"What?" Wang Maoru and Ulantuya were surprised. Ulantuya stroked her stomach and said, "He..."

Master Nalan said, "The child in your belly is too aggressive. I can't count you anymore. Oh, forgot, it's all, God's will, God's will."

Wang Maoru and Ulantuya looked at each other, "Is it evil spirit? Could it be that the child is unknown?" Wang Maoru asked.

"No, no, it's not evil spirits, don't worry, you two." However, the more Master Nalan didn't say it, the more confused Wang Maoru was. He smiled and said, "Didn't you show me once in Mongolia that year? Just one look and said that my life is tough, why are you today..."

Master Nalan said: "There are so many branches and forks in life. If you take a wrong step, you will end your life. People's hand patterns and faces are not constant. Generally speaking, the older you are, the more hand patterns you have. People who look at photos like to look at older people. Because such people have more experiences and can tell the past, naturally, people believe in the future. Therefore, the future is the most difficult to calculate. Even if you calculate it, few people will say that they are afraid of being punished by God. Old man, I stepped into the coffin with one foot, so I am not afraid of this." He took another sip of dry tobacco and asked, "Do you know why I don't tell fortunes anymore?"

Ulantuya shook her head, and Wang Maoru frowned and said, "Because the Qing Dynasty is gone?"

"No, no." Master Nalan waved his hand and said negatively: "This has nothing to do with the Qing Dynasty. The more I studied the calculation of Xuanhuang after I was fifty, the more I felt the wonder, and the more I felt that I could see through the secrets of heaven. Those who revealed the secrets of heaven must have their wife and children separated and their families must be destroyed, so I never calculated it for anyone. Even if you asked me, I did not calculate it for you. Recently, my deadline has arrived, and it is not far away..."

"Master. Don't say that." Ulantuya comforted.

Master Nalan said, "Don't advise me, I'm calculating my own qingchu. What I care most about in my life is my little apprentice. In my early years, I had a daughter, the same size as hers, but when the foreign soldiers entered the city during the Gengzi Rebellion, they were killed by stray bullets. When I arrived in Eastern Mongolia, I took Aya as my daughter."

"Master..." Ulantuya cried.

Maybe the old man was in memory. After a while, Master Nalan said, "Hey. When he is old, he started to nag and say why. Today I can only give each of you one hexagram. After the three hexagrams, if it is accurate, please help me prepare for my funeral. The time limit for being a master has arrived."

"Then I won't forget it. No," said Ulantuya.

Master Nalan smiled and said, "You can't help but decide. Even if you don't make the decision, I won't live long. I'll be detained as I see the bullhead and horse faces. I'll help you for the last time." He tried hard to open his turbid eyes, looked at Wang Maoru, and said, "Xiusheng, do you believe in the fate?"

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "I don't know my life either. Maybe I don't believe it. I always think that my life is up to me, not to God."

Master Nalan smiled and said, "People, there are always things to do in this world. People have three points, three levels, and three levels of the upper, middle and lower. The superiors have talent and fate, and can travel through their lives. Medium people have talent and no life, but I am the kind of person who is the most miserable. Lower people have no talent and no life are the most mediocre, but they can also spend their lives timidly. But there is also a kind of person who does not jump out of the five elements in the three realms. I think you belong to this kind of person."

Wang Maoru was stunned. Could it be that he had calculated his identity as traveling through time?

Master Nalan continued, "But even if you are so special, your life path is in line with the cycle of heaven and earth, but I can't calculate it. Okay, I just want to tell you that you think you are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is making the decision. In fact, God has arranged it for you. I'll show you the fortune."

God has arranged it for himself? Including traveling through time by yourself? Wang Maoru unknowingly handed him his hand. Master Nalan watched carefully, and then smiled and said, "Your life has always been good, but it has been unhappy recently. With your scheming, you can get rid of danger. It's just..." He said to Ulantuya, "Girl, go and prepare some wine and meat for me. Xiusheng and I will chat while drinking."

Ulantuya said with a whine and went out, Wang Maoru said, "Master Nalan, what's inconvenient to say?"

"Did you see it? Hahaha, it's worthy of being known as the Nine-tailed Fox." Master Nalan smiled, then looked sad and said, "Xiusheng, I don't know whether this should be said or not."

"Master Nalan is just talking bluntly." Wang Maoru said.

Master Nalan said: "Old man, I'll count you to lose your wife in middle age, and you will be matched with the maid's fetus, and I'm worried..."

"Are you worried that Aya will be unexpected?" Wang Maoru stood up in horror.

Master Nalan nodded and said, "Yes."

Wang Maoru immediately said anxiously: "Does God tell me not to this child?"

"No, no." Master Nalan immediately stopped him, "This child... God is destined. If you cut off the child's life in half, you may be too implicated. Not only you, but also your other children and relatives will be implicated. On the contrary, this child will help your career to be at its peak."

Wang Maoru sighed: "Even if you don't want this career, you must save Aya's life."

Master Nalan nodded with relief and said, "Do you do more good deeds during this period and accumulate good deeds to see if you can block the girl's rush."

Wang Maoru frowned and asked, "When you always talk about this momentum, I still don't understand what momentum it is, whether it is noble, evil spirit, or..."

Master Nalan also said with a puzzled look: "I don't understand what kind of aura it is. It seems that it has nobleness, evil spirits and even more hostile spirits. Therefore, I can't calculate the future of this child in the future. Xiusheng, it is best not to keep him by my side when he is born in the future. His aura is incompatible with you, not only defeating you, but also defeating Jiuer."

Wang Maoru was shocked and said, "You said the child will defeat me?"

Master Nalan nodded and said, "Speaking of the truth, metaphysics emphasizes the mutual generation and restraint of all things. If you are full of evil spirits, you are already above humans. The intangible momentum of the child, I said that I had never seen or heard of it. Therefore, in order to prevent you from incompatible with each other and causing your family to have abortions, I advise you not to keep your child at home and give it to others at the latest by a hundred days, otherwise... things in the world will be unpredictable, and you will defeat your father and mother."

"Resist my father and mother..." Wang Maoru was so upset after hearing this, gritted his teeth and said, "How could my son defeat me?"

Master Nalan's voice was a little weak, as if he was tired, and said lightly: "The tomorrow of man is destined, and the heaven is destined. Whether you believe or not depends on you."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the winter, the sky suddenly burst into thunder, shocking the world and the vastness. Wang Maoru's heart trembled. Could it be that there is a real cause and condition in this world? He said with a little horror: "Master, what should I do..."

"Leave it to others to raise." Master Nalan said, "Everything that I have with you today is against the will of heaven and change my fate. Alas, the deadline is approaching, the deadline is approaching. Xiusheng, remember, remember."

"Yes, Master Nalan." Wang Maoru said with some concern.

Master Nalan held Zong Ou's hand and looked carefully. After a while, he smiled and said, "This silly boy is safe and sound all his life. You don't have to worry. Even if you throw him into the cannibal, this boy can survive, but he doesn't have much success. I see that his face is a filial child, be honest, don't let him enter the officialdom in the future. His temperament is too honest and easily deceived and murdered."

Wang Maoru nodded and said, "This child Zongou is really honest. Among the few children, he is the most honest."

Master Nalan laughed and said, "Xiusheng, remember what I said today, remember, remember."

"Yes, Master Nalan."

Master Nalan stretched out and said, "I felt sore after sitting for a while. Help me lie down and light a big cigarette for me." Wang Maoru put Master Nalan flat, then lit a big cigarette for him silently, handed it over, and said, "Master Nalan, Master, I'll do it." Master Nalan did not respond. Wang Maoru shook his lightly, but found that Master Nalan's body was cold. When he lit his breathing, he had already lost his breath.

"Master, the wine and food are ready. Your favorite pig ears and the knife outside the gate. What's going on outside? There's thunder in the middle of winter. Do you think it's wrong? Master, tell me, why does it cause thunder in the winter?" Ulantuya walked in excitedly with the wine and food. Suddenly, she saw Wang Maoru's sad face and said, "What's wrong with Xiusheng?"

Wang Maoru held Master Nalan's hand, raised his head, and a line of tears fell down, saying, "Master Nalan, the immortal is gone."

"Clang..."

The wine and food fell to the ground, and Ulantuya staggered over, hugging Master Nalan's thin body and burst into tears. Wang Maoru stroked Wulantuya's back and comforted him, and at the same time he was worried about Ulantuya. Because Ulantuya is Master Nalan's only relative, Master Nalan's funeral was also organized by Wang Maoru. Not many people came. The old man met when he was young, all the people were bannermen, and now most of them were no longer there, and the living was even worse. Moreover, Wang Maoru didn't know who Master Nalan knew, so he didn't handle it very much. He was buried in the western suburbs of Beijing, with thirteen big words "To my teacher Nalan Haisheng, and to the disciple Ulantuya" engraved on it.

Ulantuya pointed to the tombstone and said to Wang Maoru, "Xiusheng, if I die, I will be buried next to my master. The master has brought me up since he was a child and treats me better than me. In my heart, he is my mama. If I die in the future, I will be buried next to my mama."
Chapter completed!