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Chapter 636 Rejecting superstition

After all the fish have been given away, it is their business to decide how to deal with it. King Xi has no objection to this.

However, seeing that the fish grilling tools she took out were complete and novel, something he had never seen before, he couldn't help but take a look at them.

Qixun saw him looking at the tools and said with a smile: "I'll marinate the fish first. Otherwise, the grilled fish won't have enough flavor. Just wait a moment. I'll treat you to grilled fish later. I'm sure it's something you've never tasted before."

smell."

He was born as an emperor's son, so he had never tasted anything delicious.

Her cooking skills can only be said to be okay, and they are really not as good as those of serious chefs. Qixun can say this confidently, mainly because those seasonings are unique to Blue Star in his previous life. No matter how prominent his background is, this unlucky emperor

, I must have never eaten it before.

So when she said she hadn’t tasted it, she was definitely not bragging!

King Xi was silent for a moment and used a cleaning technique on his hands. He didn't believe that Qi was really looking for him because of the fish, so he asked, "If you are looking for me for something, just say so. There is no need for this."

After being in contact with him for such a while, Qixun also believed the words of the guy who was chatting him up. This unlucky emperor was really not a bad-tempered person, but a very gentle and kind brother.

"I just want to say sorry to you. I went too far before. I shouldn't have criticized you like that."

King Xi didn't expect that the little girl came to talk to him, offered to buy fish, and gave him candy. It turned out to be this reason.

After being startled for a moment, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, then he suppressed it, shook his head and said: "You bumped into me unintentionally, but I was rude first, and it's right for you to be angry. Besides, you probably took responsibility for bumping into me.

Implicated."

Qixun quickly shook his head: "It's true that I was reckless. How can I say that I was implicated by you?"

King Xi was silent again, and then said after a while: "I was originally destined to be possessed by the God of Mold, and my mother also died because of my destiny. To break my destiny, several people have lost their lives for me. Today.

Therefore, the continuous bad luck that broke out in a concentrated manner is not an accident, but a backlash. This means that the person who shared my fate...she is no longer there. From now on, everything related to me will encounter misfortune. Unless, again

Someone shares my destiny, so you should not have contact with me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to leave.

He is possessed by the god of misfortune. He has just recovered from his misfortune, but Guan Jian is still contagious. Anyone who comes into contact with him will be even more unlucky than him.

Qixun said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, you are a Taoist, but you are still superstitious?"

Having said this, Qixun paused for a moment and discovered the logical contradiction in her words. In the world of her previous life, science was the mainstream, and cultivating Taoism was inherently superstitious.

Ask a practitioner, you are still superstitious, it seems a little wrong?

"No, I mean, even if you are really possessed by some evil spirit, don't we ascetics all talk about changing your destiny against the will of heaven? Since you have to change your destiny against the will of the heaven, why do you care about the theory of destiny? Although

I don’t know the specific situation of what you said about sharing your fate, but I think that if you believe in the theory of destiny, you will have it, and if you don’t believe it, there will be none, right?"

In fact, Qi Xun didn't know what she meant by what she said.

King Xi chuckled after hearing this: "Believe it or not, my destiny is there, so I have to believe it. If I were an ordinary person, it would be fine, but I am the legitimate son of the Empress Yuan of the Yuan Zhou Empire, so my destiny is not all that matters.

Is it me? And I don’t want anyone to lose their life because of me.”

He was an emperor of the dynasty, the direct descendant of the Yuan Dynasty, and he was originally the successor of the Yuan Zhou Dynasty. But with his destiny, how could he become the emperor of the Yuan Zhou Dynasty? This is also the reason why he, the direct son of the Yuan Empress, was not crowned prince.

However, his deceased mother, his father, and his mother's clan all wanted to push him to that position without accepting their fate.

That's why some people were willing to use their own fate and longevity to help him change his life. But when he was young, he didn't know that all of this was happening, and he had no way to stop it.

Before entering the Refining Realm, his father wanted to make him a prince. The courtiers did not know his fate, so they often called for this.

That's why some people who wanted him to become the prince told him how many people died because of him.

It was also because of this that he realized that he was possessed by the God of Mold and was still alive to this day.

But why bother?

"Everyone's life is life. There is no reason why my life should be more noble than others."

Qixun raised his hand: "No, who said you are possessed by the God of Mold? I think there is a fundamental logical problem in this matter. You joined the most powerful royal family in Yuanzhou, and you are also the eldest son of the Great Emperor of Yuanzhou

Son, if these are all possessed by the God of Mildew, then I would say that 99.99% of the other people in the world are all the gods of Mildew. Right?

So I think this theory of mold possession does not exist at all! Even if you have some bad luck in your past experience, it should have nothing to do with mold possession. It should be other reasons, right?

If there is such a thing as destiny, I think reincarnation is the greatest manifestation of a person's luck. What determines reincarnation is the starting point of a person's life. The starting point of some people's birth is already the end point of others. You

This is what some people do.

Think about it for yourself, is this true?

As the direct descendant of the Yuan Zhou Emperor, how many people in the world are better off than you? How many people have tried their best throughout their lives but cannot surpass the starting point where you were born? So what kind of evil spirits are possessed by you?

The body theory is fundamentally untenable!"

This angle of understanding destiny... King Xi found it so reasonable for no reason!

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Qixun decided to keep up his efforts: "To say the least, even if there is any bad luck, it's just bumping into someone, falling into a lake, catching a bird, being stepped on, and so on. But.

Let me tell you, to break something like this, why do you need others to risk their lives to break it for you?

Let us be more open-minded and open-minded. Instead of relying on feudal superstition, we can destroy our lives scientifically."

King Xi hesitated and asked: "What should I say? Do you have any idea?"

He felt that he was crazy. Hearing a little girl talking nonsense, he actually had some expectations.

Qi Xun gave a high-five: "Strong! Improve your strength! Look, if you are strong enough and fast enough, you will not be able to hit someone, fall into a lake, be hit by a bird, be stepped on, etc.

It can be avoided.

Until you are so strong that you can stab the sky to death, I wonder how it will arrange your fate! Doesn’t it make sense?

We monks all talk about changing one's fate against the will of heaven, and what one can do to change one's fate against the will of heaven, of course it's strength. So let's just listen to the talk about being possessed by the God of Mold for fun, and don't take it seriously. Even if it's true, as long as

We are powerful enough, and we can also be tough!"

King Xi thought to himself, this is the truth, but...

"There are no buts, only strength. As long as I am strong, who dares to harm me! I can't kill you with hatred!"

Qi Xun cheered up the emperor with a tough look on his face

Well, the young emperor cheered up a little and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your kind words."

Qixun waved his hand and said, "I'm just telling the truth. Okay, let's cook fish now. But just eating fish is too monotonous. I'll treat you to some specialties from our hometown. You're in for a treat!"

While talking, she ordered the charcoal to be placed on the barbecue, and asked Babai, who had been lying quietly on the strange rocks to pretend that he was not alive, to help her watch the fire, while she took out a lot of ingredients to process.

King Xi was not obsessed with food, and he had never made spiritual food himself. But seeing the little girl busy there, he couldn't sit still, so he asked Qixun: "Is there anything I can do? By the way. , I haven’t asked my little Taoist fellow yet what to call me.”

Just when Qi Xun was about to answer, she heard someone calling her: "Xiao Si? Why are you here?"

Since the brother and sister reunited, because everyone wore vests, whenever outsiders were around, the brother and sister no longer called her Xiaoxun, but directly addressed her by rank.

Hearing the name Xiaosi, Qixun almost didn't realize that he was calling her if it wasn't for the recognition of his elder brother Fusu's voice.

Qixun looked up and saw that her eldest brother Fusu, third sister Lingsu, master's nephew Yuliuchuan, and little brothers Mo Chen and Feng Jun were all together and walking towards her.

Qixun waved happily: "Brother, sister, why are you all running together? What are you going to do?"

As they approached, he introduced Prince Xi to everyone: "Brother, this is your companion. Prince Xi, the son of Emperor Yuan Zhou."
Chapter completed!
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