Chapter 3 The Third Hexagram

Standing there for two deep breaths, his heartbeat became more and more violent. Lu Yao felt very tired. He couldn't stop this feeling of "little deer bumping around", so he had to turn the direction, walked to the table in the corner of the wall a few steps, took out three coins from his backpack, put them in his palm, shook them six times, and scattered them directly onto the table.

"Xun Gua, Fengtian Xiaoji? Southeast... Southwest?" Lu Yao stared at the hexagram with his brows frowned, "Man-made disasters, blood, evil, what a mess? What a tragedy? The hexagram plate can still bleed..."

He always felt that the hexagram was teasing himself. He clenched his hand into a fist and knocked his eyebrows. The more he looked, the more anxious he became. Speaking of which, Lu Yao had never missed his hand since he was a child, but he could not escape the fate of turning it into issues related to the hexagram.

Two years ago, when the hexagram was lost, he raised the hexagram with full confidence, and the hexagram was also very cooperative, clearly showing that his natal hexagram was in the southeast. At that time, he believed in this hexagram and embarked on the road of no return from then on.

In the past two years, he was led by the direction of the hexagrams, and basically visited all the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland. He took pictures of A-level scenic spots in various places, and he had no money on his body, but he didn't even see the shadow of the hexagram.

It was a milestone insult to his fortune-telling career!

The heartbeat was still so fast. Lu Yao decided not to look at the hexagram. He closed his eyes and calmed down, preparing to walk the path of meditation - when the hexagram was obscured by too many factors, meditation can respond to emergency response, and a hexagram master's sixth sense is still quite reliable.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, a plate of fried rice full of eggs appeared in front of him.

Lu Yao swallowed his saliva and opened his eyes, and was a little confused - the fried rice was eaten in the morning, and the delicious food made him savor it all day long, so does this mean that the natal hexagram is near, or does it just reflect the fact that he is hungry?

But there was no better way at the moment. Lu Yao recalled the route he came here in the morning and was about to set off. He ran two steps and fell back, putting the three coins on the table into his bag.

The summer evening was not cool, and the sun set, but the wind seemed to be filled with fire, blowing on the skin and it was so hot. Lu Yao got off the bus and looked up at the sky, feeling that it would definitely rain soon, and the speed under his feet was getting faster - he had not recovered yet, and it would be too sad to get another rain.

After running for a while based on his intuition, Lu Yao stopped to take a breath and suddenly heard a fighting sound. He subconsciously walked a few steps along the corner of the wall, stopped at the turn, looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and found that it was a one-on-one group match. There was probably a dozen people fighting around one person, and the battle was very fierce.

After observing the wall for a few seconds, Lu Yao almost jumped up - didn't the person who was beaten just picked him up and kindly gave him a plate of fried rice benefactor?

At this moment, he saw the dawn of repaying kindness.

However, before Lu Yao could come up with any wonderful ideas, he saw a man who was beaten to the ground standing up staggeringly, holding a knife with a strange shape in his hand. He quickly realized that the other party was going to attack. Without time to think about it, Lu Yao threw out the things he was holding in his hand.

However, after the action of "swalking out" was completed, he realized that what he threw out turned out to be a coin - the only two left after taking the bus, totaling one or five cents.

At this moment, Lu Yao's heart was very complicated. He didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for the two coins that went with the wind, or lamenting his sad life without a penny. However, the coins had miraculous effects, and somehow hit the attacker's eye. The other party screamed out in pain and was exposed directly, and was kicked back to the ground by Xuan Ge.

In this case, Lu Yao was also exposed and was soon counted within the sphere of influence of the few people. He was not ready to drag him down and rushed forward very simply.

Xuan Ge had a wound on his head, and blood flowed down, making his eyes a little unclear. So after he looked for a while, he could tell who was rushing over. He shook his dizzy head and broke the bridge of the enemy's nose with a punch. He heard someone beside him anxious.

"Are you okay with benefactor? You must distinguish the enemy and me. I am the snake spirit who came to repay my kindness, I am a human being, come to help you, you—"

"Shut up," Xuan Ge casually wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and his voice unconsciously carried a fierce aura. "I understand." While speaking, he removed a man's arm with his backhand and knocked on the iron stick on the other party's hand. Lu Yao swears that he really heard the sound of a bone crack.

The benefactor, no, very cruel.

Not daring to say more, Lu Yao tried his best not to cause trouble, followed Xuan Ge and broke up several enemy sneak attack plans behind him. He kicked the last standing person to the ground, and snatched the opponent's iron stick to resist the shoulder. He couldn't help but raise his chin and said the line in a domineering manner, "Let you bully the less!"

Xuan Ge stood against the wall and spitted blood. Hearing what he said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he praised him in a hoarse voice, "Not bad." His waist was so thin that he didn't even fold.

Just as he was worried about whether to be humble or accept the praise honestly, Lu Yao saw Xuan Ge wave to him. He hurried over, "Yeah—" before he could say the word "Hmm" and found that the other party was turning back towards him, without any warning.

Lu Yao, who was a little confused, quickly reached out to support him with both hands, but he was still hit and took several steps back. He accidentally stepped on the hand of the person lying on the ground.

Holding back the "sorry" that blurted out, Lu Yao supported the person who fell on him, a little anxious, "How are you? Where are you hurt? Can you still leave?"

As he said that, he felt his head moving on his shoulders. The other party turned his head slightly, his lips were very close to the skin on his neck, and his breath made him feel itchy.

Subconsciously, he moved his neck. Lu Yao thought about the word "going home" that the other party had just said, meaning that he would not call the police or go to the hospital, right? He felt that he should not misunderstand the meaning, so he put the person's right arm on his shoulder and walked out half-walking.

The clouds in the sky were dark and behind them were enemy wounded lying all over the ground. Lu Yao took a difficult step, gritting his teeth and sighed that his benefactor is really more important than Mount Tai!

After finally dragging the person upstairs and entering the house, Lu Yao sat on the ground tiredly, feeling his hands sore that he had just moved bricks to the construction site for a whole afternoon. He rubbed his right hand with his left hand, and then got up to see the person lying on the sofa, not feeling relieved.

The room was much brighter. Lu Yao then discovered that there was a very deep hole in the other party's wounds, and there was a very deep hole in his thigh. I don't know how much blood was flowing, soaking the dark jeans. It was obvious that the blood was still down the trouser legs, and the feet were covered with semi-coagulated blood. The blood on his head had already clotted, but his eyebrows were stuck together by dark blood.

Lu Yao looked around and began to search for things. The house was very small and there was little furniture, so it was not troublesome to find things. After a few minutes, he pulled out a plastic box from under the bed, which contained alcohol gauze and iodine. They were all used, and they were very experienced and well prepared.

He put out all the things he wanted to use, Lu Yao used scissors to cut the leg of his trousers, first exposed the wound, and then quickly stopped the bleeding and cleaned the wound. Because the other party said he could not go to the hospital, Lu Yao did not light up the stitching skill for the time being, so he had to apply medicine and bandage it with gauze. Then he turned on antibiotics and painkillers and fed it to Xuan Ge with water.

After finishing his work, Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. He was embarrassed to sit on the bed, so he simply continued to sit on the ground, dipped his cotton swabs in alcohol, and awkwardly stolen the wounds of all sizes on his body, and he sucked the pain in his body.

After changing his clothes, thunder came from outside, and rain fell like a pouring rain. Lu Yao touched the place of his heart and found that the situation was urgent and messy before, so he didn't even notice when his heartbeat returned to normal.

But it's fine.

With one hand on his chin, Lu Yao was stunned for a while after listening to the sound of the rain, and his eyes fell on Xuan Ge's face for some reason.

"It was fierce and fierce when fighting, but it was really amazing to win against a dozen people alone..." Lu Yao recalled the battle situation at that time, and his heart was full of passion and blood boiling.

At this time, Xuan Ge's image in his heart became a few more taller. He secretly wanted to tell the other party a fortune, but after flipping through the bag, he remembered that the two coins he had left were thrown out as hidden weapons. He was now the best interpretation of "poverty". He was very depressed inside and had to give up.

In the middle of the night, as Lu Yao expected, Xuan Ge had a high fever. His blood-colored lips were all skinned, his cheeks were red, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Lu Yao first fed antipyretic medicine, then took a basin of water, and then took a towel from the bathroom to physically cool down. He was busy until three or four o'clock in the morning, touching Xuan Ge's forehead and the temperature dropped, then he fell asleep against the sofa, holding a wet towel in his hand.

The next day, when Lu Yao woke up, it was already bright. He was confused for two seconds and suddenly found that he was lying on the sofa with a thin blanket on his body.

Hey, where are people?

He suddenly turned over and sat up, accidentally rubbing the wound on his elbow. Lu Yao took a low breath in pain, especially wanting to scream twice.

"woke up?"

Lu Yao looked at him in the voice and saw Xuan Ge standing against the kitchen door, holding the mouth of the mineral water bottle with two fingers in his right hand. His clothes were changed into a black I-shaped vest, and the white gauze on his thigh was exposed a little, and his eyes were focused on him.

He replied foolishly, "Goodbye, my good friend."

The other party's expression was obviously stagnant, and then he said, "Good morning, don't call me a benefactor. Thank you for saving me yesterday, it's considered a two-day peace."

Lu Yao finally explained the meaning of this sentence for two seconds. He shook his head, "No, right? I didn't help me yesterday. You won the game by yourself, and I owe you a plate of fried rice." As he said that, he got off the sofa with a very positive attitude, "Benefactor, I'll tell you a fortune, a simple version of the gift package for repaying kindness!"

"Xuan Ge."

"ah?"

"I said, my name is Xuan Ge, Xuan Huang Xuan, and the sword."

Lu Yao thought the name sounded quite familiar, and he continued to say, "Then, Xuan Ge, I'm very accurate in fortune-telling. How about you telling me a fortune-telling?"

The other party did not comment, but walked over very cooperatively, lowered his head slightly, and asked, "What do I need to do?" He might have taken a shower, and there was a slight moisture of water vapor on his body, mixed with a little smell of shower gel.

Lu Yao was very embarrassed, "Can you give me three coins? I don't have coins anymore." After that, Xuan Ge lowered his head and began to look through his wallet seriously.

The eyes fell on the other party's clear joint fingers, and Lu Yao thought to himself, Xuan Ge, Xuan Huang Xuan, and Wu Ge, which is a very nice name.

Wait! The natal hexagram that signed a blood contract with me, isn’t these two words engraved in the middle of the opposite side?
Chapter completed!