Next-
Chen Yi looked at the hope brimming in Fu Wanqing's eyes. Rather than answer immediately, he held two fingers together and sliced six roughly identical round discs from a nearby stone.
He carved "one" on the front and "zero" on the back, representing yang and yin in Yi Dao divination.
Then Chen Yi gestured to Fu Wanqing, telling her to pick up the six stone discs and cast them.
Fu Wanqing froze for a moment. "Is this-divination?"
Chu Xiudao, who had caught on, was equally surprised. "Young Brother Chen, at a time like this, you still want to cast a divination?"
Chen Yi nodded. "This is Yi Dao divination I picked up by secretly learning from White Immortal. We might as well try it."
"White Immortal? Damn it, that old bastard can barely make sense of his own divinations. What good is learning from him?"
Chu Xiudao cursed with a laugh, then abruptly sobered and squeezed out another remark. "Whoever he casts for ends up miserable-you haven't learned that trick too, have you?"
Chen Yi could not help laughing. "Rest assured, Senior. I only want to look at the road ahead and confirm my suspicions."
At that, Fu Wanqing hesitantly took the six stone discs and casually tossed them onto the ground.
Clack.
The six stone discs rolled to a stop, two showing "one" and four showing "zero."
Chen Yi glanced down, working his fingers as he murmured, "Wind over Earth: Observing. Xun above is wind, Kun below is earth. The wind passes and the grass bows, all phenomena lie open to observation-a magpie roosts in the woods at nightfall-"
Chu Xiudao crouched to examine the stone discs. Unable to make anything of them, he scratched his head. "Young Brother Chen, what does it mean?"
Fu Wanqing also watched