The Master of Metaphysics Returns at Full Level [Transmigration Book]

The fifth day of the fifth lunar month in 2032 is auspicious.

City B, Tianxing Street.

This is the intersection of prosperity and poverty, and it is also a place where people of different religions and nine streams mingle all year round.

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, hanging wormwood, racing dragon boats, eating rice dumplings, and commemorating Qu Yuan's day.The time of the world has changed, and the time has passed, and it has long been engraved in the hearts of Chinese people.On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, on both sides of the crowded streets, vendors have already hung wormwood at the door to drive away evil spirits and darkness.

At noon, as the flow of people gradually increased, there were many more street stalls on both sides of the street, including clothes stalls, shoes stalls, food stalls... and fortune-telling stalls.

On a scorching summer day, at the fortune-telling booth, I saw a handsome young man in a simple white T-shirt and slacks, sitting on a small bench holding a small fan, playing with an old-fashioned mobile phone.

Pedestrians passing by couldn't help but take a few more glances, and many people took pictures.

People with great looks are often the most eye-catching.

At this time, a young man with a haggard face and a hot pink wool roll on his head walked up to Wu Lian, pointed to the words he had pasted and asked.

"Fortune-telling? Then you do the math for me?"

Wu Lian, who was playing with the mobile phone, looked up, took a look, put away the mobile phone, and asked him, "50 yuan a person, what do you want?"

Before the young man could speak, someone pushed him from behind. If Wu Lian hadn't grabbed him in time, his forehead would have hit the electric pole.

"Boy, you are so brave. How dare you show up here." The man who pushed him was tall and burly, with a fierce look on his face. Behind him was a group of boys with colorfully dyed hair.

As soon as the snack seller next to him saw this scene, he pushed the snack cart and ran away, fearing that it would hurt himself.

These people look on coldly, just to protect themselves. Most people are selfish and indifferent, like anyone else.

The young man seemed to have gotten used to it a long time ago, he watched the group of people out of his sight indifferently, then turned his head and tilted his head.

"Zhang Xin?"

"Hmph, you can call me by my name!"

Hearing this very familiar voice, Wu Lian smiled back.

He is a person who died once, and in his previous life, he couldn't figure out why he was suppressed and bullied everywhere.

He didn't know until he was dying in a car accident.It turned out that this was a book. He was the son of a wealthy family who was lost more than ten years ago in the book. As the plot progressed, he should have recognized his biological parents and lived a good life.

However, after his good friend Zhao Ran was reborn, he tampered with Wu Lian's ending.

Zhao Ran was envious of Wu Lian's life, and even more jealous that he had just had a good pregnancy.So after he was reborn, he was Wu Lian's close friend on the surface, but secretly suppressed him everywhere.

Later, both adoptive parents died in a car accident, which was the last straw that crushed Wu Lian.He became devastated, almost on the verge of collapse, and suffered from severe autism.

Zhao Ran was still not satisfied with Wu Lian's current situation, so he added fuel to the fire and caused a car accident.

And Zhang Xin was the source of the car accident that Zhao Ran secretly bribed.

Zhang Xin instructed a younger brother whose mother was seriously ill and had no money to treat him, to knock Wu Lian into a vegetative state.Because Wu Lian had no relatives, the younger brother who knocked him into a vegetable had no money to pay, so he was sentenced to jail and let it go.

Zhao Ran shed a few drops of cat piss, and then he felt at ease in the name of Wu Lian.

The ridiculous thing is that the moment Wu Lian died, he knew that the mastermind behind everything was Zhao Ran.He didn't express any resentment, and died with hatred.

Maybe God looked at him with pity, and his soul traveled to the Cultivation Continent, and after tens of thousands of years of ascension, he opened and closed his eyes and came back again.

It's just that the day when he came back was not coincidental, and it happened that he had just passed away and was sent to the morgue.

When he opened his eyes and met the staff, he almost didn't get scared crazy.

Wu Lian's miraculous waking up can be called a medical miracle, and his words are strange and confusing, especially because there are too many anecdotes in the hospital.The hospital directly blocked the news that Wu Lian had died, and only declared that Wu Lian had suffered a temporary cardiac arrest.

He woke up from the hospital. Although Zhao Ran didn't show up, there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark. Those eyes didn't disappear until he left the hospital yesterday.

Zhao Ran didn't have time to kill him at that time, probably because Wu Lian woke up suddenly and broke his plan, and he was surrounded by hospital experts all day long, so he didn't succeed.

No, someone came to find fault today, and the person who came was an old acquaintance.

"Exactly, so I won't have to look for you."

"Hmph, boy, I was fooled by a car accident, how dare you talk to your new brother like that?"

Zhang Xin took a deep breath with a cigarette in his mouth, and kicked the cinnabar, copper coins, pens and inks from Wu Lian's stall everywhere, and then crushed the fortune-telling signs on the ground.

The movement was so loud that it attracted many people to watch the play.

But no one helped, because since it was scientifically proven that there are no ghosts in this world, most people who tell fortunes will be considered as magic tricks to defraud people of money, especially this kind of young people who don't work hard and want to get rid of it once and for all.

The onlookers naturally regarded Wu Lian as a lost horse for fortune-telling, and the creditor came to him, and gathered around to watch the show.

The young fans who stood aside were also hesitant to find another one.

At this moment, Wu Lian looked up at Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin's hairs stood on end at that look, but when he thought of the boy who used to hide from him when he saw him, how could he have such a man-loving look in his eyes, he thought he was delusional, so he didn't pay much attention.

Just when he didn't think so.

But Wu Lian suddenly said something strange, "Are you tired of carrying an old lady on your back?"

Zhang Xin shuddered, met the curious eyes of the younger brothers, and cursed angrily: "Nonsense, stop pretending to be a ghost and fool me here."

"You really don't know who this old lady is?"

"Damn it, little bastard, I smashed your stall today and told you to talk nonsense." Zhang Xin yelled at Wu Lian angrily, but a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and Wu Lian caught him.

How could Zhang Xin not know who the little bastard was talking about.

The younger brother was willing to hit Wu Lian with his car because his mother was seriously ill and had no money for medical treatment, but Zhang Xin gave him a big cake, 50 yuan could save his mother's illness, so the younger brother agreed to his request.

It just said that he went in and asked Zhang Xin to take good care of his mother.

Of course Zhang Xin agreed, but his mother's life was not good, and she knew that her son had been sentenced to prison for hitting someone, so she left without getting up.

This has nothing to do with him at all, it's her life to enjoy the 50 yuan, no wonder he's ignorant.

He was the only one present when the woman closed her eyes, but how did Wu Lian know about this?

No matter how Wu Lian knew about this, in short, no one should know about it!Killing intent flashed across Zhang Xin's eyes, and he kicked Wu Lian.

Wu Lian took a step back with all his might, and Zhang Xin made no use of it.Seeing Wu Lian lightly hook his forefoot and scream, Zhang Xin was caught off guard and did a difficult split.

The faintly shattering pain caused all the men present to subconsciously cover their lower bodies.

"Why are you standing there, beat him up!!!"

All the younger brothers were stunned for a long time, until Zhang Xin cursed loudly, they came to their senses and stepped forward.

Not only did Wu Lian easily put aside the fists and feet of his younger brothers, but he also counted quickly with his fingers, and said to the yellow hair in front of him in a leisurely manner.

"Your nose is rough, your birthday is deeply sunken, and your brows form vertical lines, typical hanging needle lines. You are destined to have a difficult career and a lifetime of hardships. Your father is lying in the hospital now."

Huang Mao stopped and laughed and said, "Fart, my dad is at home well."

The next moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

"My mother?" Huang Mao was taken aback, picked up the phone, and the next second he yelled: "What! My father had a stroke and was hospitalized!!"

The younger brothers paused as they prepared to pounce.

I don't know what the hospital said on the phone, Huang Mao's eyes were red, he grabbed Zhang Xin's hand supported by his younger brother, and knelt on the ground.

"Boss, my dad suffered a stroke and was hospitalized. The hospital said he would have to pay 20 yuan for the operation. Can you lend me some? I will pay you back as soon as I have money."

At this moment, the way everyone looked at Wu Lian changed again and again.

Living in the middle of the city, he should have the aura of a philistine, but when he opened his mouth to say that Huang Mao's father had died, it came true immediately, and the aura of a philistine immediately became a fairy.

Even the cinnabar red mole between his brows and the cold brown eyes, he looks like a soul boy sitting down by a god and Buddha.

Here, Huang Mao is still begging Zhang Xin to lend him money.

But is Zhang Xin willing to borrow it?

Of course he didn’t want to, he took out 200 yuan in cash from his pocket and gave it to Huang Mao, “I’m short of money recently, I really can’t afford it, you can use this money to take a taxi and go to the hospital to see how your dad is doing gone?"

The tearing pain between the legs made Zhang Xin unable to hold the money, and it fell on the ground in front of Huang Mao.

He has been with Zhang Xin for several years, not to mention taking 20, but taking 200 million, Zhang Xin can still get it out of his pocket.

But in the end, he just gave him 200 yuan?

Huang Mao stared at the safflower banknotes on the ground, and his heart sank.

Penniless, for the sake of his father who was lying on the hospital bed, he had to turn his back and kowtow to Wu Lian, who had just made a prophecy come true and came true.

"Master, it's my fault that I don't have eyes, and I don't know Mount Tai with eyes. Please save my dad. As long as you can save my dad, I will serve you for the rest of my life."

Wu Lian shook her head, "It's not that I don't want to, but that I'm powerless."

Although he had no worries about food, clothing and spiritual stones in the world of cultivating immortals, but now that he is back, he is still a person who can't even pay the rent.

So when I see the real magic stick talking nonsense, some people will send a lot of money.A peace talisman can fetch sky-high prices, and Taoist masters are regarded as guests of honor by those rich people.

Wu Lian, who came back from the world of cultivating immortals, felt that what is so good about being a rich young master?

Isn't it good to be a master of metaphysics and make tens of billions of money?

In the future, the interest alone will be enough to beat those wealthy families.

Cough cough, it's getting too far, so far Wu Lian is just a poor street jerk.

There was nothing he could do about this kind of thing.

If it wasn't for Huang Mao's appearance that he was still filial to his old father, hadn't done anything bad, and wasn't on his revenge blacklist, he wouldn't bother reminding him.

Huang Mao, whose head was smashed and bled, sat slumped on the ground, "What should I do, what should my dad do, where can I find 20 to save him..."

A group of gangsters who had a good relationship with Huang Mao felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, and they all took out money, without exception, with no more than 200 yuan in their pockets.

Not even a fraction is enough, let alone save lives.

Huang Mao's eyes were dull, and he jumped up suddenly, threw the former boss to the ground, and strangled him tightly, "Why don't you lend me money, I've been with you for three years, even if it's a stone It's time to get hot. Why don't you even lend me 20 yuan? Why! Even if I die today, I will pay you back!!"

No one thought that Huang Mao would suddenly go crazy, and the boys were so frightened that they hurriedly pulled him back, but Huang Mao seemed really determined to have a deadly fight with Zhang Xin, so he grabbed his neck and refused to let him go.

Zhang Xin is also a ruthless person, enduring the pain in his lower body, he knocked over his thin yellow hair, and the two of them hit their heads badly.

"Are you him, are you crazy!"

The disheartened Huang Mao was still bleeding from his forehead, ignoring Zhang Xin's words, and staggered towards the hospital.

Originally, Zhang Xin received a lot of money from Zhao Ran, and came to take Wu Lian to a certain alley to beat him up, so that he would be maimed even if he didn't die, but he didn't think that today this kid seemed to be a different person.Not only did he instigate against his little brother, but he was almost strangled to death by the crazy little brother.

Immediately, he was in no mood to find fault with Wu Lian, so he just asked his younger brothers to help him go back.

Unexpectedly, the obedient younger brothers in the past looked at him coldly today.

"Why don't you lend money to Li Cheng."

"Didn't I say that money is tight?"

"No, you have money, but don't lend it to him. A selfish boss like you is not worthy of my following, I quit!"

"Neither do I."

"We're all done."

Zhang Xin was so angry that his seven orifices smoked, "Get out, get out!"

The gangsters chased Huang Mao away, leaving only Zhang Xin in place, facing Wu Lian's eyes that seemed to be able to see through his heart.Can't help but flinch, ready to call a car and leave quickly.

But Wu Lian suddenly stepped forward and tapped him twice.

"what did you do to me!"