The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

At the hot pot restaurant, Shang Jing couldn't help but put vegetables into the Yanjiu bowl.

Yanjiu: "..." When the vegetables piled up in the bowl, Yanjiu couldn't help but said:

"Shang Jing, is it possible that I grew up with carnivores, so I eat meat."

Shang Jing stuck to his guns: "But you are an omnivore, vegetables are essential, and meat is also essential.

Just like that Zhi Fei, he should follow the rules and follow the rules scientifically.

While he was a monk ringing the bell and chanting Buddha's name, he should also kill two monks to relieve his boredom.

With such a combination of meat and vegetables, those monks must be afraid of Zhi Fei, and when Zhi Fei comes down the mountain, those monks must not dare to stop him.

So my conclusion is to eat meat and vegetables together. "

Yanjiu: "???"

While talking, Shang Jing put another chopstick of green vegetables into the bowl of Yanjiu.

Yanjiu rubbed his forehead: "If you do this again, I will call the police."

Shang Jing didn't take it seriously, but pointed out a key issue:

"Zhi Fei's soul has been broken for thousands of years, and Beinnan Yao has also lived for thousands of years.

During these thousand years, Yao of the north and south took a nap, and let Zhi Fei break into the cracks?

Why did he just think of looking for the Soul Gathering Stone now, to find the secret technique to repair the soul? "

Hearing this, Yanjiu raised his head and looked at Shang Jing approvingly:

"Mr. Shang is worthy of managing such a large company. He considers things thoroughly."

As he spoke, Yanjiu pushed open the window, and cool air came in through the window. Yanjiu couldn't help but shudder, but he still stuck his head out to look at the stars.

Shang Jing looked at Yanjiu and frowned:

"Isn't it cold? Come back..."

After a while, Yanjiu pulled back and glanced at Shang Jing disapprovingly:

“The stars can tell us many things, and we must have full respect for the stars.

Mr. Shang, in addition to intrigues, you should read more books. After all, you are also the head of a wealthy family. "

"..." Shang Jing laughed angrily:

"I'm not a fortune teller, so why should I admire the stars?

Also, in your eyes, who is more educated? "

Yanjiu looked at Shang Jing and smiled and stopped talking.

Shang Jing asked: "Huh?"

Yan Jiu said perfunctorily: "Actually, you are all quite literate, but my culture is different from yours. You don't need to mind too much."

Shang Jing: "..."

Shao Qing, Shang Jing teased Yan Jiu: "Cultural man, what did you see from the stars just now?"

Yanjiu stretched out and picked up another piece of meat. He looked normal, but his words were a bit heavy:

"Zhi Fei volunteered to fill the cracks in Kunlun with his soul, which had long been shattered into powder.

It takes thousands of years of cultivation, and it also takes the right time and place to gather souls. The stars tell me that the magnetic field in the past few years is suitable for gathering souls.

That's why Bei Nan Yao took action. As the saying goes, the opportunity must not be missed and it will not come again. "

While speaking, Yanjiu touched the stone on his chest:

"To be honest, I understand Bei Nanyao a little bit..."

Shang Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Yanjiu, only to see that Yanjiu's expression was worried about gain and loss, a bit like the kind of child whose parents can't be found on the roadside. It's so pitiful.

Shang Jing asked Yan Jiu: "I heard you say before... that you are collecting your mother's soul. How is the collection going?"

Yanjiu smiled: "I have collected some. The stones in Yaohua are indeed of some use... I am also thinking about breaking into Yaohua Tower and snatching out all their stones."

The fundamental reason is that Dabai and Erbai are not willing to steal. They think this kind of behavior is too mean, and they prefer to rob openly.

However, Shang Jing's suggestion was even more extreme: "I suggest you burn down the Yaohua Building directly."

Yanjiu: "This is too much." As he spoke, Yanjiu held his chin in one hand, with an unstoppable yearning in his eyes. He suddenly wanted to talk to Shang Jing.

Maybe it was because he had been listening to Bei Nanyao telling stories today, and Yanjiu also wanted to find someone to talk to him about what was pressing in his heart:

“Shang Jing, I want to collect my mother’s soul not to resurrect her.

I know that life and death are destiny and cannot be forced.

I have never told anyone that I collected her soul to see what she looked like. "

Saying that, Yanjiu was a little shy:

"I also want her to see what I look like, and that...I have grown up well.

I want her to enter reincarnation with peace of mind and become a favored little princess of a certain family in her next life. "

Yanjiu thought that after his mother died, the soul fragments were always around him. She must have loved him very much and also worried about him.

The mother died in childbirth. She must have wanted to see how the child she had given birth to through all the hard work would grow up to be, and whether she would grow up well.

If he could really send his mother into reincarnation, Yanjiu would definitely tell her.

Don’t have children in your next life, and live happily, healthily and for yourself.

Yanjiu collects his mother's soul, but what he wants is never companionship.

The steam in the hot pot was boiling, and Shang Jing leaned forward slightly and stretched out his right hand.

His fingertips passed across the end of Yanjiu's eyes, wiping away some water stains. His voice was a little hoarse:

"This pot is so steamy that my eyes are wet."

Yanjiu wiped the ends of his eyes haphazardly: "Eat meat, eat meat, it will get cold after a while."