"It's a funny little one!"

With Feng Rui's current age, it is not too much to call He Yingqiu a little guy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"He has a heart......

He Yingqiu set up a spirit card for him, he naturally sensed it, which means that from now on, he will be able to enjoy the incense of the Maoshan faction.

Incense is actually the power of faith, but it has been called differently, and it is no different in nature.

In fact, he taught the method of what should be sought, it was just a temporary idea, although the interception of the zombie plane had nothing to do with the interception of the flood plane, but after all, it was all interception.

As the substitute head of the sect, Feng Rui naturally couldn't watch the decline of the sectarian sect.

Therefore, out of compassion, he created a method of practicing qi, taught it to He Yingsu in his dream, and gave him a bottle of high-grade elixir, hoping that he could regain the prestige of the sect.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Feng Rui guards the antique shop every day, living a 9-to-5 ordinary life.

"Finally there is ......"

Feng Rui suddenly felt something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked in the direction of the east.

Legend has it that when Guanyin ascended to heaven, she looked back and saw the suffering of the mortal world, leaving behind the last tear of red dust, and this tear of red dust turned into a human name called Master Miaoshan.

Touching the suffering of the world, every 33 years has passed to people who are destined to travel, and it is rumored that Master Miao Shan knows everything, and everyone who is destined to be able to ask her three questions.

"I don't know if the so-called Master Miao Shan is really omniscient......

Feng Rui hoped that Master Miao Shan really knew everything, so that he would be able to learn from her the fate of the Emperor, or the whereabouts of the Emperor's Extreme Scripture.

Feng Rui has been looking for fate, and even he often releases his immortal sense, enveloping the whole world to search for fate.

It's a pity that no matter whether it is a search by immortal consciousness or a calculation, the whereabouts of fate have not been found.

According to the development of the deadlocked plot, fate will not appear until the third part, and Feng Rui does not lack that time, but if he can find his fate as soon as possible, it will naturally be better.

…………

Tsutenkaku, a group of people gathered.

In the hall, Kazuo Yamamoto sat on the sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand, noble and elegant with indifference.

There was a red liquid flowing from the glass, not red wine, but steaming blood.

"Harmen, if you were asked three questions, what would they ask?"

"I don't want to ask anything, I'm happy since I became a subordinate of the boss, I can do whatever I want, no problem to ask."

Harmen replied respectfully.

Kazuo Yamamoto just smiled and didn't say much, but looking at his appearance, it was clear that he was still very satisfied with Harmen's answer.

I saw Kazuo Yamamoto turn his head and look at Biga and ask.

"And you, Piga, what would you ask if it were?"

"When I don't have money, I ask when I'll be rich, and when I have money, I'll ask how I won't die, I don't need money anymore, and I'm not afraid of death, the only thing I want to ask is how long I can stay with the boss."

"Until the day you die."

Kazuo Yamamoto replied with a smile, and Biga smiled happily.

Kazuo Yamamoto took a sip of his eyes, swept his gaze to Mago Domoto, and asked with a frown.

"Ken, what about you?"

"I don't dare ask."

Mago Domoto gave his usual cowardly answer.

Kazuo Yamamoto frowned, and his tone became a little unhappy.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid that after asking three questions, more questions will appear, and then there will be no chance to ask again, not to mention that three questions are not equal to three wishes, and the answer may be very realistic and cruel......"

"Knock knock!"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"The boss is me, and I'm Guodong."

"Come in!"

Lin Guodong pushed in, walked up to Kazuo Yamamoto, and said respectfully.

"Boss, Master Miao Shin has already started to meet with believers."

"Very good, let's go!"

Kazuo Yamamoto put down his glass and left directly with everyone.

"Boss, can I go with you?"

Seeing that Kazuo Yamamoto didn't seem to be ready to bring himself, Lin Guodong hurriedly asked.

After all, seeing Miaoshan once in thirty-three years, it is still a question whether he can live that long, and he also has cancer, and it is already very good to live for half a year.

Kazuo Yamamoto stopped and turned to look at Lin Guodong.

"You also have a question for Miaoshan?"

"Yes."

"Let's go together! Let's see if Guodong and Miao Shan have a fate? ”

"Thank you, Boss."

Kazuo Yamamoto nodded and walked towards the door, and Lin Guodong hurriedly followed.

Lin Guodong is actually a poor man, he has cancer and wants to become a zombie, in order to become a zombie, Lin Guodong has been loyal all these years and has been working for Kazuo Yamamoto.

It's a pity that Kazuo Yamamoto has never bitten him.

"The boss has arrived!"

About half an hour later, the group came to a temple.

Everyone got out of the car and climbed up the stone steps to the temple, today is the day when Master Miao Shin received the believers, and many believers came to the temple, and they all knelt in the corridor of the temple.

However, they are obviously not destined people, and if they were destined people, they should have gone in to see Miao Shan a long time ago, instead of kneeling on the ground and praying sincerely.

Just as Kazuo Yamamoto and the others walked into the temple, a person who looked like a nun stepped forward to stop them.

"I'm sorry, Master Miao Shan only sees thirty-three people every thirty-three years, and if you want to see Master Miao Shan, you must draw a red lot!"

"How many people have already won the red lottery?"

"Thirty-one."

"Gordon, if you want to smoke, you can smoke first."

Seeing that Lin Guodong was about to move, Kazuo Yamamoto couldn't help but smile slightly.

Although Lin Guodong was very moved, he was still modest.

"Boss, isn't that okay?"

"If you tell you to smoke it, you will smoke it!"

Kazuo Yamamoto doesn't care about the way.

Lin Guodong was lucky, he really won the red lottery, Kazuo Yamamoto patted him on the shoulder and took the red lottery.

"Good pumping!"

“……”

Lin Guodong suddenly looked bitter, but who called him a subordinate, and he had to give up the red lottery to the boss.

Kazuo Yamamoto took the red slip and walked directly towards the hall, but he was stopped by the nun after taking a few steps.

"Sir, you can't go in yet, the master is receiving distinguished guests, and he has told no one to disturb him."

"Distinguished guest, what is more noble than our boss?"

Bijia was furious when she heard this, in her mind, Kazuo Yamamoto was the most noble.

Kazuo Yamamoto smiled and continued to walk forward.

"I'd love to see what kind of guest it is."

"You can't go in, sir...... Mr. ......"

After all, the nun is just an ordinary person, where can she stop a group of zombies, but Kazuo Yamamoto didn't hurt the nun, he just led someone to break in.

Kazuo Yamamoto wanted to see what kind of distinguished guest he was, so that Miaozen turned him away. (To be continued.) )