The Charismatic Charlie Wade

George, noting Maria’s horrified expression and her unusual nervousness in speech, wasted no time in inquiring, “Miss Clark, what do you make of this sight?”

Maria responded, “This… The dark clouds appear chaotic and unruly, yet there’s an underlying complexity, a sense of… it feels akin to the Zen Gua image from the Book of Changes’ sixty-four hexagrams.”

“Zen Gua?” Geena exclaimed, clearly taken aback, “Could this cloud actually represent a hexagram?”

Maria nodded, murmuring, “Zen hexagrams are always intricate. Ancient wisdom tells us that when upheaval arrives, laughter turns bitter; a shocking event in the distant field, no mourning for the blade. When this hexagram appears, it’s a merging of the main hexagram and the guest hexagram, signifying an unforeseen, earth-shattering occurrence.”

George, now even more astounded, inquired, “Who possesses the ability to divine from the sky’s clouds?”

Maria appeared befuddled, “I’m not sure… But… This divination seems to have commenced precisely when we arrived. I don’t think it’s man-made.”

“Unnatural, then…” Geena questioned, “Could it be a natural occurrence?”

Maria shook her head, saying, “The secret eludes me…”

As they spoke, the sky’s dark clouds continued their rapid transformation. Thick clouds seemed to draw from an unending well in the heavens, covering the entire Heaven Lake valley in a relentless surge.

Maria frowned, gazing skyward with wide eyes, whispering to herself, “The hexagrams shift too swiftly… I… I cannot fathom it. What are you attempting to convey? Can you clarify? At all?”

The enigmatic clouds, of course, remained indifferent to her muttered queries, their transformation unabated.

anxiously noted, “There are so many variables, each demanding extensive comprehension. With their rapid changes, another hexagram emerges in the blink of an eye. I… I truly cannot

activating video recording. “Miss Clark, fret not. I’ll capture all these

turbulent hexagram. It hints at a plea for aid, but it does not clarify who or what seeks

pressed, “If it’s not someone or something, then what exactly is

responded in a hushed tone, “I

widened, and she exclaimed, “Ah!

urgently asked, “What have

up in Maria’s eyes as she pointed to the barren ground beneath her feet, her excitement

Mother

the Mother of Pu’er fail to transcend three hundred years ago? Why

explain the reasoning, but I can sense it. That familiarity, it’s the

appealing through the clouds, what does she require of us?

she’s trapped within this tumultuous hexagram, unable to

descended slowly. The air now teemed with moisture, and the atmospheric pressure was plummeting,

apparent as she paced restlessly. She lamented, “The hexagrams are becoming increasingly ominous, with the main hexagram gradually succumbing to Ke Gua’s

the inscrutable hexagrams, could only stand there, his worry etched across his

continued to thicken and descend, creating a potent low-pressure system

losing ground to Ke Gua. If I can’t find a solution soon,