Metaphysics crazily criticizes big boss, shocking the country by marrying a vegetative person

Jia Zhuang looked at the business card in his hand. Wang Xianwei's company was in Shenghao Building, a famous ultra-luxury office building in the imperial capital.

He also participated in the construction of this building. After it was completed, Jia Zhuang also imagined how great it would be if he could work in it.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't believe that his dream job would fall from the sky without doing anything today.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. Thank you, Mr. Wang. I will be there on time tomorrow."

After thanking Wang Xianwei, Jia Zhuang took Xiaobao and bowed to Nan Yiran to thank him.

To Jia Zhuang, Nan Yilan is now like the God of Reconstruction.

First, he saved his son, and then solved the life problems of the father and son.

Nan Yiran stopped the father and son: "No need to say thank you, you pay the hexagram fee and I will do the fortune telling. It is a matter of course that getting good results is just because you have sown good causes. Okay, I have finished counting the three hexagrams today. It's time." Go home."

"Hey, little girl, oh, no, no, master, tell me your fortune, and I'll pay you." Sister Xiao was anxious when she heard that Nan Yiran was going home.

If it was a coincidence that the calculation was accurate once, she witnessed Nan Yiran accurately calculating three people today, especially Wang Xianwei who smashed the stone from the bracelet, which also shocked Sister Xiao.

It's impossible to act so realistically.

"For fortune-telling people, I can only calculate three hexagrams a day. Any more will not count." Nan Yiran refused directly.

Metaphysics is meant to reveal the secrets of heaven. If there are no restrictions, the way of heaven will be disrupted and the world will fall into chaos.

It is also detrimental to the practitioner's cultivation, so no more than three hexagrams in a day, and only predestined people are counted, is also a rule in the metaphysical world.

"By the way, Brother Jia, please transfer your stall to me. I will transfer it to you for how much."

Since Jia Zhuang has to go to work at Wang Xianwei's company tomorrow, this stall will naturally be vacant. Even if you set up a stall to tell fortunes in Tianqiao, you have to pay a management fee, so it is not easy to find a stall temporarily.

"No, no, just use it." How could Jia Zhuang want Nan Yiran's money.

"Beauty Master, why don't you set up a stall here and live broadcast online? There are many people watching online. With your ability, you will definitely attract a large number of fans immediately. Moreover, you can live broadcast anytime, anywhere, which is much more convenient than setting up a stall. "Wang Xianling suggested.

Wang Xianling is born in the 00s and likes to watch short videos on the Doule platform. She especially likes to watch some supernatural anchors, which is why she became a fan of Ximeng.

Her dream was to break away from feudal superstitions, but what she saw today seemed to open the door to a new world for her.

Wang Xianling's suggestion also had her own selfish motives. She had to go to school. If Nan Yiruan only told fortunes on the bridge, she would not be able to see the beauty master tell fortunes except during holidays.

But if the master broadcasts live online, as long as it is not broadcast during your own class time, you can watch the live broadcast anytime and anywhere.

Even if you can't watch the live broadcast, you can still watch the replay.

Nan Yira thought for a while, live broadcast? Like Ximeng?

It’s true that you can broadcast it anytime and anywhere, you don’t have to come here every day to set up a stall.

It seems good, I'll give it a try.

After bidding farewell to a few people, Nan Yiran casually ate a bowl of noodles at a roadside shop. He looked at the money he had on him and found that he only had more than 70 yuan left, so he had to get on the bus to go to the Fu family.

The Fu family's old house is halfway up the mountain. If a taxi from the overpass costs about 200 yuan, she can only take a bus and then take a taxi back to the Fu family. She can save whatever she can.

As soon as she got on the bus, Nan Yira clearly felt two green lights penetrate into the bracelet again.

"Lao Ran."

Fengling's voice sounded in her mind, and Nan Yiran's eyes lit up.

Fengling woke up.

She looked down at the bracelet and found that there was a dark green color the size of a pinhole on the edge of the stone bracelet.

Sure enough, the merit gained from money given by others is not as good as the merit earned by oneself.

One hundred million would only make Fengling wake up for a while, but his two hexagrams could make Fengling wake up completely.

Although Fengling's voice still sounded a little weak, she was finally awake.

She and Fengling are together as one body, and Fengling's awakening also means that her metaphysical power will slowly awaken.

Perhaps the day when Fengling fully recovers will be the day when she breaks her senior brother's bad story and returns to the pure spirit world.

It's a pity that the merits of Xi Meng's hexagram will have to wait for a few days.

"Lao Ran, where are you?"

"In Senior Brother's book, there is a human world called Jiuzhou."

The Qingling Realm controls 30 million human realms, and Senior Brother's words will always be running in a certain human realm.

"Which storybook is it?"

Fengling likes to read storybooks more than Nan Yiran. As long as her elder brother has finished writing, she will pester her elder brother to read it first.

Seeing that the scumbag had let his girlfriend dig wild vegetables for eighteen years, Fengling would have wanted to rush down and beat up the scumbag and his girlfriend if it weren't for the fact that the spiritual world and the human world were not allowed to come and go at will.

Yes, fight both of them, one is a scumbag, and the other is a love brain, the kind of love brain that zombies won’t eat.

Fengling especially likes the dedicated and loving CEOs in the boss novels, but the senior brother wrote tens of millions of story books to create such a boss.

"The one where Senior Brother used my name as a supporting character."

"Your name? Which book? Damn, I remembered it, Lao Ran. I mourned for you for one second. It's so miserable. Are you going to go back and abuse the young master of the Fu family now? How pitiful."

"Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, how do you plan to abuse him? Should you use toothpicks to pierce his fingernails, or cigarette butts to burn his body? Or try hitting him with a book as a cushion. I don't think this is what the senior brother's book says. It will leave a mark.”

Nan Yilan:......

When did Fengling have such violent tendencies?

It looks like I need to lock it in the Qingling Tower for purification after I return.

"Hey, don't, don't, don't, Lao Ran, I didn't just say it casually. This is how it is written in Senior Brother's storybook. Since you are a supporting role in it, of course you have to follow the plot."

"Or how about we lighten the torture and slap ten big mouths every day? But if you slap like this for a year, you won't kill anyone. What should I do?"

"Lao Ran, according to the plot, you will have to burp in a year. I haven't been to the human world yet, why don't you just ignore that wronged young master and take me around to play, and wait until I return to the Qingling World There’s no need to play anymore, this is my first time coming to Jiuzhou.”

"Lao Ran, you're actually squeezing the bus. You're such a clear-headed immortal, can't you fly? Why are you squeezing the bus? Ahhhhh, how long has it been since the uncle next to me took a shower? It stinks so much. Why does this aunty smell like a fox? , stay away from me, why do you still have foot odor, ah ah ah.”

"Lao Ran, get off the bus quickly, get off the bus quickly, I don't want to take the bus, wuwuwuwu, I was touched by the big brother next to me, I'm not clean anymore."

"Shut up!" Nan Yiran's head was pounding from Fengling's shout.

Or let Fengling continue to sleep and keep the merits for her own cultivation.

"Ran Ran, my good Ran Ran, my good Sister Ran, I was wrong, I don't despise the bus anymore, the bus is the best bus in the world, you are the best to me, you hurry up and earn merit, take me She’s become beautiful, I don’t want to be ugly like this, woo woo woo.”

"Lao Ran, how long do we have to take the bus? Where should we go tomorrow? Go swimming in the lake or mountain climbing..."

Nan Yiran couldn't bear it anymore, so she secretly picked up her sword fingers and recited the incantation silently, then lightly touched Fengling.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooodd for maybe toner..." Feng Ling couldn't make a sound, and the world suddenly became quiet.

At this time, there was a quarrel from behind the carriage.

"Hey, uncle, why are you like this? Get up quickly, you are shameless."

"What kind of shame do I have? You, a little girl, saw me, an old man, coming up, but you didn't even offer up your seat to me. I had no space to sit on, so of course I sat on you."

"Get out of the car quickly." Ni Jingjing pushed the old man sitting on her lap hard. The old man held on to the handle of the front seat and sat still on Ni Jingjing's body.

Ni Jingjing burst into tears.

Nan Yiran glanced at the old man, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

These days, all kinds of monsters and monsters are starting to come out to cause trouble.