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Chapter 66 Isn’t this a coincidence?
"Are you still thinking about that beggar?" During lunch, Liu Yunxi brought out the newly learned Peiyuan dishes one by one. Seeing that Feng Xue was still distracted while eating, he couldn't help but ask casually.

"Well, it always feels a little strange."

Feng Xue nodded slightly, but did not explain in detail. Although the fact that he could see the remaining lifespan was not a secret that needed to be taken into the coffin, it was pointless to tell it out because only he could see it.

He picked up a piece of eggplant with a hint of medicinal aroma and put it into his mouth. As the effect of the ingestion technique spread, he couldn't help but ask:

"Are you sure that's a living person? And not a corpse, a paper doll, a puppet, or something like that?"

"At least from my perception, yes." Liu Yunxi sighed, stretched out her hand, pinched her delicate nose, and came closer, pointing at the wing of her nose and said:

"Although I don't know the exact mechanism, I can sense heat and temperature here. Living things and dead things have different temperatures, and so do different parts of the body. That person's temperature distribution and other aspects are no different from those of an ordinary person. Even the heat from his breath is the same. If you ask me if he's a master, a human, or disguised, I can't confirm. But from all my perspective, he's a living being."

"That's really outrageous!"

Feng Xue sighed, pinched his brows with a headache, and asked tentatively:
"Then do you know of any living creature that has no concept of lifespan? For example, it dies at birth? Or it can never die?"

"If zombies and ghosts are counted, then yes, but living things... they should only be the legendary immortals who have achieved the status of Yang God, right?"

Speaking of this, Liu Yunxi's hand that was holding the dish suddenly froze, and he said in disbelief:
"Are you saying that the beggar just now was a land-based immortal in the Yangshen realm? But he...ah! Could it be one of those tales the fox fairy grandma used to tell about, where an immortal playing around in the human world disguises himself as a beggar to test his character and then take him in as a disciple?"

"What good are you thinking?" Feng Xue rolled his eyes. Although he had considered the possibility, shouldn't a deity like him beg for wine? Why did he just drink a bowl of porridge and leave? He didn't even leave a hint like "Ten Mile Slope tomorrow night"?
Although Feng Xue wanted to ignore this feeling, his intuition would pop up from time to time. Maybe this was the feeling he felt on a whim?

After thinking it over, Feng Xue knew that if he continued like this, even his meditation at night would be affected, so he forced himself to concentrate on eating lunch.

After dinner, Liu Yunxi washed the dishes and Feng Xue finished his fitness exercises. Without saying much, he saw Liu Yunxi sitting in front of him, looking waiting.

"..." Feng Xue really wanted to say "What are you doing?", but considering that he really intended to do this, he could only say:

"You look like a ring to me."

Feng Xue reached out and grabbed the white snake ring from the smoke and put it on his hand, then walked towards the bird market.

"Mr. Feng!"

"Master Feng!"

"Feng Daoyou!"

Perhaps it was because of his reputation, whenever Feng Xue went out, passersby would stop and greet him. Although he did live in a wealthy area and was well-informed, it was still difficult for him to understand how they could tell him apart.

He didn’t wear a windbreaker today!

"I think you should look in the mirror..."

As if sensing his doubts, Mo Ming's cold voice suddenly appeared in his mind. Seeing that he still didn't quite understand, Mo Ming simply said:

"Don't you notice how different you look from all these people on the street? Even the rich ones? Just look at your face! Even Bai Quinoa isn't as fair as you!"

"So who is Bai Li?" This was not the first time Feng Xue heard this name from Mo Ming. Hearing it again, he couldn't help but become curious.

"As for my original self, the daughter of the prime minister of the previous dynasty, I never left the house... What's with that expression on your face? I've been in this painting for over a hundred years. If I still can't tell her apart from me, I'll be damned, okay?" Feng Xue wanted to say, "But you are a ghost," but after thinking it over, he held it back. However, Mo Ming could obviously sense his emotions and snorted in dissatisfaction, but returned to the original topic.
"Your face is so fair, and it's not the kind of powdered white... How should I put it? It's like you've never seen the wind and frost since you were born. Even the crevices between your fingernails are white!"

"Is that so?" Feng Xue really didn't realize these details before. After all, there were not many people he really dealt with. But after Mo Ming said this, he finally realized it.

He didn't think so before, but after the incident before he traveled through time, known as the Cyber ​​Reconciliation, he truly understood that he was actually a giant baby raised by the country. Compared with a modern developed country, he was a giant baby. Compared with these people in the old society, he was probably like a banished celestial being from heaven, right?
However, this also made him understand why those Xuan cultivators insisted that he was a master even though he had flaws everywhere. The reason was that if he was not a master, it would be impossible for him to have such a face!
After solving a mystery in his heart, Feng Xue suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Although he didn't solve the biggest one, it at least made him understand that the compliments from those Xuan cultivators were not because they didn't understand the problem for the time being.

As he walked out of the wealthy area, Feng Xue saw more passers-by and strings of numbers flashed before his eyes, but he had no intention of turning off his supernatural powers.

Today, that person without longevity had truly frightened him. He absolutely dared not be careless at this moment. Even if there were numbers everywhere, he would still drive the entire way...

"Boiled!"

……

"Zhao, he can really see it! But why?"

At the moment when Feng Xue was suddenly stunned, the face of the demon cultivator who was standing not far from him and was dressed as a rich man also turned dark, because this time, he did not feel the feeling of being swept by an unknown gaze!
In other words, this young man did not rely on magic like the third eye technique to determine that there was something wrong with him.

But this did not make the demon cultivator feel at ease at all, but gave him more headaches, because if he relied on the technique of the Heavenly Eye, as long as he evaded or interfered with the techniques such as the Qi-viewing technique, he could avoid being exposed, and he could even use it to set a trap to trick the opponent.

But the result now is——

The other party didn't rely on any magic, just his naked eyes, and didn't even activate his magic power. He just swept through the crowd and locked onto himself accurately!
Don’t ask why he knows that. If he couldn’t even tell how to focus his vision, he would have been dead hundreds of years ago!
"Oh! I still don't believe it!" The stubborn temper of the demon cultivator came out at this time. It was not a big deal that his proud magic spell was broken. When he was a grandmaster, he was not invincible. If he couldn't win, he could just hide, right?
But the problem is, this young man is now suspected of being his hostage, which is scary, isn't it?

The demon cultivator gritted his teeth, looked at the crowd around him, and decisively gave up on taking action. He twisted his body and went straight into a Yihongyuan on the side of the road.

Feng Xue watched the immortal man enter the brothel. For a moment, it was difficult for him to determine whether he was the beggar during the day. After all, there was a difference in clothing and appearance. Although the body shape was similar, his eyes were not a ruler. Who knew how accurate they were? But if it was really the same person, then it could basically be confirmed that the beggar was in disguise.

After a moment of hesitation, Feng Xue finally decided not to disturb the immortal who had come into the teahouse at noon to appreciate the tea master's skills, and continued walking towards the bird market...

　Some people ask if numerology is just metaphysical, right? So let's talk about the most "metaphysical" numerology.

　　First of all, let's exclude those bluffing scammers and just talk about real skills. Why can we predict destiny by looking at the birth date and eight characters?

　　In fact, it is very simple. It is possible to check which year there was a major disaster and which year there was a good harvest. Based on your age, clothing, and skin condition, we can basically judge your occupation and living conditions. By comparing them, we can roughly know whether you were rich or poor when you were young, whether your family fell into poverty or you have been like this since childhood.

　　Similarly, if you were born in spring, summer, autumn or winter, there would be different situations. For example, if you were born in winter, it is the slack season for farming, there are few people to work and the weather is cold. If it is a disaster year, the poor will probably not survive.

　　But if they are born in autumn, farmers will be able to harvest some food anyway, so the chances of survival will be greater.

　　For example, if you are a businessman and are going on a long journey, and want to ask about your fortune, a fortune teller can judge the weather for the next few days based on astronomical phenomena and the calendar. Based on the direction you are going, he can determine whether you will encounter heavy rain or clear skies. By calculating the weather in the destination, he can roughly know whether you will be successful.

　　Some things are just like that, there is nothing mysterious about them. But if I say so, it would be like destroying my job, so I have to package it.

　　You see, those calculations of heaven's secrets by counting on fingers seem very impressive, but in essence they are using the twelve finger joints to replace the Earthly Branches, and adding up the ten Heavenly Stems to calculate the year, month and season. If you give them an abacus, they might be able to calculate faster than counting on fingers!

　　Of course, this is just a rough outline, and the details would be endless. If you're interested, you can find a book on numerology and read it yourself. Don't just look at the metaphysical interpretations, just compare it with the calendar chronology, and you'll find something different.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)