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"I hope you are all healthy and safe. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info," I said truthfully, "and then I made a wish that the two of us could be together forever." ”

Rong Qi's dark eyes flickered a little.

"Fool. He suddenly reached out and touched my head, "It is taboo for people and ghosts to be together, and you dare to tell the Buddha such a wish?"

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that this was indeed the case.

"But the Buddha was compassionate. I reached out to hold Rong Qi's hand and said with a serious face, "If he knew our intentions, he would also want us to be happy." ”

Rong Qi's dark eyes deepened, and he didn't say anything more, just nodded.

The two of us were just about to go to the host, when we suddenly saw a little monk walk up to us and said calmly: "Two donors, the host has been waiting for a long time. ”

I couldn't help but be stunned.

This monk is worthy of being a master of divination, and he even knows that we are coming to him?

Before we met, I was already in awe of this high monk, and hurriedly followed the little monk with Rong Qi towards the back.

We came to a meditation room in the center of the temple, and just as we stood still, we didn't even knock on the door, and an old and strong voice sounded inside.

"Come in, two donors. ”

Obediently, really a master!

I quickly tidied up my clothes and respectfully pushed the door in.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of incense burner, and in the white smoke, I saw that this was a very simple meditation room, but there was a futon in the middle, and an old monk sat on it, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but the body revealed a strong spiritual power, which was daunting.

On the wall behind the old monk, there is a painting of a woman.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Why is there a portrait of a woman in the host's room? Isn't this a taboo?

Surprised, I couldn't help but glance at the portrait a few more times.

I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw this.

This portrait is so strange.

The strangeness of this portrait is not that there is anything strange about the person in the painting.

On the contrary, it was a very slender and beautiful woman, and she was sitting casually under a tree and playing the guqin, looking very beautiful.

Strangely, her demeanor.

Her demeanor was full of resentment, and not only that, her eyes were tightly closed.

I've never seen anyone's portrait before, and I'm really looking like this, and I'm still staring at it.

I was thinking wildly when I suddenly heard Rong Qi beside me cough lightly.

I turned my head and found that Rong Qi's eyebrows were frowning, as if it was because the smell of incense burners in the room was too strong.

The old monk kept his eyes closed, but as if he had seen all this, he and the little monk who came in with us instructed, "Take out the incense burner." ”

The little monk immediately obediently went out with the incense burner down and closed the door.

"I'm sorry. The little monk went out, and the old monk slowly opened his eyes, "The old man likes incense, but he forgot that a special guest is coming, and he was negligent." ”

The old monk's eyes were so bright that they didn't match the wrinkles on his face, as if he could see into the depths of your soul.

His words also expressed that he obviously knew Rong Qi's identity.

Rong Qi didn't answer, and the old monk wasn't annoyed, but in a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on me.

Immediately, I was seen by the homeroom teacher as if I was in elementary school, and I quickly stood upright.

"Miracle......" The old monk looked at me, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, "I really didn't expect that in his lifetime, the old man would really be able to see such a woman with such a personality and eight characters." ”

I have long been accustomed to the people in the Xuanmen being surprised by my eight characters and fate, so I can only laugh dryly, and I don't know how to answer.

The old monk didn't continue the topic, but looked at Rong Qi again and said lightly: "I don't know what the two of you came from afar, what are you looking for?"

It turns out that this old monk is called Forget Dust.

"You know what we're here for. Rong Qi said lightly, "Why pretend to be stupid?"

Rong Qi's tone was not respectful, I wanted to reproach him for how he could be like this to his seniors, but I soon realized that Rong Qi was more than nine hundred years old, and he was several rounds older than this master of forgetting dust.

Master Forgotten Dust was not annoyed by Rong Qi's attitude, but just smiled faintly and said, "I do know your intentions, but I can't do it, so I just want to ask, is there anything else I can do to help you?"

I noticed that this forgetful dust actually used a "you" to Rong Qi.

It seems that although Rong Qi is a ghost, his status in the Xuanmen is still unshakable.

When Rong Qi heard Wuchen's words, his face suddenly sank, and his tone was a little more dangerous, "It's impossible?"

"Not bad. Master Forgetful Dust was not afraid of Rong Qi at all, "You obviously know that this will be the result, right?"

I know that what Rong Qi and Master Wangchen said was to change my life.

Sure enough, even if it is a master of the five arts, such as Master Forgetchen, it is impossible for me to change my life again.

My mood was a little depressed all of a sudden, but I still pulled Rong Qi's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Forget it, Rong Qi." ”

Rong Qi stared at Master Wuchen, his face was very bad, but he obviously knew that he was being a strong man.

After being silent for a long time, he slowly spoke: "Since this is the case, you can help me calculate what will happen to me and Shu Qian." ”

As soon as the words fell, he grabbed me and sat down directly in front of Master Forgotten Dust.

"It is naturally my honor to be able to help the head of the Rong family tell his fortune. Master Forgetful Dust said lightly and took out a stick.

When I saw the sticker, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

On that stick, there is a red and black trace, just like blood, it looks very familiar?

I immediately remembered that Qian Shun'er, who had told me my fortune before, used an ancestral lottery holder when telling my fortune for the second time, and it seemed to be like this?

I took a closer look and realized that the two sticks were very similar. But there are still some differences, the holder of the Master of Forgotten Dust seems to be older and larger, but the style is really very similar.

I didn't think much about it, but just followed the instructions of Master Forgotten Dust and began to prepare for the draw.

Rong Qi and I shook the sticks one by one, and soon, the two followers fell out.

Master Forgetchen's level is obviously much better than Qian Shun'er, he picked up the sign, he didn't need to flip through the book, and he seemed to understand it after a while.

Soon, I saw a flash of waves on his face, which had always been as calm as water.

But the waves were so fleeting that I couldn't help but wonder if I was wrong.

Master Wangchen slowly put the two sticks on the table, looked at me and Rong Qi thoughtfully, and said slowly: "Lord Rong Qi, Miss Shu Qian, are you sure you want to know the answer to this stick?"

This sentence suddenly lifted my whole heart.

How bad could this be for Master Forgotten Dust to say such a thing?