The forced marriage failed, but the poor boy turned around to exorcise demons and save people

Chapter 65 Fate cannot be changed

"The general direction is determined, but we can't completely say that the fate is dead." Tang Matchmaker thought for a while and said.

Qiao Mu was thoughtful.

Seeing that Qiao Mu didn't understand, Tang Matchmaker took out Song Zhiqing's horoscope. Because the year and day were in conflict with Song Zhiqing's horoscope, it was reflected that his father died early. Looking back at the month and day There is a mutually reinforcing relationship between them. There are more mutually reinforcing relationships than mutual restraints in the horoscope, and there are gods and evil spirits on each pillar. These are all related to knowledge, which means that he will gradually get better in the later period, and he will have great achievements based on knowledge. as.

From the moment everyone is born, the horoscopes accompany them throughout their lives. Correspondingly, the changes in years, months and days are related to luck. Everyone has good luck every ten years and a small luck every three years. When the big luck comes, good things will turn into bad things and bad things will happen. It will be fine too.

Therefore, fate is not completely dead. It originally has a framework, but there is luck the day after tomorrow, and luck is alive. Therefore, fate and luck are connected together to become an unpredictable destiny that changes all the time.

Of course, fate is indeed determined. No matter how good your luck is, you will get as much wealth as you are destined to have. You will get as much official luck as you are destined to, and no one can change this fate.

But again, fate and luck are connected together. It cannot be said that how many things a person has in his life or how many things he will have if he does nothing, but that he has many things in his life, but he can only get them if he works hard.

It's like a person who has very good financial luck and brings hundreds of thousands of gold and silver in his life. If this person waits at home every day, how will he get the money?
Therefore, the strange thing about life is that no matter what kind of life it is, only if you experience it and take the initiative to obtain it will you get what you have in your life. Otherwise, everything is just idle talk.

Qiao Mu slowly digested Matchmaker Tang's words.The patter of rain outside was like beads, wrapped in the cold wind and hitting her body. Qiao Mu slowly fell into deep thought.

It turns out that this is the so-called fate: "So can fate be changed?"

Tang Matchmaker shook her head: "You can't change it. Changing your destiny is against the laws of nature. If you forcefully change it, you will definitely suffer backlash. Generally, masters who know magic will not do such stupid things."

"In other words, it can still be changed." Qiao Mu asked again.

"It's not easy. Changing it is going against nature and harming others and yourself." Tang Matchmaker looked a little serious: "If you learn these things, don't help others change their lives." If you change it, the final result will still be back. In the original ending, neither the person who helped change his life nor the person whose life was changed would have a good ending, and the consequences would be tragic.

Qiao Mu nodded. She would not take such a risk and act against nature.She knows that the rules of heaven exist, and she knows the consequences of violating them better than others.

"But we often say that one fate, two luck and three feng shui, once our destiny is determined, we can also change our luck. If our luck is good, everything will get better gradually. In this case, our destiny may deviate from the original trajectory without realizing it. "

"How do you say that?"

"For example, if a person's fate is bad, but if he changes his luck, his luck will improve and many things will go smoothly. If things go smoothly and he is in a good mood, the ending may be better. As for changing his luck, it is also a troublesome thing. , the most direct thing is to ask for a good luck charm, or to do more good deeds.”

"As for Feng Shui, it refers to the placement of furniture in a room at home. Proper placement will have the effect of boosting luck. Of course, poor placement can also undermine the owner."

"Just like your Yin Gathering Formation outside, right?" Qiao Mu's eyes fell on the water tank that was constantly overflowing.

"Yes, this is also Feng Shui and the arrangement in my house. This is for making money." Tang Matchmaker said, pointing to a small Pixiu at the door.Then she pointed to other things and introduced them one by one: "This is to ward off disasters..."

It was a mahogany sword hanging on the back of the door.

"This time, it played a big role. This is the second one. The first one prevented my death that day." Of course, she had not yet reached the end of her life, so she spared her life.Otherwise, even if you have Yangshou, you will not be able to survive this time.

Qiao Mu looked carefully and asked Matchmaker Tang some questions. Matchmaker Tang answered very carefully. Qiao Mu also learned a lot today.She was becoming more and more interested in these.

Before we knew it, it was already noon, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Matchmaker Tang looked at it and said, "I have an umbrella here. Take it and go back early. The rain will be heavier later." After all, she knew a little about this. She looked at the weather and roughly calculated the intensity of the next rain, so Know whether the rain will be heavy or light, and when it will stop.

"Okay, goodbye Granny Tang." Qiao Mu took the umbrella and was about to leave. When she went out, she found Song Zhiqing appearing in the distance holding an umbrella.

The continuous raindrops are like silk threads, making it difficult to see what is ahead. It feels dim and hazy, and his figure becomes clear little by little. He is holding a paper umbrella and seems to be holding something in his other hand. Walking towards her from far and near.

Qiao Mu saw that his fingers were slender and had clear joints, just like the umbrella bones, reflecting clearly.

Holding the umbrella of Tang Matchmaker's house, Qiao Mu blinked. The raindrops on the ground turned into small bubbles one after another, slowly splashing on the corners of her skirt. When she raised her eyes, Song Zhiqing had already approached, with a faint look on her face. Smile: "Just in time."

Only then did Qiao Mu see clearly what was in his hand.

"I brought you some thick clothes to wear outside. It's a bit cold today." The heat of summer was swept away by the rain, and the air-conditioning of autumn came lightly.

"I also said it was raining heavily, so you came to pick them up." Matchmaker Tang looked at the two people under the eaves and smiled.

Qiao Mu put on thick clothes, and Song Zhiqing took the umbrella from her hand and went in and gave it to Matchmaker Tang.

None of the farmers are rich. They only have one umbrella at home, and some even don’t have one.Tang Matchmaker is alone at home all year round and doesn't prepare a few extra umbrellas, so it is better to give them back to Tang Matchmaker. After all, the rain will not stop for a while, and Tang Matchmaker is afraid of stopping when using them.

Tang Matchmaker smiled and took the umbrella: "If it rains heavily tomorrow, there is no need to come over. I have been talking a lot recently, so please remember it carefully."

"Okay, Granny Tang, let's go..."

"Wait a minute..." Tang Matchmaker quickly entered the room again and came out with a thin booklet in her hand: "This is what I wrote down when I was reading or going out to do things. Take a look at it. I don't know the words. Let Zhiqing tell you."

"Thank you!" Qiao Mu felt warm in her heart. Matchmaker Tang had been trying her best to teach her.

"Thank you for what you are doing? Come on, hurry up and leave. Just return it to me after you finish reading it."

After speaking, Tang Matchmaker waved her hand and closed the door.

On the way, Qiao Mu put the book in her arms. Song Zhiqing grabbed her cold hand and tilted the umbrella over her head.

The rain was dripping, and the corners of Qiao Mu's skirt were soaked, but she felt the warm breath of the person next to her. They were very close again.

(End of this chapter)