Chen Wei's face was unhappy, it was all you and you who were harmed, how good you said I was to go home honestly last night!

Xiao Muchen looked at Chen Wei's aggrieved expression, and finally couldn't help it, snorted, and laughed: It's okay, it's okay, it's angry, it's okay in two days, and then it's okay to coax.

Chen Wei was a little angry, he didn't want to deal with Xiao Muchen, he could also understand Chen Wei, he must have not slept in the morning, and asked him to have a good rest.

As a result, this product was lying on the bed, and he didn't even take a bath, so he slept directly, it seemed that the toss was not light, and Xiao Muchen couldn't say anything.

Recently, I have been running around, my body is deserted, I looked at the time, this time is not suitable for cultivation, and I thought about it for a while.

The master's old business can't be forgotten, and now he has nothing to do, so he began to pack up his things and bring all the old guy's things.

went out to be a fortune teller, carrying things, wearing the same outfit as the previous master, holding a sail in his hand, and feeling like a young man in his twenties, but like a fortune teller.

Walking out of the alley, just took two steps, I was puzzled, as if I had met an acquaintance, took off my old sunglasses, and looked at it carefully.

Muchen heart? The monk of Fusheng Temple!

Xin said, how could it look so familiar, stopped, and said hello "monk", what are you doing here?

The monk smiled politely, "Amitabha", the poor monk is waiting for someone here.

"Oh", then you wait first, I'll get busy first!

The monk smiled softly: Donor, please stay, the poor monk and the others are you, pointing to Xiao Muchen and said.

I was a little unsure, so I asked once: What did you say, you waited for me?

The monk nodded, that's right, it's you who is waiting, the poor monk came to borrow something from you this time, I don't know if the donor is willing?

Xiao Muchen asked vigilantly: Then what do you want to borrow first?

The monk said plainly: Borrow a knife, your knife.

It turns out that this is the case, Xiao Muchen still remembers that before last month, the master gave him a credit knife, and you didn't want it last time, this will personally find the pottery knife, which is really interesting.

Xiao Muchen deliberately made things difficult: My knife, he only recognizes people who are destined, as for whether you are or not, I don't know, look at what the knife says.

As soon as he finished saying this, Xiao Muchen found that in his rag bag, the two credit knives made a trembling sound, and the crackling sound in the bag was obviously caused by the violent collision of the two knives, what happened?

There were pedestrians around, it was not easy to take it out, Xiao Muchen pretended to shake his bag, and was seen as a fool.

walked back into the alley, and waved at the monk by the way.

Entering the alley, Xiao Muchen snapped his fingers, the surrounding enchantment opened, and he sat cross-legged: Monk, last time my master gave it to you, you don't want it, this will be my master's absence, you look for me to get it, what is your intention?

The monk smiled slightly, "Amitabha", at that time there was still a life waiting for your master, but I made a mistake and forgot the rules of the credit knife person, which led to the final tragedy, so this time I came to you to borrow a knife in person to solve the crisis of my temple.

Please also ask the little master to be able to fulfill, and the poor monk will be rewarded.

Xiao Muchen was half lying on the ground, and said a little unpleasantly: I learned in my master's memory that there are many monks in your Fusheng Temple, since there are troubles that you can't solve. What's the use of calling me that?

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have inherited the mantle", the monk didn't expect that since it was so fast, no wonder the fate told him to come to this young man, at first he was puzzled, but now he understands.

There are some things that I can't explain, do you borrow this knife, or don't you borrow it?

Xiao Muchen didn't expect this monk's bones to be so hard. I wanted to tease him, how could I not borrow it.

Last time, the master obviously wanted to help them, so let's rule this out, but I also have to know in my memory that this Fusheng Temple has helped many ordinary people for thousands of years.

It can be regarded as a place of well-being, if this kind of person doesn't help, who will he Xiao Muchen help?

Forget it, I won't tease you, the knife is for you, it's just that I just calculated it, and now the time has not come, you can take the knife away, and I will appear when the time comes.

The monk took the credit knife handed over by Xiao Muchen and gave a polite salute: Thank you! The poor monk said goodbye.

The monk snapped his fingers, lifted Xiao Muchen's barrier, and walked away in style.

Xiao Muchen was surprised, how could he know that this heart was decided? Isn't it only himself who can close it?

I was amazed again and again, this monk is not simple!

After the monk left, Xiao Muchen went to the street to continue his fortune-telling journey.

When I arrived at the old place before, no one occupied any position, although the stalls here were overcrowded, but this place was always empty, and when I saw Xiao Muchen coming, no one spoke, what should they do.

I'm used to it, and when Mr. Xiaoyao was there, he disappeared from time to time, and the reason why they kept this position was because they knew that the old man would come back sooner or later.

didn't speak, and knew that the old man didn't like to be disturbed, and these had become likes.

They also knew that Xiao Muchen was the old man's apprentice and had inherited his mantle, and even fools could see it, so the position was naturally empty.

The reason why these people love the master so much is very simple, the old gentleman never collects money for them to tell fortunes, and often knows what is going on in their family for some reason, and sends some money to help solve the problem.

How can you not love the old man, so everyone knows it in their hearts, but they don't say it.

Xiao Muchen pulled out the table very blandly, and there was a lazy chair next to it, and a small bench, this Xiao Muchen knew in his heart that it was prepared by the uncle of the fruit stall.

Every day when he goes out of the stall, he will bring these three things that have nothing to do with his business.

After the things were done, everything seemed very dull, and no one bothered them, and from time to time one or two fortune tellers would come.

In short, the good people tell the truth, and the bad people fool around, and all the money they earn is given to others, and they don't leave any of them.

To be honest, it is said in my memory that if you earn ten children, you can leave yourself a mouthful of food to eat, and the remaining one child is nothing, but Xiao Muchen is not short of money at this time, what are you doing with it?

This kind of life lasted for many months, every day was to practice in the morning, run, go out at noon to set up a stall to tell fortunes, and in the evening to comprehend the heavens and the earth, as well as study the exercises and charms left by the master.

Chen Wei later called the president as an apprentice because he had nothing to do at home, and Wang Fugui recently came to see Xiao Muchen from time to time, this kind of life is simple and very narrow.

It's a very ordinary day again, I went out to set up a stall as usual, it's winter now, the weather is quite cold, and there are snowflakes in the sky in Dongcheng.

Stomping: It's fucking cold today. When I came to the stall, I had just cleaned up, and the credit knife under the table suddenly went berserk。。。。。。。