A master of comedy!

Chapter 161 The Sixty-Four Hexagrams
Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the energy of the tortoise shell suddenly diminished, and then it began to shake violently, with the sound of copper coins clashing echoing within.

The Bagua pattern on the tortoise shell instantly became clear, radiating a dazzling light and flowing around.

Qian represents Heaven, Kun represents Earth, Water and Thunder (屯), Mountain and Water (蒙)...

The whole process lasted for a few breaths, after which the tortoise shell spat out three copper coins and then vanished into light and shadow.

A message flooded into Zhou Sheng's mind.

"The hexagram is 'Qian' above and 'Xun' below, which is the hexagram 'Tianfeng Gou'."

“Gou means encounter, the soft meets the hard, and it signifies romance.”

Zhou Sheng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze somewhat strange.

The new ability of the Luoshu is called the Sixty-Four Hexagrams, which covers many aspects such as fortune and misfortune, marriage and funerals. Although it is still divination, it is completely different from predicting the future.

Traditional fortune-telling involves predicting unknown matters and forecasting one's fate.

The sixty-four hexagrams of the Luoshu (洛书) are used to forcibly change an individual's destiny based on the hexagrams.

For example, the hexagram he just divined, Tianfeng Gou, signifies romance, which means that he will definitely have good luck with women in the coming day...

If his divination indicates good fortune, then even if he stays at home and does nothing, he will still receive a windfall.

To alter destiny and reverse fortune.

As the saying goes, first is fate, second is luck, third is feng shui, fourth is accumulating good deeds, and fifth is studying.

Fate and fortune are paramount, yet the sixty-four hexagrams of the Luo Shu were able to forcibly alter his destiny, which can only be described as defying the will of Heaven.

Of course, this divination can only affect him, and it can only last for one day.

If you want to continue this divination after today, you will need to expend ten times the energy of casting a new divination.

"It sounds so mystical, can it really forcibly change one's fate?"

Zhou Sheng still had some doubt in his eyes.

The divination had just been performed, and it had consumed quite a bit of energy, making him feel a little pained. Let's see how effective it is.

Yes, he would never admit that he felt even a tiny bit of excitement deep down.

Romantic luck...

Could I encounter a beautiful female ghost knocking on the door? Just like in A Chinese Ghost Story.

Or perhaps it was a story about an injured white fox being chased by hunting dogs, whom he rescued, only to have the fox transform into a beautiful fox spirit who wanted to repay his kindness…

One after another, the erotic tales from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio flashed through his mind, making it impossible for the exhausted Zhou Sheng to fall asleep for a while.

I tossed and turned for a long time before finally drifting off to sleep.

In my dream, it seemed as if I had truly met a beautiful woman with skin as smooth as cream and lips like flower petals, bathing in warm water, her face veiled by a light gauze, appearing and disappearing indistinctly.

Zhou Sheng, his mind wandering, yanked off her veil, wanting to see her face clearly.

Is she the heroic and valiant Yaotai Feng, or the elegant and refined Jinse, like the pure white snow of spring?

A fragrant veil slowly drifted down, revealing a face without features, eerie and terrifying.

She handed him a blood-dripping calligraphy brush, as if asking him to paint her skin.

……

With a rooster's crow, Zhou Sheng was jolted awake from his dream, his heart pounding.

I had a nightmare.

I thought it was "A Chinese Ghost Story" or "Xiao Cui", but it turned out to be "Painted Skin". Can this be called good luck in love?

Garbage Sixty-Four Hexagrams!

Thinking this, Zhou Sheng turned around to get up and practice his martial arts, but as he turned over, he realized something was wrong.

A subtle fragrance wafted from the bedding.

A strand of silky black hair lay on the pillow, like a stream formed from moonlight, winding through his arms.

In an instant, Zhou Sheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Holy crap, Luo Shu is awesome!
Is this the power of the sixty-four hexagrams? Luo Shu, you didn't go out and grab a woman and put her on my bed in the middle of the night while I was asleep, did you?
Is it really that efficient?

Luo Shu (×)
Zhou Sheng was completely shocked and didn't dare to move for a long time. It took him a while to muster up the courage to look at the woman's face.

Beneath her disheveled black hair, the woman's face resembled a newly blossoming udumbara flower. Her eyelashes trembled slightly in the morning light, and a touch of rouge on her lips was like a rosy cloud dripping from the tip of a celestial brush.

His breath was like smoke rising from a purple palace, like blue lotus mixed with snow vapor, filling the tent with a misty haze.

Zhou Sheng's eyes flashed, and he immediately became serious and vigilant.

No, this woman... has such a high level of cultivation!

He opened his Dharma Eye, but he couldn't see through the other person's depth at all, and even felt as if he were facing his master.

His opponent's skill level far surpassed his!

Perhaps sensing his gaze, the mysterious and highly skilled woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

His dark pupils resembled a swirling galaxy, with faint glimmers of light appearing and disappearing like stars.

Have you seen enough?

Seeing Zhou Sheng's alarmed expression, the woman remained calm and composed. She smiled sweetly, teased him, and then gracefully sat up on the bed, stretching lazily.

The silk fabric slid down as if it were alive, revealing snow-white, translucent skin, like a jade sculpture.

She was only wearing a thin silk nightgown.

Who are you? Why are you in my bed?

Despite the woman's stunning beauty and alluring charm, Zhou Sheng was not blinded by her allure. Instead, he immediately mobilized Ya Zi, ready to strike at any moment.

A lucky streak in love can also turn into a calamity.

Hearing his question, the woman smiled sweetly, then kicked off the blankets on the bed. Her slender feet under her snow-white gauze skirt resembled two delicate white lotus flowers, her toes slightly curled up like orchids.

In an instant, an astonishing allure swept over her; the woman seemed to radiate an irresistible glow from head to toe, stirring a strange heat within one's heart.

Her soft chuckle was like a cat's paw gently scratching at my heart, a ticklish, tingling sensation.

"This face of mine was painted by my lord himself. Don't you... like it?"

Zhou Sheng was shocked, his expression revealing astonishment, and at the same time felt a chill.

Painted Skin Ghost?
Could it be that the underworld is impatient and wants to take action against him ahead of time?
In an instant, Zhou Sheng's mind raced, and he activated the Earth Escape Technique, ready to escape at any moment.

To his surprise, the woman got off the bed and stepped barefoot onto the floor, her feet remaining spotless and clean.

It was as if all filth would automatically avoid those lotus-like bare feet.

"Hehe, just kidding. I'm just scaring you in my dream so you won't do anything naughty."

"Young master... you're not so honest."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Sheng blushed slightly. He had indeed been somewhat reckless in his dream last night. How could he have imagined that the person from his dream would actually come to life?

The woman had her back to Zhou Sheng and stretched out her arms toward the rising sun outside the window.

The next moment, streaks of light intertwined like silk threads, as if a pair of skillful hands were weaving clouds into brocade and weaving the sunset into a garment.

Her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her beautiful dress concealed her delicate, jade-like feet.

A brocade belt cinches her waist, and her long skirt trails on the ground.

The patterns on the skirt are like the golden glow of sunset, or the clear sky after rain.

She slowly turned around, her two jade bell earrings sparkling like stars, and a crescent moon branch like a hairpin automatically coiled her long hair up.

But that stunningly beautiful face was gone, replaced by a mask.

The bones are made of Taishan ebony, the left cheek is painted with bluish-gold, like the condensed blue light on a cold night, and the right cheek is painted with ochre red, like a golden crow leaping over the sea of ​​clouds.

Her allure has vanished, replaced by a sacred and majestic aura, almost divine.

The Jade Maiden of Mount Tai, with a face of exquisite beauty.

It illuminates the stars above and suppresses evil spirits below.

"Bixia Yuanjun greets Ksitigarbha."

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(End of this chapter)