A girl?
Li Qi did not react for a moment.
But after half a second of thought, he realized she meant that blind old woman.
Uh... there did not seem to be anything wrong with that. Though Shen Shuibi looked young, she was probably well over a hundred years old—perhaps even a thousand. Calling someone a little girl really was only natural.
"She's a diviner. Is there a problem with that?" Li Qi asked, somewhat puzzled.
Shen Shuibi usually did not comment much on things. Since she had suddenly brought it up this time, there had to be something more behind her words. Li Qi might have been clever, but he lacked learning and had read too few books to catch it.
"Diviners are proficient in divination. An ancient text says: 'Diviners oversee the four signs revealed by opening turtle shells: the first is the square sign, the second the merit sign, the third the righteous sign, and the fourth the bow-light sign. In all divinations, they observe what is raised, fan the fire to prepare the turtle shell, apply the ink to it, and in every divination distinguish the shell's above and below, left and right, yin and yang, then report the signs to the one who commands the turtle. Sacrifices must be preceded by divination. Whenever there is a sacrificial matter, they carry the turtle shell there; first cast lots, then divine, to distinguish fortune from misfortune.'" Shen Shuibi immediately began reciting.
"That means diviners possess the ability to divine with turtle shells, distinguishing good fortune and ill omen from the different signs. But look, Li Qi—her home is thick with yin energy. One glance tells you it's ominous as hell. What diviner would arrange her own home like that?"
"Besides, look at how she bought beast bones.