Mozhu is an abacus, a second-turn spiritual weapon, and a magic weapon that has accompanied Wu Suyan since he was 100 years old.

Looking at Ye Zi's smug appearance, Wu Suyan suddenly felt very unhappy, and wanted to hit Ye Zi, "Little Yezi, a boy who is too smart will be hated by girls!"

"As long as my sister likes me, it's fine. Ye Zi pretended to be stupid, "So this matter must be told to my sister, even if you find a math master for guidance during the study tour, it will only solve the itch for a while, and in the end, the problem will still erupt when Mozhu is promoted to the fifth turn."

Sister can know that the way of spiritual weapons is consistent, and the way of immortal weapons is point-to-point!"

The way of the spiritual weapon is consistent, and the way of the immortal weapon is to point to the surface. is a simple sentence, but it seems that Hong Zhongda Lu is deafening, Wu Suyan feels that the fog in her heart has dissipated a lot in an instant, and she can vaguely see a road.

Ye Zi smiled slightly, and continued: "If I guessed correctly, from the time the ink bead was made until the enlightenment, and even the second turn was used to settle accounts, and it should be the way of my sister and ink bead to be in charge of hundreds of millions of fortunes and calculate all the losses and losses!"

There seemed to be a sound of "stabbing" in her heart, the fog had been torn apart, and a path appeared at Wu Suyan's feet, she raised her feet and was about to walk up, but at this moment, she hesitated.

Ink beads are a promise given by a great-grandmother to a great-grandfather. When the boy's great-grandfather became the bookkeeper of a shop and was about to leave the village, the girl's great-grandmother asked the best carpenter in the village to make ink beads as a gift, and decades later, the great-grandfather used the ink beads to make a fortune to buy Dongwang Island, and ran an inn with his great-grandmother until his death.

As an heirloom, the ink bead was passed on to her grandfather and father, and then when she was 100 years old, she became a magic weapon in her hands.

The connection between the magic weapon and the lotus master is also called the fate, and the hundred-year-old grasps the Zhou fate for a lifetime, and the things caught in the Zhou ceremony are usually cultivated into the first magic weapon, like her and Mozhu, which is called the heaven-sent fate.

The first contact before digging the Fountain, the natural psychic of the utensils became the magic weapon, and the living beings naturally became immortals, and the world understood that this was a godsend, so it was called the fate of heaven, and there was no one in ten thousand.

For most people, immortals, and magic weapons, the peak of the fourth order will be the end, and the heaven-sent fate represents the five qualities of the lotus master, and the five turns of the fairy spirit and the magic weapon can be waited. Immortal Enlightenment and Magic Weapon Enlightenment can improve the innate quality of Zifu, and people have some kind of excellent talent that is suitable for the characteristics of immortals or magic weapons.

Heaven-given fate is the only way to significantly improve the innate quality of Zifu. The fifth turn and the fourth turn are the gap between heaven and earth.

At the beginning, Mozhu was her playmate and toy; at the age of three or four, she chased her father everywhere with Mozhu to learn to settle accounts; at the age of five, when the Purple Mansion was stable, she drove away her father to occupy the counter and became a small account room; at the age of eleven, she and Mozhu were promoted to the second rank; at the age of fourteen, her mother died of illness, and when she was dying, she hoped that she would return to the inner house and not show her face again, she put down the ledger and focused on studying mathematics; now time flies for seventeen years, she has stayed in Sanpin for many years, and Mozhu has failed three times eleven years ago, seven years ago and this year......

Wu Suyan's body trembled slightly, the war between heaven and man in her heart, her mother's last words, the future of herself and Mozhu, how should she choose?

Wu Suyan, who looked at him worriedly, waved his hand to let the servant who carried things quietly exit the hall, he knew the contradiction in his daughter's heart, and was about to say something, but he saw Ye Zi raise his index finger in front of his mouth, and gently exhaled "Shhhhhh

Ye Zi didn't know why Wu Suyan was confused, but there was a demon obstacle in his heart, others could help for a while, but not for a lifetime, if he couldn't solve it himself, sooner or later he would run out and make waves.

Wu Lao hesitated for a long time and still accepted Ye Zi's opinion, but his dislike for Ye Zi also reached a new height, "You are really a dead imp who makes people hate you." ”

Ye Zi grinned, "You're also a nasty dead old man!"

An old man and a young man, two pairs of eyes stared at each other like cocks, and the smell of gunpowder permeated the hall.

"Mother, there is no need for me to continue to stay at home and pretend to be a lady, so I have to come out and do something, you have a spirit in heaven, please don't blame me. Wu Suyan whispered, as if a breeze was blowing through the hall, blowing away the heavy smell of gunpowder between the leaves and Wu Lao's picking, and also taking away the heaviness on her body.

Wu Lao was smiling, with tears in his eyes, "Your mother will only be happy for you, how can she blame you!"

Wu Suyan smiled gently, a round rosewood abacus crawling full of cracks appeared in her hand, and her fingers slid gently over the cracks, "Mozhu, I've found the way we should go, I won't stand still anymore, and you'll catch up soon, right?"

The ink bead vibrated gently to restore Oh So-yeon's expectations.

Wu Suyan's feet swing a blue wave, silently covering the ground and scouring out of the wall, nine lotus leaves made of water hold up a bud made of water, and the surrounding three feet of rain are disillusioned, sometimes drizzling and clear, sometimes raining like a note. The Lotus Master is promoted, and the source of the celestial phenomena is revealed.

This is Wu Suyan's third source of celestial phenomena, the source of rain, which was completed four years ago, but it has never been able to open because of the hindrance of the Dao heart.

Now, the Dao Heart is no longer in the way, and the Rain Lotus will be released.

The disillusioned rain quietly disappeared, and the buds gently squeezed open one gap, then several, the gaps grew larger and cracked at a visible rate, revealing petals made of water, and the petals slowly bloomed, and a drop of water that looked like it was in the rain changed its color in the center of the flower.

The water droplets begin to be colorless and transparent, like a drizzle, gradually dyed white, like a dashing rain, white becomes muddy and turbid, like a heavy rain pouring, and the cloudy color becomes more and more intense, dyed black, like a rainstorm......

The water droplets finally became as black as ink, suddenly shattered and disappeared without a trace, and the mysterious breath instantly filled the Purple Mansion, and the Purple Mansion suddenly had a taste, the smell of rain.

The smell of rain accumulated and churned in the air, rose into the sky through the rooftops, and quickly gathered into a rain cloud over Dongwang Island, and the rain that was as pleasant as Wu Suyan's mood fell from the sky, and the floating island soon became wet.

The source of the celestial phenomena is formed, and the celestial phenomena move.

It rained outside the inn, and it rained inside the inn. In the image of the Purple Mansion, the lotus of rain flew up countless points of light and gradually became illusory, and the falling rain was no longer an illusion, exuding a moist breath and falling on the water surface to ripple.

Looking at Wu Suyan and the ripples on the water, Ye Zi's eyes were rippling, and he made a lot of money now. The thirty-one-year-old Sipin Lotus Master, with an excellent understanding and rare God-given talent, as well as a proficient life skill management, is at least an elite template with a high degree of growth.

The lotus of rain completely drifted into the air and disappeared without a trace, the light fell into the Creation Spring and blended into it, and the Purple Mansion manifestation slowly disappeared.

The cracks on the ink beads quietly healed a lot, Wu Suyan put away the ink beads, swept away the heavy twilight on her body before, and smiled gracefully, "Xiao Yezi, my sister has accepted your great favor this time, how do you say my sister should thank you?"

"I grew up with the drunkard master since I was a child, and I don't have parents and relatives, is it okay for Sister Suyan to be my sister?" Ye Zixi looked at Wu Suyan innocently, but his heart was full of evil, the best way to take revenge on his daughter was to take away his daughter, although he couldn't do those bad things at a young age, but he could compete for family affection.

Wu Lao was stunned, when did the little fox become so cute? But then he was already uneasy, there must be a conspiracy!

Wu Lao opened his mouth and wanted to refuse for his daughter, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, if he said against it now, not only could he not achieve his goal, but his daughter would be the first to get along with him, he could only pray to the sky, God bless my daughter not to fall for the little fox!

God obviously didn't hear Wu Lao's prayer, Wu Suyan, who was motherly, felt sour in her heart, and stepped forward to gently hug the leaf that had just reached her shoulder, "In the future, you will be my brother, and I will be your sister!"

Although the heart is bad, the warmth of affection still fills the chest of the leaves at this moment. But even so, he didn't forget his original intention, looked sideways at Wu Lao, and smiled proudly.

The moment Wu Suyan hugged him gently, Wu Lao Lao had already understood Ye Zi's sinister intentions, his daughter no longer belonged to him alone, the hatred in his heart, the fire in his heart, he couldn't wait to pull Ye Zi to a secluded place and strangle him, and then chop it up and cook it to feed the pigs.

Xiaohua's eyes were full of confusion, what did Ye Zi do to make Wu Lao angry like this?