Chapter 784: Deduction of Fate

"Yuheng City has carefully developed twelve kinds of torture; if you can survive three, I will respect you as a man." He Lingchuan clapped his hands, "Alright, take him away!"

Watching a fierce battle, the merchants around were finally relieved and stepped forward to thank him.

He Lingchuan and his party were sent off by everyone, taking the prisoners and heads north to return to the city.

After they left, a white bird drilled out of a big tree by the lotus pond in the Green Wolf Post Station, poked its head out to look at the backs of the Yuheng City patrols who had gone far away, and flapped its wings to fly away.

It flew toward Longchuan in the east, and also brought trouble to Longchuan.

Yuheng City.

He Lingchuan returned to the government office, changed out of his blood-stained clothes, and wiped his sweat—this damn weather, it wasn't even July yet and it was hot as a dog.

He had just sat down to drink a cup of water when Wen Daolun came over.

"I heard you caught a big fish? Congratulations! Commander He's efforts over the past half month haven't been in vain."

"Chen Hao is deeply trusted by Fu Shanlie; he has led the Xiji puppet army to kill and rob for the past two months, causing us no small amount of trouble." He Lingchuan turned his neck, and there was a crisp *ka-la* sound, "Catching him is cutting off one of Fu Shanlie's arms; I have already arranged for people to interrogate him."

"Fu Shanlie is a fierce general of Lingxu, actually running to Longchuan to stir up trouble?" Wen Daolun frowned, "It seems Beijia has never been at ease with Panlong City."

With Beijia meddling, the Longchuan water bandits were no longer a small disaster.

He Lingchuan touched his chin and said: "Chen Hao was captured, and I framed the Qiu Hua Gang for leaking the news. It depends on whether Fu Shanlie can swallow this anger. If he remains silent, I will cut off Chen Hao's head and send it to him."

Wen Daolun couldn't help but laugh; Commander He's ability was to drive people crazy.

He Lingchuan thought for a moment and suddenly asked him: "Please teach me one thing, Mr. Wen. I originally asked you to look at my destiny, so can a person who is proficient in destiny techniques accurately measure their own future destiny?"

Wen Daolun said without hesitation: "No one can measure it accurately. The future itself is blurry, not clear at a glance without obstruction. So-called 'proficient in destiny techniques' is nothing more than finding the greatest possibility among multiple choices. And even if one is proficient, when predicting one's own destiny, this 'greatest possibility' is instead not found accurately."

Is it because it's not objective? He Lingchuan hesitated for a moment before saying: "What if it's the god who controls destiny? Can they measure their own destiny accurately?"

"God of destiny?" Wen Daolun pondered, "Lady Mitian once said that there were three ancient gods in the divine realm, one of whom was the god of destiny. But these three ancient gods all perished in the end, none of them spared. The so-called 'god of destiny' didn't escape the end of destiny either. Therefore, I don't believe that Heavenly Gods can accurately measure their own destiny."

"The Heavenly Gods' deduction method might be different from ours, but I believe that all paths lead to the same destination; whether it is human or god, they cannot escape these laws." He paused and said, "Speaking of which, I have been restless recently and drew two hexagrams for myself, neither of which was a good omen, one of which was called 'Ugly Lucky Lower Scholar'. However, when and where it will be fulfilled, I have no clue at all. Look, it is difficult for a good diviner to divine for themselves; this is an example."

He Lingchuan was slightly surprised: "Why didn't Mr. Wen say so earlier? I will send you two more personal guards, hmm, I will transfer Hu Min to you."

Wen Daolun didn't decline: "Good. I also want to see if this evil omen will be fulfilled again."

He said the word "again," and He Lingchuan remembered his son Wen Xing. Back then, Wen Daolun also divined an evil omen for him, and as a result, Wen Xing died in front of He Lingchuan and Wen Daolun.

He Lingchuan was afraid of bringing up his old sadness, so he immediately changed the subject: "And another question: if one is only secretly preparing for an action and has not yet implemented it, is it possible to change the destiny of the future because of this?"

"No!" Wen Daolun answered even more crisply, "Causality discusses things, not hearts. As long as there is no actual action, no matter how you plan or think, it will not trigger causality."

He Lingchuan got rid of a big worry and immediately thanked him.

That is to say, as long as he doesn't make big moves in reality, it will be difficult for Nailuotian to calculate that his destiny has changed?

Wen Daolun asked: "Why does Commander He ask this? Is there any trouble?"

"Nothing, just discussing." He Lingchuan stood up, "I'm going to see the interrogation of Chen Hao."

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The big river was surging, and He Lingchuan, Dong Rui, and Zhu Xiuer's party finally arrived at the banks of the Hanhe River.

Spring returned to the world, and the wild flowers on the shore had already bloomed, thin and dense, woven into an ignored flower carpet.

The riverbed was only half submerged, and there were island jungles, flat sand and flowing water, and gulls and egrets flying everywhere.

Wildness and quiet beauty, openness and delicacy, were combined just right here.

The Hanhe River in early spring was very gentle, unlike the madness of last summer; he even found the high ground where the two armies fought last year.

At that time, it was full of rain, blood, and mud, but now it was green on the riverbank. The hideousness of war was lightly covered up by the newly sprouted reed buds.

He Lingchuan jumped off the rock sheep and stroked a big rock lightly.

There were still traces of knives and axes on the stone; he defended against enemies here at that time, dodged two attacks, and chopped down three Xunzhou soldiers.

The past events were vivid, as clear as if they had happened yesterday.

However, things were different; his state of mind, cultivation, and experience were already different from last summer.

All changes started from falling into the Hanhe River.

He still remembered the sentence "leave when you meet water" that Wen Daolun inspired him with.

From the signature left by the old turtle demon to the prophecy left by the Wood Spirit Venerable, his destiny went from known to unknown, from destiny determined by heaven to confusing.

What his subsequent encounters would be like, and where his end would be, even the Wood Spirit Venerable couldn't deduce.

Writing his own book of life and death, this is very good.

Qiu Hu watched from the side and couldn't help asking: "The Battle of Hanhe, were you there too?"

He could understand He Lingchuan's expression; it was both nostalgic and sighing.

People who haven't experienced it won't have this expression.

"Yes." He Lingchuan pointed to the high ground, "Hong Cheng-lue attacked the Xiazhou Governor there."

Qiu Hu was slightly surprised: "Beijia, General Qingwu?"

"You know him?"

"Heard of him, why did he appear here?" Beijia's general, how could he appear on the front line of the Yuan Nation? "Official business, private revenge."

At that time, Hong Cheng-lue was assigned by Beijia to secretly assist Nian Zanli; this was official business.

His wife A Jin was kidnapped by He Chunhua and committed suicide by taking poison, so the two sides formed a private grudge.

Now, Hong Cheng-lue should have arrived at the eastern front of Beijia, right?

Just as He Lingchuan stood up, a figure suddenly jumped out of the woods on the shore, accompanied by sharp *ji-ji-ji* screams.

Qiu Hu took a step forward, a faint light flashed in his hand, and he was about to summon the copper rod.

He Lingchuan stepped forward and laughed: "Come!"

He opened his arms, and this thing jumped into his arms.

The squirrel on He Lingchuan's shoulder was startled, recognizing that the visitor was actually a monkey wearing a bamboo hat.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 785 =====