Destiny Is Wrong

Sixteen-year-old Xu Zhiwei donated the last half bowl of rice at home to the sacrificial cauldron, just to exchange for a packet of medicine for her mother who was coughing up blood. But the merit department said: There is no name in the book, and the destiny will not accept it. The sacrificial fire immediately stopped rising and fell instead, burning into the ground. Half of the black hexagram plate left by his father cracked in his arms, allowing him to hear the rain in the dry well and see the chaotic "strings" between water, earth, and flint. Others use wish fire to quell disasters, but he distinguishes between hot and cold, finds veins to break, and uses tools to open paths; others use merit books to decide who deserves to live, but he wants to bring back the erased people one by one. It can be seen that seeing the truth does not mean that witnesses can be protected. Every time it is made public and every time the situation is broken, it may lead to harm to another person. From the victims of the drought to the people on the chaotic destiny list, Xu Zhiwei will travel to the places where disasters occur in all realms with the body of opening pulses, observing objects, and refining Qi, asking whether the heavenly way written by the saints as an oracle belongs to the clouds, or to all the people who verify it with their own hands.