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

Yanjiu has been dreaming, and the dream continues.

Turning around mountains and rivers, suddenly large swaths of pink appeared in front of his eyes, which were the scorching peach blossoms of a tree.

Feng Yang was drinking under the tree, while teenage Yanjiu was playing with yarrow.

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Yanjiu, when you get married in the future, don't wear a suit. Wear white Hanfu, you will definitely look good."

Yanjiu said calmly: "Old man, you drank too much. Do you think I will get married in this life?"

Feng Yang shook his index finger: "You just have a weak relationship, but your peach blossoms are still very strong."

In a daze, Feng Yang disappeared, and Yanjiu's body became much thinner, turning into a 20-year-old.

He looked up at the layers of pink, a little confused, peach blossoms? What is peach blossom?

Under the cover of peach blossoms, Yan Jiu saw a touch of white. Looking closely, it was a magnolia.

I haven’t seen that magnolia for a long time. The last time I saw it was when he was punished in the Bai family...

Yanjiu suddenly opened his eyes. He returned to reality from his sleep, but he was still thinking about the magnolia.

It seems that when he is injured, Magnolia will appear, and his thoughts, flesh and blood will be inflated.

There is also the peach blossom tree. There is obviously no beautiful scene in the dream, but when I am awake, I always feel that the peach blossom tree is ambiguous.

At this time, Yanjiu felt a cold feeling on his neck.

Looking down, he saw a cold dagger hanging loosely around his neck.

Yanjiu looked along the hand holding the dagger and saw Shang Jing holding the dagger, his eyes deep, staring at him motionlessly.

Shang Jing seemed to be thinking about something, and there was distress in his eyes that shouldn't belong to him.

Yanjiu tried to speak, but his voice was hoarse: "What are you thinking about?"

Shang Jing came back to his senses and saw that Yanjiu had woken up. He began to move the dagger in his hand, seemingly cutting the flesh on the side of Yanjiu's neck.

Fortunately, the dagger didn't have an edge, it was just a frightening thing.

But Shang Jing's voice was still eerie: "I'm thinking...how to kill you, you are too troublesome."

Yanjiu is really troublesome and frequently breaks his own rules.

Let yourself always run to Bai's house in the middle of the night, and then "carry" Yanjiu out.

Even if you tell me, you don’t know who is whose boss?

Putting the dagger against Yanjiu's neck again, Shang Jing asked Yanjiu:

"I still don't know what kind of magic you learned. It seems you know quite a lot."

Yanjiu ignored the toy-like dagger on his neck. He took Shang Jing's free hand and showed Shang Jing's palm reading:

"I learned fortune telling."

Shang Jing sneered: "Charlatan."

Yanjiu looked at Shang Jing's palm, but suddenly said with a teasing smile: "Mr. Shang, whose girl do you like?"

Shang Jing didn't understand: "What?"

Yanjiu: "You Hongluan Xingdong, there must be a girl you like in your heart."

Last time he did a rough calculation and figured out that the Shangjing Hongluan star was moving, but this time the palm reading was still the same.

This convinced Yanjiu that Shang Jing must have a girl he liked in his heart.

After hearing Yanjiu's question, Shang Jing pulled his hand back as if he had been stung.

He criticized Yan Jiu with a bad tone: "Pedantry." Then he turned around and left.

Yanjiu: "???" Pedantic? Why is he so pedantic?

Isn’t love and love a matter of course? Is it possible that Shang Jing is still shy?

Eh? No, pedantic? Shang Jing should have done something more extraordinary.

Maybe Shang Jing likes something other than girls.

Yanjiu had just woken up and was confused. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that this was what happened.

"Shang Jing." Yanjiu stopped Shang Jing in surprise: "What you like is not a girl. Could it be that you like a female ghost?"

Seeing that Shang Jing's face was as dark as night, Yanjiu felt more and more that his guess was almost accurate, so he boldly continued to guess:

"It's not a female ghost, that's a succubus? A Taoist nun? A yaksha? It can't be... a nun, right?

Feeling the solidification of the surrounding air, Yanjiu calmly comforted Shang Jing:

"It doesn't matter, even if you cross species, you can still be happy.

Boss, I will pray for you and hope you get what you want. "

Shang Jing looked back at Yanjiu, his eyes meaning unclear:

"Did you get what you wanted?"

Yanjiu nodded sincerely: "Yes, it must be possible."

Shang Jing curled up the corners of his lips with a hint of amusement.

For some reason, Yanjiu's scalp felt numb, and he always felt like something was wrong.

……

Although there is a "haunted" incident in Bai's Mansion, the Yasong rally will still continue.

Yanjiu was not interested. First, Qing'an returned to Zhaoyao Mountain, and he was very bored by himself.

Second, Yanjiu felt that he had been too troubled recently and was always injured.

It seemed as if he was being warned to be careful with his words and actions, and stay safe when nothing happened.

It is best to lie at home and sleep every day, and not go out all the time, so as not to be hit by flower pots or hit by cars when you go out.

Especially since it’s winter, it’s a good time to hang out and be lazy.

Therefore, Yanjiu slept at home with peace of mind, and even Shang Jing took a long leave.

Although Shang Jing didn't approve, it didn't matter. After getting along for a long time, Yan Jiu showed his true nature. If he was too lazy to pretend, some rules in society would never be able to restrain Yan Jiu.

Of course, the rules of the Yasong Assembly cannot restrict Yanjiu...