I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Bai Zhi's eyes flashed and she said something very unscientific to Yu Jing, "You have to believe in science!"

After Bai Zhi finished speaking, she blinked guiltily, because it was already unscientific for her to travel through time!

"What is science?" Yu Jing looked puzzled.

"Although your prediction seems to be accurate, it is not scientific. It is metaphysics! The so-called science means that it must be accurate and rigorous! On the contrary, metaphysics is accidental, accidental, and unexplainable!" Bai Zhi explained to him.

This topic aroused Meng Ying's interest. He squatted beside Bai Zhi, "Is that so-called metaphysics, but it has not been proven. If it can be proven to be conclusive, can it be called science?"

It was so reasonable that Bai Zhi couldn't refute it!

Bai Zhi immediately gave Meng Ying a look that said, "Who are you helping?" and gave him a fierce look!

Meng Ying chuckled and immediately changed her tune, "Well, metaphysics just can't be trusted!"

Zhuo Yao tilted his head, still looking puzzled, "Can you explain it more clearly?"

Bai Zhi looked around and couldn't think of a suitable example for a while. She accidentally caught a glimpse of the freshly bandaged wound on Xiao Yang's hand and grabbed Xiao Yang.

"For example, the blood in Xiao Yang's body is poisonous. It should not be a poison in the true sense, but a virus that parasitizes in his body. This virus can only be transmitted through blood. This is proven science. In other words, , if I don’t have any wounds on my body, I won’t be poisoned if I touch his blood!”

Xiao Yang: "Oh~!"

Abstract, so abstract!

Everyone shook their heads.

Bai Zhi doesn't care about them, that's not the point! She continued, "But scientific proof is very difficult. Even if you predict accurately hundreds or tens of thousands of times, as long as it is inaccurate once, it is metaphysics! This means that your next prediction may not be accurate. It’s accurate!”

Yu Jing's eyes were dull, "Then how can we prove it? I never missed it once!"

Bai Zhi sighed, "That's because you haven't predicted enough times to support your conclusion! You have to spend a lifetime practicing science, so how can you draw conclusions so easily!"

"You said that if the queen is not doing well, she must be having a bad life? What if she is not doing well now, but will be better off in the future? She is not dead yet, but you feel that she has been killed by you! This is simply ridiculous! "

"And Zhuo Hong, you said he would be killed if he came close to you! If you jump down and he jumps too, he won't be killed by you, but by you! You can obviously not let him. He died, but if you still choose to do that, then you are also ridiculous!"

"Furthermore, assuming that only your bad predictions will come true, but the good things you say cannot come true, then you are just like a crow's mouth, which is ridiculous! Only if both good and bad things come true can it be considered true. prophecy!"

"To sum up, what you think, Imperial Master, will definitely come true. This is a ridiculous conclusion!"

Yu Jing listened carefully. He wanted to refute Bai Zhi, but Bai Zhi snatched him away and stopped him from speaking, "Why don't you ask the national master to make a bet with me!"

"The sun is already halfway up. Let's bet on whether any fallen leaves will fall to the ground on the tree above us before the sun rises."

Yu Jing: "..."

Hearing this, Zhuo Hong spoke first, "Bet! You must bet!"

Everyone agreed to make this bet, so Yu Jing had no right to speak.

All of them sat and stood, no one spoke, they just concentrated and held their breath, watching the sun rise little by little.

The dawn climbed up the mountains little by little, the color became brighter and brighter, shining farther and farther, illuminating their faces and pupils.

Suddenly a gust of mountain wind blew by, and everyone's hearts tightened, even Yu Jing's.

No one wants to break this curse more than himself.

He didn't like the idea of ​​the son of misfortune, and he didn't want to kill anyone.

The wind passed by, and a piece of withered yellow leaf slowly fell down. Bai Zhi turned Meng Ying.

Meng Ying understood, gently raised her hand to clamp the fallen leaves, kneaded them into balls and hid them in her sleeves.

Then another gust of wind blew up, one after another, and many pieces fell down. Everyone felt like they were being caught, and they all reached out to catch the falling yellow leaves.

Everyone seemed to be sneaky, but Yu Jing was not blind, how could he not know these little tricks.

He saw it from the moment the first fallen leaf fell. He knew it would fall. There was no reason. In his mind, he saw the falling leaves.

He chuckled, sarcastically, just as he expected.

When the last corner of the sun shines brightly in front of everyone, the wind passes and the fallen leaves stand still.

Yu Jing's smile became more sarcastic, "There is no need to struggle, it is not good to accept fate..."

"No! I'm betting with you that the yellow leaves will fall to the ground!" Bai Zhi denied Yu Jing's sonorously.

"You are sophistry! If you hadn't caught it, it would have fallen to the ground!" Yu Jing refused to give in.

Bai Zhi also smiled, she was sure of victory, "We can interfere with the fate of Luo Ye, so what are you afraid of, Imperial Master?"

How could Yu Jing not know her intention? His eyes turned red and he argued excitedly, "Not everything can be solved by others. There are natural disasters and man-made disasters. There are too many things that we cannot do!"

Bai Zhi also argued loudly after hearing this, "There are too many, just solve them one by one! You can warn the world, why should you give up this unique talent! I know you are afraid that those bad predictions will drag down others, But can they have a smooth life without prophecies? I also know that you are afraid that there are many prophecies that you cannot save and are powerless to do anything about! But even if you change one of the results of these prophecies, it is your supreme merit! "

"You don't know the horror of fate. I can't do anything..." Yu Jing's momentum weakened.

"If you can't do it, forget it! It's not that big of a deal! No one really gets everything they want! I still want pie in the sky, and I still want the world to be peaceful. Aren't we all equally powerless?"

Yu Jing suddenly stopped talking.

"You don't need to be demanding to change every result!" Bai Zhi finished speaking and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Besides! You can only know if your prediction is absurd metaphysics until you are alive. You might as well wait and see. If one day this superstition is broken Now, your fear should be gone, right?"

Zhuo Hong also let out a long sigh, raised his head and leaned against the tree trunk, saying, "If you die, then your prediction will be finalized, and no one will ever be able to prove it to be false."

Yu Jing was silent for a long time again.

He looked up at the rising sun on the horizon, bright and bright. He glanced again at the yellow leaf in the corner that no one saw, and he watched it fall to the ground.

The yellow leaves did fall to the ground.

But he didn't want to die so early.

*

That day, Yu Jing was taken back and took a good bath. From head to toe, she was spotless and clean.

Bai Zhi was still thinking about this matter at night. He asked Meng Ying, "Do you really think that the Imperial Master will not seek death?"

Meng Ying didn't want to believe Yu Jing's words anymore. That wasn't science, it must be metaphysics, at least that's what he longed for.

He was in a good mood that night, as if he was suddenly relieved. He found some paper left on the ship and started drawing on the half-dressed Bai Zhi on the bed.

He replied: "No."

"Then will he accept Zhuo Hong's feelings?"

"No."

"Why?" Bai Zhi didn't understand why he said it so decisively.

"The Responsibility of the Elderly."

"But Zhuo Hong is sincere?"

"The age of eighteen or nineteen is the most fickle. Today's love is true, and tomorrow's resentment and regret are also true."

Bai Zhi was right when she thought about it. If the elder didn't think about it at all, it would be somewhat intentional.

Meng Ying finished the painting and proudly showed it to Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi blushed at the sight of it.

The person in the painting is lying on the bed, lying on his side. Just one ink color and a few thick and light strokes outline the charm.

Only half naked!

When she saw Meng Ying smiling proudly, she knew that this man definitely did it on purpose!

Bai Zhi was not convinced and grabbed his lifeblood, which made Meng Ying beg for mercy again and again.

Meng Ying refused and said bluntly, "Madam, you can't be like this, she will have children!"

Bai Zhi smiled mysteriously at him, "There are many other ways!"

Meng Ying was refusing on her face, but her heart was blooming with joy. Half-heartedly, Bai Zhi was made to cry again for some reason...

Meng Ying saw that she cried every time, but she still teased her every time, so she whispered in her ear, "How do you say that there is a saying over there?"

Bai Zhixiang was dripping with sweat and trembling, her voice was very weak, "...what are you talking about?"

"He's both good and fun-loving!"