62: Chapter 62: Can they even calculate my name from my past life?

"Xiao Yu, yes, your brother is being serious!"

"Your past life was a dog. You died in December 2005, during the winter."

"Specifically, you were a search and rescue dog, who also doubled as a firefighting dog."

"You died in the northeast, in the mountain forests."

The anticipation on Xiao Yu's face vanished instantly. Her beautiful eyes widened, filled with utter bewilderment.

"Huh? What? A dog? How could the past life of the great Steel Rain be a dog?"

"You must be wrong, right? Even if I wasn't a general in my past life, I should at least have been a female warrior!"

The image of the female warrior in her imagination was instantly annihilated!

Only one thing remained in her mind—

A majestic dog, and she didn't even know what breed it was!

Jiang Zhe also felt a bit emotional. He really wanted to say—look at your personality, do you act anything like a girl?

This was clearly a righteous, noble dog working for the public good, with a sharp sense of justice!

And it was a big dog that loved to munch, munch, munch!

Instantly, the live stream chat exploded.

"Pfft! A dog?"

"We asked you to calculate a past life, not to calculate your sister as a dog, hey!"

"Sorry, I really can't hold it in, Hahaha!"

"Xiao Yu fantasized about being royalty or a female general, but the gap is just too big, Hahaha!"

"Could it be a mistake?"

"Brothers, I found it. 2005, Inner Mongolia... the Greater Khingan Mountains. There really was a fire there."

"..."

Xiao Yu still wanted to ask for more details.

Gender, age, appearance, male or female...

But Jiang Zhe calmly shook his head. "Specific divinations are not convenient to disclose."

In fact, he had calculated it. His sister's past life was a female Border Collie; a search and rescue firefighting dog in the Greater Khingan Mountains.

In the end, she was crushed to death by a falling, burning ancient tree.

Moreover, as her older brother, he didn't want his sister to go digging into the roots of these tragic matters.

His true concern was that if the search and rescue dog's information was too detailed, it might be noticed by the [Trainer]...

Meanwhile, inside the Principal's office.

The Principal, Old Wang, and the other teachers looked at each other in dismay.

"A dog, search and rescue, a firefighting dog!"

Old Wang analyzed this, recalling Xiao Yu's usual behavior:

"That girl, it's true; she's filled with righteousness. When a classmate in her class gets sick, she's more anxious than anyone."

"When she was in her first year of high school, a fire broke out in Class Three. Xiao Yu was the first one to rush in. With her teenage body, she carried out a boy and a girl, one in each hand."

*Hiss—*

Curiosity flashed in Principal Fu's eyes. "So that's how it is. Her past life was a search and rescue dog..."

"So character can actually be inherited across time."

Teacher Xiao Wang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Principal, Old Wang, don't you think this is fake?"

The Principal and Old Wang both glanced at Xiao Wang.

"Her character really is like a Border Collie."

"Exactly!"

"This..." Teacher Xiao Wang was somewhat speechless. "But she didn't inherit the Border Collie's intelligence. Otherwise, why are her grades so poor?"

Those words made the other teachers want to laugh.

Kyoto, a tea house on the Third Ring Road.

"Pure nonsense!"

The second disciple, Zheng Ming, seemed to have caught a flaw and said to Xu Mu:

"See, he's just talking nonsense."

"He can't even give specific details or secrets, yet he claims it's for his sister's own good."

"Uncle Xu, Doctor Zhou, do you two believe him?"

The theologian Xu Mu shook his head, then nodded again.

"Tracing past lives—if they can truly be touched, yet he provides no evidence, then it indeed cannot be believed."

Doctor Zhou Ming was relatively calm:

"Perhaps he has his own privacy considerations. Based on his previous predictions, I am more inclined to believe him."

...

Kyoto, inside a university faculty residential compound.

Professor Chen Runzhi had a thoughtful expression:

"As I said before, the vessel changes, but the underlying information does not."

"According to the explanation from Xiao Yu's Brother, this life's personality can indeed be traced back to a past life."

"For example, according to theology—one cultivates hidden merit. When the merit is sufficient, one who was an animal in a past life can become a human in this life."

"Xiao Yu's Brother's explanation... hm, it fits this point."

Old Qian and Old Wang looked at each other but did not comment.

On the screen.

It took a long time for Xiao Yu to recover from the shock of being a dog.

Although she was a bit disappointed, she was more drawn in by her brother's words.

"Brother, can you calculate for others?"

She held her phone, seeing that many people in her fake classmate group were sending messages:

"Many people in the classmate group are asking!"

Jiang Zhe agreed without even thinking:

"Sure. Send it over, then pay; a single cent is enough."

Soon, a netizen named [Hee Hee Ha Ha] in the fake classmate group provided their birth data through Xiao Yu.

Then, they sent a fixed transfer in the group:

[1,000 Yuan]!

[Birth Data: Solar calendar, November 12, 1991, at 9:15 AM. Is this okay? I don't understand Eight Characters]."

Jiang Zhe leaned in and looked at the message in the classmate group.

"It works."

In an instant, the Eight Characters appeared.

Xin Wei, Ji Hai, Bing Xu, Gui Si!

He noted down the characters and took out the blue-covered and red-covered books, flipping back and forth through the Zi Wei Dou Shu.

He was immersed in the focus of decoding.

At this time.

Inside the tea house.

Urged by the second disciple Zheng Ming, Xu Mu also took out a compass and yarrow stalks.

He began to perform traditional calculations for these Eight Characters.

Soon, Xu Mu stopped. Looking at the hexagrams and destiny chart on the computer in front of him, he reached a traditional numerological inference.

"Bing Fire is the Day Master; born in the month of Hai, the place of the Officer Star."

"Yet the Ji Earth Hurting Officer penetrates the stems..."

"The past life was related to [Literature and Education]."

"This netizen's past life was a [scholar who died in depression after failing to find recognition for his talents]."

"What does that mean?" The second disciple couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Xu Mu spoke: "He was a scholar from the mid-Ming Dynasty, and a third-rate one at that."

Beside them, Zhou Ming couldn't help but frown. "Isn't that too long ago? How many lives have passed since then? Could it be calculated wrong?"

"No, the hexagram shows this. Even if someone else calculated it, it would still be a [scholar]!"

Hearing this, the second disciple felt it was very reasonable.

"This is what you call professional!"

But as a result.

The next second!

In the video, Jiang Zhe suddenly snapped his eyes open.

His gaze was filled with solemnity and awe.

He looked at his sister, all his previous playfulness gone:

"Tell that classmate's brother—his past life was human."

"And he was a hero!"

"Not the kind in the movies, but a real..."

At this point, even Jiang Zhe gave a thumbs up: "Hero!"

Xiao Yu and the over two million viewers held their breath, waiting for the truth!

Jiang Zhe paused for a moment, recalling the [sea of fire] imagery shown in the hexagram...

"In his past life, he was a firefighter."

"On August 12, 1985, during the catastrophic forest fire at the North Foothill Forest Farm, he repeatedly went deep into the core to create firebreaks. Eventually, he was surrounded by a sudden shift in the fierce flames and sacrificed his life heroically."

"His name in his past life was: Wang Jianguo—belonging to the Direct Battalion of the Northern Border Forest Firefighting Detachment."

"He was twenty-nine years old at the time of his sacrifice."

As the analysis concluded...

Xu Mu looked at his own calculation of a [scholar], then looked at the truth given by Jiang Zhe.

Time, location, event, even the unit and age.

A look of utter disbelief appeared on his entire face.

[This is possible? He made it up, right?]

How could this be possible?

The calculation was so realistic, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the [scholar] he had calculated!!!

The second disciple Zheng Ming had a look of disdain. "He probably just made up some hero to fill in the answer, right?"

Doctor Zhou Ming suddenly stood up.

"If this isn't a script, then this information is enough to do a thorough investigation!"

"Let's see if it's true!!!"