Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 243 Fantasy in the subconscious 【Subscribe! 】

In the morning, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and looked up into the sky.

In the east, a silk thread of law, like a divine dragon, is looming, exuding a hazy brilliance, across the east.

The silk thread of the law is not as good as before, it has no head and tail, this time it is short of the tail, and it is basically lit up: "It's still a little short, the law of wood can be used!"

After taking care of Yangyang, getting up and getting dressed, Zhang Qingyun, who was in a good mood after making milk powder, had morning class and cooked a meal by himself: "No wonder the old man often said that eighteen kinds of skills need to be practiced diligently. If you don't practice three times a day Merison. I haven’t cooked much during this time, and my cooking skills have lost their original taste.”

"Meow"

Under the table, the cat spirit stared at the rice bowl and looked up at Zhang Qingyun.

But half of the fish in the basin didn't move, Zhang Qingyun snorted: "Beast, have you learned to be picky eaters? I'm in a good mood, and I don't have the same knowledge as a beast like you. He's meow, back then they still had a little leftovers, you Animals gobble it up like they've never seen anything before, and now their mouths are tricky?"

"This is a big yellow croaker. If you don't eat it, I won't serve it to you next time."

The taste was indeed not good, but Zhang Qingyun finished the meal based on the principle of not wasting.

Differentiate the body of the talisman and continue to engrave the talisman seal.Clone No. [-] continued to take care of Yang Yang and became a nanny. Zhang Qingyun carried the futon and went to the gate of the Taoist temple.

The brilliance of human nature radiates the avenue. Zhang Qingyun believes that the various states of life are the most direct manifestation of human nature.

On the pedestrian street in the early morning, all you see is a hurry.

Pedestrians are in a hurry, I don't know if they haven't woken up, or they are numb, and there are almost no smiling faces.

The shops on both sides of the street are not open during this time period.Before the weekend, before ten o'clock, the shops on both sides of the street were closed.

There are only a few breakfast shops, which are full of people.

"Tsk tsk. The milk tea shop is just short of opening 24 hours a day. Anyway, there is no shortage of customers."

Early in the morning, many women buy a cup of milk tea instead of breakfast.

While drinking milk tea, he hurried to work.

The business of the milk tea shop is more popular than that of the breakfast stall.

"Is the milk tea really delicious?"

Zhang Qingyun has never drank milk tea before, but the sweet taste and attractive fruity aroma made Zhang Qingyun's eyes roll wildly: "Why don't you let the talisman transform into a woman and go in line to buy a cup?"

"As the saying goes, only by tasting all the flavors of the world can we know the way of the world."

He took out the jade talisman that transformed Niuniu's mother, and threw it behind him, a tall woman appeared in the backyard.

Immediately, the avatar hid his figure, walked past Zhang Qingyun, and avoided the camera in a place where there was no one, showing his figure.

Ever since, on the pedestrian street, at a corner where no one could see and no one was paying attention to, a tall, 1.7-meter tall man, dressed in business attire, twisted his body, and appeared in front of everyone.

Like a goddess walking out of nothingness, Chang'e walking out of the moon palace, her skin is like snow and her long hair flutters.

This appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention. When men saw it, they were in a daze, and when women saw it, even if they were too conceited about their appearance, they still felt ashamed.

"I said."

Zhang Qingyun covered his face, this was himself: "Is it too high-profile?"

The thinking of the amulet naturally inherited Zhang Qingyun's thinking, and the illusion of appearance was formed by the amulet based on Zhang Qingyun's phantom figure deep in his heart: "This is the appearance of the partner I most desire in my heart?"

Is this the subconscious, desired appearance?

Zhang Qingyun was ashamed: "It turns out that my heart is not pure, and there is a fantasy woman living there?"

"It's impossible for such a woman to exist in the world."

Only in fantasy can there be such a beautiful woman.Under the dumbfounded gazes of the crowd, Fushen passed all the women and stood in front of the milk tea boss: "Two cups of milk tea."

Even if they jumped the queue, no one thought it was a quality problem.

The group of women who lined up didn't feel wrong either.

"Beautiful appearance can not only conquer men, but also conquer women."

Zhang Qingyun sighed with emotion: "No wonder in ancient times there were beauties who would smile for Bo beauties and play princes with beacon fire."

"Good beauty."

The milk tea shop is run by a young couple. The man is tall and handsome.

The man who took him for a moment didn't care about his side, his wife's cannibalistic gaze.Tossing her curly hair, she smiled handsomely and made two cups of milk tea: "It's the first time for a beauty to take care of the business of a small shop. These two cups of milk tea are given to the beauty for free."

"Is it still free to buy milk tea for the first time?"

At this time, some of the women in the queue were unhappy: "When we bought milk tea for the first time, it wasn't free either."

"That's right. In order to compensate us, today's milk tea must be free."

The women shouted one after another, the man was embarrassed, and his wife was full of anger.

The lie was exposed, and the man was a little embarrassed. His daughter-in-law shot a cold look in her eyes: "huh"

It's a big deal this time, it's free
In your eyes, there are only other women?

OK. I'll go then.
The most important thing is that when the man sees the amulet, the female boss feels aggrieved and uncomfortable with that kind of admiring gaze. She puts the milk tea heavily in her hand, turns around and leaves.

The male boss was even more embarrassed, and the Fushen threw down 30 yuan, turned around and left.

"Little young man, even if it's free, it's just a gift of loneliness. Poor Dao is a man"

The man's fiery gaze was passed to Zhang Qingyun through the talisman, and Zhang Qingyun shuddered: "Fortunately, this is in the public, if there is no one in the middle of the night, and the alley is empty, this man will definitely turn into a wolf."

This is my male compatriot?

so terrible!
Fushen wanted to find a hidden place, turned around to look at Qingyun, rolled his eyes, and walked straight towards Zhang Qingyun.Amid all the incredulous gazes, Fushen stuffed a cup of milk tea into Zhang Qingyun's hand: "Taoist, please drink it."

Zhang Qingyun froze for a moment, and the amulet inherited his inner thoughts. At this time, his thinking became independent, but it also represented Zhang Qingyun's inner fantasy at a certain moment: "Poverty, have you ever fantasized about such a scene?"

The eyes around him were like Taoism, and they were envious, jealous, and even more unbelievable.

"Tsk tsk. Sure enough, the mysterious profession is the most attractive. Such a beautiful woman has a soft spot for this Taoist priest?"

"There are tens of thousands of handsome men in the world. Why do beauties miss you? Such an old Taoist priest, who is not good-looking, has attracted the attention of beauties? Am I not handsome?"

A young man in his twenties touched his own Mediterranean Sea.

You are handsome, so handsome that it would be dirty to wipe your buttocks with your face.

Are you old?

Young and young, don't you know that you can accumulate virtue with your mouth, and your blessings are immeasurable?

Putting others down like this exposes your inner inferiority complex
With the milk tea in hand, it is also convenient to avoid the envy, jealousy and hatred of the surroundings, and the inconceivable gaze. Zhang Qingyun carried the futon into the Taoist temple leisurely and contentedly: "I never thought that one day such a scene of writing a pen would be done by myself."

It can be regarded as satisfying the vanity of the youth.

"Tsk tsk. Even if you lie to yourself, it can be regarded as making up for the shortcomings."

After closing the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun took a sip of milk tea.

Sweet, milky, fruity.
Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes and swallowed: "Although the taste is good, it is all industrially synthesized, without any natural taste."

After practicing, Zhang Qingyun's six senses and five senses have all been tempered. Zhang Qingyun is not used to the taste of milk tea that women fall in love with: "The taste of women is really unique."

"This deity."

The amulet appeared in front of him, and he handed the milk tea to Zhang Qingyun: "I'll cooperate."

Zhang Qingyun's face was a bit unnatural, this kind of fantasy in his youth or youth, thinking about it now, is really embarrassing and naive: "It's a pen."

The amulet turned into a jade talisman and fell into Zhang Qingyun's hands.

Zhang Qingyun couldn't drink the milk tea, so he poured half a bowl for the cat spirit. The cat spirit's bright eyes just looked at the jade talisman in Zhang Qingyun's hand, and at this moment, there was a radiance.

"Meow"

　Tsk tsk. This kind of fantasy also existed in Pindao when he was young, and it is even more exaggerated than this.In order not to be 404, I will not write so detailed. Everyone understands, quack
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