Welcome to the world of strange dreams

This is a confusing statement, but you will understand it if you think about it.

And after Luo Zhao said this, everyone became nervous, because it seemed that there were still a lot of trivial things to do. If the early preparations were not sufficient, there would be mistakes in the later stage, which would be quite serious consequences.

When confronting this traitor, you cannot make any mistakes!

Fu Minghui had some ideas in her mind, so while waiting for an opportunity, she contacted Chi Xin.

But she didn't use her own phone, she used her father's.

She never disconnected her parents' cell phones and paid a large sum of money in advance for the service fee, in case she forgot to disconnect or cancel the number.

Nowadays, when mobile phones have become a necessity in life, she always feels that by doing this, it is as if she has not lost contact with her parents.

It's silly, but it makes me feel at ease.

She was a little nervous at first, fearing that it was an unfamiliar number and Taoist Chixin would not answer the call.

Who would have thought that the phone only rang three times before an impatient voice came from the other end, "Fu Minghui, what's the matter this time?" From the sound of his voice, he seemed a little out of breath.

"How do you know it's me?" Fu Minghui was surprised.

"As a Taoist priest with such high cultivation level, do I still need caller ID? I already knew it was you. Stop talking nonsense and just say it if you have something to say." Chi Xin's tone was full of the tone of a master.

In fact, only Luo Something and this girl have his phone number. Considering that Luo Something wouldn't be so bored as to use a new number, it's not difficult to guess who is calling.

Sometimes fortune-telling is nothing more than reasoning.

"I... want to become your disciple... right now," Fu Minghui said, and then added, "This is the kind of split-second decision. If you don't come tomorrow, I might change my mind."

I want to become a disciple for three reasons.

First, yesterday Li Yu talked about why she was always called the descendant of Taoism. Since she had this talent, it would be shameful to waste it, and she would feel sorry for her father.

Second, after the last incident, Chi Xin had said that he would not get involved in these "official" affairs. So no matter how difficult it was, Luo Zhao never asked again. Li Yu would do it herself no matter how difficult it was. Although she didn't want to force Chi Xin, after all, it was normal for a cultivator not to want to be involved in karma. But if she was helping her apprentice, the situation would be different.

Third, she has some immature ideas, and she may need to use Taoist methods. But Taoism also pays attention to inheritance. Last time, Chi Xin taught Li Yu the method of removing the seal without self-interest, which was very broad-minded. She can't get too close to him. But after becoming a disciple, it is normal for Chi Xin to teach some secret methods to his biological apprentice, right?

In fact, there is another point. If she becomes a Taoist and adds some authentic Taoist skills to her supernatural powers, it should be much smoother for her to be promoted from a non-staff member of the 749th Bureau to a regular employee.

Metaphysician, is there anything you think is too much?

The premise is that she can survive this time!

The reason why she was so anxious to become a disciple was that it was impossible to formally become a disciple online, unless it was a scammer who charged a fee to become a disciple. When Zhixin showed up, they could communicate face to face. Although she used her father's phone to prevent eavesdropping, she was confident that no one would monitor it. It was safer to talk about many things face to face.

Unfortunately, she doesn't know what might happen recently and she can't leave the area.

Considering various conditions comprehensively, the only way is to deceive people by controlling their minds.

"I can live in seclusion in a noble family. What's the benefit of accepting disciples?" Chi Xin said after a moment of silence.

"You want more benefits?" Fu Minghui said deliberately, trying not to laugh.

"Nonsense, who would accept a disciple if there is no benefit?" Chi Xin said as a matter of course, "Don't think that just calling a disciple a master is enough. You have to burn incense and pray to the gods. It's like you have registered with the ancestor and have a household registration. Is it as simple as just teaching and answering questions in the future? Whatever trouble the disciple gets into, the master has to bear it for you. Do you think you are Sun Wukong and Bodhi Patriarch, and you can just not mention the master? The master has to help you with so much, how can you not give some benefits?"

"Sorry! Sorry!" Fu Minghui said hurriedly.

But she didn't feel the slightest bit of disgust in her heart, because she knew that Chi Xin always said the most mundane words and did the most worldly things, but in fact, no one's heart was higher than his.

Too many people talk about morality and justice, but their hearts are filled with thieves and prostitutes.

Taoist Priest Chixin is just the opposite. He has a very sharp tongue but a kind heart.

"How is the construction of your Taoist temple and the roads going up and down the mountain?" she asked hurriedly.

"If you don't want to call me, I'm moving bricks, moving them myself." Chi Xin snorted.

“I’ll donate money!”

"You haven't given me what you promised last time!" Chi Xin snorted again, "It's bad to defraud ordinary people of donations, but you dare to defraud the founder of the sect, are you looking for bad luck?"

"Two times together, including the last time, plus this time's apprenticeship... the benefits." Fu Minghui said quickly.

Chi Xin felt a little better. In fact, he knew that this girl was entangled in some difficult matter again and forgot about the donation.

Such an honest child, from such a kind of family, is rare these days.

"Then let's talk about the benefits first." Zhixin brought the topic back. "If it's big enough, I can go down the mountain immediately and guarantee to arrive tomorrow. It's just a car, a high-speed train, and a plane. It's worth the effort."

"I want to sell the house, either mine or my parents', I haven't decided yet." She said her thoughts directly, or reminded calmly, she remembered that there was a sad place.

She herself is inclined to sell her parents' house. She was reluctant to do so because it contains the memories of her childhood and youth. Every brick, every tile, and every place bears the shadow of her parents.

But the house was too big and too remote, and she couldn't handle the feng shui by herself.

Furthermore, she didn't want to be trapped in the past anymore, she wanted to look forward and move forward, as long as her parents were always in her heart. It was just a piece of land and a house, she didn't want to become another kind of earthbound spirit.

"If you accept me as your disciple, I'll leave the sale of the house to you. All proceeds from the sale of the house can be donated to the Taoist temple. How about that?" Fu Minghui tempted, "In this way, if my disciple gets into trouble in the future, it will be worth it for the master to help him deal with it, right?"

"Master, I think it's good. Wait." Chi Xin didn't even think about it and changed the address.

What a joke, that's a big city, the housing prices are so high. No matter whether it's the top floor apartment in the luxurious community where my apprentice lives now, or the big villa on the edge of the city, which one will be cheaper?

Rebuild the Taoist temple and pave a road for vehicles to go up and down the mountain, done!

With the road and him, how can the incense not be prosperous?

So one day later, Chi Xin, exhausted, moved directly to Fu Minghui's house...downstairs.

It’s the home of the old lady on the 17th floor.

The old man’s death was not discovered until a long time ago. No matter how hard they tried to suppress the news, the fact that the house was once haunted could not be concealed, so the house has not been sold for so long, let alone rented out.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a full moon, a reunion, sweetness and happiness.