Lingxi did not express her position, and there was even a little bit of shame and anger on her face.
Perhaps it was Lu Zhixia's incident that aroused the sadness in her heart that she didn't want to mention. She looked at the middle-aged uncle coldly and said decisively: "Since you know about Lu Zhixia's incident, you must know that I have regretted it for five years. .”
"Furthermore, the backlash from heaven in Ding Hao's life is not as easy as you think, and it cannot be solved by exchanging lives for lives."
"I accepted him as my disciple and changed his life. In the end, I got karma. What can I gain?"
"Is it that he, Ding Hao, is gifted and capable of excelling others? Or is it that he can shoulder the burden of the Kunlun spiritual master lineage?"
Lingxi said coldly: "I can't get anything, and I made wedding clothes for your father and son in vain. Uncle Ding, Ding Changyou, why do you tell me?"
Without waiting for the middle-aged uncle named Ding Changyou to retort, Lingxi continued: "As a fortune teller, you have broken the rules of the sect. After all, how did these backlashes from heaven come about? It's just because you are greedy. As long as you have money, If I give it to you, you can break the precept at will."
"Is it too late to remember the sins of the past?"
The middle-aged uncle was so reprimanded and scolded by Lingxi that he could not hold his head up. He was so ashamed that he said: "Girl Ling, you can ask for any conditions. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."
"What can you do?" Lingxi mocked: "Except for giving me money, you have nothing."
"But I'm not short of money."
The middle-aged uncle said bravely: "I can help you find bodhicitta and seedless sunflowers."
"No need." Lingxi flatly refused: "I have already sent people to check these two things. I believe there will be a response soon."
The middle-aged uncle nodded with difficulty, looked at Ding Hao who was kneeling on the ground and said Qi Qi: "Let's go, Ling girl doesn't want to save you."
Ding Hao persisted: "I want to ask Master Lingxi a question."
As he said that, he stood up and walked up to me, his eyes flickering as he said, "His name is Suning. He is from Taoshan Village, Jiangxia City. He was haunted by evil spirits because his grandfather killed a spirit official pig by mistake."
"His fate is the same as mine. He suffered the consequences of his family members' death."
"Master Lingxi can save him and help him change his life against the will of heaven, why can't he save me?"
Ding Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Is this the fate you are talking about?"
Lingxi didn't mean to explain at all, he stretched out his hand and said: "You can go."
Ding Hao turned his head and said with a ferocious expression: "How much money he gave you, my Ding family can give you ten times or a hundred times."
"Have you said enough?" Lingxi stood up from the sofa and said with a face as cold as ice: "Who I am willing to save and who I choose to save are my decisions. Is it your turn to question me?"
"For your father's sake, I won't argue with you about what happened today. The next time, it will be like this cup."
"boom."
Before Ling Xi finished speaking, the cup that originally belonged to her exploded on the coffee table, scattering debris everywhere.
I didn't even see how Lingxi took action, it just shattered in such an inexplicable and strange way.
Seeing this strange and extraordinary method, I was frightened and shocked.
Ding Hao's eyes were filled with thoughts, and his lips and teeth were trembling.
The middle-aged uncle said with a pale face: "Ding Hao is ignorant and impulsive. Girl Ling, please don't take it to heart."
"If I take it to heart, will he still have the life to stand here?" Lingxi said angrily: "Because of the past relationship between you and my uncle, I will give you a clear path. The reason why I don't want to save Ding Hao is because of him. The cause and effect is too heavy."
"If you are really willing to spend all your money, you can take him to the Taoist Gate."
"That drunkard from the Taoist sect has his own way to help him survive the calamity of death at the age of thirty."
The middle-aged uncle said in surprise: "Drunkard? Are you talking about Taoist leader Tai Xuzi?"
Lingxi replied lightly: "Who else can there be besides him?"
The middle-aged uncle hesitated and said: "But I heard that Tai Xuzi hides himself from the world and outsiders can't see him at all. With my current status, let alone begging him to take action, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to speak."
Lingxi pointed out: "Tai Xuzi has a precious apprentice named Mo Zheng, who will come to Zhongzhou soon."
The middle-aged uncle understood immediately and said instantly: "You want me to start with Mo Zheng and lure Taixuzi to save Ding Hao from disaster?"
Lingxi said calmly: "You said this, I didn't say it."
The middle-aged uncle laughed and said, "Thank you, girl Ling. I will definitely remember your kindness today."
As he spoke, he did not forget to wink at Ding Hao.
Ding Hao stood stupidly in the corner. At this moment, he saw that Lingxi was suddenly generous and did not care about his previous offense. He also pointed out a clear path for him. He said with a guilty look on his face: "Thank you, Master Lingxi."
Afterwards, the middle-aged uncle took Ding Hao away with many thanks.
I looked at their leaving figures and wondered: "Master, didn't you say that Ding Hao's fate was too heavy in karma? Can an expert from the Taoist sect resolve his karma?"
Lingxi asked me to pack up the gifts brought by the Ding family and his son, and shook his head: "No."
I struggled: "Since we can't, will the Taoist master save Ding Hao? I remember you said that it is difficult to bear the cause and effect of others."
Jingyue also walked out of Lingxi's room at this time. Listening to my question, she said with slight appreciation: "That's true. It's a pity that the old drunkard from the Taoist clan can't be saved. Even if he shares the cause and effect for Ding Hao, he will take action.
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I admired him deeply and said, "Taoists are compassionate and truly sacrifice themselves for others to save all sentient beings."
Jingyue couldn't stop laughing when she heard this, and the flower branches trembled with laughter as she leaned forward and backward.
She is beautiful and has the charming temperament of a mature woman.
This will pay no attention to image.
"Giggle, little girl, your disciple is too cute." Jingyue stretched out her hand and hit me on the head, teasing: "There is no saint in the world who can save all sentient beings. In the final analysis, it is all for his own benefit."
"The old drunkard from the Taoist sect is dedicated to being a disciple and working for the future of the Taoist sect. The Ding family father and son have something he wants, so naturally he has to pay a price to exchange it."
I said in confusion: "Master just said that the Ding family and his son only have money in their hands. The Taoist family is very wealthy, but they still lack the Ding family's money?"
Jingyue twisted my hair into two little knots, smiled from ear to ear and said, "Look, little girl Ling, does Suning with pigtails mean that a man is destined to be a woman?"
Lingxi raised his head and said lightly: "It's so ugly."
"Who said it? It's so delicate and cute." Jingyue also planned to tie it up with a rubber band for me. I raised my hands in surrender and said, "Uncle Master, please spare me."
Jingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "My name is Aunt Jingyue."
I glanced at Lingxi and saw that she didn't stop her, so I quickly begged for mercy: "Aunt Jingyue, I'll make you some tea."
"Sensible." Jingyue said with satisfaction: "Hey, where did you just say?"
While making tea, I replied: "Daomen is so rich, how could he save Ding Hao because of money?"
Jingyue seemed to have not slept well last night, yawning and saying: "In addition to money, the Ding family has another treasure."
"Gathering stones."
"This stone was brought down from Yun Zong by Ding Changyou. It can help people gather destiny and luck."
"Although the effect is not big, it still has some effect."
"The old drunkard from the Taoist sect ordered his disciple Mo Zheng to go down the mountain just to fight for the destiny that comes once in a hundred years."
"Mosquito meat is also meat, understand?" Jingyue said.
I don't know much about destiny, but something that can be regarded as a treasure by a Taoist master must be extraordinary.
Thinking of this, I said with enthusiasm: "Since the Ding family has a treasure, why doesn't the master look down on it?"
Jingyue turned on the TV and changed the channel at random, replaying last night's Spring Festival Gala, watching it with gusto: "Your master monopolizes two fortunes, so little..."
Before Jingyue finished speaking, Lingxi suddenly said: "Uncle Master, why are you telling Suning this? He doesn't understand."
Jingyue's right hand holding the remote control shook vaguely, showing a look of fear.
Then he pinched my face and said, "You brat, you dare to lie to my aunt. Do you believe that you are not allowed to eat at noon as a punishment?"
I felt aggrieved and said, "How can I trick you? It's obviously what you want to say."
Jingyue threatened me with a fierce expression: "How dare you talk back?"
I shut up and ran to the kitchen to cook.
Lunch was the leftover dishes from last night’s New Year’s Eve dinner. I fried two more vegetarian dishes and served them to the table.
Lingxi and Jingyue have small appetites and are full after half a bowl.
I really didn't want to waste the food I had worked so hard to prepare, so I forced myself to eat two big bowls.
After the meal, I cut another plate of fruit and made fragrant tea for them again.
Jingyue was extremely satisfied with my attentive "service" and praised her without hesitation: "He can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. He is indeed the man chosen by Lingxi."
I was eating an orange at the time and almost choked to death when I heard this.
What is the man chosen by Lingxi?
Why is this so weird?
What's even more strange is that Lingxi didn't refute such ambiguity.
I ate the orange honestly and glanced at Lingxi carefully, which made Jingyue snicker.
"Can you be a little promising? Why are you so afraid of your master?" Jingyue stretched out her leg and kicked me.
Because she was lying on the sofa, and I was sitting on the small stool opposite her eating fruit.
"Hey, why is your face so red?" Jingyue saw that my face was as red as drunk, so she hurriedly stood up and said, "Do you have a cold?"
I hesitated and said, "Hot."
Jingyue exclaimed: "Don't you have a fever?"
As she said that, she reached out and touched my forehead, then touched her own forehead, and smacked her lips and said, "It seems that I am the one who made it hotter."
Lingxi looked at me with concern and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? If not, go to the hospital."
I couldn't explain my current situation to them, and I didn't have the guts to explain it. In my haste, I wisely said: "I have worn too many clothes, and this new coat I bought is very warm."
