After wandering in the vast universe for more than half a month, and doing planetary transformation for an unknown amount of time, Mo Yan still returned to Blue Star.

The barbecue shop on the street picked up two meat skewers and asked for a bottle of beer, but Mo Yan couldn't find the feeling he had before.

The closer you are to God, the farther away you are from people!

He is already a little unaccustomed to the life of ordinary citizens, and some of his desires are getting weaker and weaker, but his heart to climb higher halls is getting stronger and stronger.

"Boss, check out, how much?"

Swallowing the last piece of cumin mutton into his stomach, Mo Yan asked the fat master who was grilling the skewers.

The fat master turned his head and said with a smile: "A total of twenty-five yuan, young man!"

Mo Yan scanned the QR code with his mobile phone, paid for the meal, and said, "Master, I transferred the money to you using WeChat, remember to check it." ”

"Okay, young man, you go slowly, and come back next time when you have time." The fat master waved his hand very enthusiastically.

Mo Yan let out a faint "um", put away his phone, left the barbecue shop, and wandered aimlessly around the steel city.

At night, the city of WH is very lively, and the black night is dyed with brilliant neon lights, like the hidden desires of human beings.

Mo Yan's primordial spirit is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the void, no matter how subtle the changes are, it is difficult to hide from his heart, because of this, he can truly feel the seven emotions and six desires, and the huge net of red dust woven by various thoughts firmly locks the city.

"Prosperous city, drunk gold fans!"

No wonder "Hug Puzi Inner Chapter" once mentioned: There is no Tao in the mountains and forests, and those who are Taoists must enter the mountains and forests, and they want to stay away from each other, and this is pure...... Not to mention anything else, just because of the red dust and turbidity formed by the entanglement of all kinds of desires, how can ordinary cultivators easily get it? Drilling into the deep mountains and old forests will not cause near evil turbidity, so as to attract fishy qi, let alone offend the villain, and suffer some unnecessary qi, disturbing the pure heart, the so-called red dust refining the heart, it also depends on who is ...... person."

Mo Yan sighed lightly in his heart, and unconsciously, he had come to the edge of the Hongguang Bridge, and suddenly called a voice to stop.

"Layman, please stay!"

Mo Yan stopped from the good flow, raised his eyes, and suddenly saw a fortune-telling stall under a big tree next to him, and a handsome and elegant young Taoist priest sat behind the stall.

This Taoist priest raised two eyelids, a listless and lazy appearance, the hair on his head was sparsely sparsely bunned, fixed with a green and white wooden hairpin, and a leaf stem was held at the corner of his mouth.

In the bustling city, a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, this style of painting is a bit mismatched.

Mo Yan smiled and walked over slowly: "If the Taoist chief just said that Daoist friends please stay, I won't say a word, and I won't pay attention to you, how far will I go." ”

"Is the layman treating me as a Shengong leopard?"

The young Taoist priest spit out the leaf stems and grinned: "Even if I am really Shengong Leopard, the layman is afraid that I will call you a fellow Daoist, could it be that on which mountain?"

This last half of the sentence says...... It's like a bandit leader, which hill is it?

Mo Yan smiled dumbly, he had nothing to do, and he also had a little bit of idle chatting and joking thoughts: "Yes, don't hide it from your friends, I used to be from Wudang Mountain, and I thought that life on the mountain was light, so it was not as good as the big city, so I couldn't hold back my temperament, so I went down the mountain, I don't know which mountain you are on the same mountain?

The young Taoist priest shook his head: "It's not, me...... The people who came down from Maoshan Mountain. ”

Mo Yan pointed to the fortune-telling stall in front of his feet: "This fellow Daoist, forgive me for being lonely and unheard, aren't you Maoshan good at exorcising ghosts and subduing demons? Could it be that you are also good at fortune-telling?

The young Taoist priest sneered: "Where are there still ghosts for us to catch now...... This fortune telling, I know a little bit about it, and I eat with a mouthful. ”

"Daoist friend stopped me, did he want to tell my fortune?" Mo Yan asked with a smile.

The young Taoist priest picked up the tattered pu fan, fanned the wind, and said: "I see that the Taoist friends are aimless, and their eyes are distant and abrupt, so they must have some worries in their hearts, isn't this ....... Adhering to the moral spirit of helping others, I called you over, so that I could enlighten and enlighten you, as for this fortune telling...... Hey, don't force it, really don't force it, although I think it's still good, maybe it will help you, you say?"

"Since Daoyou don't force it, then don't force it, it just so happens that I don't believe in fate. Mo Yan spread his hands, and he looked like he was not as respectful as obeying his fate.

The young Taoist priest blinked his eyes, this plot development is a little wrong, although he said that he didn't force it, but in this case, out of affection, shouldn't he say "Since this is the case, let's do the math"?

Coughing dryly, the young Taoist priest lowered his voice and said: "This Taoist friend, secretly tell you, it's night, but I haven't eaten breakfast yet, as the saying goes, people are iron, rice is just, if you don't eat a meal, you are hungry and panicked, counting morning, noon and evening, I haven't eaten three meals, it's rare to meet in the red dust, why don't you do it, the rivers and lakes will help you? ”

When Mo Yan heard this, he sighed faintly: "Daoyou are really miserable, to tell you the truth, although I don't believe in fate, I know my fate, understand fate, and can change people's lives against the sky, do Daoyou want to change your bad luck?"

The young Taoist priest smashed his mouth twice, pondered the taste, and said dryly: "Fellow Daoist, I have no money, I really don't have money!"

"Who do you think of me? I have never practiced this art of changing my life against the heavens since I completed it, and if you are willing to defy the law, not only will you not be charged money...... I'll give you the money!"

Mo Yan smiled freely, did not just say or do, but actually took out three red and bright banknotes.

Is this pie in the sky?

The young Taoist priest stared at the banknote directly, and glanced at Mo Yan in surprise, and after a fierce psychological struggle, he puffed up his chest and looked like he was open: "Okay, Daoist friends have wonderful skills and are willing to change my life with me, so why should I regret this? ”

"I have some taboos in this method, I can't look at it with my eyes, and I ask Daoist friends to close their eyes!" Mo Yan said with a smile.

The young Taoist priest hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, obediently closed his eyes, and then felt two fingers on his forehead, and only moved away after a while.

"Okay, the Dao Law has been completed, and I have planted a Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Charm in your body, if you encounter a life-threatening crisis, just shout 'Dao friends help me', it will definitely help you turn evil into good fortune, please open your eyes now." ”

When the young Taoist priest heard this, he opened his eyes, only to see three red and bright banknotes placed on the fortune-telling booth, and the young man who had talked to him before looked at him with a smile on his face, which made his pupils shrink......

The figure of this young man, like a reflection in the water, rippled slightly, slowly becoming blurred, hazy, sparse, and finally ...... Gone!