This is not a list of gods. At least, not the one you know. Emperor Xin, or as you are more accustomed to call him King Zhou, when he heard the words "Destiny is determined" for the thirty-seventh time, he threw the tortoise shell in his hand into the brazier. The tortoise shell curled up and cracked in the fire, making a crackling sound, as if something was laughing. He stared at the fire for a long time, so long that the attendant thought that the king was having some kind of delirium. Then he spoke, his voice a little hoarse, as if he was choked by cigarette smoke. "Go," he said, "bring up the old man from Xiqi who was just captured." The old man's name is Ji Chang. It is said that he can tell fortunes and his fortunes are very accurate. When he was pushed in, his shackles dragged on the ground, making a harsh sound. Di Xin didn't look at him, still looking at the fire. The tortoise shell in the brazier has been burned into ashes, a black ball. "I heard," Di Xin finally turned around, "can you tell destiny?"
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