Xiong Yuanju watched Duanmu Yun, fearing that he might not be able to bear it. You, the master of the Book of Changes, are too stubborn to say such a thing.
He didn't seem to be lacking anything, and he seemed to be a little relaxed.
After much deliberation, both Wang Wei and Xiong Yuanju felt that today's trip to visit Duanmu Yun was not as magical as the legend in the society. They were really worried.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Duanmu Yun suddenly smiled mysteriously and said:
"Don't worry, I've already prepared it."
"What?"
Xiong Yuanju was obviously overjoyed. Wang Wei also did not expect this at all. He said: "Sir, is it true? Why are you so enthusiastic?"
Duanmu Yun said: "Although I am a man of knowledge, I think the greatest knowledge in the world is the world, and the world is the big officialdom and the big business world. Therefore, I am concerned about the affairs and people in the officialdom and business world, whether they are warm or cold, or whether they are warm or cold.
, the ups and downs, I am still interested in paying attention. Please."
After saying that, Mr. Duanmu Yun stood up from the wicker chair first and led Wang Wei and Xiong Yuanju into another room. The scene in the back room made them look at each other. Such things and furnishings, for people like them
It was definitely the first time I saw it. Wang Wei thought to himself that the same must be true for Xiong Yuanju.
Mysticism and superstition are becoming more and more popular in China, becoming more sophisticated and cultural. The miraculous Qigong, Dafa, and the "Shen Ma Kung" are very evil and have many believers. But
The mysticism and superstition of the Book of Changes are only separated from Wang Wei in his heart.
They stood next to Duanmu Yun.
Look to the front.
I saw a strange-shaped table made of a huge root plate of an ancient tree placed in the center of the room. On the table, there were three turtle caps, three candles, three awls with wooden handles, and what seemed to be
Lamp panel unearthed from the ground.
Seeing Wang Wei, Xiong Yuanju and the others in a daze, Duanmu Yun smiled slightly and slowly told them his story.
Once upon a time, he was just an ordinary old professor at a university who had been in the imperial capital for most of his life. Apart from his usual teaching, he was like a walking zombie. No one knew him, and no one would notice him, even if he was walking on the street one day.
He was lost because he lived alone and no one would call the police.
However, suddenly one day, he was sitting on the lawn of the villa in the imperial capital, looking at everything in front of him with a lazy expression, and suddenly said, I know a thing or two, I am a god, an expert, and Yi in the world.
Master Jing. He laughed nervously, his laughter was ethereal, and he shouted to the sky: This world is crazy, completely crazy!
He is just an old bookworm and a pedant. He has taught ancient Chinese all his life and has no reputation. He is a mediocre university professor who can no longer be mediocre.
However, on that day, he suddenly magically appeared on camera and appeared in various media. He suddenly became a news figure and wore so many laurels on his head. When he returned to college, he also
I don’t know who I am anymore.
He was mysterious, he was inscrutable, and the cute little old man was gone.
"Ah, when did I become a god?"
"I don't understand……"
"This society needs the Master of the Book of Changes, so I came into being, and I have become the immortal figure I am now."
When Duanmu Yun said this, he suddenly stopped, looked at Wang Wei and Xiong Yuanju and said with a smile, "Am I crazy? Do I ask people for fortune telling? Do I tell people's fortunes or go bankrupt? I also left the university in the Imperial Capital.
, I came to this place unknowingly. Am I not afraid of feeding the wolf? In fact... speaking of
After all, what is knowing and not knowing? The least knowledgeable can become the most knowledgeable, and the most dreamy can become the most realistic. The human mind has an unprecedented emptiness that needs to be filled and supported. The mind is inherently empty and empty.
, so the best way is to be like Jesus and fill it with the emptiest and most illusory things..."
Wang Wei and Xiong Yuanju listened to his words and looked at Duanmu Yun. They were stunned for a moment.
For a moment, Duanmu Yun seemed to have returned to normal and said softly:
"bring it on."
He pointed with his finger, and according to his instructions, Xiong Yuanju knew that he was going to use a wooden-handled awl to drill into the hard turtle cap.
Xiong Yuanju picked up the wooden awl and followed his instructions with hesitation.
People's destiny, especially in politics and business, is really unpredictable. Isn't that what he was thinking before he and Wang Wei decided to come here to visit this mysterious Mr. Duanmuyun today?
This may be the soil on which these things live. Think about it, a few decades ago, when he and his brother Xiong Yuaneng fled to Xiang Island desperately for survival, their fate was destined. Although they were poor, they had just landed on the island.
Daocheng soon became famous and became a little giant who suddenly stood up in the underworld. Later, for the unexplained money, he took the murderous intention and killed his own brother, becoming a big bear overnight.
CEO of the group.
Speaking of which, I also did the killing thing, and I got over the addiction of being the chairman. Later, I led the Big Bear Group to found the Xiong Kingdom, creating an even bigger group company and wealth. I had a safe journey on the black and white road, and I was crazy.
Biao.
One night he had a dream. The country farmer who always wore a white-washed yellow military uniform and whose eloquence could be called a genius met him in an inexplicable place. He grabbed him and shouted, "You are me."
My biological brother? Why did you kill me? I'm going to hell to sue you, come with me! You are the real murderous devil! You are the murderer who kissed me, why haven't they caught you yet?
?
He was scared to death, but he still struggled to get out of the predicament, shouting: "Joke, business joke. You say I am the murderer, where is the evidence? Do you have evidence, show it! It's useless, this is fate, destiny
of."
Because of the ever-changing world situation, there is the Yijing, the Eight Diagrams, and mysticism. This understanding became more and more stubborn as his status in the business world continued to rise.
"Duan Gong, do you still have classes at the university?" Wang Wei asked gently.
"Mr. Wang, I teach ancient Chinese. If you don't take classes, you won't have food to eat."
"Haha, Mr. Duan, you are very humorous."
"No, I'm a professor. If I don't teach, what kind of professor am I?"
"Mr. Duan, are you still used to living here?"
Duanmuyun said: "I am a person who has given up on desires. What else am I not used to?"
"Duan Gong, I heard that you have a daughter. Does she live with you?"
"No, she is abroad."
"Oh." Wang Wei nodded.
At this time, Xiong Yuanju picked up the drilled turtle cover and put it in Duanmuyun's hand for him to take a look. Xiong Yuanju carefully asked Duanmuyun, "How is it? Can I drill well?"
Duanmu Yun said nothing, but stared at the thing closely.