"Since you know what I might do soon, you should also understand that I may not have a lot of time to sit here and listen to you. Once the target appears, I will leave immediately. So you'd better not waste your time.
Talking nonsense will do neither you nor me any good."
Qin Anyi retracted his gaze from the glass window and said calmly. From the sudden appearance of the young Taoist priest until now, he finally regained the initiative in the conversation.
"Are you really not surprised at all why I knew what you were going to do?" The shocked expression on the young Taoist priest's face finally recovered slowly, and he asked still unwillingly.
"Why should I be surprised? Feng shui physiognomy has been around since ancient times. It can be traced back to Emperor Fuxi, the ancestor of the human emperor. It was perfected and deduced by the Holy Lord Wen Wang Jichang. The things accumulated by our ancestors for thousands of years have their own mysteries. Since you are
Heirs to orthodox physiognomy, not those charlatans. So what’s the point of being able to do some numerology calculations? But it’s of no use to me.”
Qin Anyi shrugged and said calmly: "If you just speculate on what may happen, it means nothing to me. The natural cycle has its own cause and effect. Since it is destined to happen, I can hide for a while.
, you can't hide for the rest of your life. Destiny is always an invisible big hand, which will constantly correct the chaos. As long as you can't change your destiny, mess up the destiny, and conspire against the world. Even if you can predict the good or bad of a moment, it won't matter.
It’s a great road.”
The young Taoist priest's pupils shrank for a while, and he stared at Qin Anyi for a long time. After a long time, he exhaled a breath, and then he suddenly stood up and bowed to Qin Anyi. He actually bent
Ninety-degree waist...
Qin Anyi frowned slightly, but did not move away from the young Taoist priest. He just raised his eyes and looked at him, waiting for the Taoist priest to say everything he needed to say.
"My name is Li Nanfeng, the thirteenth generation descendant of Mai's lineage. I came here specifically to find you, Qin Anyi! A person whose numbers cannot be calculated even by numerology!"
The young Taoist priest bowed and said softly.
"Continue." Qin Anyi said obediently.
"My lineage of Mai originated in the Northern Song Dynasty, flourished in the early Ming Dynasty, and declined in modern times. It has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. However, since the middle of the Ming Dynasty, it has been impacted by various Jiang Xiang sects. The real physiognomy is often misunderstood and considered to be Jianghu.
Deception. In addition, the ancient fortune-tellers' techniques were almost magical, and they were severely suppressed by the imperial power. From then on, various sects of physiognomy were gradually lost. In modern times, after modern wars and the ten years of domestic catastrophe, the real
There is no single Feng Shui physiognomy left, even my lineage of Mai has lost most of its ancestral traditions."
The young Taoist priest said that he had already sat back on the sofa, with regret on his face: "My master knew three years ago that his end was approaching and his life was not long. However, all he had learned in his life was the furry physiognomy of the Mai lineage.
The master was quite unwilling to do so, and worked hard to complete the lineage of the lineage, but in a hundred years there was no achievement. Seeing that he was about to be buried, it would be difficult to complete the lineage, so before he passed away, the master brazenly said that he only had less than two years to live.
At the expense of Yuan, I forcibly spy on the secrets of heaven, hoping to find a way to complement the Taoism."
"What's the result?" Qin Anyi couldn't help but ask.
Qin Anyi's atheistic education since childhood made Qin Anyi, like most people in the country, not believe in the so-called ghosts and gods, and never believed that there are real ghosts in the world, but he has always had a certain recognition of Feng Shui physiognomy.
Especially the legendary "Tui Bei Tu" jointly written by Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, Qin Anyi was shocked to see it as a work of heaven and man.
In Qin Anyi's view, the so-called Feng Shui physiognomy is actually a judgment of Qi. People have Qi, the earth has Qi, and animals also have Qi of animals.
Spirit dominates, and modern scientists have also proved through experiments that the human spirit can produce effects similar to magnetic fields under certain circumstances. This is the result of the aura generated by the spirit being too solid.
In the Republic, there are three places that were not affected by the catastrophe of those ten years, nor did they experience the most difficult times in the early years of the Republic. In those three places, Feng Shui fortune tellers have a very high status and are highly respected.
Many traditions have been preserved.
Even in today's era, Feng Shui masters who we think are feudal and superstitious are often called masters in those three places. They really belong to wealthy families and are often visited by nobles.
Those Feng Shui physiognomists often hold a compass when working to sense the so-called evil spirits. In fact, what the compass can sense is the magnetic field!
A true Feng Shui physiognomist must be extremely sensitive to the aura and have specialized methods to distinguish it.
In Qin Anyi's opinion, Feng Shui fortune tellers make limited predictions based on a person's luck, while Feng Shui in a house senses the earth's energy.
As for spying on the secrets of heaven, naturally it means spying on the energy of the sky!
It's just that the way of heaven is vast, and the energy of the sky is naturally boundless. If a mortal is trying to predict destiny, he will naturally not be able to withstand the huge pressure of destiny, so he will harm himself. This is backlash.
On the contrary, if you just perform numerology calculations on people, you will rarely be harmed, unless the aura of the person doing the calculations is too strong! This is why those generals who killed people in ancient times often dismissed fortune tellers and instead went to court.
The reason why the high-ranking officials above are so respectful to the fortune-teller.
The more people you kill, the more hostility and evil aura you will bring with you. This kind of invisible and formless aura will often suffer backlash even if it is forcibly calculated by a profound physiognomist. However, civil servants will not have this kind of aura.
The problem is that no matter how Lingran the civil servant is, he has never killed anyone with his own hands or seen blood. At most, he has a great and righteous energy in his body. It is estimated that with this kind of luck, there is no need to worry about the backlash of violent energy.
Therefore, Qin Anyi himself is still very curious about fortune tellers who can spy on the secrets of heaven. Of course, this has nothing to do with belief. Qin Anyi has always been an atheist, and this belief has become stronger after merging with Qilin.
However, Feng Shui physiognomy, like Chinese medicine, is a culture that has been passed down since ancient times. Although there are flaws in it, it is undeniable that even in modern times with highly developed material and technology, many things that the ancients could understand still cannot be scientifically explained.
!
Just like foreigners can never understand why some capable old Chinese medicine doctors can cure diseases by going up the mountain and stepping on a few weeds, our ancestors have had an understanding of the world and their own bodies since ancient times that is even far superior to modern people.
It’s just that in modern times, catastrophes have occurred one after another, and great rivers and mountains have been devastated. Although they have regained vitality after decades of gestation, too much of the cultural essence has long since disappeared in the long river of history, and has never regained its original glory.
As a result, we guard the treasures passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years and cannot enter them, but instead treat those superficial things in the West that have little cultural deposits and are only superficial as treasures.
"As a result... the master suffered a backlash on the spot. The originally rosy-faced master, who looked like a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties, seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. He fell to the ground, dying... I was very scared at the time.
Neng first helped Master into the temple, then Master said some words to me, and then he passed away in front of my eyes..."
Although three years have passed, the young Taoist priest still looks uncontrollably sad.
"What did your master say?"
"Today, two years later, let me find a person who can't see luck, can't guess its numerology, and is not a fortune teller. Then, follow him..."