The metaphysical boss broadcasts live fortune telling 26

The woman cried hoarsely: "Can we know where our child's organs are now?" โ€

Looking at the two couples who were in great pain, she nodded: "Yes." โ€

Shen Chen often carries a pen and paper with her, and she writes down the approximate address on the paper.

Slowly push it to the two of them.

The man picked up the piece of paper and hung his head with an uncertain expression: "Do they know where these organs come from?" โ€

Shen Chen thought about it.

"Sorry, I don't know."

"After all, I am not a god, and I can't explore everything that the human heart thinks."

"Thank you." The man helped his wife to stand up and bowed to Shen Chen together.

The two supported each other, their gray hair messy in the wind, and their rickety backs gradually faded away.

Shen Chen looked at them and sighed lightly.

All beings are suffering.

The God they believe in will not save them.

After Jiang Jiangjiang got up on the second day, he found Shen Chen sitting there drawing one after another.

"Ah Chen, why did you get up so early?"

Shen Chen took a sip of tea and put down the cinnabar pen: "Hmm." โ€

"I'm going to go home, and I'll be back in three days, and you and Xia Xia will talk about it."

Jiang Jiangjiang nodded: "Ah Chen, do you want me to send you?" โ€

Shen Chen chuckled: "No, I have a special car driver." โ€

After breakfast, Shen Chen exchanged all the money he earned into cash, and carried a suitcase of money and gifts for his junior brothers and sisters to prepare to go home.

She still remembers the phone call from the uncle Miriwa.

I dialed him in advance, and the three-wheeled uncle happened to come to market A today to sell garlic.

After selling out in the evening, Shen Chen was pulled by the way.

Shen Chen sat in the middle of the unsold garlic and looked up at the stars in the night sky.

Uncle Miwa was full of anger: "Big girl, how about going home so soon, are you still adapting to life in the city?" โ€

Uncle Wu is still driving wild.

Shen Chen stroked his flying hair: "It's okay, Uncle Wu, how are you doing lately." โ€

Uncle Wu smiled innocently: "I'm in good health." โ€

The two chatted for a while, and Uncle Wu sent Shen Chen to the foot of Qingyuanguan Mountain.

Shen Chen gave him five hundred yuan, and Uncle Wu waved his hand again and again: "You are a junior, and it is not easy to make a living, how can I ask you for money." โ€

He said to Shen Chen mysteriously: "I saw that many people have come to your father recently, and those people don't look easy to mess with, driving luxury cars and wearing leather shoes." โ€

Shen Chen nodded, and quietly stuffed the money into Uncle Miriwa's pocket.

Uncle Miwa walked away in the moonlight.

Shen Chen carried his suitcase up the mountain, stepping on the steps of different sizes of potholes, and the sound of cicadas was in his ears.

When she arrived at the Taoist temple, the cool breeze blew, Shen Chen felt that her heart was a little clearer, and she knocked on the wooden door of the Taoist temple that had been painted.

There were two knocks, but no one responded.

She stumbled patiently a few more times.

"Who!"

Shen Chen shouted: "Me." โ€

The boy on the other side of the door was in the period of voice change, and the male duck was hoarse and mocking: "Who am I?" โ€

Shen Chen kicked the door: "Little Liuzi, hurry up and open the door for me." โ€

The door opened from the inside, and a little Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe combed a high Taoist bun, and saw Shen Chen's face surprised.

"Senior sister, you're back alive!"

"Hmm."

Xiao Liu glanced at Shen Chen's sweatshirt and sweatpants, and praised with a grin: "The person wearing the senior sister looks like a person, and it looks strange." โ€

Shen Chen smiled: "Xiaoliu is getting better and better at talking. โ€

The young man puffed up his chest proudly: "That's natural, Shibei should be impressed for three days, I've been reading books to improve emotional intelligence recently." โ€

Shen Chen asked as he walked, "What about my father?" โ€

The young man wanted to help her carry the box, but found that he couldn't lift it, so he followed behind Shen Chen's ass as if nothing had happened.

"Senior sister, you don't know, Master was entangled by a couple, and that couple has been living in our Taoist Temple for a long time, and Master can't get rid of it."

Shen Chen raised his eyebrows.

The boy continued, "But I don't know what they are doing here, and Master said that I can't speak, so he won't let me come close. โ€

He chattered: "Master is really old and dizzy, and his ears are not good, my mouth is six more, where can I speak." โ€

Shen Chen sneered.

"Your mouth is easy to beat down the mountain."

Xiao Liu was indignant: "Who dares to beat me, see if I don't hook my left and kick my legs, and beat him to shout Master." โ€

Shen Chen grabbed the small chirp on the young man's head.

"Shut up, you."

The young man's expression boasted: "Alas, alas, senior sister, senior sister!" Hurt! โ€

"Senior sister, you're back!" The clear voice was filled with unconcealable joy.

Shen Chen glanced at Wei Lingyang lightly: "Hmm." โ€

I don't know if it's the reason why she didn't die, the male protagonist's luck hasn't changed in the slightest over the years, but it's just a little better than ordinary people.

Seeing that Shen Chen was cold to him, a trace of injury flashed on Wei Lingyang's face.

When the rest of the little Taoist priests heard the news that Shen Chen was back, they all rushed out.

Some of the shoes were not properly worn, and some of the clothes were worn backwards.

They chattered around Shen Chen, asking Shen Chen what he saw and heard when he went down the mountain, whether he had eaten anything delicious and met interesting people.

Shen Chen was so noisy that he had a headache, and took out the gifts for everyone with a cold face, and the little Taoist priests received the gifts, and everyone jumped up and down happily.

Wei Lingyang's expectant gaze gradually dimmed.

The senior sister prepared gifts for everyone, but she didn't prepare them for him.

His eyes were red, and he turned his back to secretly wipe his tears.

Shen Chen ignored him, and walked straight towards Shen Yuhui's courtyard with the box.

Shen Yuhui's room, which had always gone to bed very early, was brightly lit, and there were several voices of people talking inside.

As soon as Shen Chen stepped into the courtyard, the people in the house stopped talking, Shen Yuhui opened the door, and when he saw Shen Chen, he immediately closed it and only showed his head, squeezing his eyebrows at her.

Shen Chen was confused.

saw two heads above and below the door at the same time, and as soon as those two heads saw Shen Chen, their eyes lit up.

"Xiao Chen is back."

Shen Yuhui opened the door directly, and the owners of the two heads stood up together.

Shen Chen wanted to run.

The two of them quickly walked to Shen Chen's side, and one of them grabbed Shen Chen again with one sleeve.

Deng Yunhe was full of smiles: "Xiao Chen, my godmother came to bring you a gift this time." โ€

She pulled Shen Chen and was about to go to the house, but Yang Deru was not to be outdone: "Uncle also brought you gifts, all of them are in your father's house." โ€

The two of them were like left and right protectors, hugging Shen Chen one after the other, squeezing Shen Yuhui out of the house and entering the house.

Shen Yuhui looked at Shen Chen, who was being attacked, and waved his hand helplessly.

He gave her a look and told her to run away, but she didn't react, and he wasn't to blame.

Shen Chen was surprised to find that when his father's room had become so modern, and he even used electrical appliances.

She glanced at her father.

Deng Yunhe smiled and took out a Five Emperor Money Sword from a box.

Shen Chen only glanced at it and knew that this was a good thing.

Seeing that Shen Chen's eyes lit up, Deng Yunhe hurriedly said: "This sword is made of one hundred and eight Great Five Emperor Coins, thirty-six Tiangang, and seventy-two earthly evil. โ€

Shen Chen lightly touched this sword, it was indeed the money of the older Great Five Emperors, or the Five Emperors of the Founding of the People's Republic of China, and there was a coiled dragon qi on it, which was a rare treasure.

Seeing this, Yang Deru was so anxious that he hurriedly took out a book from another box, and the dilapidated ancient book had the spirit scroll Danfang written on it.

"Xiao Chen, Uncle heard from your father that you are very interested in alchemy, and this is my true treasure."

Shen Chen looked at Shen Yuhui, but saw her father smile honestly.

Her dad is.

Tomorrow night will be more 1w, good night

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