surnamed Wang

Chapter 81

Zhou Jiuer, used to be a physiognomist, and later defected to the army because he couldn't get along. Although he was often ridiculed for being inaccurate, according to his words, he was afraid of being punished by the heavens for revealing the secrets of the heavens. But the crux of the problem is, He never leaked a secret.

In the early morning of this day, after getting up, Zhou Jiuer made a hexagram facing east as usual.

He took out the tortoise shell from his bosom, shook it lightly a few times, and poured out the copper coins inside the tortoise shell after muttering, then closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, opened his eyes suddenly after a while, and said to himself Said to himself: "Tianshan Dun, this hexagram is not very good."

Tianshan Dun, the hexagram shape is the lower gen and the upper stem, the stem is the sky, and the gen is the mountain.The world is like mountains, the mountains are high and the sky recedes, and the yin grows and the yang disappears.It means to protect oneself wisely and wait for an opportunity to save the world.

"What should I do?" Zhou Jiuer's worried Zhizuo Yahuazi. He is a person who is extremely afraid of death. He is obviously capable but he refuses to make a fortune for others. In fact, he spared no effort.

A few years ago, it was because I had a fortune teller for myself that I was destined to die, and the only way to avoid it was to join the army, so I joined the army.Although he was just a stable boy feeding horses, he escaped a catastrophe anyway, and since then he has developed the habit of telling his fortune every day.

If there is any most tormenting thing in the world, it is that a person who is extremely afraid of death learns fortune-telling. Back then, Zhou Jiuer’s master refused to teach him, so he knelt outside the Taoist temple for three days and three nights. accepted him.

A few years later, the master died of illness, and the only last words left before he died was to tell him not to count his own fate, because this is the rule of the hexagram masters for generations. division.Because of his behavior of sacrificing money and sacrificing his life, the reputation left by his master gradually made him stink, and he was so poor that he almost couldn't even afford food.

At first, Zhou Jiuer followed Master’s last wish, until one night he was so hungry that he couldn’t sleep, so he got up and planned to do a divination, to calculate whether he had the possibility of being prosperous in this life, but the result was not good, the cold sweat was all When it came down, the hexagram showed that it was a hexagram of great evil, and it was certain to die that night.

Zhou Jiuer didn't have time to think about it, and followed the glimmer of life shown by the hexagram to the barracks.I only heard the next day that the thatched hut where he was staying last night had an inexplicable fire in the second half of the night. Zhou Jiuer secretly rejoiced and decided not only to count for himself, but also to count every day.

At this time, Zhou Jiuer was frowning and crying over the hexagram of "Tianshan Dun", but someone patted his back hard, so hard that he almost lost his breath.

Zhou Jiuer is a skinny old man with no flesh. Even the smallest military uniform in the barracks looks empty on his body. Zhou Jiuer, who was photographed almost falling over, turned his head and glared at the passerby:

"Hey, I said Huzi, how many times have I told you my mother, be gentle, your ears are stuffed with donkey hair, right?"

The young man called Huzi smiled honestly and scratched his head in embarrassment.He joined the army when he was 16 years old. He was thinner than Zhou Jiuer at that time, so he was assigned the job of feeding horses with Zhou Jiuer. When stealing food in the kitchen, they would help Huzi get a few meat buns, and the relationship between the two of them became stronger.

"Bringing you your favorite things."

While talking, Huzi took out an oil paper bag from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Jiuer.

There are two favorite things to do on Zhou Jiu Er, one is to look at women's buttocks, and the other is to serve good wine with meat buns. Naturally, looking at women's buttocks is ranked ahead of meat buns.

Naturally, the oil paper bag couldn't be a woman's butt. There was only one woman in the huge army, but she was bigger than a man, and no one dared to provoke her easily.Zhou Jiuer took the paper bag, and there were two meat buns inside. He was not polite, took out one and devoured it, not forgetting to look at the sturdy young man opposite him while eating.

Although it was tough in the military camp, at least there was no need to worry about food and drink. Huzi stayed in the army for three years and successfully grew from a thin boy to a strong young man. Later, he was directly transferred to the reserve army. Er also deliberately made an exception to make a fortune for him. The hexagram looks like the upper hexagram, and there is a sign of prosperity. Although he is reluctant to give up, Zhou Jiuer still persuades the other party to do a good job.

"God's fortune teller, I've been promoted."

Divine calculation is naturally self-proclaimed by Zhou Jiuer, and only tigers in the entire military camp will call him that. Others call him Zhou Laodao politely, and less call him Zhou Shiba, and even call him Zhou Banxian directly. It's not that he really treats him as a half-immortal, but that kind of deceitful half-immortal.

Zhou Jiuer has a good temper and doesn't care about them. After all, Huzi alone is enough to call him a god.

Zhou Shen, who heard Huzi's promotion, didn't say anything, still lowered his head and ate the steamed buns, and waited until the two steamed stuffed buns were eaten before he said leisurely, "What did you get promoted to?"

"Little Captain." Hu Zi said with some complacency, but there was still a pure smile on his face.

Zhou Jiuer still had no expression on his face. Since Huzi was counted as a sign of prosperity, he was definitely not just a small captain. After thinking twice, Zhou Jiuer took out a book from his arms, half of the cover was left , the title of the book has long since disappeared.

Zhou Jiuer handed the book with yellowed paper to Huzi: "No, promotion gift, remember, don't show it to others!"

In the past few years, Huzi and Zhou Laodao have learned a lot of characters. After a little flipping, he found that there were still many characters he didn't know, so he looked up at Zhou Jiuer with some embarrassment.Zhou Jiuer naturally knew the other party's weight, and said: "In the future, feel free to ask me if you don't understand. Now that you are an officer, be more careful in the future."

Huzi still nodded with a silly smile, then left with fists in his hands.Zhou Jiuer looked at the sky in a daze, and it seemed that he would not be able to leave for a while.

Even Zhou Jiuer himself didn’t know the name of the book I gave Huzi just now. At the time, Master was seriously ill, and the money he had saved was used to hire doctors and medicines. Although Master didn’t say anything, he knew it. It is the price of leaking the secret.

In the end, all the Taoist temples that could be sold were sold out, and the master's life was not saved.After the master left, there was only one Taoist temple left with leaks everywhere. Zhou Jiuer took the only two books left in the temple and left the Taoist temple. The one I gave to Huzi just now was one of them. An art of war.

The next day, there was another hexagram, it was still Tianshan Dun, Zhou Jiuer put away the tortoise shell, this time he also figured it out, everything is fate, there is no need to torture himself like this, Zhou Jiuer just thought about getting up, then thought, He sat down again, and made a new hexagram, this time he made it for the tiger, and the hexagram image showed that it was no longer a rising star, but a carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Laodao couldn't help jumping up and scolding his mother, because Lao Tzu's side is going to heaven, and Huzi's side is about to go to heaven.

Zhou Laodao came out of the house cursing, just in time to see Huzi walking towards him with his teeth bared, Zhou Laodao sighed deeply: It's all fate!
Huzi walked up to him, took out the military book he got yesterday, and pointed at it. The old man naturally knew what he meant, so he took him into the room and explained it to him. Although Huzi is simple and honest, he is not stupid. , Half of the book of war has been written down, but the most important thing is whether it can be used properly.

Just when the two were still comprehending the art of war, suddenly, the sound of the horn sounded urgently, and the two looked at each other. Hu Zi got up first and rushed out of the house. Put it away and go outside the house, only to see that the wolf smoke has risen in the north direction at this time.

"Are you coming?"

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