I had to make the protagonist love me [Quick Transmigration]

Chi Xiaotian has no opinion.

The Marriage Temple is halfway up the mountain, and the road is not too easy to walk, but it is not too difficult.The snow in the mountains has not completely melted, the sun is ticking and the water is flowing down, maybe because of the sun, a few little squirrels with white tails ran out from the branches, they hugged the branches and squatted on the branches He looked at the two people and followed them all the way.

The squirrels still followed after arriving at the temple, Wu Zhao asked Chi Xiaotian: "What are they following us for?"

Chi Xiaotian didn't know either.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen anyone for a long time, it's a little rare, but he didn't say that, he pulled Wu Zhao to look at the squirrels, and said softly, "They like you."

I like our Xiaozhao.

Wu Zhao couldn't help laughing, he took out a handful of melon seeds and put them on the ground, and took two steps back.

The squirrel didn't come over immediately. It squatted on the branch of the tree to watch for a while before running down, wagging its big tail, picked up the melon seeds and ran away.

Wu Zhao continued to follow Chi Xiaotian up the mountain, this time the squirrel did not follow.

There are tall trees planted in front of the temple, which seem to have a history of hundreds of years. There are signs hanging on them, and red silk is tied under the signs. Some red silks are bright in color, and some red silks have faded due to weathering.

The man guarding the stall was an old man with white eyebrows and hair: "Do you want to throw a sign up? It costs 50 yuan a piece." They provide very traditional pens and inks.

of course yes.

Wu Zhao handed over 100 yuan: "I want two brands."

He actually doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, even after rebirth, he just wants to get along with his Uncle Chi very simply.

The ink was frozen, so the old man rubbed the ink again, fearing that the two young people would not be able to write calligraphy: "Can you do it yourself? I can write it for you."

Wu Zhao said no.

He can write calligraphy with a brush, the strokes are sharp and angular, and the old man stretched his neck to read, just six words: Chi Xiaotian is mine.

Chi Xiaotian saw it, and he was used to Wu Zhao's possessiveness.

Wu Zhao threw the brand on the branch of the tree, and he succeeded in one attempt. The Marriage Tree once again carried longing and joy. When the wind blows, the flying red silk is the only bright color in the winter snow and mountain scenery, bright red and bright.

Chi Xiaotian also wrote it himself. He is not as good-looking as Wu Zhao's. Maybe it is because the smell of incense and the statue of solemn divinity will make people yearn for it. He is very sincere: Xiao Zhao is getting better.

Wu Zhao looked at Chi Xiaotian: "What if I don't get better?"

Chi Xiaotian was very calm: "That's okay."

I hope you get better, but it's okay if you don't.

The temple is not big, and the small gods and treasures enshrined on it are solemn.There are few people in this meeting, and the old man is quite free. No one came for a few days, and he also wanted to talk to someone: "I usually don't make a deal easily, do you want me to count the lottery for you?"

He handed Chi Xiaotian a bamboo tube, "Shake it vigorously, and one will come out."

Chi Xiaotian has never played before, he was quite interested, he bragged to the system: "I must be the top lottery."

When it came out, the palm-length bamboo stick was written with a bright red ink pen, which was very fierce.Chi Xiaotian had a heart attack, and he subconsciously looked at the statue sitting on the lotus platform, surrounded by incense, she smiled at the corners of her lips, seemingly compassionate and merciless.

The old man groaned, he hadn’t seen such a fierce sign for several years, he quickly picked it up: “It’s fake, fake, young people don’t take it to heart, it’s been many years since the founding of the People’s Republic of China, now it’s socialism, feudal superstition intolerable."

Chi Xiaotian almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Is this what the old man said?Aren't you Miaozhu here?It's okay to say that you are a feudal superstition and ruin your job.

Wu Zhao didn't believe this, but his expression was still not pretty.It's okay for him to shake it himself, the key is that Chi Xiaotian shook it, he stepped forward: "I will try too."

Five times in a row, every time is good luck.

The old man really opened his eyes: "When you encounter a storm, you are a dragon. You are going to be prosperous and lucky."

Wu Zhao frowned, and he gave the bamboo tube to Chi Xiaotian: "You try again."

Chi Xiaotian didn't try again, he rubbed the unhappy Wu Zhao's head: "Just for fun, don't take it to heart."

The old man replied: "Yes. The left eye jumps for wealth and the right eye jumps for disaster. The left eye jumps means I want to get rich, and the right eye jumps means that feudal superstitions are not believed. Young people, you must learn to adapt."

Wu Zhao exchanged Chi Xiaotian's lottery with his own: "There is no big murder, and there will be no big murder. If there is, I will block for Uncle Chi."

Chi Xiaotian felt that Wu Zhao believed it.

He saw that the old man still had a peace talisman here: "How did you sell that?"

There is only one lucky lottery, so the probability is very small.The old man is also very embarrassed to be so unlucky here: "It's not worth much, if you like it, I will give you two."

Chi Xiaotian only wanted one, and he put it on for Wuzhao: "Xiaozhao changed the lottery with me, Xiaozhao has to protect himself."

Then Wu Zhao laughed.

He raised his face and rubbed Chi Xiaotian's cheek affectionately: "Okay."

The old man just made something wrong, but he didn't say it, he still laughed: "My amulet is waterproof, so you don't need to take it off when you take a shower. Believe it or not, it won't break even if it's soaked in water for two or three years." .”

So awesome?

Chi Xiaotian looked at the old man: "How did you do it?"

The old man didn't say anything, he had the look of Miao Zhu: "Secret."

The mountains are clean, and there are almost no people when it snows.The old man may be pleasing to Chi Xiaotian and Wu Zhao, and invite them to have a meal together.

The eight-treasure glutinous rice he steamed is sweet and glutinous.

Before Chi Xiaotian and Wu Zhao left, they pressed 200 yuan under the merit box, which was not for God, but for this old man.

It wasn't too late for them to go down the mountain, but it got dark quickly, and the two of them walked for a long time before they realized that there was a small thing trailing behind them, which was the squirrel that Wu Zhao had fed.

The little squirrel followed them all the way to the foot of the mountain, and only went back wagging its tail when they saw that the two were picked up by a car.

Zhang Yi entrusted a friend and sent a car.

The matter over there was a little urgent, and they left the mountain overnight.

After driving for two days and one night, from north to south, the weather gradually became warmer.

The few people went to the place without rushing back, and went to change their outfits first. Chi Xiaotian's clothes were made by Wu Zhao himself. In Chi Xiaotian's own words, he is very handsome.Wu house.

After the death of Mr. Wu, a lot of collateral relatives moved in. The civet cat squeezed out the real prince. A banquet was held every five days.

The car Wu Zhao and the others were driving was splashed with mud, and they rushed into the garden on a rampage. The front of the car knocked down the champagne tower, and the banquet with the melodious sound of the violin rang out screams one after another.

"My skirt!" The girl held up the wine-stained mermaid skirt, her nightingale-like voice was sharp and shrill because of resentment and dislike, "Who, who is so brave to drive in a car, you know it's Where? Do you still want to die, this is Wu... Wuzhao."

Wu Zhao got out of the car, he took off his coat and put it in his arms, and greeted Wu Yaoyao with a smile: "Sister Yaoyao." Wu Yaoyao was one of his childhood playmates, and he often Because it pleases him with one bite.

Now that she has transformed into a young lady, he is a little emotional, "Sister Yaoyao has changed a lot, time flies so fast."

Wu Yaoyao doesn't have much blood relationship with Wu Zhao, she went to relatives to find Wu's family in order to survive.She can't forget the days when she was a dog in front of Wu Zhao, even if she has already put on an expensive dress.

She forced a smile: "Xiao Zhao, you went to play in the mountains, why are you back?"

There are people who know Wuzhao here, and some who don’t, but it doesn’t matter whether they recognize it or not, the host is back, and the guests have to leave whether they like it or not.

Chi Xiaotian has been to Wuzhai before. He still remembers the scene when he came here more than ten years ago. At that time, a banquet was also held. The lights were gorgeous, and the low-key luxury buildings were very high-end. Vanity Fair.He was indeed chasing this later, but he failed in chasing.

Not only did he fail, he also paid a very painful price.

Chi Xiaotian had given up chasing fame and power, he didn't even think about getting out of the car, if Wu Zhao could handle this, let Wu Zhao handle it himself, through the window, he looked at the young and handsome young man, the new generation of this land Master, a faint sense of pride rose in his heart.

Xiaozhao is excellent.

Zhang, Zhang, Two, and Zhang San have already got off the bus. They are not low-status, and they often visit celebrities. Especially in recent months, the three brothers' precise vision and ruthless methods have made a large number of people want to recruit them.

The three of them never let go, and until today, they stood respectfully behind the new Patriarch of the Wu family. Even though they were young, people could still feel Wu Zhao's strong field control ability and oppressive force.

The Wu family will not fall down after the death of the old man, it will rise to a higher level because of this young man.

The young man was wearing an off-white sweater: "Because I miss sister Yaoyao so much, I came back early."

Wu Zhao was willing to say that, and it was still giving her face.

Wu Yaoyao's complexion became better, she no longer cared about the skirt that was splashed with red wine, and showed a light smile. If the Wu family is very handsome, her smile is also very eye-catching: "Really? Xiaozhao ..."

"I lied to you."

Wu Zhao's eyelashes are fine and thick, and the tails of his eyes are long. He looks good when he smiles. When he's not smiling, he's a bit pervasive, and he doesn't have the vitality of a living person at all. "Sister Yaoyao hasn't improved at all after so many years. How stupid."

Wu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that Wu Zhao would embarrass her in a grand manner. Although they had disputes, didn't they all do it in private?Wu Zhao wants to tear himself apart with them?

She wanted to get angry, but she still remembered to maintain her demeanor, but her voice raised a little uncontrollably: "Wu Zhao!"

Wu Zhao didn't want to talk to Wu Yaoyao anymore, he forgot about her after breaking her leg in his previous life, he didn't know whether she was dead or alive, although he once really regarded her as his sister.

In fact, he is very good to all relatives, but no one is willing to let him go.They will be really happy when he is dead, and they will be happier seeing him depraved and embarrassed.

Wu Zhao no longer thinks about things that he never figured out in his previous life until his death.

He has someone who treats him well: "Uncle Chi."

Wu Zhao opened the car door for Chi Xiaotian, the young man had a gentle voice, leaned over and helped him out: "I'm home." Although the house was a bit messy, "This is where I grew up."

He went over, in a voice that only two people could hear, "It's also where my father grew up."