Zhumen Hangui

Chapter 250 Trigrams
An old man with gray beard looked at the three copper coins on the table, his face changed, and then he frowned thoughtfully.

A man in his thirties on the opposite side also became serious when he saw this. After a while, he saw the old man put away the copper coins, so he asked.

"But something has changed?" the man asked suspiciously.

The old man nodded, "I can't see through it!"

The man was taken aback, "Why?"

The Great Elder is the most proficient in divination in the clan, his money divination method has never been wrong, and there has never been a time when divination failed.

"I can't figure it out, this child is really strange." After a long time of contemplation, the old man said again: "Actually, there are such people in this world. Have you ever heard of the child of luck?"

The man was very surprised, "Could it be that child?"

The old man shook his head, "I can't tell! It's only recorded by the ancestors, but no one in the family has seen it. But this child's fate seems to have changed, which is really unpredictable."

"Then will he hinder us?" The man asked quickly.

"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, it depends on how Xi'er responds." The old man said with a sigh.

"Didn't you say that Xi'er is the most promising of the clan? The hope of our Meng clan's rise rests on Xi'er. Could it be possible?"

"The hexagram from a month ago is indeed the same, but if I look at the hexagram again today, it has changed."

The old man thought in his heart, and then continued: "Probably because he met this son, and this son's fate seems to be a bit strange, so he was affected."

He can only analyze in this way, this kind of hexagram is truly unprecedented.

"What? Could it be that the child's fate will affect the people around him?" The man was thoughtful, and suddenly thought of something.

"Could it be that his fate is constantly changing, so will the fates of the people around him also change with his changes?"

"It has changed before, but whether it will change again in the future is unknown. Anyway, the hexagram does not show it. However, the people around him are indeed influenced by him. Whether the influence is good or bad, no one can tell. "

The old man can only detect so much, and he is already preoccupied at the moment.

"What about Xi'er? He met this kid, will our previous efforts be in vain?"

The man is very worried, how can he still be in the mood to play chess at this moment?
"It is bound to be affected, but I don't know whether the impact is good or bad, so just now the old man said that good and bad depend on each other."

The old man poured himself a bowl of tea and settled down.

"Then let Xi'er stay away from him, if we don't run into each other, we shouldn't be affected by him anymore, right?"

The man suddenly raised his head, thinking that it would be better for the child to stay away.

"It's too late!" The old man shook his head, "Their fate has already been implicated, even if they avoid it, they will be involved, there is no way to avoid it."

The man was confused when he heard the words, he pondered for a moment, but he thought of a way.

There was a sudden sternness in his eyes, and he said: "Then kill him!"

The old man was shocked when he heard the words, but then he thought about what the man said.

Seeing that the old man took out the three copper coins and started divination, the man didn't dare to disturb him.

After a while, the old man couldn't help but turn pale with shock when he saw the hexagram. At the same time, he had a faint heart attack, and he immediately covered his chest.

Seeing that the old man's face was slightly pale, the man immediately stepped forward to support him.

"Grand Elder, are you all right? But the heart attack happened again? Where's your pill?"

With trembling hands, the old man took out a blue porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

The man immediately took it, poured out a black fingernail-sized ball from the porcelain bottle, and fed it into the old man's mouth.

The old man gasped for breath, and after a while, he felt more comfortable.

"The hexagram just now is still unclear, so I can't count him anymore."

The old man waved his hand, knowing in his heart that no matter how hard he counted, there would be no answer.

"Is the nephew's suggestion just now feasible?" Seeing that the old man had recovered a bit, the man asked unwillingly.

The old man shook his head, "I don't know! The old man thinks it's better not to act rashly. If you don't succeed once, you might be backlashed, and it will be a disaster for our Meng family."

"Do you think he is the son of luck?" The man had a bit of disbelief on his face, which obviously only exists and legends.

"The son of luck is just a legend, and no one has ever encountered it. Even if he is a true dragon emperor, it is not unreasonable to pay some price. But the son of luck is an illusory existence."

The old man calmed down, and then said: "The records in the ancient books of the family are also very mysterious. It's just that the way is unpredictable, but it hasn't been explained in detail."

The man was silent, this son is really tricky.

"Even if this competition is unsatisfactory, don't be too harsh! You usually discipline him severely, but he is only 14 years old. After losing his mother, he is already a bit stubborn. No matter how harsh you are, it will be inevitable. Affect his temperament."

The Great Elder thought of Meng Lingxi, and felt sorry for the child who shouldered a heavy responsibility in the clan at such a young age, so he persuaded him.

Meng Shunlin nodded, "Perhaps it will be more effective if you encourage me more."

Hearing footsteps coming from outside the courtyard, the two looked at each other and immediately put away the copper coins on the table.

Meng Lingxi stood still in front of the courtyard, glanced at the two sitting and playing chess under the banyan tree, feeling panicked.

The clan taught him very strictly, starting from the age of four, a total of three clan elders personally taught him, and the daily earnest teachings were still in his ears.

The elders in the family all said that he was very talented in reading, and he was the proud son of heaven.

In the past few years, he has been studying abroad with the elders of the clan, and he has competed with others dozens of times. In fact, he is already well-known in the Jiangnan area.

It's just that he hasn't been back to the north before, so the students in the north are not familiar with him.

His father brought him to Beiyuan Mansion just to compete in Beidi.

I believe that by the time of the examination, all the students will gather in the capital, and then his reputation will spread.

After coming to Beiyuan Mansion for so long, things did develop as they hoped.

During this period, he fought a total of 23 games, many of whom were Juren.

Except for those great Confucian scholars who insist on their own status, he has compared all the talents with a little reputation nearby.

However, in each competition, he won without any suspense, and even felt contemptuous of the competition.

Until a few days ago, he heard about Su Yizhao.

The child prodigy who dominated the monthly and quarterly rankings of Fengtian Academy all the year round, this is the rumor about Su Yizhao outside.

He had heard many titles of child prodigy before, but they all described him.

Because he started fighting with others when he was 11 years old, that is to say, he lost a few times at the beginning, but he seldom lost after that.

It has been going smoothly all the time, which actually makes him a little proud and complacent, but he is just humble on the surface!
However, just today, Su Yizhao gave him a blow to the head and woke him up.

It has to be said that from the moment Su Yizhao appeared, he was faintly overwhelmed by the opponent's aura.

Perhaps, this is the real son of the family?

Thinking that the clan had high hopes for him, but he lost the competition, his heart sank.

　Thank you book friend Beiwei 37 for rewarding 500 coins!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)