Fortune telling is so accurate, you call this psychological consultation?

Chapter 48 Offending the Villain
In the afternoon, when Master Xishan came back, he sat at the small stone table and taught her for a long time.

Zhibei Chu straightened his back and did not dare to be lazy. It really felt like he was in class when he was a child.

The teacher was not very strict. If he didn't understand something after teaching it two or three times, he would ask Zhibeichu to think about it again.

But when it comes to practice, such as the use of the staff, such as the accuracy of fortune telling, he will hit Zhi Beichu on the head with an ancient book very seriously:

"Stubborn, too slow."

For more than ten days in a row, the master and apprentice have been getting along in this way, and their relationship has inevitably become closer.

Zhibei Chu's initial defensiveness turned into vigilance.

No way, she couldn't completely trust someone at once.

A true master-disciple relationship requires getting along, understanding and accumulating.

Her master was away from home every day, and all the people who came to see him were leaders. She didn't dare to ask where she could find out more about him.

But you can’t understand it.

After all, only by increasing the favorability of the master can the master explode with gold coins.

mid-December.

Zhibeichu went to bed late because he was studying the live broadcast at night.

I slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

Her right eyelid has been twitching since she woke up.

When she finished washing and opened the door of the Taoist temple, she discovered that a white car had been parked outside the door.

There was a handsome young man wearing a sweatshirt and a hat standing next to the car smoking, with a confused expression.

The window was open.

There was a pot-bellied man sitting inside. He looked ordinary, but he was flirting with the handsome boy.

This handsome boy looked a bit familiar, and Zhi Beichu felt very complicated inside.

This is a very famous traffic idol, his name seems to be Qin En, he has always been a little naughty dog, and his data resources are very good.

She had seen a lot of his performances in her previous life, and he was very good at it.

Just without the halo on the stage, Qin En looks a bit...well...gay in a gay way.

Coupled with the interaction with the fat man in the car, this feeling of "not being straight" almost overflowed.

But that’s normal, sexual orientation is a personal choice.

It means that a fat man’s marriage palace is full and harmonious.

Tsk...married man.

This is very abnormal.

Zhibei didn't take a closer look at first, so he opened the door and went back to the temple to burn incense.

The two saw the door of the Taoist temple open. The fat man seemed not to get out of the car. Only Qin En put out his cigarette butt and walked in with a smile on his face.

Wait for the incense to come out at the beginning of Gardenia.

He stood obediently in the courtyard, raised his usual polite smile, and asked: "Hello, are you Taoist Master Zhi Banxian?"

Zhibei Chu nodded lightly: "What's the matter?"

Qin En pointed at himself: "I was introduced by Director Zhang, and I would like to ask you for advice."

Being so close, Zhi Beichu could clearly see his face.

Every palace is shrouded in darkness.

There is still a trace of blessing left. .

The Little Man Palace is even more black and shiny.

There is a saying here, not that he is surrounded by villains, but that he himself has the appearance of a villain.

Because I was not sure, it was Director Zhang who introduced me.

She still let Qin En sit first.

As soon as Qin En sat down, he began to tell what happened to him.

"Master, I often feel dizzy recently. I went to the hospital for a checkup and the doctor said everything was normal. But every time I go home from work to rest, I feel a pain in my stomach and my hands shake. To be honest, I am a dancer, and this has begun to affect me. My career is over, I’m very troubled, please help me.”

This symptom is somewhat similar to the haunting described in the book.

Zhi Beichu drummed his fingers on the table, got up and went into the main hall to look through ancient books.

He took a few more incense sticks, lit them in front of the statue, and walked out, letting Qin En stare at the cigarettes.

After dozens of seconds, a piece of incense ashes burned out.

Zhibei Chushu Ren turned three incense sticks upside down, pointed them at Qin En's head, flicked them with his fingers, and all the incense ash fell on him.

all of a sudden.

Qin En felt pain all over his body. There were slight tremors under his skin and on his flesh and bones, and he couldn't even open his eyes.The symptoms lasted for more than a minute.

Zhibei Chu was almost done with it. The moment he opened the main hall door and saw the sunlight on the clay statue, his symptoms disappeared.

For the first time, Qin En was prepared to look directly at the reaction on his body. When he opened his eyes, his face turned several degrees pale with fright, and his words were even more stuttering.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Why is that?"

……

Zhi Beichu frowned as he looked at the black aura that suddenly faded from his body, and his voice became several degrees colder.

"Go out, I don't count this hexagram."

Qin En frowned, and the smile on his face faded with fear. There was anger between his brows, but it was hard to get angry.

So good, why is this goddess so crazy?

Why did you drive him away suddenly?

"What do you mean? You see my problem, but you don't want to save me?"

Facing the question, Zhi Beichu picked up the remaining cold tea he drank last night and took a sip.

When he spoke again, he had no face at all.

"Why do you know in your heart whether you go out on your own or I find a way to let you out?"

Qin En didn't expect the style of painting to change so quickly.

But remembering that the goddess had just made his body react at will, he didn't dare to stay here.

He walked to the door unwillingly and said, "Master, I offer 15 hexagram gold. I am very sincere."

Zhibeichu just stared at him without speaking.

Qin En was stared at all over, gritted his teeth, turned around and returned to the car.

I saw him sitting in the passenger seat crying to the man, presumably because he was suing himself.

Just sue.

Zhibei Chu didn't care, he withdrew his eyes and continued to read the ancient books.

She didn't dare to tell Qin En's fortune.

Hereticism is not an evil way, it should be said that it is not completely evil.

She had to abide by the rules.

No matter how high the hexagram gold is, the hexagrams of the three types of people can never be calculated.

The first type: Those who have exhausted their qi are not counted. Their luck has been exhausted and they are unwilling to do good deeds. They will live a life of misery. No matter how much they help, it will be in vain.

The second type: The treacherous and evil person is not counted. If the hexagram master helps him avoid the misfortune, he will bear his karma, which is not worth the loss.

The third type: People who are about to die naturally are not counted. Most of them are old people who have reached the end of their lifespan. At this time, the three souls are separated from the two, the yin and yang are out of balance, and there is no luck at all, so it is useless to count.

Of these three, Qin En only took two.

Zhibeichu was shocked.

The sunny and cheerful boy on TV is no longer a human being behind his back.

It's a sin if such a person appears around you. It's better to offend him sooner.

After waiting for three to five minutes, the white car outside the Taoist temple honked deliberately and then left.

……

By the afternoon.

Zhibei Chu is still studying.

After Master Xishan came back, he pulled up a stool and sat next to her to drink tea so that he could answer her questions at any time.

It's just that Zhibei Chu learned more smoothly today, and during his break, he rarely heard a compliment.

"good."

She immediately climbed up the pole and went to the people beside Master Xishan to ask for a cup of tea. She started gossiping with a smile: "Master, how old are you this year?"

She looked like he was only 27, but she always felt that this master had a lot of experience.

Master Xishan held the tea cup in his hand, with a gentle smile on his lips: "I am a teacher for 48 years."

!

Zhi Beichu turned his head in surprise and looked at his young and handsome face, which still had an air of immortality.

Said he was 48...

Who believes it?
Master Xishan also turned his head and came over, glanced at her, and said calmly: "You are already a villain, how old are you still in charge of being a teacher?"

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