The Divination Class on Tuesday morning taught face-touching divination, an extension of face divination.

Unlike traditional face divination, which emphasizes many details such as eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, tongue, ears, hair, skin, and head shape, and follows the principles of observing eight zones, then three sections, with eyes horizontally matching five features and mouth matching three sizes, face-touching divination seems more fitting for the realm of mysticism.

In brief, this form of divination makes broad predictions about events and developments, based on the position and manner of touching one’s face unconsciously while thinking about a specific matter.

For example, when an image or name pops into your mind, and you unconsciously touch your nose, it means you’ll see that person soon; unconsciously touching your lips signifies that the person is talking about you; touching the cheeks (apples of the cheeks) foretells that the person is safe and sound; touching the back of your neck indicates that you might not meet in the short term, and so on.

Similarly, when predicting an event, touching the nose means things won’t proceed smoothly, touching the cheeks foretells that things will be accomplished successfully, touching the lips implies the matter will encounter discord (lack of harmony), and touching the chin means ambiguity, the matter might succeed.

"With such demanding conditions for divination and such vague conclusions, no wonder this method is classified as an ’after-school elective.’ " Zheng Qing couldn’t help but complain to Xiao Xiao during the classroom practice.

He had good reason to complain.

Because during the practice just now, he naturally first thought of Jiang Yu, then thought of Su Shijun, but his hands stayed firmly on the table, motionless.

As if they were two stones.

Xiao Xiao attributed this to Zheng Qing’s overly deliberate divination process, thinking too ’intentionally’ in his mind, which was far from the ’unconsciousness’ needed for face-touching divination.

"Isn’t wanting to predict something and not being able to think about it contradictory?" Zheng Qing questioned.

"It’s not about not thinking, but about creating a cut between your ’thinking’ and ’doing’!" Xiao Xiao raised his right hand and made a cutting motion with his fingers, and remarked: "...Thus, everyone can divinate this way, but not everyone can become a diviner."

"A cut? How do you cut?" Zheng Qing ignored the later sigh in the other’s remark.

Xiao Xiao rolled up his sleeves, proudly took off his glasses, then closed his eyes, opened his hands, palms up on the table, while muttering: "The key to this divination skill lies in the three words ’unconscious’..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand raised up and touched his nose.

"Just like this."

He opened his eyes, habitually reached to adjust his glasses, but found nothing, then awkwardly coughed and added: "I was just thinking of Sima... then I touched where?"

"You don’t know where you touched?" Zheng Qing suspiciously looked at him, thinking he was fooling him.

"If I knew where I touched, then it wouldn’t be ’unconscious.’ "

Xiao Xiao fumbled for his glasses, put them back on, and explained in detail: "To maintain an unconscious state, you need to clear your mind, completely eliminating your consciousness’s control over your body... don’t you know the soul defense technique? Find that feeling... yes, close your eyes, take a deep breath, separate the link between consciousness and the body, let your body remain in an unconscious state... then start contemplating the matter you want to divinate in your mind..."

Smack!

Zheng Qing’s arm very naturally lifted, giving him a big slap.

Directly waking him from his meditative state.

Opening his eyes, Zheng Qing blindly looked forward, only to find Xiao Xiao was also looking at him dumbfoundedly.

Before he even came to his senses.

Smack!

The other arm of Zheng Qing also very naturally lifted, giving him another slap.

This thoroughly woke him up.

At the same time, the successive crisp slaps immediately attracted a lot of attention around, even Professor Yi on the podium put down the lecture notes and gave him a smiling glance.

Zheng Qing calmly placed both hands on the table, shoving them under the heavy bronze book—he glimpsed out of the corner of his eye, seeing Jiang Yu in the first row practicing divination with Li Meng, turning her head curiously towards him.

"It was mosquitoes!"

The young cost student with flushed, slightly swollen cheeks explained loudly to Xiao Xiao: "There was just a mosquito on my face..."

The curious glances around them immediately withdrew.

Meanwhile, Xiao Xiao crossed his arms, gazing at him deeply with a leisurely demeanor.

"Go on, what were you just thinking about?"

He didn’t believe Zheng Qing’s explanation at all. After all, they were so close, if there really was a big mosquito on Zheng Qing’s face, he would surely see it.

"What is the omen for getting slapped on the face?" Zheng Qing ignored his companion’s curiosity, lowered his head, and frantically searched through the Divination Class textbook explanations, checking one by one.

"There’s no such entry."

Doctor Xiao, who knew the textbook inside out, immediately provided the most authoritative answer: "The key to face-touching divination is one ’unconsciousness,’ the other ’touch’... there’s really never been such a thing as slapping... uh, wait, in a sense, slapping might be considered a rather intense form of face-touching?"

Although phrased as a question, his face already showed a hint of realization.

Apparently, he believed his own speculation very much.

Then he carefully examined the spot on Zheng Qing’s face where the slap landed, pondering: "Hmm, the place you just ’touched’ is between the apples of the cheeks and the tiger ear... according to what’s written, it signifies safety and smoothness. If you’re thinking about a person, the person should be safe; if it’s a matter, then it should be smoothly resolved... anyhow, it should be a good sign, right? How come you got slapped?"

"Simple, it’s certainly because Mr. Zha was thinking about more than one person or more than one matter just now." The Fat Wizard, listening for who knows how long from the side, finally couldn’t help turning around and leaned over, smirking and analyzing: "I guess he wants both fish and bear’s paw, so the fish spat water in his face and the bear’s paw gave him a big slap..."

"The fish you’re talking about, is it a real fish?" Doctor Xiao obviously understood the ominous implication in the Fat Wizard’s words and chuckled. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Shut up! And you too!"

Zheng Qing angrily interrupted the two exchanging glances, pushed the Fat Wizard who was about to climb over the table back with a bad attitude: "If you don’t talk, no one will take you for a mute!"

As he spoke, he looked at Xin Fat Man, but his thoughts involuntarily drifted to the Fat Wizard’s Senior Linda.

Then he suddenly felt his nose itch a bit, couldn’t help but raise his hand to touch his nose, and halfway through, suddenly remembered the content of this Divination Class, and his hand froze at his nose tip.

At this moment, he had no desire to see Miss Barnes at all.