I really can't act

Chapter 195 This Life Really Doesn't Count
Liu Tianxian knew that this meant that the calculation was over, and was taking a few steps back when she turned back again:
"Grandpa Zhou, I have something else to ask you."

She took out a thin piece of paper from her clothes, "I and another person's autographs were originally used to teach fans to encourage them, because I forgot to write congratulations, I wrote other things on it... You see See if it helps?"

This piece of paper was handed over to the White Dragon King, and he did what magic sticks often do, that is, eliminate karma and seek fame for the person on the name, which is called "degaussing" in the circle. This is one of Jet Li's hobbies. Every time I get dzi beads from the lama, I have to ask the master to demagnetize them one by one before I dare to string them together and use them safely.

During the Indonesian tsunami in 04, Jet Li happened to be wearing a string of dzi beads that had just been degaussed. When he was about to go down to bask in the sun, he felt uneasy and asked his family to stay on a high-rise hotel, accidentally avoiding the death of more than 20 people. Tsunami of death.

In addition, my body is getting worse and worse, and I no longer have a strong body, so naturally my heart is no longer strong.

From then on, Jet Li firmly believed in metaphysics.

The White Dragon King chanted the mantra, spread out his palms, and pressed down on the other side of the palm.

However, he suddenly trembled and couldn't hold it down, which broke his kind expression, and he lowered his head to look at the name on it.

"Fang Yi."

He frowned and pushed the paper away calmly.

The apprentice who had been watching his words declared: "Master is tired now, and he needs to rest for a while, and will not accept fortune-telling for the time being."

Liu Tianxian took the piece of paper back, turned around and found that because of the scene just now, there was a large circle of people crowded around, and he had to put his hands in front of him like a diver, carefully protecting the piece of paper, and squeezed out with difficulty.

Fang Yi and Yang Shoucheng were chatting about the issue, and when they saw Liu Tianxian came back, they asked her, "What result did you get?"

Liu Tianxian saw Yang Shoucheng, "Wait a minute."

Yang Shoucheng smiled and said, "Don't you believe it? It doesn't matter if you say it. I'll tell you quietly... I don't believe it either. He has so many apprentices, and he doesn't necessarily believe in this master."

Seeing that Fang Yi nodded, Liu Tianxian explained in a very low voice: "I really don't believe it. What he said is just nonsense, so you can understand it anyway. He said that we have to go through some small trials, which is of course—— ——Reconciliation after a broken relationship is a small trial, the small plane you invested in is also a trial, and my mother is also a trial before and after...too broad."

"The only thing that's confirmed is that I might like women, oh, if it weren't for you...that's how I understand it, do you think it's possible?"

Fang Yi didn't answer her, but smiled meaningfully.

Noticed the paper in Liu Tianxian's hand: "What is this?"

Liu Tianxian suddenly took half a step back, covered his face and neck and turned pink, "I won't tell you, this is the only one I found that you signed, but didn't write a congratulatory message, since you don't write a congratulatory message, I will Write something else."

"What did you write again?"

"Don't tell you."

Yang Shoucheng waited for the two of them to finish talking, and then introduced: "Miss Liu may seldom tell fortunes, and they usually don't speak very clearly, but the difference between White Dragon King and others is that he can speak clearly. That's why we trust him..."

"Now he is Grandpa Zhou. If his bath is more fragrant, please ask the White Dragon King to get on his body. He will be very accurate in fortune-telling and will not be ambiguous."

Fang Yi became interested, "When will he get on his body?"

Yang Shoucheng asked his subordinates to inquire, and after a while, the man said, "The White Dragon King no longer tells divination today."

So Yang Shoucheng was also surprised: "Didn't he usually count at least twenty or thirty hexagrams? Today, he pays attention not to reveal the secrets?"

"Then I'll ask again?"

"Go and tell him, I'm also waiting for him to calculate this divination. If leaking the secret is harmful, I'll buy him any supplements he wants right away, so that he can prolong his life. I just need to listen to him."

"immediately."

After all, the White Dragon King is just a fortune teller, and Yang Shoucheng is the real Dragon King in the capitalist society. When it comes to this, he has to do it if he can't.

Forcibly set up a stall to make a divination for Fang Yi.

The magic stick was muttering words, and his apprentice jumped up and down beside him. With the sound of the bell, a gust of wind seemed to be born in the hall out of thin air.

Everyone was quite serious, watching what the White Dragon King did.

Yang Shoucheng said: "This is asking God, and the calculation is more accurate. Mr. Zhou was entrusted by the White Dragon King in a dream, saying that he was his reincarnation, the incarnation in the world... Therefore, it must be upper body. The White Dragon King is the real White Dragon King." .”

"Otherwise it's just Mr. Zhou."

——Finally, the White Dragon King got up, with his eyes closed and a smile on his face the whole time. The apprentice had prepared Bodhisattva grass from somewhere, and waited by his side, waiting for the White Dragon King to pick it up.

The apprentice did the work for him: "What is it?"

"cause."

Fang Yi sat down cross-legged, leaving only him and the magic stick opposite him.

"Fang Yi, November 11th... birthday is..."

White Dragon King's eyelids trembled, and he rolled his eyes from time to time. This scene made Liu Tianxian instinctively find it funny. She didn't believe in this set of things, but just thought it was funny.

The apprentice wrote the answer on a piece of paper and showed it to the White Dragon King, but he closed his eyes and touched it with his hand.

Liu Tianxian asked: "What does he use to read?"

"Heaven's eye."

"Where is the eye of the sky?"

"If we can see it, we are also reincarnated."

Yang Shoucheng was also amazed.

But the White Dragon King didn't ask questions for a long time, instead sweat was seeping from his head, and his original sitting posture was also precarious.

He can't "see" the horoscope above, only the endless golden light.

The apprentice was in a hurry, and Fang Yi said, "Master is not in a good condition now, because too much energy was consumed earlier... You don't have to sit, you have to kneel down, and be devout with all your heart... Don't worry, it will definitely work out."

Fang Yi stood up slowly, the apprentice thought he was going to change his kneeling position, and handed the bodhisattva to the White Dragon King, but the magic stick might be too weak to hold it.

There is a saying that the long Bodhisattva can be used as a "wake-up call", so that the seeker of divination can be clear-headed, and the fortune-teller can be more powerful.

So the apprentice let the master hold it even tighter. Seeing that the master was unwilling to take it, as if he was resisting, the kind apprentice broke off the master's fingers bit by bit and forced it in.

At this time, Fang Yi just stood up completely, looking down at the magic sticks sitting in the group.

The magic stick acted decently, and his breathing became short of breath, as if he was overjoyed and saw a hallucination, but his hands were weak and unable to hold the long Bodhisattva. The apprentice had no choice but to force him to hold it, and then Dragging his hand to hit Fang Yi on the head, the White Dragon King was obviously very reluctant, but the apprentice who knew nothing insisted on forcing him to do it.

At the moment when Ruan Mian Mian was about to touch, the White Dragon King coughed a few times, finally opened his eyes, burst out with astonishing strength, swung his arms and dragged his disciple back fiercely.

He paused word by word: "Disrespect..."

After all, he fell on the futon.

With such an incident, the ceremony was naturally boring.The biggest highlight of the night was that the ambulance drove into the Yinghuang Entertainment Company, and Bailongwang was admitted to the Baptist Hospital in Hong Kong due to his suspected illness.

Andy Lau and a group of celebrities went to visit one after another.

Fang Yi also wanted to find out what was written on Liu Tianxian's piece of paper.

　ps: This chapter is for entertainment purposes only.Don't really believe in these things, if you are confused about the world, read "Selected Works of Mao".

　　
　
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