The light in the room shone on the head of the monk Shande, and the reflected light reflected into Xu Zhiyu's pupils.

Monk Shande put down the cup of water after drinking: "Next, if you don't object, the poor monk wants to take you to Kunlun Yaochi." ”

Xu Zhiyu wanted to go to a tourist attraction for a reason, and now is not the best time to travel, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Mend your spiritual roots. ”

Spiritual roots?

Mend?

Xu Zhiyu's head was full of question marks, there were too many incredible things tonight.

"I have a spiritual root? Is the spiritual root still broken? ”

Shande had a little headache, Xu Zhiyu had too many questions, but he couldn't help but answer: "It can also be said that it is broken, originally you only had half of it, but someone repaired it for you, but I don't know why there is still a corner left to make up for it." ”

I don't know if this is good news or bad news, Xu Zhiyu didn't know what to do for a while.

Shande continued: "Even if you are lucky, in seven days it will be the Yaochi Sacrifice Festival, and I can't take you in at other times, and now the poor monk just has two invitations." ”

After saying that, as if showing off, two jade brands were conjured, and there were words carved and written in gold lacquer on the signs, and Xu Zhiyu couldn't understand what the specific words were.

Xu Zhiyu stared at Shande and tried his best to see something, but no matter how he couldn't understand it, what this Shande was trying to do, there would be no pie in the sky.

With the physical exertion brought about by the emotional outburst, Meng Qinghui finally stopped, exhaled, and lay down on the sofa.

Xu Zhiyu asked Seondeok if he could smoke, and after getting permission, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and spit it out: "Do you have to go?" ”

Shande said firmly: "It must be." ”

"How long to go. ”

"Maybe. ”

Xu Zhiyu thought about it and said: "Then what should I do with my work, my salary has not yet been settled." ”

Probably used to being poor, the first thought is that the salary has not been received yet, and if you go to Yaochi with the monk Shande, I am afraid that you will not be able to get the salary, and the vampire boss will be cheap for nothing.

"You don't need to care about this, isn't it money, with your luck, it's hard to think about it, even if you don't want it, it will automatically come to the door." ”

I was a little moved by Seondeok's words, and I was happy at the thought that I would not be short of money in the future: "Really?"

Seondeok, who was angry and funny, patted his forehead and said.

"What are you called, money will not be a problem for you at all in the future, how to say it, that is, you already have a mountain of gold, no, it should be ten, but you still care about a handful of dirt. ”

Sticking out his fingers, he smirked and counted to one, two, three...... Ten.

Xu Zhiyu asked curiously, "Then how much money do you have, master?" ”

"Ugh. ”

"The poor monk has a clean breeze on his sleeves and is penniless. ”

The smile on his face gradually froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched, so what are you bragging, you still fool people if you have no money.

I thought that I could lie down and wait for the money to be delivered to the door in the future, but I didn't expect this dead monk to be fooling.

I thought so in my heart, but what I said was: "The master is really high-spirited." ”

The monk waved his hand modestly, and said in his mouth: "Where there is, I can't afford it, I can't afford it." ”

If Xu Zhiyu knew about his reputation in Yunyin Temple, I am afraid he would not think so.

Xu Zhiyu remembered something, fumbled in his pocket, and took out a lottery ticket: "Master, you said that I have good luck, so will this lottery ticket win in a while." ”

Shande shook his head and said: , the luck is ethereal, and the poor monk is not easy to say, but there is a high probability that it will. ”

"Do you like to buy lottery tickets?"

Xu Zhiyu put the lottery ticket on the table, and smoothed the wrinkled places with both hands: "I don't like it, this is the first time I bought it, a few days ago I saw someone say that you can buy a lottery ticket when you are in a bad mood to try, don't care if you win, it is in anticipation, in case you win, it is not a loss." ”

"That's right. ”

Meng Qinghui came back to his senses on the side, picked up the lottery ticket and glanced at it, and then looked at Xu Zhiyu: "Master, why can't I see it, doesn't it mean that I have good talent?"

Monk Shande said, "That's because you haven't started cultivating yet. ”

"Then when can I start cultivating? After putting the lottery ticket back in its place, Meng Qinghui asked.

After thinking about it carefully, Monk Shande replied, "It's very soon, about thirty days." ”

Meng Qinghui, who was thinking about cultivation, heard that it would take so many days, and muttered, "It will take thirty days." ”

All three were silent at the same time.

......

When the minute hand points to the six characters, Xu Zhiyu opened his mobile phone and searched for lottery information.

After checking the numbers, Xu Zhiyu felt that it should be like this, but he put down his mobile phone and lottery ticket in some frustration.

"I knew how I could be the main character. ”

After Meng Qinghui took the lottery ticket, he carefully checked it and said: "I really didn't win." ”

At this time, the purple moire pattern on Xu Zhiyu's eyebrows flashed, and only the monk Shande noticed this and said, "You can take a look again." ”

Meng Qinghui handed the lottery ticket to Monk Shande, and picked up the mobile phone to make the screen point at Shande: "No matter how much you look at it, it won't change, master, are you mistaken, Zhiyu may not be the person you said." ”

Monk Shande did not take the lottery ticket, but pushed it back to Meng Qinghui: "It won't be wrong, you can take a serious look." ”

Meng Qinghui, who was suspicious, picked up the lottery ticket again and found that the numbers on it had changed.

"I'll go, no. ”

"I'm not dreaming. ”

"It's really hit, Zhiyu, pinch me and see if it's a dream. ”

Hearing Meng Qinghui next to him, Xu Zhiyu, who didn't believe it, slapped him over.

"Does it hurt. ”

Meng Qinghui touched his face in surprise and said, "It hurts." ”

Xu Zhiyu felt that Meng Qinghui was crazy, and grabbed the lottery ticket and looked at it: "It's really won." ”

Crazy, Xu Zhiyu felt that the whole world was crazy.

First the virtuous monk, and then this lottery, the mood is very responsible, I don't know whether to be happy or to cry happily.

Although it is very, I have to believe that there are really gods in the world.

And the gods are right in front of them.

Struggling to control his trembling hands, Xu Zhiyu probably understood what this meant.

This is not a simple 10 million, but it means that you can have an infinite number of 10 million, no, it is something that you can have a lot of money that you can't do, such as immortality and resurrection.

However, no matter what the monk Shande said, it is not as shocking as a winning lottery ticket in front of him.

Meng Qinghui pushed the stupid Xu Zhiyu and said happily: "Know...... Zhiyu, let's send it. ”

"Hahahaha. Looking at the lottery ticket in his hand, Xu Zhiyu laughed uncontrollably.

Meng Qinghui on the side also laughed happily, and the two of them laughed breathlessly.

Monk Shande looked at the two calmly, and there was no wave in his heart: "This is satisfied?"

"Master, I don't have much ambition, to use the words on the Internet, a good person, one acre of land, 100 million deposits. ”