Zuzi just laughed, "Maybe it’s not that the Tarot is inaccurate, it depends on who’s doing the reading."
Xi Rubao stuck out her tongue and suddenly rembered her casual prediction about rain was also because she was playing cards with her fans on the live stream. Feeling a bit embarrassed, she said, "Yeah, last ti you just looked at the Tarot card layout and knew what it predicted, but you had never seen Tarot before. It’s amazing."
Zuzi lazily said, "The essence of prediction rules is naturally the sa. But the Western thods are quite tedious; it’s better to study the things left by our ancestors seriously."
Xi Rubao nodded in agreent, "I think so too. You know, the Tarot cards have all kinds of variations, different decks, various functions, all sorts of separate schools, unlike the Eight Diagram passed down from our ancestor, which can transform into thousands of forms!"
Zuzi suddenly corrected her earnestly, "The Eight Diagram wasn’t created by our ancestor."
Xi Rubao was taken aback, scratching her little braid, finally rembering, "Oh right, the Eight Diagram was created by Emperor Fu Xi, cough cough cough..."
With the topic reaching here, Zuzi suddenly lost interest, "Let’s go, it’s ti for your al, little Herbal Fish."
Though the ancestor might not eat, the herbal fish still needs to be fed well.
On the way to the cafeteria.
Passing by the parking lot, a seemingly familiar scene appeared once again!
Sun Wei and his group were surrounding Fan Xiaochuan in a corner where a minibus was parked, punching and kicking him:
"You thought your sneak attack last ti would leave taking the loss quietly?"
"So what, even if I don’t open my mouth, the academy teachers will speak up. Didn’t you obediently give up your spot? Is throwing a tantrum any use?"
"Oh wow, without those two pesky girls, you’re pretending to be scared again, right? Weren’t you acting manly enough that day? Do you want to impress them being so brave?"
"If you’ve got the guts, try hitting with a brick again!"
At this mont, Fan Xiaochuan was being pinned down by two other boys, and given his delicate and frail state, he couldn’t muster any strength even if he tried.
Last ti was a struggle to succeed with a sneak attack; now, he was completely at their rcy.
This ti, maybe once the others had vented enough, they’d let him go?
So he bit his lip, staying silent. Taking the beating without a word was his greatest resistance.
His face was knocked to one side.
His vision a little blurred, he seed to see that fiery girl wearing blue just like last ti, rushing over from a distance, shouting, "Damn, damn, damn, you jerk! Bullying my people while I’m not around!"
Fan Xiaochuan gave a bitter smile.
He must be hallucinating from the beating.
He actually saw Xi Rubao.
After blinking hard, as he raised his head, he saw a piece of white floating in front of him: "What a coincidence, the ancestor happens to be here."
The next second.
The palm Sun Wei swung down landed on his own face!
Sun Wei went berserk, "You two jinxes! This ti I won’t let you off!"
Xi Rubao waved the picture on her phone, "I won’t let you off either. I’ve already sent these pictures of you bullying classmates twice to the educational office. If they don’t handle you, I’ll go live and make you famous on the internet!"
Sun Wei stared at Xi Rubao’s phone, thinking of how to snatch the phone while sneering, "Ha, don’t think your little trick is so clever. I have my reasons for hitting him, and I’m not afraid of you exposing it. You don’t know, do you? He’s a murderer now, killed his own mother. Such scum, anyone can beat him!"
Xi Rubao paused, "Murderer?"
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