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

One sunny morning, Hongzhi knocked on Xie Ling's door.

The person who opened the door was a particularly bright girl with the same face as Xie Shan.

Hongzhi stood outside the door, a little nervous. She stuttered and said:

"Are you Xie Ling from Xie Village? Do you still remember that you saved a red-stem grass in the mountains behind Xie Village?"

Xie Ling seemed to be thinking about it seriously, and finally she shook her head very calmly:

"I have saved many grasses, but I don't remember the one you mentioned."

Saying that, Xie Ling asked politely:

"Do you have anything else to do? I'm going to close the door without you. I'm a little busy."

Hongzhi lowered her head lonely, and she slowly shook her head: "No more."

……

At that time, Xie Cun had a pair of twins, the elder sister Xie Shan and the younger sister Xie Ling.

My elder sister likes to paint in the room, and my younger sister likes to go to the mountains and play wildly.

Gradually, the two sisters grew up, Xie Shan died, and Xie Ling never returned to Xie Village. For Xie Ling, it was a sad place with many memories of her sister.

That day, Yanjiu made a prediction. He originally wanted to calculate whether Yu Yang would die.

Unexpectedly, I saw something a little different.

Yanjiu found Liu Jincheng and asked Liu Jincheng to ask someone to check the household registration of Xie Village. Sure enough, it turned out that there were two identical faces in the world, Xie Shan and Xie Ling.

Hongzhi has been looking for the wrong person since he came down from the mountain.

However, Yanjiu thought, it would be better not to tell Hongzhi the truth.

At this time, after coming down from Xie Ling's house, Yanjiu stopped and looked upstairs.

Behind a certain window, Xie Ling was standing there, looking down with a sad expression.

Just before, Yanjiu had actually contacted Xie Ling in advance and told Xie Ling about Hongzhi.

Including Hongzhi helping Xie Shan take revenge.

Yanjiu's narrative style is very straightforward, unabashed, and slightly bloody.

After hearing the story, Xie Ling couldn't accept it.

What kind of plants become spirits? What killed that scumbag Yu Yang again?

People are always full of fear of the unknown. It is undeniable that Xie Ling was very scared when he heard the story.

But she also thanked Hongzhi for avenging Xie Shan.

Of course, the final choice whether to accept red branches or not lies with Xie Ling.

As expected, Xie Ling chose the answer that Yanjiu had expected.

Yanjiu's last memory of Xie Ling was that Xie Ling stood in front of the window and bowed deeply in the direction where Hongzhi left.

This feeling made Yanjiu very depressed, but he couldn't explain why.

It's like someone who works hard but doesn't get anything in return, only a little respect.

Yanjiu walked beside Hongzhi and asked Hongzhi a question:

"Hongzhi, have you ever regretted it? Have you ever regretted joining the world? After all the hard work, you almost lost your life in Yan Yang."

Hongzhi turned his head towards Yanjiu and smiled:

"I have no regrets. I came into the world once to help an innocent girl get justice.

It's a good thing to prevent more innocent girls from making the same mistake, and there's certainly no regrets.

As for Xie Ling, she is just afraid that I am a monster. I don’t blame her, this is normal. "

Yanjiu was a little stunned: "Hongzhi, you..."

Hongzhi smiled in relief:

"I know it all.

You see, we just asked Xie Ling that strange question, but she was not surprised at all. That was not an ordinary situation.

I have been in Yanyang for so long, and some things are still clear to me. "

The red branch was pulled away from her body, and a small flower was pulled off by her.

She gave the little flower to Yanjiu and said with a smile:

"Yanjiu, thank you for your help.

The flowers of this ghost plant can be used as medicine and can help people forget their worries.

It's time for me to go back to the mountains, that's my home. "

Yanjiu called Hongzhi who was about to leave, and asked:

"Hongzhi, will you come down the mountain again?"

Hongzhi smiled: "If any girl needs help, you can call me and I will come down the mountain."

……

Yu Yang's death caused an uproar.

The Yu family found Shang Jing, cried in front of Shang Jing, and asked Shang Jing to help find the real murderer of Yu Yang.

Shang Jing refused very coldly, and he replied to his parents:

"The consequences Yu Yang has today are all the causes he had in the past. Even if Yu Yang dies, it is his own fault."

Shang Jing's attitude was unexpected by Yanjiu. He thought Shang Jing would ask him about the whereabouts of Hong Zhi.

Unexpectedly, Shang Jing acted like nothing happened.

This made Yan Jiu slightly change his view on Shang Jing. Fortunately, Shang Jing still had a bottom line of conscience and could still be saved.

Even Yan Jiu seemed less depressed working beside Shang Jing.

One day, Yanjiu followed Shang Jing back from Shang's company. Shang Jing fell on the chair and began to rest.

However, after a long time, Yanjiu found that Shang Jing had not been sleeping soundly, and his sleeping appearance was not as peaceful as his own.

Ah Tao sat on a branch and swayed his feet:

"Jiujiu, Shang Jing didn't sleep well last night. He was a terrible sleeper."

Yanjiu yawned, and he said matter-of-factly:

"Is it because the boss has done too many bad things and can't sleep?"

A Tao's mouth flattened: "No, Shang Jing was a very good boy when he was very young. At that time, he didn't do anything wrong and didn't sleep well."

Yanjiu likes to tease this tree that has lived for thousands of years but is still mentally immature:

"A Tao, I don't believe what you said."

A Tao: "Humph! Jiujiu, I don't want to care about you anymore."

As he said that, A Tao stretched out two leaves to cover his eyes, and as expected, he stopped paying attention to Yan Jiu.

Yanjiu turned his head and looked at Shang Jing, who was not far away. He thought for a moment and took out a fresh flower from his pocket.

Yanjiu walked to Shang Jing's rocking chair and wanted to put flowers in Shang Jing's hair.

But Shang Jing caught his wrist in mid-air.

Tsk tsk, the vigilance is really high.

Pointing at the flower in his hand with his other free finger, Yanjiu explained:

"This one is the flower on the red branch.

She told me that she was a ghost plant that could relieve people's worries.

Well, I gave it to you, so I will thank you for your kindness in not killing me. "

Shang Jing glanced at the thin little flowers on Yanjiu's fingertips, and then at Yanjiu's somewhat unreal face reflected in the sunlight.

He smiled disgustedly: "No, she gave you the flowers, you can keep them for yourself."

Yan Jiu was dissatisfied: "Hey, you..."

After carefully placing the flowers, Yanjiu was ready to find a corner to continue fishing.

But seeing Shang Jing waving towards him, Yanjiu approached him and asked in confusion:

"Want to suck blood?"

Shang Jing: "..."

Every time he doesn't sleep well, it seems that he has sucked Yanjiu's blood and his heart will be peaceful for a long time.

It cannot be denied that at this moment, Shang Jing has this desire in his heart.

However, Shang Jing remembered that Yanjiu had said that Yanjiu's blood had the effect of curing diseases and saving lives.

Shang Jing withdrew his hand again. If it were ordinary blood, he would just suck it.

However, Shang Jing is not willing to use blood like Tang Monk's flesh.

Therefore, Shang Jing changed the subject and ordered Yan Jiu:

"Take off your shirt and let me see your wounds."

Yanjiu shivered in the cold wind:

"Boss, no need, it's almost winter now, it's freezing to death."

Shang Jing's eyelids drooped, and he mocked: "What a hypocritical human being."

Yanjiu complained in his heart: "What an awkward human being."