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He Xiaomiao's mother said: "It's okay, let's cut one for everyone." ”

"Okay." Yu Bo responded, quickly picked up the apple and peeled it, and the embarrassment on his face finally eased.

He Xiaomiao found a box of West Lake Longjing and came out, and made a cup for Xiao He and himself, "Master Xiao, drink tea." ”

"Thanks, don't be busy, come and sit, I just have a few questions for you."

"Oh, good."

After He Xiaomiao sat down, Xiao He asked, "I gave you that talisman, did you give it to your father?" ”

As soon as he mentioned this, He Xiaomiao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Give, give, I also specially asked my father to put it close to me." Master Xiao, it's really amazing, since my dad put that talisman on his body, in the past few days, although he still feels that he has no strength and spirit, but he doesn't continue to deteriorate, Master Xiao, is this the talisman working. ”

"What?" He Xiaomiao's mother was surprised: "Xiaomiao, what talisman did you wear for your father?" ”

"Yes, it's the talisman that Master Xiao gave me, it seems to be called a requiem talisman, right, Master Xiao."

Xiao He also responded, and He Xiaomiao's mother was a little anxious: "Xiaomiao, how can you let your father wear this kind of thing indiscriminately, what if something happens?" "Tree like a web address: heiyaпge off the mouth of the heart chapter

It seems that He Xiaomiao's mother still believes in the art of Fu Seal, and her reaction to this aspect is so big.

"What's the matter, isn't this good, not only did Dad not have an accident, but he didn't let his condition worsen." He Xiaomiao said in wonder.

"What's the condition, your dad is not sick at all, but he is tired, don't talk nonsense." He Xiaomiao's mother reprimanded He Xiaomiao, then looked at Xiao He and asked, "Master Xiao, do you know the art of drawing talismans?" ”

"I understand it." Xiao He nodded lightly.

"However, as far as I know, the art of the talisman is extremely complicated, and without more than decades of hard work, you can't get out of the teacher at all, and before you leave the teacher, you can't use the talisman you draw for others without authorization, Master Xiao, I'm not wrong, right?"

Xiao He glanced at He Xiaomiao's mother in surprise, this rule does exist, but it is the rule of the feng shui industry, Xiao He heard Pang Xiuyuan say it. For Xiao He, it is naturally not applicable, Xiao He is surprised, He Xiaomiao's mother would actually know this rule.

However, Xiao He thought about it again, maybe He Xiaomiao's mother had been in contact with a master in feng shui before, such as Pang Xiuyuan, and only knew such a rule.

"That's right, there's a rule." Xiao He nodded in acknowledgement.

"Then Master Xiao, I see that you are only in your early 20s this year, with your current age, you should not have a master in drawing talismans, why do you want to give the talismans you drew to others?" He Xiaomiao's mother had already used a questioning tone.

Xiao He guessed correctly, He Xiaomiao's mother had indeed come into contact with some feng shui masters, and because she had used the talisman drawn by a feng shui master who had never been a teacher, she suffered a big loss and almost lost her life, so she cared so much about the talisman.

Xiao He was a little dissatisfied with He Xiaomiao's mother's questioning tone, and said: "The art of Fu Seal is broad and profound, and this rule may not be suitable for everyone. ”

"In this way, Master Xiao means that he is not an ordinary person anymore."

"Sort of, hey, I can't tell you, don't bother me to ask about the patient's condition, Xiao Miao, you just said that after you used my requiem charm for your father, his condition just didn't deteriorate, but not improved?"

"Ahh He Xiaomiao reacted and was about to answer, but was interrupted by his mother again: "Master Xiao, it doesn't matter if you are an ordinary person or not, but you use talismans and seals without permission, if something happens to my family, I believe that not only the law will not spare you, but the Taoist Association will not spare you." ”

The Taoist Association is a semi-official organization, why do you say semi-official, because it is an official organization on the surface, but the people who really speak in it are not official people, but some capable masters.

The Taoist Association is mainly to manage the country's Taoist-related organizations, including Feng Shui, which belongs to metaphysics, which is also a branch of Taoism, so if Xiao He is really a Feng Shui master, strictly speaking, the Taoist Association has the right to manage Xiao He.

That's why He Xiaomiao's mother said so.

It's just that Xiao He, this feng shui master, is a fake at all, and he doesn't care what kind of Taoist association he has.

Xiao He said: "Okay, for the sake of you He Xiaomiao's mother, I shouldn't have heard your threat." Since you don't believe me so much, let's just assume that I haven't been here, Xiao Miao, I'll go first. Well, this has nothing to do with you, I still recognize you as a friend. ”

After Xiao He finished speaking, he got up from the sofa, hugged Feixue and walked out.

"Don't, Master Xiao, don't go." He Xiaomiao was anxious: "Mom, Master Xiao is really a person with great skills, don't talk nonsense." ”

Xiao He said: "Xiao Miao, it's okay, this matter is not up to you, don't send it, I'll go first." ”

He Xiaomiao's face was anxious, wanting to keep Xiao He, but he didn't know how to speak.

But He Xiaomiao's mother didn't have any intention of retaining, she still sat on the sofa and watched TV, as if she hadn't seen this scene.

Xiao He had just walked to the door, when suddenly a middle-aged man's voice came from the staircase: "Master Xiao, please stay." ”

Xiao He looked back and saw that a middle-aged man who looked like He Xiaomiao, holding a crutch, was walking downstairs with the support of another middle-aged man: "Master Xiao, please stay." ”

The man spoke again, and his voice was indeed a little weak.

In addition, his whole face was also a little pale and looked a little haggard, and at first glance, it seemed that he was really too tired.

Seeing this, He Xiaomiao hurriedly ran over, helped He Hongyuan on the other side, and together with the middle-aged man, helped him to go down the stairs.

"Secretary He, slow down." The middle-aged man who was helping He Hongyuan next to him spoke.

"Master Xiao, please stay." Finally, He Hongyuan walked down the stairs and spoke again.

"Lao He, what are you doing here?" He Xiaomiao's mother also came over to help He Hongyuan.

"You walk away for me." He Hongyuan shook his hand and shook He Xiaomiao's mother's hand away.

"Lao He, what are you doing?" He Xiaomiao's mother asked puzzled.

"What for?" He Hongyuan said angrily: "Don't you know a lot of masters, why no one can cure my illness, now that there is a true Bodhisattva who does not worship, you still have to rush outside, do you have to watch me die, you are willing." ”

Listening to He Hongyuan's meaning, during this time, they not only went to the hospital, but also invited many so-called masters to come and see, but no one could be optimistic about He Hongyuan's illness. (To be continued.) )