"It's not that Ji Wushuang was confused by the portrait of the ancestor, but that your level of physiognomy is too low to see the true meaning of the portrait." Chen Xuan couldn't help but shook his head when he heard what Ji Wuxin said.
"What did you say?" Ji Wuxin suddenly became angry, "Chen Xuan, you are a layman, you dare to say so brazenly that my level of physiognomy is too low? Do you know that among the younger generation of the Ji family, my level of physiognomy is second only to that of Sister Wushuang?"
Under one person.”
"So what? Aren't you a Huang-level fortune teller, the lowest among fortune-tellers? What qualifications do you have to question a fortune-teller who has reached the Xuan level?" Chen Xuan responded with a rude sneer.
"you!"
Ji Wuxin was stunned by Chen Xuan's words for a moment and didn't know how to refute.
Of course, he didn't dare to question Ji Wushuang casually. If the elders found out, he would definitely be scolded.
Just because Sister Wushuang, whom the younger generation of the Ji family respected the most, brought Chen Xuan back and identified Chen Xuan as the person who solved the Ji family's disaster, Chen Xuan aroused the hostility of the younger generation of the Ji family.
Of course none of Ji's family wanted Ji Wushuang to die early due to exhaustion of lifespan like Ji Wuleng.
So Chen Xuan can probably understand why Ji Wuxin brought a group of young people from the Ji family to drive him away.
"Chen Xuan, you are a layman, you have no right to look down on me! And you don't know that I am about to break through the Xuan level. As long as I can successfully divine once more, and the object of divination is not so weak, I can be promoted to the Xuan level.
fortune teller."
Ji Wuxin said this with great confidence.
A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old behind him whispered: "Brother Wuxin, how about you use Chen Xuan as a divination object? If you successfully divine Chen Xuan's fortune, then Sister Wushuang won't have to take action."
"Good method!" Ji Wuxin's eyes lit up after hearing this.
Indeed, as his clan brother said, if he could figure out a way for Chen Xuan to avoid disaster, he could let Chen Xuan leave the Ji family, and then Ji Wushuang would no longer have to sacrifice his life for Chen Xuan. It could be said to kill two birds with one stone.
"Chen Xuan, tell me your birthday and I will help you calculate your fortune."
Seeing that Ji Wuxin actually planned to calculate his fortune for him, Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile: "You should think about your own life and help me calculate his fortune. I'm afraid your lifespan won't be shortened."
"You think too highly of yourself, Chen Xuan!" Ji Wuxin said in an arrogant tone with a hint of disdain, "You are not a high-ranking person, you are just a civilian doctor. There is no way I can calculate your fortune.
Loss of longevity."
"And do you know that once, a senior official from the provincial department came to our Ji family to calculate the fortune. It was me who calculated the fortune for that provincial official. At that time, I succeeded in predicting the fortune without any effort. You and the provincial official
Compared to senior officials, what does it mean?"
"Are you sure you want to settle it for me?" Chen Xuan heard Ji Wuxin speak so confidently, and he immediately asked again.
Ji Wuxin patted her chest and said confidently: "Chen Xuan, don't worry, if I really lose my longevity, I won't blame others. If my calculation is successful, you have to leave here as I ask.
,How about it?"
"OK."
Chen Xuan finally chose to agree.
He really wanted to see if Ji Wuxin was really sure or if he was bragging.
It would be best if Ji Wuxin could figure out how to help him avoid the disaster.
This way he wouldn't have to ask Ji Wuxin to sacrifice his longevity to help him calculate it, and he wouldn't feel so sorry.
So Chen Xuan told Ji Wuxin his birthday and horoscope on the spot. Ji Wuxin pinched the five fingers of his right hand and told Chen Xuan to calculate it.
At this time, the young boy behind him reminded: "Brother Wuxin, don't you use yarrow, copper coins or turtle shells for divination?"
"You don't have to go to so much trouble to calculate fortune for an ordinary person. I can just use the five-finger algorithm. Our uncle is just making too much fuss. He thinks that Chen Xuan has done some great things in the medical field, so he thinks he can compare with those big shots in high positions, so
You didn’t let me calculate it because I was afraid that I would lose too much life. In fact, Chen Xuan is an ordinary person after all, and the fortune of ordinary people cannot be calculated by our Ji family, which is the number one family of physiognomy in thousands of years."
Every word Ji Wuxin said was full of great confidence.
After hearing this, the young people behind him did not dare to say anything more.
And if Ji Wuxin succeeds in divination this time, he may be promoted to Xuan-level fortune teller.
Therefore, the young people of the Ji family are looking forward to it.
Ji Wuxin's eyes were focused, staring at Chen Xuan's face, and then he quickly counted with the five fingers of his right hand.
However, after he had counted less than two times, he immediately felt physically and mentally exhausted.
"Impossible!" Ji Wuxin was extremely surprised. He had helped people do divination so many times, but he had never encountered such a situation.
As soon as I came up with the idea of divination, I immediately felt that I couldn’t continue doing it.
If you continue to count, your life will definitely be in danger!
Ji Wuxin looked at Chen Xuan in shock, and the movements of his fingers stopped involuntarily.
He was hesitating whether to count it down.
"Don't force it." Chen Xuan reminded lightly.
Unexpectedly, this reminder aroused Ji Wuxin's arrogance, and he snorted softly: "How can you tell that I am forcing myself? Stop looking down on me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers started counting again.
This time he calculated a step with great difficulty, and his face immediately turned red.
"Brother Wuxin!" Several young people from the Ji family cried out in alarm.
Ji Wuxin waved his hand to signal them not to make a fuss.
Chen Xuan frowned slightly and reminded again: "It's not good for you to force yourself like this."
Although Ji Wuxin was very rude to him, thinking of Ji Wushuang's kindness, Chen Xuan was embarrassed to let the second most talented fortune teller of the younger generation of the Ji family lose his life in vain.
"I told you, I didn't force it!"
Ji Wuxin shouted angrily and tried his best to move the thumb of his right hand from the tip of the middle finger to the tip of the ring finger.
Just this small movement of less than one centimeter seemed to exhaust Ji Wuxin's mental energy.
And when he calculated this step, his face turned as red as a monkey's butt. Suddenly, with a pop, Ji Wuxin spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his right hand hung down weakly. His whole body became extremely depressed.
"Brother Wuxin!" Several young people from the Ji family exclaimed in unison and quickly supported Ji Wuxin.
When Chen Xuan saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head.
After all, the level of Huang-level fortune tellers is still too low. Ji Wuxin, who can predict fortunes for provincial officials, cannot even do the first step of fortune-telling for him.
At this moment, Ji Wuxin's heart was full of turmoil.
Chen Xuan is obviously just an ordinary person, but he is not qualified to perform divination for Chen Xuan.
It was actually the first strange thing he had ever encountered in his life!
"Brother Wuxin, are you okay?" the young clan member asked worriedly.
Ji Wuxin raised his head with a sad smile on his face: "I, I gave a fortune to an ordinary person, and I couldn't even get the first hand, so I lost ten years of life... The uncle's warning was indeed true...
