Welcome to the world of strange dreams

The fragment of memories ends abruptly here.

Fu Minghui stood there in a daze.

What seal?

What about her abilities?

Is it related to her ability to enter the boundary and have the ability to hear and telepathize?

So, this ability didn’t come suddenly? Wasn't it hacked out by Lei Zu? It's not like Spider-Man or The Flash, who were bitten by electricity and mutated. Are they born with it?

Does this ability represent bad things or disasters? Why were her parents so nervous, and who were they looking for to seal her?

So now, isn't her super power unintentionally unlocked? Oops, what are the consequences!

Oh my God, this, this, this...

In an instant, she felt that her whole mind was filled with these thoughts, and she was numb from the shock.

Could it be that he was assimilated by two female subordinates who loved reading anime and online novels and playing games? At least, it must have been affected.

After stealing the tribute, he would lie down on the worship mat and keep tapping his head against the mat, as if he was kowtowing to admit his mistake.

But they have never met before, so why would Chixin pay special attention to Fu Minghui?

Perhaps, his protectiveness towards her was too strong and he over-interpreted it. Luo Zhao thought.

starve? You deserve it.

Fu Minghui discovered Chi Xin's regret very keenly. For the first time in his life, he was very smart and tentatively asked, "Then I brought some meat products. Can the Taoist priest eat them? No, bring them into the Taoist temple like this." Isn’t that very respectful?”

After all, depending on Chi Chi’s intentions, he would not take the initiative to provide them with meals.

People who have always had such divergent thinking, the first place is Fu Minghui, the second place is Yun Ke, and the third place cannot be found at all in his team.

Fu Minghui nodded and looked at the full oil can and the plate of large white steamed buns next to it.

Luo Zhao shook his head.

As he spoke, he lowered his head to the little black cat still sitting on his feet, showing a suspicious look.

It seems to say: I sit on your feet, I chose you. Foolish mortal, kneel down to accept the call, take me away, and be my lifelong slave.

Her body was also numb, and she didn't even see Taoist Master Zhixin coming over.

"Didn't you say that many Taoist sects don't have taboos except on special days?" Fu Minghui asked again in surprise.

When he was doing morning and evening classes, he would lie down on the prayer mat, looking at the statue of his ancestor, and meowing twice from time to time, as if to say that he had finished his homework.

To be more severe, they would say: If you want to make a noise, get out!

He treated these cats and dogs kindly and jokingly called them junior brothers.

However, why is it that a Taoist priest with such a clean mind, who wants to roll his eyes at everything he sees, and who is absolutely hard to talk to, seems to pay more unnoticeable attention to Fu Minghui, and is... more tolerant?

"My physical strength is poor. Maybe I was too tired from climbing the mountain." She added sheepishly.

When Fu Minghui said that he might be too tired while climbing the mountain, shouldn't he call him a loser? Wouldn't it be in line with his character?

To be honest, Zhixin is not an approachable and gentle Taoist priest.

What's wrong with him, his inner thoughts are wandering like this, and he can still think about the small theater, which is not like him at all.

But next time, the mistake will be made.

In the past, when she still had a family, her family was vegetarian these days.

Luo Zhao was originally standing in the corridor, but when he thought of this, he walked straight over and proposed to cook the evening meal with Chixin.

Judging from his brief exchange with Chi Xin, although he only spoke a few words, based on his judgment of people over the years and his intuition developed by walking on the border, he believed that the matter of the senior's finger bones could be entrusted to Chi Xin. Heart.

In fact, Fu Minghui was not embarrassed when the old man ignored him. After all, the Taoist priest always seemed to ignore him, so she was mentally prepared.

According to his feelings about Zhixin, when Fu Minghui screamed, he would frown and say: Don't make any noise in the Taoist temple.

And this interaction between him and Fu Minghui was also noticed by Luo Zhao.

And because Chixin poured cat food into the rice bowl, the little black cat ran to cook and abandoned Fu Minghui.

He doesn't even have a lottery box for asking for lottery tickets.

He was chopping radishes, so the clicking sound stopped, and there was an inexplicable feeling of silence for several seconds.

"It's not taboo outside, but I can't sit in a Taoist temple and eat in front of the ancestor." Chixin either disliked Fu Minghui or rolled his eyes out of habit.

Until you are happy.

"You are an ordinary person, and the Patriarch will not be harsh on you. Besides, it's not strange for those who don't know." Chixin put down the kitchen knife and said, "But after all, it affects sincerity and is not easy to throw away. Waste is also a sin..."

"Lack of exercise!" Chi Zhi criticized unceremoniously.

"Don't wipe your eyes." Luo Zhao reminded her.

Thinking of this, Chixin squinted his eyes again and looked at the energy above Fu Minghui's head that ordinary people couldn't see with the naked eye...

This Taoist temple, this Taoist priest, does not flatter pilgrims, nor does he want to make money. He is a true practitioner. There is a kind of arrogance, but there is a kind of compassion hidden inside. And everything is an understatement in his eyes.

Zhixin didn't refuse, but Fu Minghui couldn't cook, so he could only help two men, Yisu and Yiyi.

Look at the little black cat again. It is completely black. Although it looks beautiful, the most eye-catching thing is that it is special. It has a pair of big golden eyes, which is very aura and a little willful.

"Does the Taoist like to eat spicy food? There are so many spicy food." Fu Minghui cleaned a few of them and felt his fingers were burning.

"Meat is not allowed in Taoist temples. To satisfy the craving, I can only add more oil and more chili peppers to make it taste better." Chixin actually answered her question which was not a question.

"What's wrong with you? Cramp?" Chixin asked.

Luo Zhao believed that even if there were, if someone got a bad lot and was unhappy, he would definitely throw that lot away and let someone draw another one.

For example, the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, such as Grandmaster’s Christmas or Enlightenment Day, double periods such as the period of large-scale dojos like the Nine Emperors Association, especially the Lei Zhai month from the first to the fifteenth of June...

The work of Zhixin's men suddenly stopped.

This one is the most spiritual junior brother in the Taoist temple.

He obviously saw her squatting here and playing with her cat, but why did she stand up and still complain of pain?

"Oh, yes, yes, a bit..." Fu Minghui said quickly, covering up the shock and panic caused by the sudden memories.

When the human being was talking, it would occasionally raise its little head and look at Fu Minghui.

He read it right, it was... very strange and familiar...

Fu Minghui was about to say: How about feeding it to the dogs and kittens outside?

But I saw Chi Yi patting his clothes and saying, "Let's do this. We'll take them all outside the temple in a while, and Pindao will work with you to eliminate those sins!"

So firmly said!

It is extremely righteous and awe-inspiring, and it also means that if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?

But don’t Taoist priests pay attention to: A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist?

Dang dang dang, there is also a cat thing appearing.