The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 7

The driver tremblingly sent Han Zhu and his party home. Even his cousin Lu Huangzhong handed him five yuan for the car, but he quickly waved his hands and said no.

The driver left carefully on the bike, and Han Zhu followed his mother and cousin into the house.

It seems that this is a small county. The development of this small county is far from enough, and the land price should be cheap, so that Han Zhu's family is actually a small courtyard with its own family.When I walked in, I saw that although the yard was small, it was kept fairly clean.

The mother hurriedly helped Han Zhu into the house, took her into her room, let her sit on the bed, and then went to cook by herself.

My cousin works part-time in a clothing store, and he said that he still has something to do in the afternoon, so he must pass.Mother Fang Xiuping asked her cousin to go to work quickly, lest the shopkeeper be unhappy and deduct his money.

While his mother was tinkling in the kitchen, Han Zhu looked around the house, and found that the living room was extremely shabby, with old furniture, and a fan full of dust was shaking its head clumsily, struggling to turn the wind Blow to every corner of the house.

Han Zhu himself had a room, which was not very big. There was a table and a bed in it, and there was a computer on the table. It was neatly tidied up, but the walls were covered with stickers of starlets with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.

I don't know what the trend is now, but this kind of creamy little man with a pointed chin is especially popular, all of them are old and poor.

There was a mirror on the table, and Han Zhu looked at himself in the mirror.The girl's face is delicate and delicate, the lines of her eyebrows are clear and shiny, her figure is clear and deep, her nose is slightly raised and round, with meat on both sides of her nose, her cherry mouth is small, and her lips are well-shaped.

It's a lucky one.I just don't know how to die like this.

For a moment, Han Zhu suddenly remembered that it was time to try out the horoscope of Han Zhu's birthday, so that he could calculate it for her.Just looking at this appearance, she was unable to figure out the fate of this girl, which was extremely rare.

Generally speaking, whenever she looks at the face, she can roughly guess and perceive the other party's original life.

While Han Zhu was meditating here, his mother Fang Xiuping had already cooked the meal and placed it on the dining table.

Han Zhu glanced at it. It looked like a pork rib that had been stewed last time, but it was simply reheated, and there was also a cold cucumber.

Han Zhu only ate three clean meats since he started to practice metaphysics.

The so-called three clean meats, the first is not to see killing, the second is not to hear killing, and the third is not to kill for oneself.

As she practiced for a long time, she gradually seldom ate ordinary meat.Han Zhu really has no appetite for the ribs now.

Right now she was sitting there, picking up a cucumber with her chopsticks, and eating it with the rice beside her.

Seeing that Han Zhu only ate cucumbers, Fang Xiuping put the ribs in Han Zhu's bowl.

"You've been tossing and tossing, and your body is weak. You should eat some pork ribs to nourish your body!" Fang Xiuping felt sorry for her daughter.

Han Zhu frowned in his heart, the hospitality was hard to turn down, but he didn't insist anymore, so he endured and ate a piece of ribs.

As she ate, she carefully thought about her words.

"Mom, I just passed by Front Street and saw a birthday cake seller." She started the topic.

"Are you greedy for cakes again?" Fang Xiuping smiled lovingly and looked at her daughter.

"That's right, when will you buy it for me?" Han Zhu took the opportunity to ask.

"I know you love cakes. I used to save cakes for you every birthday. Your birthday will be on the eighth day of next month. I'll buy you a good one then!" Fang Xiuping promised heartily.

The eighth day of next month?Han Zhu raised his eyebrows.

"By the way, mom, when was I born?" Han Zhu continued to probe.

Fang Xiuping thought of this good day and good time, and thought of the past, with a little emotion between her eyebrows: "You child, what kind of memory, didn't I tell you that you were born at [-] o'clock in the morning, and my mother was still thinking, This is a good day, it's eight o'clock on the eighth day!"

After Han Zhu got the information he wanted, he stopped talking.While eating, he was calculating rapidly in his brain.

The deepest study of Han Zhu is Yi Xue, and later generations derived several numerology deduction algorithms from Yi Xue. Among them, the algorithm of Sizhu Bazi is more known among later generations. Those who don’t understand Yi Xue now have heard of Bazi to some extent. Words like that.

Another numerology calculation method born out of Yi Xue is Ziwei Doushu, because Ziwei Doushu uses the zodiac plate as a model, with 100 main stars and more than 140 second-class stars distributed in it, so that the life from the twelve zodiac It is calculated and analyzed in three dimensions, which involves the star theory method of more than [-] stars.

Because Ziwei Doushu is too complicated, since ancient times, most of the people who have mastered this method are literati, royal families and nobles.

Folk horoscopes are prevalent, even those illiterate women can say horoscopes at every turn, but some people who have been in Yi Xue circle for a long time may not know this Ziwei Doushu.

Han Zhu has done in-depth research on these two numerology calculation models, and repeatedly compared the slight differences in the results calculated by the two calculation models for the same person's fate. In the end, she still prefers to use Ziwei Doushu because it is It has its own relatively complete theoretical system with a large amount of information, and does not need to rely on other forecasting models.

Now with the time of the girl Han Zhu, Han Zhu began to quickly determine the palace and stars in her brain according to the time, and her brain was like a precision calculator, classifying the more than 100 stars.

Soon, a horoscope with twelve houses appeared in Han Zhu's brain.

(End of this chapter)