My Celestial Master is getting a divorce

Laughing twice, Feng Fei threw the brochure on the dining table and walked out.At this time, the voice of the old housekeeper came: "The first rule of the Tang family's female commandment is that the young lady of the Tang family should not go out for more than eight hours. If there are special circumstances, you must inform the head of the family in advance and ask for the consent of the owner; the second rule of the Tang family's female ring is that Mrs. Tang's young lady is not allowed to go home after nine o'clock in the evening, if so..."

Feng Fei, who had already reached the door of the restaurant, turned his head and shouted angrily: "My man."

Seeing the old housekeeper stop, Feng Fei felt refreshed, humming a little song and leaving the Tang residence, he decided to set up a stall to relax.

"Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, looking up at God's will, looking down at ghosts and gods, counting three lives forward, three lives backward, no money, no nine-nine-eight, no 98, only 88. If you can't buy 88, you will lose money and you can't buy it. Be deceived, pass down the three kings from the ancestors, and learn from the five emperors..."

The flags with the words "magic tricks and clever calculations" were flying in the cold wind, and Feng Fei was sitting on a low stool feeling bored.

"Philippe, why are you here?"

The sound of astonishment awakened the drowsy Feng Fei, blinking, but still unable to recover, Mao Xiaodao rushed to him and grabbed Feng Fei's arm and shook it vigorously: "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?" ? Do you know that I am about to be scolded to death by my master?"

Feng Fei yawned: "Master?"

"Eh!" Mao Xiaodao was at a loss for words for a while, and it took him a while to get his head back. He stammered and said, "It's the master who taught me how to sell underpants. I often mention you in front of his old man. After you left the Lama Temple yesterday, I told the master I said it, and then I was scolded by him, saying that my friend disappeared, I don’t know why.”

"Hehe!" Feng Fei laughed dryly, "Selling underpants also needs to be taught?"

Mao Xiaodao's eyes flickered, and he poked his neck and said, "Damn, of course, you haven't said why you are here?"

Unfathomable Feng Fei shook his head and sighed: "The stars have changed, it's time for me, Feng Fei, to leave the mountain."

Mao Xiaodao's eyes suddenly brightened, did the stars change?Why doesn't the master know about such an important matter?No, he has to go back and tell the master: "Well, I suddenly thought that I have something very important to do, so I'll go back first. Keep in touch, and remember not to turn off your phone."

After the words fell, Mao Xiaodao ran away in a hurry.

Feng Fei's stalls were not closed until evening, and he slowly went up the mountain with the banner of "magic machine and magic calculation".Before entering the door, Feng Fei felt the tense atmosphere in the house.

Tang Xu fell ill, and the 12-member treatment team rushed in and out; Feng Fei, who stepped into the house, met the accusing eyes of everyone in the Tang house.

Touching his nose, Feng Fei tried his best to suppress the white eyes that wanted to roll up in order not to irritate the people present.He muttered in his heart: I didn't cause Tang Xu to get sick.

Feng Fei was actually very hungry, but to show how much he valued Tang Xu, he still strolled in the hall with his hands behind his back, looking upstairs from time to time.

After nine o'clock in the evening, Tang Xu's condition stabilized. Twelve doctors huddled in the side hall to communicate. Feng Fei was 'escarted' by the old housekeeper into the master bedroom on the second floor to visit Tang Xu.

His face was blue, his lips were pale, and the sky was covered with black air, and he looked like a dying person; but it was strange that this person could live for several years, which must be said to be his weirdness.

Feng Fei frowned, bit his finger, and said, "Grandpa Chen, do you have his horoscope?"

"Yes, yes." The old housekeeper's eyes lit up. By the way, why did he forget that the young lady is a celestial master? He often heard people say that a celestial master can change fate against the sky. I don't know if the young lady can change the young master. luck.

The old housekeeper ran out in a hurry, and came back after a while, holding a piece of red paper in his hand.After sending out the doctors and servants, they were carefully handed over to Feng Fei.

In Huaguo, the horoscope is the numerology of a person's life, that is, luck. The prosperity and decline of a person's life are all related to it. Qi luck can be taken away by some crooked spells, and it can even cause death in serious cases. .

When Tang Xu was young, the old housekeeper already knew his horoscope, and after he accidentally heard that the Tang family had a curse, he kept his horoscope even tighter.Apart from the old housekeeper, Shen Ling is the only one who knows Tang Xu's character.

Feng Fei saw the horoscope on the paper and his brows were about to knit together. When he was young, he gave Tang Xu orders, all he saw was his face, and he also saw that he was born prematurely. Born at the most cloudy hour: Zishi.

Feng Fei withdrew his thoughts, looked at the horoscope carefully, counted with his fingers, and the corners of his mouth twitched.This horoscope is the fate of gathering yin, and it is born at the time of the child. Once the opportunity arises, yin is king, and yang avoids its edge, showing that yin is the master and serves its life; no wonder I saw him so yin yesterday, so it is so .

If this life is placed on Yinhun, it can command hundreds of ghosts. Once they practice Taoism, it is impossible to enter the Ten Yama Hall.But this fate appears on people, before the "power" is formed, it is the blessing of ancestors' Yin virtue that they have not been torn up and swallowed by a hundred ghosts.But looking at the horoscope, if his ancestors hadn't killed too much, he would not have been born at this time. What did the ancestors of the Tang family do to be so disgusted by heaven?

It's no wonder that his spiritual power was absorbed by Tang Xu, and it's also no wonder that he is always afraid of him; Yan Luo's life is beyond the touch of his little celestial master.But having said that, with such a life, but without such a blessing, Tang Xu will only die a worse death, and his soul will be scattered.

In the world, there will be no such person, and even the wheel will not belong to him.

Feng Fei was a little unhappy, he was originally well, alive, happy and comfortable, but was dragged into marriage by this man and fell into a land of no return.

At the same time, Feng Fei was a little depressed, so what?In his opinion, Tang Xu himself has never done anything outrageous, and he still does charity!But this person began to suffer before he was born, and then his parents died again within a few years of good times when they got together.

At a young age, he shouldered the burden of the family business, and was exposed/killed and assassinated from time to time.Illness, neurasthenia, and haven't had a good night's sleep for more than ten years. No matter how rich and prosperous this person is, he can only eat plain vegetables, tofu, and steamed meat in turn because of his severe genetic disease asthma. His share.

Yep, after suffering, I'll be out of my wits, clean and tidy.

'Snapped! Feng Fei slapped Tang Xu's horoscope on the table, gave Tang Xu a complicated look, and went downstairs to eat; he was hungry, and became even hungrier after getting angry.

Tang Xu went downstairs under the worried gaze of the old housekeeper, and stopped after eating five bowls of rice; yawning, he passed the master bedroom on the second floor, and returned to his room under the disapproving gazes of all the servants in the Tang residence asleep.

Being 'arrested' back to the Tang residence yesterday, Feng Fei still wondered if Tang Xu would want to sleep with him, but obviously he was overthinking it, but it was just what he wanted.

As night fell, under the dim light, the sleeping Feng Fei frowned, muttering something restlessly, obviously falling into a nightmare...

The red plum blossoms are in full bloom, the sky is full of wind and snow, and Yinchuan is as white as brocade. The young man in a Taoist robe is lying on the snow, sobbing softly. Now, tens of thousands of years have passed, and he still can't forget the scene where his master took his brothers to fly up and left him on the earth. The master doesn't want him anymore...

The temperature of the body was losing, the cold wind was blowing, and the cheeks were sore. The boy half closed his eyes, and he saw a thin man in a white straight-fronted robe approaching from a distance.He squatted down with a slight smile, took off the white fox fur cloak, and gently covered the boy's body. His slender fingers stroked the chapped and bright red lips of the boy. He opened and closed his mouth to say something, but the boy didn't say anything. Listen clearly, he stared blankly at this man, as if seeing a sky full of stars...