Chapter 14 50 Yuan (1/2)
Chapter 14 50 Yuan
Disaster. Saviour. Longevity. G.o.ds of Pestilence. Vitality. I sacrifice my lifespan, let the six beads stop, and unfold the twists of fate to come.
Wu Xiaoye quietly chanted, while tossing out the 6 tortoisesh.e.l.l beads that had been polished into a glossy pearl-like sphere.
What Wu Xiaoye employed was the Six Oscillating Tortoisesh.e.l.l Hexagram.
Legend has it that the Six Oscillating Tortoisesh.e.l.l Hexagram was created by King Wen of Zhou. This kind of divination using Bagua as the foundation, was one of the hardest forms to master.
But this kind of divination, was Wu Xiaoye’s most masterful one.
There was not a single form of Divinity Trigram that would calculate the results with 100% accuracy. However, in the past whenever Wu Xiaoye used this method of divination, it was very precise, with a low rate of failure.
Therefore, when she decided to try one last time, she used this method to divine.
The six beads pulsed rhythmically in the air, before landing at the same time.
*Bang* After the sound, the six pearl-like beads with strange patterns scattered all over the floor like petals falling from a girl’s hand.
After a single glance, a sort of excited yet frightened expression appeared on Wu Xiaoye’s face. The way her expression changed was similar to the ripples on a cool lake when the wind blew on a Spring morning.
“Zhao Lingjun…” Wu Xiaoye dreamily shouted his name.
“Zhao Lingjun…”
When he heard his door being knocked on and his name being shouted, Zhao Lingjun was in the bathroom lathering himself for the third time. Even so, he still believed that he smelled like freshly cooked stinky tofu.
Therefore, when he heard the knock, Zhao Lingjun impolitely burst out, “Why are you knocking. I, your grandpa am taking a bath, just wait outside.
Actually, even if Zhao Lingjun wasn’t in such a bad mood, he would still have been annoyed when he heard the sound and replied in the same way.
Because he recognized the voice screaming for him, it was none other than Qin Ye of Hao Meili’s Hengha Er Jiang.
Zhao Lingjun was nauseous again from imagining Qin Ye’s bamboo pole physique and wretched monkey face
He dawdled in the bathroom for another 7 to 8 minutes before slowly opening the door for Qin Ye.
“Why do you shower so slowly?” Qin Ye looked at the moody Zhao Lingjun.
“Slow? Why don’t you try taking a trip into the sewers?” Zhao Lingjun stood at the door, with no intention of letting Qin Ye in. “It’s already so late, what do you want?”
“Oh not much.” Qin Ye hypocritically grinned. “It’s just about the 50 yuan from the last time you went to the city for work.”
“F*ck!” Cursed Zhao Lingjun, silently. “MLGBD. Isn’t it just 50 yuan? Only two days have pa.s.sed, is there really a need to specially make a trip to my apartment for it?” Can’t you just ask for it tomorrow when we are at work?”
Zhao Lingjun recalled the reason why Qin Ye was looking for him.
Two days ago, Zhao Lingjun had to go out to deliver a custom installation blueprint. He had coincidentally forgotten to bring his wallet, and could only ask Hao Meili to expense out the travel expenses in advance.
Hao Meili had told him not to claim such a small amount from the company accounts and to just borrow 50 yuan from Qin Ye, and to return the amount in the future.