we are just monsters

Chapter 82 Inheritance

"Why aren't you in trouble?"

Zhou Xiaotian fiddled with the lottery on the table boredly, she wondered why Gu Cheng was still doing well.

According to past experience, omens precede hexagrams, whether it is omens or hexagrams that day, they are not very good. She doesn't think she made a mistake, the hexagrams may be wrong, and the omens are not a good thing anyway.

Bankruptcy?

There is this possibility.

Zhou Xiaotian thought, if this is the case, Gu Cheng is far stronger than she thought.

Lilith looked at Zhou Xiaotian affectionately, at this moment their thoughts were synchronized, she turned to look at Gu Cheng.

How come you don't have an accident?
Black Mountain is waiting for you to die suddenly, I am waiting for you to die, that ghost wants to drug you, see, Zhou Xiaotian is also expecting you to have an accident now.

What's the point of being alive if you've reached this point in life...

Lilith suddenly felt that Gu Cheng was so sad that no one wanted him well.

"You haven't given up yet?" Gu Cheng teased the cat with a finger without raising his head.

"Oh, you make it difficult for me." Zhou Xiaotian said.

"I have doubts about the hexagram." Gu Cheng said.

"It's not enough to be suspicious. If you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts. I'm not a junior apprentice. Now I'm supporting such a grand appearance by myself. I've learned a lot from my master."

Zhou Xiaotian poked her hair with a stick, she had passed that hurdle long ago—at a certain period, she would suddenly doubt whether what she had grasped was true, because there would be that kind of situation that was not accurate at all, and at that time it would be Fundamentally, he began to doubt himself and doubt the accuracy of Yi.

"You are young, you know a lot." Gu Cheng said.

"Before I learned how to read, I first learned how to draw hexagrams with my master." Zhou Xiaotian rolled his eyes.

"Never attended school?"

"Going to junior high school..." Zhou Xiaotian was ashamed.

"Your master is not a good person." Gu Cheng lamented, no matter what, he has to finish his studies until high school, and then he can get a junior college under the name.

"Your master is not a human being!"

Zhou Xiaotian snorted, and at the same time thought that Gu Cheng seemed to have said that he was a teacher...

Damn, this guy seems to have a high degree of education.

"Craft work is not bad." Gu Cheng looked sideways at Xia Xiaoman. He resumed the college entrance examination after he left for a few years. Zhao Hong had been talking about it for a long time. I knew it would take a few more years for her to take the college entrance examination and go abroad. Studying abroad and then leaving is perfect.

"It's a pity it's fading away."

Zhou Xiaotian didn't know what he was looking at, but just lay on the table, feeling worried about the current Yi Xue environment.

The reform of traditional Chinese characters has directly seriously injured the category of word testing, and then the information age is another heavy hammer. Now this branch can be said to have come to an end, and it is difficult to see the hope of resurgence—of course, typing can barely continue We use methods such as splitting characters, adding and subtracting, separating and reuniting, and stems and branches to solve them, but the essence of them, the pictographic method, the font method, the comprehension method, the handwriting method, etc., have all become the tears of the times.

The environment of other numerology is similar. Like many other folk crafts, they are gradually declining, cheaters are rampant, and new schools of messy things emerge one after another. True and false, the inheritance is broken, and the roots are broken.

"With you here, it can't be broken." Gu Cheng said.

"What if I die?"

"There will be another you."

"...I hope."

Zhou Xiaotian twitched her lips, she will be next... That's right, someone will pass it on.

"Where do you do it? Online or rely on acquaintances? Customers who are uncertain can introduce me." Zhou Xiaotian said.

"I didn't do it."

"Why not?" Zhou Xiaotian was puzzled. He had two brushes in his hand, and he could earn a lot of money as a part-time job.

"No shortage of money."

"..."

Zhou Xiaotian held back for a while and remained silent for a long time, which was really a powerful reason.

Damn rich people are such dogs.

"There is a horoscope that I didn't see right, you try to see it?" Zhou Xiaotian pulled out a piece of paper from the table.

"Bring it to me to have a look." Gu Cheng said casually.

Zhou Xiaotian breathed out, not sure where he got the confidence to act like a master, it was so natural, but when he thought of asking him to do something, he came out from behind the table and handed the paper to him.

Gu Cheng took the paper and shook it flat, looking at the beautiful handwriting on it, Xia Xiaoman also leaned over and read: "Guiyou, Jiwei, Gengshen, Dinghai...the official at the time, Yin Huyue Fu, it's pretty good, it's the time of Hai It's a pity that it's a pity, what's wrong with that?"

Gu Cheng ignored her, and carefully read it twice. It was indeed not complicated, but Zhou Xiaotian said that he was not sure...

Zhou Xiaotian looked at him with his hands behind his back.

"Didn't you arrange this?" Gu Cheng asked.

"Ok?"

Zhou Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "I took it directly, I had someone read it when I was born, and wrote it on a piece of red paper. The conclusion given by that person is similar to mine. I copied it and haven't returned it to her. I plan to study and study what went wrong."

"You arrange it yourself according to this time." Gu Cheng was thoughtful.

"Is there a problem with time?"

Zhou Xiaotian took a closer look, and she checked it quickly with Wuhudun, and there was nothing wrong with it, so she just took it and used it. At this time, she calculated carefully and went back to the table to fiddle with it.

Xia Xiaoman was still turning around Gu Cheng, "What's the problem? What's the problem?"

"Oh!" Zhou Xiaotian suddenly realized at the table.

"See it?"

"Who would have expected that!" Zhou Xiaotian shouted.

Xia Xiaoman leaned over, and Yuezhu suddenly changed.

"At eight o'clock that night, the solar terms were handed over, and Weiyue became Shenyue!" The laws of the stem and branch are changed according to the solar terms, and the solar term handover is accurate to the time and minutes, not according to the zero o'clock of the next day. It has not changed to Gengshen, and the meaning is completely different.

"Being lazy is not an option, it's better to do it yourself." Gu Cheng glanced at Xia Xiaoman, she also has the same problem, she likes to be lazy, and then she will make some mentally retarded mistakes.

"Now it's Jian Luge, the wounded officer sees the officer, where is the seal guard officer, it's a ghost if he sees it right."

"Twice!" Zhou Xiaotian was already busy, so he casually said.

Gu Cheng hugged Lilith, not knowing what to say, if she said she was lazy, she would never make such a mistake with her mobile phone, the perpetual calendar can accurately arrange the solar terms every year, she prefers to count by hand.

"Not careful at all!" Xia Xiaoman scolded with her hands on her hips, "Old Gu, scold her!"

"We still have to rely on the power of technology. It's really not good to arrange the plates manually. If you don't pay attention, you will make a mistake." Zhou Xiaotian said.

She believed that that person did not make mistakes on purpose. No one would notice when the solar terms change. Only the perpetual calendar software can be so strict.

"You're busy, I'll take her back." Gu Cheng patted Lilith, and took a book from the shelf, "Borrow it?"

Zhou Xiaotian glanced up, "Just remember to come back."

"It's impossible to lose it anyway."

Gu Cheng looked at Xia Xiaoman, Xia Xiaoman turned around and disappeared, not wanting to go with him.

He had to leave with the cat.

After a while, the ghost reappeared, Xuxu floated aside, propped his chin with his hands, and looked sideways at Zhou Xiaotian.

Zhou Xiaotian took the draft paper from the side and passed her hand through her body without noticing it.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, Zhou Xiaotian wiped it with his sleeve, and turned the electric fan to face himself.

Time for an air conditioner.

As Zhou Xiaotian thought about it, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and the restlessness brought about by the heat disappeared.

(End of this chapter)