Lin Fengjiao looked at the various items that were constantly being moved home, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you even buy a treadmill?" ”

Wang Zijun said: "Didn't you say that you got fat? This is just the right exercise for you. By the way, this is the address of a yoga master, I went to investigate, this master does have some doorways, not the kind of cheating, practicing yoga is good for maintaining figure and health. ”

Lin Fengjiao fiddled with a large car toy, and couldn't help but touch her lower abdomen, where there was already a circle of fat.

Wang Xianzhi suddenly came over and said, "You guys clean up, I'll take you to see a master."

"Superior?" Wang Zijun was puzzled, my father came to the United States for the first time, where did he know any masters, he wouldn't have been deceived.

"Ask so much what to do, you will still hurt you?"

Wang Xianzhi said, "Take Feng Jiao and my little grandson with you." ”

Wang Zijun shook his head helplessly, this old man is as stubborn as a cow, the more he fights with him, the more self-defeating he will be.

Wang Zijun has been very popular in Los Angeles recently, for fear that he will be recognized, so he and Lin Fengjiao both dressed up in disguise before going out with his father.

After waiting for the car, Wang Xianzhi suddenly said: "Yun Dao Chang is a master of Taoism, and he once had the grace of life for me, so stay for a while and be polite to the weak." ”

"We're going to see a Taoist priest?" Wang Zijun asked. "Well, Yun Dao Chang is a cultivator of the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Sect, and it is said that he is now more than a hundred years old, and he still has a childish face and is very healthy." Wang Xianzhi said.

"Bragging!" Wang Zijun said with a smile, "More than a hundred years old monsters are no longer powerful. ”

"You know!" Wang Xianzhi scolded, "When you Lao Tzu saw Yun Dao Chang back then, he was already a white hair, and Jiu Zai had passed for decades, not a hundred years old but also ninety years old. ”

Wang Zijun leaned back in his seat and stopped talking.

Lin Fengjiao asked, "Dad, are we going this time?" ”

Wang Xianzhi said: "The talisman seal of the Maoshan faction is very spiritual, I went to ask for a talisman for Xiaohu this time, and by the way, I also asked for one for my eldest grandson and granddaughter." ”

Wang Zijun avoided his father's gaze and secretly stuck out his tongue at Lin Fengjiao. If it is said that the bull-nosed old way is hundreds of years old, Wang Zijun still believes it to some extent, but this kind of thing is really not convincing at all.

Wang Xianzhi said in a tone of hatred that iron does not become steel: "Originally, I wanted to wait for the full moon of Xiaohu to visit Yun Daochang, and begged him to help JL1 Tiger choose a good name. You kid, Feng Jiao is only a few days old and is leaving, I'm really angry. ”

Xiaohu is the nickname of Wang Zijun's son.

Wang Zijun didn't dare to answer, and looked at Lin Fengjiao apologetically. Baidu search book title plus see the latest chapter.//

Lin Fengjiao hurriedly helped him defend: "Dad, I have something to do, the crew is ready, just waiting for him as a director." ”

"Filming is more important than my wife and son?" Wang Xianzhi fell into the road.

Wang Zijun was silent, and slandered in his heart: Your old man left his wife who had just passed the door and went to Shaolin Temple to learn art, why didn't he think about his wife that day?

The car pulls into Chinatown and stops in front of a very shabby-looking fortune teller.

This, this, this is what Daddy said about being a master in the world?

Wang Zijun looked at the Buddha statues, straw paper, spirit talismans, and Lao Jun statues in the shop and was dumbfounded, and there was actually a statue of Guan Gong on the shelf...... The shop was deserted, with only a young customer, waiting expectantly for an answer.

I saw an old man with a white beard sitting opposite the young man, rolling his eyes and pinching his fingers, looking like a magic stick. After counting for a long time, suddenly his eyes rolled back and asked, "Strings, I forgot to ask you what you are just now." ”

A few black lines appeared on Wang Zijun's forehead. "Dao Chief, can you help me see if I can be admitted to Haval this time?" The young man said nervously.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the young man for a while: "You have beads in your ears, and you have love in the five mountains, but if you are insufficient, the roots of the mountains will be broken." Whether it's studying or doing business, it's not easy to succeed. The eyebrow bones are high, and there are many tribulations. But your forehead is big and square, the sky is long, and the old man is lucky and prosperous. So, young man, look to Bi in everything, and insist on persistence will always be powerful.

The young man asked, "In other words, I will invade mold when I am young, and I will only develop when I am old?" ”

The old man nodded.

"Then can I get into Haval this time?" The young man continued.

The old man said, "Even if you pass the exam, you will quit halfway." ”

"Is there no way to remedy it?" The young man asked.

"It can't be saved. Fate is predestined, and I don't have the ability to change my life. The old man stroked his beard, looking like he didn't talk about it anymore.

The young man took out his wallet: "I will increase the honorarium and ask the Taoist chief for guidance." ”,

The old man still didn't speak.

The young man stood up with his sleeves, threw out five dollars and left, and said scoldingly: "What an iron-clad trick, a trick to deceive people." ”

As soon as the young man left, Wang Xianzhi walked up and greeted the junior: "Master, I haven't seen you for thirty years, and your old man is still the same, and he hasn't changed at all." ”

"Why are you here?" The old man asked casually.

Wang Xianzhi said respectfully: "I came to the United States to see my daughter-in-law and small magazines, son, I heard that Brother Chen said that you are in Los Angeles, so I came to visit the old man Zhu." This is a little tea brought by the younger generation, and I don't know if it suits your old appetite. ”

"Put it down." The old man said.

Wang Xianzhi took the child from Lin Fengjiao's hand and walked up to the old man: "Master, this is my little grandson, I haven't named it yet, Master Qiu will give me a name." ”

As soon as Xiaohu left Lin Fengjiao's embrace, he began to cry, the old man stretched out his finger and teased him in the face, and the child stopped crying magically, looking at the old man and grinning.

The old man hugged the child for a while, and said with a smile: "What a pair of peach blossom eyes, this little guy is afraid that he will find you a lot of granddaughters-in-law in the future." ”

When Lin Fengjiao heard this, she looked at Wang Zijun with a smile, and Wang Zijun hurriedly spread his hands to say that he was very innocent.

The old man asked, "Did you bring the figure of eight-)"

Wang Xianzhi hurriedly took out Xiaohu's birthday and said:

"Children are 'book' characters, if the master thinks it is inappropriate, it is okay not to name according to the character generation."

"Lao Dao, I have studied Fu Seal all my life, this fortune-telling ability, Mai Xiangfa, Ziwei Doushu or something, it is purely amateurish, if you make a mistake, don't come to me Ma 43I." The old man said as he counted the eight characters.

"Where, where." Mr. Wang echoed and smiled.

"The five elements lack fire, so let's have the word 'Yi'." Lao Tao said.

"Good, good name." Wang Xianzhi hurriedly said.

Wang Zijun rolled his eyes as he watched from the side, walked over mischievously and said, "Master, why don't you help me calculate?" ”

The old man glanced at him when he heard this, and he was originally casual, but suddenly he was shocked, rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, and said in his mouth: "Strange, strange, obviously the face of an early life, how did he become rich and noble, and live a long life?"

Could it be that a master who lost his yang shou helped him change his life? ”

No way! This old man is a monster.

Wang Zijun listened to the old man's self-talk, and was so frightened that he almost ran for his life.

The old man flew out and stretched out his hand, and Wang Zijun's wrist was grabbed by him without any resistance, only to feel that the place where he was caught by the other party was hot.

"It's actually full of vitality, strange, they all have sons, how can they still keep the innate true yuan?" The old man suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Zijun's shirt and asked, "Boy, do you want to learn the Tao?" ”

Wang Zijun hurriedly shook his head: "That, master, I have killed my wife and son, and I don't plan to become a Taoist priest." Besides, I like to eat meat, and I'll starve to death if I'm a vegetarian all day. "Who said that if you cultivate the Tao, you must become a Taoist, and who said that if you become a Taoist, you can't marry a wife, have children, and eat meat?" The old man blew his beard and said, "This bone of bamboo is just right for cultivation, and a wisp of innate true essence has not been lost, and even the cF base is exempt." ”

What's the matter, the innate true yuan is here. Wang Ziqian looked bitter and wanted to shout: Director, this old man has entered the chain set.

"I think it's better to forget it." Wang Zijun didn't agree, in his opinion, cultivation is to squat at home and meditate all day long, and he will be suffocated to death.

The old man saw that Wang Zijun did not let go, and sighed regretfully:

"Tyrannical things, tyrannical things!"

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and everyone has their own aspirations." Wang Zijun said with a haha.

The old man turned his head to look at Lin Fengjiao again, his face became more and more puzzled, and said, "Why has this girl's life been changed?" Strange, monster, I'm dazzled. Suddenly, he said to Wang Zilian, "Boy, you come in with me!" ”

Regardless of whether Wang Zijun agreed or not, the old man returned the child to Wang Xianzhi, and pulled Wang Zijun towards the back room. Wang Zilian wanted to resist, but felt that the scrawny expert who grabbed him was as if it was made of steel.

When he arrived in the back room, Wang Zijun looked at the old man anxiously, for fear that the other party would know his details.

"Boy, have you ever met any masters?" The old man asked.

Wang Zijun could only pretend to be confused at this time, saying that he couldn't understand what Lie Fang was saying.

"It's weird, it's weird." The more the old man thought about it, the more confused he became, and he was about to go crazy.

Wang Zijun saw that he seemed to have real material, and asked weakly: "Big 9 coins, is my life bad?" ”

"Not good? It's so good that it's not an emperor in ancient times, but at least a very human minister! I don't know which bastard can do it, and he dares to do this kind of thing that changes his life against the sky, and he is not afraid of causing a curse. The old man blew his beard and glared. ,

Wang Zijun was overjoyed for no reason, and said: "Master, if there is nothing else, why don't I leave first, and come back next time I have time to ask for advice?" ”

The old man asked, "You really don't want to cultivate?" ”

"Well, I'm not available right now." Wang Zijun said with a shy face, "Why don't the master give me a secret book, and I will take it home and practice it myself?" ”

"Do it yourself?" The old man seemed to be smiling, and threw a thread-bound ancient book from the cabinet, "Then you can practice it yourself." ”

Wang Zijun stretched out his hand to catch the book, and the smile on his face froze directly, what kind of secret book of cultivation is this, it is actually a stall overlooking the "Huangting Neijing Sutra". What kind of god cover, purple smoke, jade book, gonggen, all Nima professional terms, take it back and look at it for hundreds of years, Huo doesn't understand.

"If you don't teach, forget it, it's really stingy to fool me about what to do with a broken book." Wang Zijun muttered.

The old man heard Wang Zijun say that "The Scene of the Yellow Court" was a broken book, and he was so angry that he almost killed him with one palm.

(To be continued)