Wan Ketan opened his mouth to curse, but he started coughing violently. He was out of breath and at one point he doubled over and started twitching, like a shrimp struggling on the shore.

Chu Qianli's tone was casual just now, and she was a little flustered at this moment. She subconsciously looked at the door and reminded him, "Wait a minute, don't try to make trouble for me. The day I calculated is not today. Don't make trouble for me. At least wait until I leave before you get sick?"

"I have classes on Monday and I can't be questioned by the police!" Chu Qianli was afraid that Wan Ketan would faint on the spot, and she would never be able to clear herself by jumping into the Yellow River, and would inexplicably become a suspect.

Wan Ketan coughed even harder after hearing this. He took a deep breath and calmed down after a long time. He sneered, "Then your level is not that good. You still doubt that you didn't calculate it correctly?"

"It's not that I doubt my own calculations, it's that I doubt you want to show off your ability to defeat fate and move the date forward."

“…”

Wan Ketan had never seen such an impolite child before. If he hadn't been in poor health recently, he would have raised his cane and hit the child in anger.

Wang Ping's evaluation was very accurate. If Chu Qianli said something that made people unhappy, it was definitely not because she had low emotional intelligence, but because she did it on purpose and deliberately made people angry.

Wan Ketan was too lazy to argue with the little girl. He thought for a long time and asked, "How long has Chu Yilie been dead?"

Chu Qianli answered vaguely: "It happened in recent years."

"Humph, he was well-known among his peers in his old age, but he is nothing more than this in his later years." Wan Ketan mocked, "I thought he was very capable!"

Chu Qianli heard him belittling her grandfather, her eyes flickered slightly, and she raised her eyes and asked, "What do you mean by 'nothing more than this'?"

"If you can't even exceed your own life span, then that's it, isn't it?"

Chu Qianli teased coldly: "Don't you think it's easy to break through the life span? You're even trying to learn how to light the Seven Star Lamp. Zhuge Kongming didn't change his life span. Do you think you deserve it?"

"Everyone will die. You have learned these things and have seen so much birth, aging, sickness and death, but you won't accept it when it's your turn?" Chu Qianli said, "You are so hypocritical. Grandpa knows better than you, but you are the only one who is like this."

Wan Ketan attempted to light the Seven Star Lamp to prolong his life. Chu Qianli, who was on the second floor, just wanted to laugh after watching it.

Wan Ketan was exposed, but he did not get angry. Instead, he said coldly: "Little girl, you can say it easily with just your lips. If I let you die now, can you accept it?"

Chu Qianli was silent for a moment, then replied, "Yes, and no."

"That's right, no one can accept this!" Wan Ketan suddenly became excited, his voice panting, and he said loudly, "Others may not understand, but you should know what it feels like to have not much time left. We are all practitioners, so of course we have to find a way to change."

Wan Ketan's eyes sparkled, like a person adrift on the sea trying to grab the last survival board.

Chu Qianli witnessed this scene, she tilted her head slightly, and said calmly: "Sure enough, what the book says is right, the desire to feel important is one of the differences between humans and other animals."

"What?"

"Of all the creatures of heaven and earth, humans are the most precious. Of course, these are words written by humans to humans. If you let a cat write it, maybe it would be "Of all the creatures of heaven and earth, cats are the most precious." Chu Qianli said calmly, "You also think that you are a cultivator, which makes you an even more precious person. It's normal to have such a thought."

A big problem for fortune-tellers is to predict their own affairs. They can predict other people's affairs easily, but when predicting their own affairs, they tend to add emotional color, which is a taboo in fortune-telling.

Once things touch upon one's own emotions and interests, people will waver violently. This is human nature.

When people are in chaos, the hexagrams will be in chaos.

"You may have been misunderstood by what I said just now. It should be changed to 'can't, can't'. From a subjective emotional point of view, I cannot accept death; from an objective law point of view, I can accept it." Chu Qianli added, "This does not mean that I am pessimistic, but what I have learned tells me that my death may be reasonable."

"Unlike you, I've died once, so I know I'm special, but it really doesn't matter."

If it was Chu Qianli in her previous life, she might be like Wan Ketan, anxious and impatient all day long, unwilling to believe that she, who was so gifted, had to disappear. She also racked her brains to change, but under the huge curtain of heaven, no matter how special a person is, she is so insignificant.

Because of this, she can now look at life and death calmly, analyze everything more objectively, and regain her ability to question herself.

The room fell silent, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

After a moment, Wan Ketan's eyes turned cold. He extended his hand to Chu Qianli and said calmly, "That's perfect. Since you don't want to live anymore, just return our compass to me and leave the chance for those who want to live."

Chu Qianli complained: "...When did I ever say I didn't want to live? You have a problem understanding it. Why do you always see it as black and white?"

Chu Qianli said to put aside her personal emotions and think about it, but Wan Ketan directly told her that she didn't want to live.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wan Ketan said angrily with a frown, "The compass is the token of the head of the Hao Clan. It was left by the first head and carries the lifelong learning of the founder. I have done my best by not pursuing this matter with Chu Yilie in recent years. You are not a member of the Hao Clan, so why do you have the compass!?"

Chu Qianli: "...Is that because you don't want to pursue the matter? Is that because you can't find your grandfather?"

"How ridiculous! He just gave a lecture on great principles, but when the time comes for life and death, he still clings to the compass!"

"No, old man, let's talk about some reason. Inheritance must also follow the rules. You and my grandfather are not related, so why are you asking for the compass? You don't understand the law!" Chu Qianli said anxiously, "Besides, you already have one foot in the coffin. It will be very troublesome for me to get the compass back after you die. Why bother with this?"

Wan Ketan was so angry that he almost jumped up and said angrily: "Shut up! When I get the compass, everything will be different!"

"If this thing worked, Grandpa and I would have changed our fates long ago. How could it be your turn?"

"That's because you are inexperienced and have limited abilities, so naturally you can't comprehend the essence of the Grandmaster. I'm not like you!"

"Tsk, it's really different. He's more confident than the rest of us." Chu Qianli raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, when I come up with the results, I'll definitely tell you on paper. It's really useless for you to use a compass. You might as well rely on me."

Wan Ketan was stubborn and stubborn because he had no compass, just like a drowning man holding on to a straw. He would definitely not believe what Chu Qianli said.

The two of them were arguing with each other, neither of them was willing to give in, and the argument became increasingly intense.

Wan Ketan looked sternly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said sharply, "The compass should be in your bag, right?"

Chu Qianli's expression changed slightly. She subconsciously touched her bag and suddenly calmed down.

Wan Ketan said confidently, "Since we are not convinced by each other, why don't we use the compass as a bet to see who can calculate more accurately? Whoever wins will take the compass away."

Chu Qianli muttered, "You are so good at calculating, and you still want to get something for nothing? The compass originally belonged to me, why did I have to gamble with you?"

"Of course I won't let you gamble in vain." Wan Ketan casually placed a few old books on the table and said calmly, "This is the secret method of Ziwei passed down by our sect, and also the deeds of our founder in the past. If you are really better than me, I will offer it to you with both hands and admit defeat."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qianli casually flipped open a book with some doubt, and found the familiar handwriting on the ancient book. His heart was immediately moved, and he began to read it carefully.

After a moment, she almost burst into laughter: "Grandpa, who are you fooling? This is my grandpa's handwriting. I dare say you learned what was left over from him!"

Wan Ke said angrily: "You..."

"If you like these, I'll send you another box someday. I never knew you had such a deep affection for my grandpa." Chu Qianli clapped her hands and sighed, "I'm too lazy to organize them, but you've preserved them so well. It really makes me laugh."

What Chu Qianli didn't say was that although the old book was written by her grandfather, she had never read the contents of the book. They only talked about Ziwei Doushu at the beginning, but not the history of the sect's rise. These books recorded the Hao Sect.

Wan Ketan heard her laugh wantonly, and for a moment he couldn't figure out how much Chu Yilie had revealed, so he said in a deep voice: "Then what do you want to bet on?"

"These are not enough, we need to add some more." Chu Qianli glanced at the old book and asked, "Do you want to gamble?"

Wan Ketan immediately glared at him: "Why are you acting like a vulgar mortal!?"

"Hey, save some money for the coffin. If you don't have money, you won't have a grave. You can't even afford to die. Don't you have to save some money?"

“…”

Wan Ketan had long since left the stage of talking about money. He took out a complete set of Taoist jade eight treasures and placed them on top of the pile of old books as a bet for fortune-telling.

Chu Qianli stared at the bright jadeite in amazement. The combination of expensive jade and Taoist culture was really full of ancient charm and ingenuity. She sighed and said, "Your burial object is really good, but it will belong to me later."

Wan Ketan: "You are really boastful."

"Let's record it for safety reasons, in case I take the jade away and you call the police." Chu Qianli picked up the schoolbag and confirmed again, "Use the compasses in these gambling bags?"

"right."

"Compared to what?"

Wan Ketan's fingers moved slightly. He stared at Chu Qianli for a long time and said with a malicious smile, "Little girl, you still have more than two years to go. Others may be able to change their luck by doing good deeds, but you..."

Chu Qianli said calmly, "Are you going to talk about this again? I figured this out before I even went to elementary school. Talk about something I don't know, such as the specific date, the accident, the solution, then I might even look up to you."

When Wan Ketan heard that she was not afraid of life or death, he was speechless for a moment, not understanding why she was so careless.

Chu Qianli smiled and said, "Can't you figure it out? Then why do you keep bringing it up? But if you're curious, I can help you figure out the day and disease of death."

"You can't figure out mine, but I can figure out yours. I'm just afraid you don't dare to listen." Chu Qianli said lightly, "...Do you want to listen?"

Although Chu Qianli is young, she is a senior when it comes to matters of life and death, and her attitude is much better than Wan Ketan's.

Wan Ketan stared at her, his fists clenched stiffly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Wan Ketan pretended to be calm and took a coin. He did not mention the matter of life span and said, "Don't make it so complicated. Just use the simplest method and guess the head and tail three times in a row. How about that?"

Wan Ketan suggested that the two of them write down their results on pieces of paper, and then toss in money three times to see if there were any discrepancies with their predictions.

"The most superb skills are displayed in the simplest way?" Chu Qianli nodded, "Okay, but what if I guess the same thing?"

"Then choose another method."

It only took the two of them a few seconds to finish writing and they put the paper aside. The time was so short that they couldn't tell the fortune, so they just relied on their feelings at the moment.

Once written, it cannot be changed and it is useless to continue calculating.

When asking for vegetables, one must look for things that fit into the hexagram. The most difficult thing is to have an idea. This feeling is similar to the inspiration of painting and sculpture. It has nothing to do with technique, but focuses on spirituality.

The ancients saw two birds quarreling on a branch and predicted that someone would fall from the tree the next day. This is the same principle. The result of divination has nothing to do with the topic of the hexagram. It is simply a matter of people grasping the strange phenomena in the environment.

As soon as Chu Qianli entered the room, she knew that Wan Ketan had made preparations. This was the place where he practiced meditation and he was very familiar with all kinds of displays. Even the position where she would sit might be predicted.

The question-asking competition itself is an information war, to see who can use a small amount of information to obtain more information and predict the opponent's prediction first.

The time it takes for the coin to fall is extremely short, not to mention that if you guess three times without a divination, the accuracy rate will be even lower.

“I am here.”

Wan Ketan raised his hand to signal, and the coin began to spin in the air, then circled on the table, and finally stopped steadily, right on the front side with the words on it.

Wan Ketan glanced at his own note, which matched his prediction, and became even more calm. He pushed the copper coins on the table toward Chu Qianli and said, "It's your turn to throw it."

Chu Qianli picked up the copper coin and asked curiously, "What did you guess?"

There is no point in covering up after both parties have written their answers.

Wan Ketan said generously: "Positive and negative."

Chu Qianli was stunned: "Two flowers and one word is Shaoyin, it's not good to throw this."

"Isn't this what you guessed?"

Chu Qianli threw the copper coin into the air and said casually, "No, a dying person would not guess such an outcome."

The coin spun in the air a second time, and this time it fell on the reverse side with the flower on it.

Seeing this, Wan Ketan became even more certain that his prediction was correct and sneered, "Then you are doomed to fail. I didn't expect you to not even make it to the second round."

"Ziwei divination is all about precise predictions. Sometimes the process may be more important than the result." Chu Qianli returned the copper to the other party and suggested, "Come for the third time."

"I can let you vote, the result won't change anyway."

"No, I'm afraid you'll accuse me of cheating later."

Wan Ketan took the copper coin with suspicion. He was thinking about Chu Qianli's words in his mind, and his coin-tossing action was not smooth as last time.

The spinning copper coin hit the tea table and did not stop steadily. Instead, it jumped up and flew directly to the incense altar next to it, and stuck diagonally into the incense ashes, standing slightly tilted!

Wan Ketan saw this and reached out to take the copper money: "It doesn't count this time, you can come next time."

Chu Qianli quickly blocked the other person's hand. She did not allow him to touch the copper money and stopped him in shock, "Are you kidding me? Why doesn't it count?"

Wan Ketan looked at the copper coin standing in the incense altar, frowned and reminded: "Look carefully, it didn't fall down. If it really counts this time, it's the other side!"

The copper coin was tilted on the incense altar. If it fell flat, it would probably be the reverse side. The three times it happened to be "front, back and reverse".

"Who said it was tails?" Chu Qianli flipped open the note in his hand, which clearly read "Heads, tails, and neither", exactly the same as the result of the coin toss.

She smiled and said, "One positive and one negative, one yin and one yang, suspended and undetermined, just perfect."

Wan Ketan saw clearly what she wrote on the paper. He stood up in disbelief and said angrily, "You didn't write it like that! That's obviously the opposite!"

"I'm so anxious, so anxious, even if you are blaming me..." Chu Qianli argued, "It didn't fall at all, what basis do you have to say it's against me?"

"Then throw it again. This time it won't count!"

"I wrote it clearly, and now you're blaming me again. It's endless." Chu Qianli reached out to pick up the old books and jade treasures beside him, and said disdainfully, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'm packing up and going home. I haven't done my homework yet."

When Wan Ketan saw her taking the things and trying to run away, he was about to pull her away with his crutches, but suddenly he saw her take out a compass from her schoolbag and was stunned in surprise!

Chu Qianli waved the compass in one hand and stuffed old books and jadeite into her schoolbag with the other hand. She jumped around lively and said in a showy way, "Look at this? What is this?"

Wan Ketan watched her swinging the compass back and forth. He was so frightened that sweat broke out on his forehead and a chill ran down his back. He shouted, "Don't throw it like that! Don't throw it like that! Are you crazy? This is an old item!"

The compass requires precision. If it is slightly bumped, it will become inaccurate, and repairing it requires technical skills.

Chu Qianli was just like a bad-tempered kid. She didn't know how to cherish anything. She started doing acrobatics with the compass on the spot, which made Wan Ketan so angry that he jumped to his feet!

Chu Qianli threw and caught the compass in a whistling manner. She raised her chin complacently and said, "My skills are okay, right?"

Wan Ketan stared at the compass closely, fearing that she would lose it, and said in a panicked voice, "Don't throw it around like that, don't play around like that..."

"You lost when I walked into the room, but you didn't know it. You wanted to live too much, but I didn't want to live that much. Whoever is understood first will lose."

Chu Qianli casually threw the compass up, she looked up into the air, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether I live or die, but I don't want the people who are waiting for me to be sad, and I don't want them to be sad for me one day..."

Chu Qianli caught the compass steadily. In front of Wan Ketan, she smashed it against the wall and said with a smile, "I don't like others to look down on me, so I'd better choose to live!"

The compass hit the wall with a dull thud, and then broke into pieces like an exploding spark!

Wan Ketan's face turned pale and blue, and he almost couldn't catch his breath. He said with bloodshot eyes: "No--"

Wan Ketan rushed over to rescue the remains of the compass, while Chu Qianli picked up her schoolbag and ran out without even looking back.

Outside, Tan Muxing saw her rushing out. He had been waiting for her for a long time and asked in surprise, "Is it over?"

"Here we go, the old man has gone mad." Chu Qianli said smugly. She waved her hand to urge Tan Muxing to follow, and rushed downstairs in a flash.

Tan Muxing didn't understand what was going on. He only heard Wan Ketan's roar and didn't know how the naughty kid had provoked him.

The people outside the house originally wanted to stop the two high school students, but Uncle Qi had already led people to rush in, and the scene was in chaos.

Wan Ketan in the house yelled and went to find a repairman. The others couldn't take care of Chu Qianli and the others, so they could only let them leave and went into the house to comfort Master Wan first.

Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing went downstairs easily under cover, and even passed by the second floor of the villa which was dimly lit.

When Chu Qianli saw the Seven-Star Lamp, he actually had the mind to take a look at it, and said something before leaving.

"If he really believes this, he has to take good care of the lights after he finishes his work today. He has to put out two lights tonight." Chu Qianli said lightly, "I respect my elders and won't play with his lights, but if you want to put them out yourself, don't blame me."

The others looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing how to respond.

After Chu Qianli finished speaking, she and Tan Muxing got into the car together, and the door closed to hide their figures.

The convoy started slowly and drove away from the community one by one. No one dared to stop them.

Inside the car, Chu Qianli opened her schoolbag, checked some things, and then reached out to Tan Muxing.

Tan Muxing did not wait for his deskmate to speak before returning the red crystal compass to her. He found her bag in a mess and said helplessly, "I was wondering why you thought it was too heavy and brought so many things?"

The other senior high school students pretended to have homework, and their deskmate pretended to have other things.

Chu Qianli's schoolbag is filled with all kinds of tarot cards. She has recently been studying the red crystal compass and has started buying Taoist supplies frequently, just like an astrology apprentice.

Regardless of the results of their research, the two of them would buy a lot of research tools. Chu Qianli said that expensive Tarot cards were a waste of money, but he would buy new cards or new editions whenever he saw them, which was a perfect example of buying while cursing.

"Hehe, if I use up a compass today, I can buy a new one." Chu Qianli took out her cell phone, stroked her chin, and began to think, "Let me see what I can buy this time."

"What were you talking about in the room?"

"Let's exchange burial objects." Chu Qianli raised his head and asked, "By the way, what kind of tea does the old man like to drink?"

"Everyone has different tastes. My grandfather likes Pu'er tea, and my grandmother likes black tea." Tan Muxing nodded and said, "The price of tea is also different, and it can be divided into different grades. It depends on what you use it for."

"It's just a grave sweep, something cheaper, or just milk tea."

Tan Muxing: “?”