3. Chapter 3 [002] Being hit on the head by the Clay Bodhisattva (2)
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"The Book of Changes", "Xiangshu", "Liu Ren Class", "Five Elements Phraseology", "Tuibei Diagram", "Yuan Tiangang's Song of Weighing Bones", "Book of Faxiang", "Physiography in Linen", "Bing Jian", "Liu Zhuang Xiangfa" and "On
"The Theory of Balance Bone Phase", "Tai Qing Shen Jian", "Tai Yi Zhao Ning", "Yue Bo Cave", "Yuguan Zhao Shen Bureau"...
Yang Zimei, who had been a magician in her previous life, was no stranger to the titles of these books. She knew that they were all books on physiognomy. However, these books were so profound to her that she had never thought of reading them.
Creak!
The door opened and an old Taoist priest and an anxious grandma walked in.
Grandma opened her eyes when she saw her, and hurriedly came over and took her hand, "Niuniu, does your head still hurt?"
Yang Zimei reached out and touched his forehead.
There was a piece of white cloth wrapped around the forehead, and there was still a dull pain. I remembered that before I fainted, I was hit on the forehead by the jade purification bottle on the Clay Bodhisattva.
I am really unlucky. Even if I kowtow to the Bodhisattva properly, something will go wrong. Even if I am reborn, my life will still be full of troubles!
"Grandma, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry."
She smiled lightly at her grandma and said casually, "Maybe the Bodhisattva blamed me for not being pious enough, so he hit me on the head."
When she said this, grandma was shocked. She hurriedly clasped her palms together, closed her eyes and prayed fiercely, "Good luck and good luck. Please forgive Niuniu for her childish words. She was unintentional. If you want to blame, just blame me.
, I am willing to take the place of all her sins."
Hearing grandma's prayer, Yang Zimei's heart surged with a warm current of emotion.
This is her grandma, the grandma she loves, how can she bear to have her leave her after a year?
No!
Absolutely not!
She cast her gaze at the old Taoist priest beside her.
The old Taoist priest looked at her thoughtfully with his glass-like eyes, unable to hide his surprise. This was obviously a five-year-old girl, but her eyes were mature and sad. Just now he asked her birth date, thinking
He tried to infer her numerology, but found that everything was very messy and it was impossible to deduce anything at all. It seemed that her future and destiny were like chaos waiting to be developed. He couldn't see clearly or grasp it. This was a fate he had never seen before.
grid.
Also, he had just inspected the clay body of the Bodhisattva yesterday, and there was no damage at all. Why did it hit her on the head? Moreover, the jade purification bottle miraculously disappeared, and the clay Bodhisattva was no longer in his hand.
There were not even any fragments on the ground, it seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
In his 113 years of life, he has never seen such an incredible phenomenon that is difficult to explain.
This girl, what's going on?
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"This old lady, I want to discuss something with you."
Grandma is a devout believer, so in her mind, the old Taoist priest has the same status as the old god. When she hears something to say, she hurriedly replies, "Old god, please tell me something."
"Your granddaughter is very talented, and the poor Taoist likes her very much. He wants to accept her as his disciple and pass on my Taoist tradition. I wonder if the old lady agrees?" The old Taoist priest looked at his grandma sincerely and said.
The old Taoist priest wants to accept him as his disciple?
Yang Zimei was very shocked and blurted out, "I don't want to be a Taoist nun!"
"Wuliang, that Heavenly Lord, has a Tao in his heart. There is no need to worry about identity. Pindao has been looking for a suitable successor. I hope you can accept it." The old Taoist priest looked at Yang Zimei and said.