After some discussion with Bai Li, Ruan Qi told Old Davis about the glimmer of hope.
Of course, she did not say that she had a magical weapon, but made up a reason, saying that she had a strange destiny and that an expert had once promised her a chance of life.
Old Davis has an in-depth study of Chinese metaphysics and numerology, and also knows that the mysterious Eastern Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon hides many talented people. Therefore, he believed Ruan Qi's words without any doubt.
"Since there is a glimmer of hope, this card may be able to be cracked. However, it will take some time to crack the card and capture the chance of survival. Miss Qisha, you may have to leave later."
Ruan Qi has nothing to do when she goes back today, so staying in Davis Manor for a few more hours is not a problem.
However, she had to tell Xi Jiu.
Ruan Qi had a headache when she thought of telling Xi Jiu the prediction results.
Her physical and mental state have already made Xi Jiu very worried. Now if she tells him that she has been dealt a super fierce card, how worried will he be?
Ruan Qi didn't want Xi Jiu to worry too much, but when things got to this point, she had to say it even if she didn't want to.
Ruan Qi controlled the wheelchair and left the divination room with Old Davis.
The door opened, and Xi Jiu, who had been waiting outside, immediately stood up.
"Are you okay?" He walked up to Ruan Qi, knelt down on one knee and looked at her face.
Ruan Qi shook her head: "Jiujiu, we may have to leave later."
Leaving later?
Xi Jiu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
"Is there something wrong with the prediction?"
Ruan Qi hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Well, there is indeed a small problem. It's not serious, just a small problem."
Ruan Qi tried to keep the matter as trivial as possible, but Xi Jiu noticed the solemn expression on Old Davis's face, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
He stood up slowly and turned to look at Old Davis: "Old Duke, what is Xiao Qi's prediction?"
Old Davis glanced at Ruan Qi, ignored her pleading eyes, and said to Xi Jiu truthfully: "Thirteen bloody stars will definitely die."
Xi Jiu's head seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and it buzzed instantly.
Seeing his reaction, Ruan Qi quickly grabbed his hand: "Jiujiu, don't be nervous. Mr. Davis just said it was scary, but in fact the situation is not that bad. There is still a glimmer of hope in me that can be captured... …”
There was a roar in Xi Jiu's head and he couldn't hear anything clearly, but he clearly captured the word 'vitality'.
He grabbed Ruan Qi's hand with his backhand and struggled to make a sound in his throat: "What kind of vitality? How to capture it? Can capturing vitality resolve the predicted results?"
Xi Jiu has experienced countless lives and deaths. Even though his mind is in a mess at this time, he still maintains a trace of reason and accurately grasps the key points.
Old Davis glanced at him appreciatively and explained: "Theoretically speaking, as long as this glimmer of hope can be captured, the cards can be resolved. However, Miss Qisha has a strange destiny. What will happen is still waiting for me. Seize that thread of life and then make a conclusion.”
Xi Jiu had already forced himself to calm down. He asked in a hoarse voice: "When will you start seizing life? What do you need me to do?"
"You don't need to do anything. As long as Miss Qisha is with me, it's enough. Life is elusive, and no one can say how long it will take to capture it. You two must be prepared to leave later."
Xi Jiu naturally had no objection.
As long as he could help Ruan Qi seize that glimmer of hope, he would be happy to let him build a floor in Davis Manor, let alone leaving later.
After several people discussed it, Ruan Qi followed Old Davis into the divination room.
The heavy door of the divination room slowly closed, cutting off Ruan Qi's figure and Xi Jiu's gaze on her.
Xi Jiu stood silently outside the door, her figure upright, but revealing her coldness.
Time passed by minute by second, and an hour passed quickly.
Xi Jiu seemed to be a tireless stone statue, still standing straight on the spot without moving a step.
A servant from the Davis Manor passed by and came up to him thoughtfully and asked if he wanted a drink or snack.
Xi Jiu's facial features seemed to be closed, and he had no reaction to the outside world. He could only stare at the door of the divination room with his eyes.
Just like that, another two hours passed.
The sun gradually slid towards the west, and the huge ancient clock of Davis Manor slowly struck sixteen times.
It's four o'clock in the afternoon.
Ruan Qi and Old Davis haven't come out yet.
The blood all over Xi Jiu's body gradually ran cold, and his eyes, which he had barely blinked, were stained with bloodshot eyes.
The servant of the manor came up to him again and asked him if he wanted to rest.
Xi Jiu still didn't respond, not because he was rude, but because he really couldn't hear the outside world at this time.
Suddenly, a 'ding-dong' sound sounded in the quiet air.
The servant standing next to him saw that he was motionless and couldn't help but remind him: "Sir, your cell phone is ringing."
Xi Jiu didn't hear it and still stared at the door of the divination room intently.
At this time, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang several more times.
The servant couldn't stand it anymore, so he bravely patted him on the arm.
"Sir, your phone is ringing!"
This time, Xi Jiu finally felt the touch from the outside world.
He blinked very slowly, as if the statues that had been dusty for thousands of years were gradually waking up. He turned his head and looked at the servant.
The servant was startled by the bloodshot eyes, "First, sir, your cell phone has been ringing."
As soon as he said this, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang again.
Xi Jiu thanked the servant in a hoarse voice, and then took out her mobile phone slowly.
On the screen of the mobile phone was a series of WeChat messages, all sent by - Nie Beilou.
Xi Jiu unlocked the screen.
[Mr. Beilou: Xiaoqi has recovered his memory? 】
[Mr. Beilou: What happened? Please talk about it carefully. 】
[Mr. Beilou: Where are the people? Why didn't you reply? How is Xiaoqi's mental state now? 】
[Mr. Beilou:? 】
[Mr. Beilou:? ? 】
[Mr. Beilou:? ? ? 】
Nie Beilou sent more than a dozen WeChat messages in succession, and his urgency was obvious.
Xi Jiu raised his head and glanced at the closed door of the divination room, lowered his eyes, typed a message and sent it.
[Xi Jiu: Mr. Beilou, Xiaoqi and I are at Davis Manor. 】
Nie Beilou must have been by his cell phone and responded very quickly.
[The nobleman who tells fortunes on the bridge? What are you doing there? 】
Xi Jiu hesitated for half a second and told Nie Beilou exactly what happened today.
Perhaps because the amount of information was too large, there was no reply from Nie Beilou.
After waiting for almost five or six minutes, he made a call directly from across the ocean.
Xi Jiu pressed connect.
"You said that Xiao Qi's destiny is strange and that Old Davis can't predict what will happen to her in the future?" Nie Beilou got straight to the point on the phone, but the focus was not on the divination results, but on Ruan Qi's destiny, "This is Old Davis said it himself?"
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I went out for something this morning, so I started writing when I came back in the afternoon. I’ll post one chapter first, and I’m writing the second update, which will be updated in about an hour.
