The Greatest Astrologist

Tan Muxing didn't bring the clothes over, so he needed to make a special trip back to the room to get it, and he followed two little tails when he went out.

Chu Qianli and Qiu Qingkong followed. They were quite curious when they heard about it and said, "Let's visit your studio."

"I have never seen a place to make clothes."

Tan Muxing was chased and beaten, and finally broke and said: "...Okay."

The three of them came out of the house, walked through the simple and deep long corridor, through the bamboo bushes swaying by fine leaves, and headed to the depths of the compound.

While admiring the scenery in the courtyard, Chu Qianli commented pretentiously: "It's okay to have a courtyard like this."

Most of them are in the living room, or the sunny glass tea room, and they have not visited other places. The details in every part of the courtyard are quite exquisite, and there must be feng shui design in the construction.

The sky was slightly blue, and the continuous cloud layer was like a roller, covering the sky near the dry mountain.

Inside the house, the old Taoist stared at the layers of clouds. He stood by the window and let out a long sigh, and said with emotion: "It's going to rain."

"The Daoist will sit for a while. I'll see you in the mountains in the future. It's hard for my old arms and legs." Tan Qiyu sat at the table to make tea, pouring hot water skillfully, watching the tea set in the steam. Discoloration.

Mr. Xugan sat back at the table, he looked at the clear tea in the cup, and said relaxedly: "I really don't want to go up the mountain, then wait two or three years, then I can meet again."

"Two or three years is not short." Tan Qiyu said in surprise, "Why do you think about retreat? Didn't you go out to do things before?"

"Naomu cuts first, all Bi is suspicious, knowing that he can retreat, calm his heart." Xu Gan said with a smile, "one year later is an important turning point for my fellow men, there will be a hard-to-reach meeting in a century. "

"Then you shouldn't retreat? Should you come out more?"

The leader of Xugan Dao shook his head, and said kindly: "This is the same as when I advised you to keep your karma. The number of the heavens is reversed, and the prosperity is declining. There can be no two people coming out of the dry door. That's it."

Tan's family is able to survive the wind and frost for a hundred years, and he is also following the laws of nature. Anything that reaches its peak is bound to usher in decline. If you want to last for a long time, you must know how to advance and retreat, avoid the edge, and sometimes it is even harder to defend your career than to start a business.

Tan Qiyu asked suspiciously: "Can't two people come out?"

The leader of the road nodded: "Yes, my experience is over. Someone will come forward for the job. This is not my time."

"Now that I think about it, I really miss it, Chu Yizhen, Mei Manling, Yetang layman..." Xu Gandao laughed, "We were all able to toss at the beginning!"

Tan Qiyu sighed: "The name sounds familiar, but I haven't seen it for many years."

"From now on, children will fight the world, nothing like our old helper."

Taoist Sugan and Tan Qiyu were drinking tea and chatting about old things. The memories from many years ago were alive with these names, just like the tumbling tide, and aroused the joy of youth.

When the tea was soaked until it was tasteless, the leader of the road must stand up and say goodbye, and Tan Qiyu hurriedly sent it off.

The two walked to the corridor, trying to climb up the hill, but they saw three people not far away.

Dao Xing stopped, he fixed his eyes and tentatively said, "Is that the evening star?"

"It's really a star." Tan Qiyu was taken aback, he blurted out, "...Why did you run up?"

Tan Qiyu said that Mr. Xu Gan visited recently, but Tan Evening Xing generally would not come again.

Taoist Toucan smiled bitterly: "He still blames me."

Tan Qiyu hurriedly said, "No, no, the stars are not interested in these things. Last time they told me that they had never been angry with them!"

Mr. Xu Gan said: "This is the cause and effect on my back, and he should blame me. Whether it is intentional or unintentional, I said what I said and was heard by him. This is my cause."

"The Taoist leader was also kind at the time."

"People have a thousand calculations, but the sky counts. It is not a matter of people who decide whether they are good or bad. Otherwise, the more you say they are, the more you don't understand?" Taoist Xu said helplessly, "You only know one thing, that is, people It's really small, after all, it's a mayfly in the world."

The two old men stood on the steps, neither of them yelled to talk about Evening Star, but witnessed the three of them joking and leaving.

Tan Muxing led the two of them to look at the clothes, and Chu Qianli leaped behind, turning his head to communicate with Qiu Qingkong from time to time.

The breeze passed by, and the bamboo leaves were rustling. The faces of the teenagers were so carefree that they could hear the silver bell-like noise without getting close, and even imagined the pure smile on their faces.

A piece of bamboo leaves swirled away from the head of the main road, and was blown by the strong wind, and hung on his shoulders.

When the moving image is born, you can ask for it.

Daoist Xu Gan stared at Chu Qianli, his mind moved slightly, and suddenly he raised his eyebrows, and said, "Is that a friend of Twilight Star?"

"Students who came to be a guest at home."

Shao Daochang's eyes were slightly deep, he took off the bamboo leaves on his shoulders and let out a soft sigh.

"Why does the Taoist sigh?"

"Premature death."

The death of a minor is called premature death. If there is such a fate, it is difficult to live past twenty.

In the studio, Chu Qianli and Qiu Qingkong looked at the clothes on the stage, and they all exclaimed and circled their dresses.

Classic style stand-up collar, slightly retracted palace cuffs, detailed and complicated skirt, the upper body is made of supple silk-like material, with low-key fine flash in the light, and the skirt is dark as night, with a waist at the connection with the upper body design.

From the design point of view, it is quite cumbersome, but due to the elegant color matching, it is not exaggerated to wear it out.

"Is this light gray? Or light purple?" Chu Qianli touched the fabric of her jacket. She carefully distinguished the low-saturation colors, and exclaimed, "It really looks like clothes that the world knows how to make."

"Is this a Lo skirt in the three pits? But it feels like you can wear it normally?" Qiu Qingkong asked in surprise, "I wanted to say last time, you always do this kind of dress."

Talking about the gloves made by Twilight Star last time are like gothic accessories, not warm wool gloves at all.

Tan Muxing explained entangledly: "The main thing I used to do is also the same, so I said not to take it."

Chu Qianli had seen the clothes made by Tan Muxing for the dolls, and they were basically beautiful and complicated skirts. He certainly doesn't make ordinary clothes for dolls, and the various designs he makes are naturally not routine.

Chu Qianli and Qiu Qingkong were circling around their skirts. They touched left and right to look at them. They studied the materials of the clothes, and they discussed them in twitter.

Talking about the design of Muxing Xing was discussed, he is a little embarrassed now, and said embarrassedly: "If you feel that the style is not suitable for you, it doesn't matter if you really don't take it."

The two of them were still exploring the dresses. Qiu Qingkong looked at the stage, then pulled Chu Qianli over, thinking about it: "It seems a bit inappropriate."

Talking about Muxing: "Yes, she doesn't usually wear this type. I still don't know how to design everyday clothes. Let's make up another one this year, and next year..."

Chu Qianli wondered: "Isn't it inappropriate? The usual clothes are bought by my mother. I haven't worn them yet."

Qiu Qingkong stretched out his hand and gestured: "I mean the size is not suitable, it seems to be a little bigger!"

"It's really like this." Chu Qianli stood behind the dress, and she folded it on the stage. "It's really a bit big. Let him change it?"

Qiu Qingkong looked around, she pulled out a tape measure from the side, and waved to Chu Qianli: "Teacher, come over, I'll measure it for you."

The two suddenly became busy in the studio. Qiu Qingkong used a tape measure to measure the shoulder width and other data for Chu Qianli, and he also wrote it down on a piece of paper nearby.

Tan Muxing was unable to intervene at all, he froze on the side, weakly reminding: "Wait, this is actually my studio..."

After Chu Qianli and Qiu Qingkong entered the house, they swaggered to occupy the place, revealing the ease of wandering in their own home.

The two of them finished fiddling with the objects in the house, and told Twilight Star to change the size, and they did not forget to sigh with emotion.

Chu Qianli looked at the people stand in the corner, then saw the buttons stored in the cabinet, and said in amazement: "There are rooms in the rich people's home that are used to make clothes?"

Qiu Qingkong: "You can have a special room for making clothes. Do you also have a special room for rice planting?"

"There is no room dedicated to growing rice..." Tan Muxing whispered, "Rice is grown in the ground. Rice is not suitable for growing here, but there is a watermelon field behind the yard."

Chu Qianli patted Qiu Qingkong on the shoulder, and comforted: "It's sloppy, and it's shown again. Some people don't plant the land, and some of them are watermelon fields!"

Qiu Qingkong said angrily: "I don't envy the watermelon field. Can my family still lack melons if they are engaged in the media?"

Talking about Muxing: "...this melon is not another melon."

The three chatted in the studio for a long time, and when they heard the news of thunderstorms, they hurriedly prepared to take the car home.

Qiu Qingkong took the first car and left first, and Chu Qianli took the second car and left.

Chu Qianli was eating and taking in the compound today. She was holding a pink gift box in one hand and a wooden jewelry box in the other. She looked back at Tan Muxing who had given her away, and smiled: "I won't say thank you to you today. NS."

Tan Muxing didn't understand what he said, so he subconsciously replied: "Ah, no need..."

Chu Qianli shook her head. She moved into the car and looked at him through the window, with a cheerful tone: "Wait for you to change the skirt and send it to me, and then come to receive thanks!"

Tan Muxing said helplessly: "Don't you like gold more? Skirts are not as valuable as gold."

"I do like valuables, but to me, it doesn't make sense to be worthless." Chu Qianli tilted his head and said, "You made the skirt."

"Compared to gold, you prefer to make skirts, that's enough."

Talking about Muxing was taken aback.

After Chu Qianli waved goodbye to him, he slowly retracted his hand from the car window. The car carrying her started and disappeared at the end of the road.

Tan Muxing watched her leave, he chuckled and returned to the courtyard.

The rain came extremely fast in the suburbs. The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, like black waves rolling, and they were gloomyly pressed down in a flash.

Talking about Twilight Star putting away the things in the glass tea room, he decided to return to the studio before the rain, and focus on changing the dress for the rest of the time.

The ancient rhyme corridor connects all parts of the compound. First, there is a drizzle in the courtyard, and then the raindrops get bigger and bigger, crackling on the roof, and then there is a rain curtain.

The bamboo bush was hit by the heavy rain and stood upright in the heavy rain.

Tan Muxing walked through the corridor alone, and suddenly saw the familiar Taoist robe at the end, suddenly feeling a dream of returning to his childhood.

"Good Daoist." Tan Muxing met an acquaintance, he shifted his eyes uncomfortably, and finally stopped to say hello.

Taoist Xu said with a smile: "Twilight Star, long time no see, I have something to tell you."

Pale lightning splits the sky, instantly stabbing Tan Mu Xing's eyes.

He watched the veteran lips move slightly, and then he showed a panic expression, followed by the thunder of thunder.

His ears were numb, he was not sure whether it was caused by the thunder, or because of what the Daoist said.

"what did you say?"

"That friend of yours is a premature death. People have innate destiny and acquired fortune." Taoist Xu Gan said regretfully. "She has talents that can reach the sky and the earth. The so-called wisdom is bound to perish, and the poor can not be saved. ."

Tan Muxing was stunned at this time. He was rarely aroused and subconsciously argued: "Impossible..."

"Her level is not below the poor Dao, I'm afraid I knew about it a long time ago." Xu Gandao looked sad, "I just know it, so I can't hide it."

Once people know the news in advance, hints will follow.

Because Chu Qianli's talent is far superior to everyone, she knows the result best, and she can't even deceive herself. No one can count her, but she is not a god.

Tan Muxing was only dizzy. The many details he had suspected at this moment were like grains of sand on the bottom of the river being rushed up by heavy rain.

[Is the graduation certificate useful? ]

[I’ll take another one thousand and ten thousand life and death hexagrams and it’s okay, otherwise, why would I tell you that I’m number one in the world? ]

[It’s probably not a good thing to have magic. ]

No wonder she said that there is nothing to be happy about birthdays. In what mood did she say this?

She is the number one astrologer in the world, or the number one liar in the world.

Facing the desperate talk about Muxing, Taoist Chief Xu said slowly: "If she has been living in Taoist temple since she was born, she may be able to break this fate by other means, but she also cannot escape the five evils and three shortcomings."

"The way of heaven is clear, the cycle of cause and effect, there will be gains and losses." Taoist Xu sighed and persuaded, "Twilight Star, don't contact her anymore."

"…why?"

"I can't save her, you can't save her, and she doesn't even know how to save herself." Taoist Xu said, "You are a pure-hearted child, and I can't bear to look at you in the future..."

Tan Muxing hears the words like a heartfelt initiation, if he continues to accompany her, the ending will be nothing more than watching her disappear.

Tan Muxing trembled: "How long is there?"

"There are only two or three years left."

Tan Muxing was silent, but his fingers trembled.

"Pan Dao knows what you are thinking. Your encounter with her is the beginning of a turning point and a source of suffering. If you don't meet her, you will be safe and prosperous in your life. You may not have great achievements, but you will definitely have nothing to worry about, but If you insist on walking with her, there will only be more pain in the future."

"You will achieve a different good fortune, but there will also be countless difficult moments, maybe there is no result yet."

"It's painful enough now, will there be only a lot more in the future?" Tan Muxing laughed at himself miserably, he shook his head, "I never thought about the result."

He has always been obedient and following the trend, always feeling that it is better to hold on to the present, and never think about the future.

Tan Muxing smiled bitterly: "Dao Master, I'm sorry, I still don't like these, even if this is what she is best at, I still can't like it..."

"You said her level is not below yours, right? So I don't believe what you say, I don't believe a word, I only believe what she said."

Dao Xu was silent for a moment. He didn't get annoyed, but calmly said: "Twilight Star, Pan Dao can't make decisions for you, but if you continue, you may have to use things you dislike."

Tan Muxing was stunned.

"Poverty Dao has caused a big mistake. It was that you heard this in the past, and the three generations were jealous of generals and Taoists." Taoist Xugan pondered for a long time and explained, "This does not mean that all killing karma is wrong, but everything is wrong. Too much is not enough, if the world is the future, sooner or later it will cause disaster, just like your friend."

"If the killing karma you have brought up in exchange for good results, then maybe the two will cancel out. If you are really heinous, you won't be born into a family talker. It's just repeated and repeated. There are always times when you can't control it. What can be done is to stop before the peak and converge on one's own edge, so as to preserve the strength."

Life and death are complex karma. Talking about Twilight Star I will reap good results, it does not mean that other generations will be able to do so. The continuous accumulation will turn into hidden thunder, which will be detonated by the heaven one day.

What Taoist Xu did not say was that the one who talked about Twilight Star might have been annihilated was the number one.

Those who know the destiny can guide others astray, and they can also lead people astray. There are two sides to everything, good or bad cannot be determined by man, only by the way of heaven.

"You have indeed reduced your edge over the years, even overcorrected, and made your family worry about your health." Taoist Xu said apologized, "This is the fault of the impoverished Dao, and the cause and effect of the impoverished Dao."

Tan Muxing is too repulsive of innate power, forcibly suppressing it, and naturally externalizes his body shape.

"If you insist on walking with her, this power may be able to protect her from disaster, but you still can't change her fate. If there is a way of life, she can only rely on her."

The Taoist leader said in a deep voice: "In a year, there will be a hard-to-find Pandao conference. Maybe you will meet someone who is more capable than the poor Tao. You might as well go and see, maybe there will be good luck."

Tan Muxing hurriedly asked: "But how do I get there?"

"No hurry, she will know when the time is right," Xu Gandao said with a smile, "Pan Dao was the same."

Tan Muxing seemed to understand but he did not understand, he thanked Taoist Xu Gan and said goodbye to him politely.

"You are welcome, this is what the poor Dao owes you."

Tan Muxing still wanted to explain, but the old Dao smiled and left.

The torrential rain is still going down, and the road leader to the main road, holding an umbrella in one hand, disappears in the rain curtain and is nowhere to be seen.

When Tan Muxing returned to the studio, he saw the dress on the stage and finally bowed uncontrollably.

The rain outside the window was pattering, knocking on the doors and windows of the compound.

Warm tears fell on the ground.

When talking about Twilight Star, I always felt that there would be no conflict if there was no dispute, and there would be no dispute if there was no dispute. He doesn't dare to expect too much, he always thinks that it is better to hold on to the happiness of the moment.

She will have a colorful future. Maybe she still had contact with him at that time, maybe she would meet better people, and slowly drift away from him.

He will be a little sad, but he won't regret it, at least she is still living well.

But life turns out to be so bitter, and it's so difficult to be happy.

People just want to hold everything they have, and they have to do their best, but you can't help it.

He now thoroughly understands the card of fools.

The optimistic fool is walking towards the cliff, but he does not know that he is on the verge of danger, that is the real world.

A few days later, Chu Qianli received a call from Tan Mu Xing. The two met outside and she received her new dress.

Seeing her eyes shining, Tan Muxing couldn't help but smile, and suddenly remembered something, she was inexplicably sad.

He veiled to one side, adjusted his emotions quickly, and looked back as usual.

Chu Qianli fiddled with her clothes reluctantly. She looked radiant and surprised. She carefully took it back into the dust bag and praised: "It's not bad. I didn't expect it to be so fast. Then I can bring it back to the village."

Tan Mu Xing said in surprise: "I'm going back to the village so soon? Will my family accompany you?"

"Without their company, I can go by myself, and it won't take a long time." Chu Qianli raised his chin triumphantly, "I am already an adult."

Tan Muxing was actually an adult earlier than her, but he was inexplicably troubled when he heard this, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer. He hesitated: "...otherwise I will go with you?"

Chu Qianli was taken aback: "Why?"

Tan Muxing stammered: "Support and support the local tourism industry?"

"There is no tourism in our village."

Tan Muxing confessed: "Go yourself a bit dangerous, or call your parents..."

Tan Muxing now always feels that Chu Qianli has a difficult path ahead, and social news can't be restrained from appearing in his mind.

Chu Qianli saw his thoughts through, and she yelled dissatisfiedly: "Our village is not that village! You people in the city always wear colored glasses. Now the rural areas are rich and developed. Don't always have stereotypes. They are still advanced and civilized villages. Woolen cloth!"

Tan Muxing asked hesitantly: "Then what do you usually eat in the village?"

Chu Qianli thought for a moment, then recalled: "Boiled cabbage, boiled eggs, boiled porridge?"

Tan Muxing was even more suspicious, and said in confusion, "...rich products?"

"That's because my grandpa and I are lazy, and it has nothing to do with the village!" Chu Qianli argued anxiously after being defeated by the general. "Others are good at cooking, but they are rich in products, even the stars are brighter than the city. It's all good inside!"

Seeing that she has such a sense of honor in the village, Tan Muxing nodded his head in a good temper, seeing that she had such a sense of honor in the village.

Chu Qianli has been perfunctory: "..."

She was very embarrassed. She did not expect that her laziness would discredit the village. She became angry and said: "No, you have to go there. I will show the young master in the city. The starry sky in the village is no worse than your courtyard. Let’s eat some local soil. specialty…"

After Tan Mu Xing heard this, he asked what the local specialty was, but Chu Qianli couldn't tell.

"Don't ask questions about things, you will have them if you go!" Chu Qianli said anxiously, "Don't urge, don't urge, you're editing it."

"..."

According to Tan Muxing's conventional knowledge of Chu Qianli, he was a little afraid of the first meal in the village, the special dish he served was called "Boiled Stars".