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

In Nan's house, Nan He was the only one in the empty living room.

He sat on the sofa and stared at the ostentatious roster in a daze.

He knew that having this roster meant he knew the depth of Swagger's strength.

It can even be said that he knows some secrets that are unknown to others.

Nan He understood that this roster should be sealed until one day the roster is needed again.

But Nan He still couldn't hold it back and turned to the first page of the roster.

No. 1 on the first page is Feng Yang, but Feng Yang is marked "deceased".

As expected, he was a direct disciple of Fengyang.

Ning Yichuan, Shen Shi'an, Shi Jiu... Gu Qizhou.

The last apprentice is...

Nan He's hand holding the booklet couldn't help but freeze, and he felt that his brain was a little blank.

I saw that the booklet had clear words:

Name: Yanjiu; Taoist name: Xiangzhao.

Nan He closed the book suddenly and leaned on the sofa, with thousands of thoughts mixed together.

Yanjiu? Fragrant trick? The gentleman behind Yan Yang...is he Yanjiu?

It is obvious that a person has low spiritual power and is as weak as dust.

The other is mysterious and admirable.

The illegitimate son of the Bai family and Mr. Xiangzhao, a disciple of Fengyang, it is difficult for Nanhe to associate these two people with the same person.

But recalling Yanjiu's occasional indifference and disregard for everything, everything seemed to have an explanation.

Yanjiu is not weak, he is like a cat hiding behind the scenes, who loves to play tricks on mice.

The so-called mice are the people of Yan Yang.

Nanhe sat on the sofa for a long time. After a long time, he got up and walked towards Bei Nanyao's residence.

Bei Nan Yao was setting fire to the small courtyard, burning his clothes and daily necessities in the past few years.

Nan He stood beside Bei Nan Yao, with blazing flames in his eyes:

"Beiyao... no, senior, Yanjiu came to see me today and asked a lot about you."

Bei Nanyao's voice was as dull as ever: "Just call me Bei Yao. As for Yanjiu... he wants to kill me."

Nan He: "..." Beneath Yan Jiu's smiling face...is this kind of thought hidden? It's actually kind of creepy.

Bei Nanyao continued: "He wants to kill me, but this is reasonable. If I accomplish what I want to do, I will kill him too. It's all mutual."

Nan He said: "Yan Jiu..."

Bei Nanyao: "In Zhaoyao Mountain, a person like Yanjiu will appear in a few hundred years.

What Mr. Xiangzhao is most proficient in is actually not divination, but formation talismans, which is far beyond the Bai family.

A few years ago, when I learned about Mr. Xiangzhao, I was actually a little confused.

In Swaggering Mountain, people in his position are the most difficult to deal with. "

The flames gradually weakened, leaving only ashes on the ground. Bei Nanyao raised his legs to leave.

At this time, Nan He made a plea to stay: "Beiyao, although I don't know what you want to do, but if I can, I want to help you."

Bei Nanyao stopped. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Nan He with a complicated expression.

That gaze was sharp, like a ferocious beast, which made Nan He unconsciously fearful, and made him feel that all his thoughts were exposed to the sun, with nowhere to hide.

Bei Nanyao turned around and walked into the house. He took out the broom and while sweeping the ashes, he said meaningfully:

"I always thought you had no ambitions and only wanted to live a comfortable and refined life."

Nan He took out a handkerchief and wiped the ashes floating on his hands:

"You are an elder and have protected the Nan family for many years. If you are in trouble, of course the Nan family will do its best to help you."

Bei Nanyao poured the ashes into the trash can, and when he turned to leave, he patted Nan He on the shoulder:

"You know what you are thinking.

But thank you anyway.

I really need your help. Wait for my call. "

Bei Yao left, and Nan He went to the pool and carefully washed the dirt on his hands.

Shaoqing, he looked at his clean fingers in the sunshine, feeling somewhat satisfied.

Many times it's not that Nan He is really lazy in politics, it's that he only does things superficially and only deals with some superficial disputes in Yan Yang.

But "lazy politics" can better stay out of the situation. He is a refined egoist.

But the premise of all this is the blessing of the "ancestors", so that Nanhe can have the confidence to stay in a high position and not do anything.

If the ancestors no longer protect them, Nanhe is not sure about the future of the Nan family.

After all, a family's luck is limited. For example, if the Liu family is at its peak, its backbones die one after another, which means that its luck is exhausted.

But now the situation is complicated, Yaohua is eyeing Yan Yang, Shang Jing is the one who can actually speak for Yan Yang, and Zhao Yao has repeatedly planted forces into Yan Yang...

Nan He knew that his position as president was awkward. If he wanted to live a comfortable life, he had to make a choice immediately.

Should he stay out of it and live the same life as before, or should he seize the last chance, hug Beiyao's thigh, and ask Beiyao to help smooth the road ahead before Beiyao leaves.

Let the Nan family reach a higher level and be worry-free in the next hundred years.

Nan He looked at his hands, his eyes changing from complicated to determined. He wanted to seize the last chance and gain wealth in the midst of danger.

At the same time, Xiangzhao Bookstore will roast chestnuts instead of sweet potatoes tonight.

Shen Shi'an sat on the treetop in the courtyard, swinging his legs and throwing chestnut shells under the tree:

"So? Xiaojiu, you went to Nan's house today. What are your conclusions?"

Yanjiu worked hard to open the chestnut, and his expression was a little twisted:

"Bei Nanyao is a person who misses old friendships and is also a "family-oriented" person.

It is not difficult to see from Nan He's reaction that the name of Bei Nan Yao should have been passed down in their family.

During these thousands of years, Bei Nan Yao has been protecting the Nan family from behind.

If it is really necessary, I don’t know if seizing Nan He can threaten Bei Nan Yao.

After all, Nanhe is the only direct bloodline of their family, and the others are all side branches. "

After saying that, Yanjiu's chestnuts still haven't been peeled.

Shen Shi'an jumped down from the tree and took away the chestnuts from the stove and Yan Jiu's hand.

Yanjiu: "That's too much..."

Shen Shi'an turned around and said with a smile: "You can't peel the shell off, why not I take it back to Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei can eat it with the shell."

Yanjiu: "..."

Suddenly, Yan Jiu was a little curious: "Senior brother, what kind of unequal treaty did you and Xiao Hei sign? Why does he listen to you so much?"

Hearing this question, Shen Shi'an immediately became interested. He turned back to Yanjiu, sat down cross-legged, and said in a loud voice:

"Speaking of which, your senior brother, I had just finished my studies that year.

As soon as we got off the mountain, we saw Xiao Hei waiting for food.

The spiritual power of the divine beasts in Kunlun was severely banned. Xiaohei, like Lu Wu, also slept for a long time and was a little confused when he woke up.

Brother Yichuan pointed at Xiao Hei and said that Xiao Hei was a glutton.

I thought this was a good relationship, so when Xiao Hei just woke up and didn't react, I raised my fist and beat Xiao Hei up. "

Yanjiu: "..."

Shen Shi'an continued proudly: "I beat Xiao Hei, but when he didn't react, I beat him again and beat him into submission.

So I accepted him as my little brother and asked him to help me fight.

Later he woke up completely, and I realized that I couldn't defeat him in a fight at that time.

But I also want to be the little black boss.

So I signed a contract with Xiao Hei. I helped him find food and he became my little brother.

After a hundred years, I will give him my body to eat. "

Yanjiu said expressionlessly: "It's so bloody..."

Shen Shi'an sat there with his golden sword: "It's not bloody, do you think Xiao Hei will dare to eat me after a hundred years?

If he dares to eat me, I won't reincarnate. I'll be hanging next to his head and scolding him every day. I'm really rebelling against him. "

As he spoke, Shen Shi'an came closer to Yanjiu, his round eyes looked innocent and clear, and his smile was also very cute.

There is a feeling of being ignorant of the world, but the words he speaks are extremely arrogant:

"Yanjiu, you don't have to think about things in this life. The most important thing is to make yourself happy.

Call me selfish or heartless, but in my heart, only myself is the most important thing.

My purpose is to do what I want to do and mess with who I want to mess with.

The teachings of Zhaoyaoshan are never to hold back, but to take the initiative. "

As soon as Shen Shi'an finished speaking, Yanjiu placed another chestnut into Shen Shi'an's palm:

"Thank you, brother, for teaching."