An old man with gray beard and hair looked at the three copper coins on the table, his expression changed, and then he frowned in thought.
A thirty-year-old man opposite saw this and his face became serious. After a moment, he saw the old man put away the copper coins, and then he asked.
"But something has changed?" the man asked doubtfully.
The old man nodded, "I can't see through it!"
The man was shocked, "How could that happen?"
The Great Elder is the most proficient in divination in the clan. He has never made a mistake in his fortune-telling methods, and there has never been a time when his divination failed.
"I can't figure it out. This kid is really strange." After pondering for a long time, the old man added: "Actually, there are such people in this world. Have you ever heard of the Son of Destiny?"
The man was very surprised, "Is that the child?"
The old man shook his head, "I can't say for sure! It's just recorded in our ancestors, but no one in the clan has ever seen it. However, this child's fate seems to have changed, which is really unpredictable."
"Then will he hinder us?" the man asked quickly.
"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, it depends on how Xi'er copes with it." The old man sighed.
"Didn't you say before that Xi'er is the most promising among the clan? The hope of the rise of our Meng clan rests on Xi'er. Is it possible to change it?"
"The hexagrams I read a month ago are indeed like this, but when I read the hexagrams today, there are changes."
The old man thought in his mind, and then continued: "Probably because he met this child, and this child's fate seems to be a bit strange, so he was affected a little bit."
He could only analyze it in this way. This kind of hexagram was really unprecedented.
"What? Will the child's fate affect the people around him?" The man was thoughtful and suddenly thought of something.
"Could it be that his fate is constantly changing, so the fate of the people around him will also change with his changes?"
"It has changed before, but it is unknown whether it will change again in the future. Anyway, the hexagrams cannot show it. However, the people around him are indeed affected by him. Whether this influence is good or bad, no one can tell.
"
The old man could only detect so much, and he was already worried a lot at the moment.
"What about Xi'er? If he meets this child, will our previous efforts be in vain?"
The man was very worried. How could he still be in the mood to play chess at this moment?
"It will definitely be affected, but I don't know whether the impact will be good or bad. That's why I just said that good and evil depend on each other."
The old man poured himself a bowl of tea and calmed down.
"Then let Xi'er stay away from him. If you don't run into him, you won't be affected by him anymore, right?"
The man suddenly raised his head and thought it would be better to stay away from the child.
"It's too late!" The old man shook his head, "Their fate is already implicated. Even if they avoid it, they will be implicated. There is no way to avoid it."
The man's heart was in confusion when he heard this. He pondered for a moment, but he thought of a way.
His eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp light, and then he said: "Then kill him!"
The old man was shocked when he heard this, but then he thought about the man's words.
When the man saw the old man taking out the three copper coins and starting to divine, he didn't dare to disturb him.
After a while, the old man couldn't help being shocked when he saw the hexagram. At the same time, he had a faint heart attack, and he immediately covered his chest.
Seeing that the old man's face was slightly pale, the man immediately stepped forward to support him.
"Great Elder, are you okay? But you have a heart attack again? Where are your pills?"
The old man quickly trembled his hands and took out a cyan porcelain bottle from his sleeve.
The man immediately took it, poured a black pellet the size of a fingernail from the porcelain bottle, and fed it into the old man's mouth.
The old man panted rapidly, and after a while, he felt more comfortable.
"The hexagram just now is still unclear, so we can't count him anymore."
The old man waved his hand, knowing in his heart that no matter how much he calculated, there would be no answer.
"So, is my nephew's suggestion just now feasible?" Seeing that the old man had recovered somewhat, the man asked reluctantly.
The old man shook his head, "I don't know! I think it's better not to act rashly. If you don't succeed once, you may suffer backlash, which will be a disaster for our Meng family."
"Do you think he is the son of fate?" The man had a look of disbelief on his face, as this clearly only exists in legends.
"The Son of Luck is just a legend, and no one has ever encountered it. Even if it is the True Dragon Emperor, it is not unreasonable to pay a certain price. But the Son of Luck is an illusory existence."
The old man calmed down and continued: "The records in the ancient books of the clan are also very mysterious. They are just unpredictable, but they are not explained in detail."
The man was silent, this guy was really in trouble.
"Even if this competition is unsatisfactory, don't be too harsh! You usually discipline him harshly, but he is only fourteen years old. He has lost his mother and has a stubborn temperament. No matter how harsh you are, it will inevitably
Affect his temperament."
The eldest elder thought of Meng Lingxi and felt sorry for the child who shouldered the important responsibilities of the clan at such a young age, so he advised.
Meng Shunlin nodded, "If you encourage me more, it may be more effective."
Hearing footsteps coming from outside the courtyard, the two looked at each other and immediately put away the coins on the table.
Meng Lingxi stood still in front of the courtyard gate, glanced at the two people sitting and playing chess under the banyan tree, and felt a sense of panic in his heart.
The clan's teachings to him were very strict. He started his enlightenment at the age of four. A total of three elders of the clan taught him personally, and the earnest teachings were still in his ears every day.
The elders in the clan all said that he was very talented in reading and that he was a proud son of heaven.
In the past few years, he has been studying abroad with the clan elders, and has competed with others dozens of times. In fact, he has become somewhat famous in the Jiangnan area.
It's just that he has never been back to the Northland before, so the students in the north are not familiar with him.
His father brought him to Beiyuan Mansion just to compete in Beidi.
I believe that when all the students gather in the capital for the examination, his reputation will spread.
After coming to Beiyuan Mansion for so long, things have indeed developed as they hoped.
During this period, he competed in a total of twenty-three competitions, many of which were successful.
Except for those great scholars who maintained their own status, he had competed with all the talented men who were slightly famous nearby.
However, in each competition, he won without any suspense, and even looked down upon the competition.
Until a few days ago, he heard about Su Yizhao.
Fengtian Academy's prodigy has always topped the monthly and quarterly rankings. This is the rumor outside about Su Yizhao.
He had heard many titles of child prodigy before, but they all described him.
Because he started fighting with others when he was eleven years old, that is to say, he lost a few times at the beginning, but rarely lost after that.
It has always been smooth sailing, which actually makes him a little proud and complacent, but he is just showing humility on the surface!
However, today, Su Yizhao gave him a blow and woke him up.
It has to be said that from the moment Su Yizhao appeared, he was overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum.
Perhaps, this is the real young master from aristocratic family?
His heart sank when he thought that his clan had high hopes for him, but he had lost the competition.