accurate in fortune-telling, but all kinds of information are pervasive and it is difficult to block it.

Tan Muxing thought for a moment and said, "Then why don't you say 'I will definitely do well in the exam'?"

"I'm sure I'll do well in the exam." Chu Qianli did as he was told subconsciously, then wondered, "Is this to cheer myself up? Or is it like in the cartoons where you have to yell before using a big move?"

Tan Muxing smiled and said, "The world's number one astrologer said you will do very well in the exam, so there should be no problem. You have been practicing questions recently, so you will definitely make progress."

Chu Qianli muttered: "...You are just trying to coax a child."

She didn't even dare to calculate the test results, so there was no point in saying this now.

However, Chu Qianli's psychological pressure was relieved after being interrupted by her desk mate. When she heard the bell ringing in the teaching building, she followed the crowd into the examination room.

The students in the class were completely disrupted, everyone was scattered in different examination rooms, and they didn’t even recognize the people around them.

In the classroom, all the tables and chairs were rearranged and split into single seats. The distance between adjacent seats was also particularly far, and even the front and back desks were not adjacent to each other.

Qi Yan pushed his glasses, turned to look at Chu Qianli, and said with a kind smile: "Long time no see."

Qi Yan hadn't met Chu Qianli for a long time. Firstly, they were in different classes, and secondly, He Shichen blocked her way, so she had no chance to talk to him. She didn't expect that they would have a chance to communicate in the same examination room.

Chu Qianli didn't wait for Qi Yan to say anything. She thought about the identity of the heroine in the original book and immediately became serious: "Can I shake your hand?"

Qi Yan's eyes showed confusion, but she still reached out and gently shook Chu Qianli's hand, "Of course, you can, but is there a reason?"

Chu Qianli said seriously: "Your destiny is in your own hands. I shook hands with the top student in my grade, so I should be considered to have grasped my destiny, right?"

Qi Yan: “?”

When the others heard Chu Qianli's speech, they immediately stood up and shouted: "Then I want to shake your hand too! We also want to learn from God's blessing!"

Qi Yan: “???”

Qi Yan originally planned to chat with Chu Qianli for a while, but he didn't expect that there would be a handshake event in the examination room, and a group of people wanted to shake hands with him for good luck.

She really wanted to advise everyone not to be superstitious, but when she thought of Chu Qianli sitting next to her, she was afraid that the master would be sensitive to the word superstition, so she could only smile stiffly to deal with the other candidates.

Qi Yan worships Chu Qianli and wants her to do things for him, while Chu Qianli worships Qi Yan and wants to be a genius student. No one knows who is superstitious about whom.

The midterm exam was three days away. Chu Qianli felt dizzy after the test and had no idea what day it was. He went home and fell into a deep sleep.

The school's computer-reading card grading was very fast. The first half of the week was for the exams, and the second half was for the rankings. There was no delay at all. The new first in the grade was He Shichen, and the second in the grade was Qi Yan. I wonder if the latter had too much luck.

Chu Qianli looked at her ranking and asked in confusion: "Is this good or bad?"

Her grade ranking has risen significantly, but it is not clear to which category.

Tan Muxing glanced at his grades and ranking. He couldn't say directly that they were in the middle or lower class, so he said tactfully, "It's good. There will be no problem with your diploma. If you keep persisting, you will be able to get into a good university. You have a lot of room for advancement."

Chu Qianli used to be at the bottom of the class, but now he is slowly moving up to the middle and lower ranks, so he is making rapid progress. However, the higher you rank in the class, the harder it is to make progress, mainly because the front ranks are all gods fighting each other, and it is definitely not an easy task to just charge in.

Chu Qianli had just come here this semester, so she had no idea about school rankings. Naturally, she believed whatever her deskmate said, and instantly cheered up: "That's not bad."

Tan Muxing hurriedly said, "You must persevere in the final exam."

Chu Qianli acted wildly as soon as she finished the exam. After she got rid of the third from the bottom in the grade, she became more arrogant at home than He Shichen, who was the top student in the grade, which made Yinbiji always want to scold her.

However, He Shichen couldn't scold her directly because after scolding her, she would start to hate studying again. Tan Muxing's plan to persuade her to study would fail. He could only swallow his anger and keep silent, and simply ignore it.

In the living room, He Shichen was sitting on the sofa quietly looking at his phone, but Chu Qianli suddenly came over, wanting to scare him from behind, and shouted, "Hey, what are you looking at?"

He Shichen was not frightened when he heard her deliberately speak. He frowned and said in a muffled voice, "Look up the information online."

"What?"

"It's related to education." He Shichen added in a cold voice, "How to educate children well without beating or scolding them."

“…”

After the midterm exams, campus life became more relaxed. Chu Qianli began to return to his old job and formed a Cardcaptor Girls team with his partners. Surprisingly, some familiar old customers came to visit him.

When Tan Muxing received He Jianping's voice, he simply played the audio aloud and sat on the edge of the playground with Chu Qianli to listen.

He Jianping said with embarrassment: "Muxing, there is also Little Master, there is something I want to ask you for help. A boss from the south who I have worked with is looking for Master everywhere, and now he has come to me..."

Tan Muxing understood immediately and said softly, "It must be that Boss Zhang, Uncle Jianping, please don't ask for him."

Boss Zhang from the South is annoying everyone in the circle. Now the reputation of the whole South is damaged by him.

"Hey, I understand, I understand. Your family must have been in trouble before, but he was so persistent that he kept asking around. I didn't even want to tell the little master about this, so I introduced him to the fortune teller, but he immediately thought it was unlucky and refused to take the job!"

He Jianping sighed, "I thought the matter was over, but he found out from somewhere and insisted that my case was not handled by the fortune teller."

He Jianping knew his limits. He would never introduce a bad person to Chu Qianli, but someone leaked the news, and now he was harassed by a rogue again.

He Jianping carefully considered his words and tried to say, "This is what I think now. The young master should meet him and then reject the man surnamed Zhang on the spot. Since all the masters in Beijing have rejected him, just cut him off and stop pestering me..."

"Of course I won't let the little master come out for nothing, so I will give him all the introduction fees and appearance fees, but whether he is willing to calculate is another matter. Zhang wants to meet him now, but he is rejected by the fortune teller, so there is nothing he can do." He Jianping said carefully, "This is the situation, let's hear what the little master thinks?"

Chu Qianli asked curiously, "There are actually introduction fees and appearance fees?"

Tan Muxing: "Why is this the key point you extracted after listening to it?"

"Of course there is. I just found out about this recently. I heard that the Southern Master charges a higher price. Even if you don't read your fortune, you have to pay just to see his apprentice! Even so, people are scrambling to see him!"

Chu Qianli looked at Tan Muxing and exclaimed, "Qiu Qingkong will have a hidden side job in the future."

When Tan Muxing thought about the level of the astrology apprentice, he felt that this was simply a scam: "..."

He Jianping carefully asked Chu Qianli for his opinion, but Chu Qianli agreed readily: "Sure, let's meet him. Maybe he won't let me do the calculation after meeting him, and may think that I'm too young and unreliable."

He Jianping thought about his first impression of Chu Qianli. He couldn't help but feel that he was being implicated. He said awkwardly, "Oh my, what are you talking about, little master? How could such a thing happen? How could such a person exist?"

Tan Muxing tried to smooth things over: "Then I'll go over with her this weekend. Still in the teahouse?"

"Yes, yes, yes, just come to the teahouse, we will accommodate your schedule!"

He Jianping got a good result and quickly hung up the phone.

Chu Qianli asked hesitantly, "Are you going too? But didn't you say last time in Qianshan that you weren't sure if he still remembered you?"

Tan Muxing and his boss opened a shop in Qianshan Rao, but now they have to go to the teahouse on weekends. It will be troublesome if they are recognized.

Tan Muxing hesitated for a moment, then looked worried and whispered, "But we can't let you go alone?"

"What's the big deal?" Chu Qianli said casually, "It's not like I haven't been to a teahouse before."

Seeing her carefree, Tan Muxing looked away and said, "I'm scared."

Chu Qianli was stunned when he heard this, and asked in confusion, "What are you afraid of?"

Tan Muxing glanced at her nervously. He hesitated and confessed with difficulty: "...I'm afraid you'll get beaten."

Chu Qianli was stunned: "?"

Tan Muxing said worriedly: "Uncle Jianping is a reasonable man, but Boss Zhang is getting desperate. If you say a few words, you might get beaten..."

Chu Qianli usually drives He Shichen crazy, so she is easy to get beaten when she goes out.

Tan Muxing didn't dare to let her go out alone. There was a reason why she was always bullied by her peers.

He really shouldn't go to the teahouse again, but her safety is more important.

Chu Qianli: “…”