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Chen Du has always felt that there is nothing mysterious about the six-line notes left by his grandfather. The so-called hexagrams are just a way for the ancients to observe changes. Until that night, he entered a dangerous building with only six floors, but saw the seventh floor with his own eyes. His missing colleague called him upstairs. But on the drawing, that layer never existed. Chen Du picked up three copper coins for the first time. Settled six times. The original hexagram, moving lines, and changed hexagrams. The hexagram didn't tell him who would die, nor what he should do. It only told Chen Du one thing—— The third line moved. From then on, Chen Du gradually discovered that there were some things in this city that would form a "hexagram" under extremely accidental circumstances. Six positions, six lines. Some people are in the world, and some are in the world. Someone has died, but still remains in the hexagram. Someone is obviously alive, but there is no place for him in the hexagram. And in every hexagram, there is always a line that is changing. What Chen Du has to do is to find it before it's too late. Many years later, someone asked him: "Since you can calculate everything, why don't you calculate it for yourself?" Chen Du was silent for a while. "Because my grandpa taught me." "What really matters is never what it will become." "It's about what you're prepared to make it become."