The middle-aged woman was still a little disappointed when she heard that there was no talisman and talisman water she wanted.

But still nodded:

"Okay! Dao Chief, then you can help me remove these two moles, and then draw me a peace charm. ”

Mao Jing nodded.

He shouted at me:

"Jiang Ning, you help me draw talismans. My junior sister owes some fire, so I'll go and make medicine for Ms. Qi. ”

Pan Ling pouted at Mao Jing, puffing out angrily but didn't refute.

"Okay!"

I replied.

Subsequently, Mao Jing went to the back of the room, and Pan Ling also quickly prepared pen and ink.

I asked Ms. Qi about her husband's birthday and drew a spell in front of her.

And behind the charm, write the eight characters of his husband's birthday.

The reason why the eight characters are written is to enhance the effect of the peace charm and make it more specific.

After I finished drawing the charm, Pan Ling took a small sachet.

The charm can be placed in a sachet for a beautiful and easy to carry.

Ms. Qi put away the charm, and Mao Jing also took out the mole removal potion from the back room.

There is no technology and ruthlessness, it is a medicine prepared with various natural plants.

And with a bamboo skewer for a mole, he carefully removed the mole for Ms. Qi.

When it was time to finally collect the money, Mao Jing collected 1,000 yuan.

Look at the addition of eight hundred charms, and two hundred moles.

For his store's business, it's decent.

Ms. Qi also felt that she had taken a big advantage, and she went to see the two stores in front of her.

I didn't see Mao Jingzhun, and each family charged him 2,000 yuan.

sent Ms. Qi away, but Mao Jing asked me for 200 yuan, and said that I had drawn a talisman.

I'm embarrassed to take this money.

If you draw a talisman for a minute or two, you will receive 200 yuan.

But Mao Jing stuffed it directly to me, and I couldn't shirk it.

I proposed to eat hot pot, and I had a treat.

During the meal, I said that Mao Jing's physiognomy was okay, so I casually asked, how is my physiognomy.

As a result, this kid was not polite, and directly scolded me:

"It sucks, it's not blessed."

I was speechless.

If I were blessed, I wouldn't be one of the four dooms.

But then, Mao Jing said again:

"You know what you do.

The art of face only looks at the person who faces each other.

The person who meets him actually already has the answer in his heart.

It just needs to be spoken. ”

In just a few words, Mao Jing said something unfathomable.

But if you taste it carefully, he seems to be right.

Next, we talked a lot about physiognomy.

Mao Jing said that the phase is born from the heart, in addition to the appearance in the sky.

In fact, physiognomy also pays attention to "looking, hearing, asking, and seeing", through observing the emotion, experience, and environment of the person asking the photo, and then cooperating with the techniques in physiognomy to make judgments.

And there are many mantras in physiognomy.

Mao Jing also returned to the scene and memorized two easy-to-understand mantras to me;

The green scalp is rich, and the yellow scalp is poor and busy.

The forehead is high and wide and flat Fulu people, and the mountains behind their heads are late.

“……”

Of course, it's easy to say, but if you actually use it and can really make accurate judgments, it's very rare.

Mao Jing is obviously such a leader.

Otherwise, his master would not have been out for so long, and he would not have let him take Pan Ling to sit in the store and dock various businesses.

Thinking of this, I asked again.

Ask him where the master has gone?

It's been two or three months since the last time we hunted ghost babies in the park, and his master hasn't come back yet.

This time, without waiting for Mao Jing to speak, Pan Ling echoed:

"I'm back to Qingcheng Mountain.

Every once in a while, Master's generation needs someone to sit in the treasure hall.

This time it's my master's turn, and he'll be back in three months. ”

I don't know much about these big sects, so I can only nod my head a few times.

I also learned something about these sects from their mouths.

But the basic mode of operation is similar to that of their Qingcheng Mountain, there are not many Taoist chiefs sitting on the mountain on weekdays, and more disciples are scattered all over the world.

You will only go back for certain celebrations or festivals......

After lunch, I went to their shop and sat down for a while.

I have to say that the business of their shop here is not bad, in addition to having business dealings with the funeral home, there are also many individual customers.

But basically there are those who ask for couplets, those who ask for door gods, and those who ask for peace charms.

There are still a few people who see things.

It's not like our shop, where all the anglers come to buy fishing gear.

I saw that it was almost time to go to work, so I left their shop.

And make an appointment to invite them to drink after the second subject next week......

When I returned to work in the hospital again, Director Deng sighed at me again.

He said that I refused too quickly in the morning, and missed a good opportunity to study with two professors and go to a big hospital.

I just smiled and didn't dwell too much on the subject.

Director Deng sighed a few times and lamented that I had missed the opportunity.

He also said that the dean was looking for me and asked me to go to the dean's office to find him at about five o'clock.

I asked what was the matter, and Director Deng shook his head.

It may be about my employment.

After saying that, he took off his clothes, packed his things and prepared to clock out of work.

I changed my clothes and waited until five o'clock and went straight to the dean's office.

The Dean's Office is located on the sixth floor of the Administration Building, with an independent office.

I just knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock......"

"Enter!"

Hearing the dean's voice, I pushed the door open.

The first time I came to the yard office, it was very spacious and tidy.

From here, you can look down on the entire hospital.

The dean was sitting at his desk, his eyes wide and his expression serious, staring straight at the computer screen.

Both hands are typing frantically "Thunderbolt Bar".

It seems that it is not easy to be the head of a hospital!

In addition to managing the hospital, I go on various business trips, and I am also very busy at work.

It's time to get off work, and I'm still working at high intensity.

"Dean, I don't know what you're looking for me?"

I faced the dean and asked.

The courtyard looked up at me:

"Oh, little ginger is here! You wait, I scold. No, wait for me to type this copy......"

There was a strange look on my face, a little skeptical of what I had just thought.

Because I'm here, I can see it through the reflection of the picture frame behind the dean.

The dean seems to be playing a game, and it is impossible to tell what game it is.

But what is certain is that he is not writing copywriting at all at this time, but typing frantically in the chat box.

Looking at the dean's frowning and gritting teeth, it may not be a good word......

I thought so, but I didn't ask too much and just stood and waited.

Outside of work, who hasn't had a hobby of gaming?

But at this moment, the dean's phone rang.

The dean glanced at it, raised his eyebrows directly, and answered the phone angrily:

"How to drop! Why are you calling? ”

I listened attentively, and I could faintly hear the content on the other end of the phone.

"I'm lame, cripple. Tonight will only make you go back in vain, wait for you to die! ”

It's a small voice, but it sounds familiar to me.

The dean also had a strange expression, but squeezed out an unnatural smile and motioned for me to sit on the couch for a while.

Then, he walked alone to the balcony outside his office.

deliberately lowered his voice:

"Bah, you dead cook.

Tonight, if you don't capture Sand City, you will die without a body.

Also, let's talk about it in advance.

If you lose, you will come to our hospital and do a month of hard labor.

Whoever is a fool is a fool......"

The dean's voice was so small that ordinary people might not be able to hear it clearly.

But my hearing is amazing now and has become very sharp.

You can still hear the conversation between the two.

Take the city of sand?

The dean also likes to play the online game "If it's a brother, come and cut me", a bloody legend?

And mention the cook, and still make such a bet?

Coupled with the familiar voice on the phone, it had to make me think of Uncle Yu.

Master has said that Uncle Yu and the dean have a grudge.

also asked me to come here to work, not to reveal that I knew Uncle Yu.

I stood there and listened to two more sentences.

It is almost certain that it is Uncle Yu on the other end of the phone.

The dean was spraying with Uncle Yu on the phone.

And the two bet that they will have to fight it out in the game tonight.

I'm numb.

I never expected that.

The director with a big back and a serious appearance, high up in the hospital.

In private, there is such a side, which is actually a "Zu'an Emperor" and a "strong king......