Afterwards, Meng Fan and I chatted for a while until eleven o'clock at night. This guy was so sleepy that I had to hang up the phone.
Lingxi seemed to be sleeping soundly for a long time. I was afraid of waking her up, so I quietly went to the bathroom to wash up, and then got into bed obediently.
This night, I did not sleep well. To be precise, I had constant nightmares.
One moment I dreamed of my grandpa standing in front of me covered in blood, and the other moment I dreamed of the evil spirit with the head of a human and the body of a pig, squeezing my neck and laughing wildly.
At six o'clock in the morning, I woke up from a nightmare, dripping with sweat, and my hands and feet were cold.
My sleep quality was originally very good, but after being haunted by evil spirits, I haven't had a solid night's sleep in the past few days.
This is somewhat similar to the mentally weak Meng Fan.
Unable to sleep, I simply got dressed and went downstairs to make breakfast.
Among the ingredients Lingxi purchased yesterday were a lot of quick-frozen dumplings, glutinous rice balls and the like, as well as pickles.
I originally wanted to order some glutinous rice balls to eat casually, but after thinking about it carefully, I wanted to eat them when Lingxi got up.
So I made a decent pot of porridge, fried two small pickles, steamed a dozen frozen meat dumplings, and added two fried eggs.
After everything was done, I went upstairs to brush my teeth and wash my face.
At ten minutes past seven, the sound of Lingxi washing up could be heard downstairs.
I went downstairs and called the chef, then went to the kitchen to bring breakfast to the tea table in the living room.
Lingxi was slightly absent-minded and asked in surprise: "Did you do it?"
"Yes." I smiled calmly and said, "This is how we eat at home. I don't know if you are used to it."
After Lingxi washed up and put on light makeup, she sat directly in front of the tea table and said expectantly: "It looks good."
"Try it?" I handed the chopsticks to Lingxi.
"Well, it's a bit hot." Lingxi sipped the porridge in small sips and exhaled the hot air. That look was so cute that it made my heart ripple, spreading in circles like a tide.
Beautiful women are meant to be pleasing to the eye, but Ku Lingxi's beauty is so impeccable.
"What are you looking at me for?" Lingxi asked with her beautiful eyes.
My face turned red and I hurriedly lowered my head to eat.
After breakfast, a full-time driver named Tieshan arrived in the commercial Mercedes-Benz.
"Send me to the Chen family headquarters." Lingxi opened the car door and said, "Suning is going to South Street."
"Huh?" I was shocked as I sat in the back parking space, with questions on my forehead: "Master, how did you know I was going to South Street?"
To be honest, I suspected that Lingxi was eavesdropping when I spoke to Meng Fan yesterday, otherwise how could she know where I was going today.
Lingxi glanced at me without any trace, and spat softly: "I don't have the habit of peeking into other people's privacy."
"Ha, that's not what I meant." After Lingxi pointed it out, I suddenly said in embarrassment: "Master has great magical powers, and I can't hide my disciple's actions from your eyes."
Lingxi twitched the corner of his mouth, raised a pleasant smile and said: "While eating breakfast, I saw that yellow energy was pouring out of your life palace, which means friends are meeting. You were sitting on the sofa, facing the west,
But point your left foot south."
"The left foot is for going out and the right foot is for returning, which means the direction you want to go today is in the south."
"Zhongzhou South, that's the area on South Street."
Lingxi fastened his seat belt and signaled to Tieshan that he could drive, and then continued: "You went to apply for a mobile phone card today, but your Caijin Palace shows that you have two fortunes passing away today. If my prediction is good,
When friends meet, you pay for the dinner."
"I'll go..." I was speechless for a long time, dumbfounded.
Tieshan glanced at me through the rearview mirror and smiled knowingly.
"Master, you..." I gave a thumbs up and said, "You are simply better than a god."
I'm telling the truth, I didn't mean to flatter you.
There is also a goddess in our village who helps people tell fortunes. She talks about her fortunes, chants sutras and worships Buddha.
But before asking questions, she had to ask people's birthdays, home addresses, etc. She used the special abilities given by the immortals they enshrined to help people tell their fortunes.
It's not like Lingxi, who can tell me exactly what my itinerary will be just by looking at my face.
This completely broke my understanding of the fortune telling industry.
"Fortune-telling based on facial features is just a small way, how can it be compared with the gods." Lingxi shook his head and said: "What's more, I am originally in this profession. If I don't even have this ability, how can I be worthy of being a three-dimensional spiritual master?
Character."
My curiosity was aroused by Lingxi, and I asked in a low voice: "Master, what is a heavenly spirit master? Shouldn't it be a fortune teller?"
Lingxi put his hand on his forehead and said softly: "A fortune teller is a fortune teller, and a heavenly spirit master is a heavenly spirit master. These are two concepts."
Seeing my confused look, Lingxi explained to me in detail: "The special skill of a fortune teller is to help people tell fortunes, and there is nothing else. A spiritual master combines fortune telling, feng shui, killing evil spirits, and changing fortunes."
special industry."
"There are four levels of spiritual masters. From low to high, they are Huang Spirit Master, Earth Spirit Master, Xuan Spirit Master, and Heaven Spirit Master."
"The higher the level, the higher the realm of the spiritual master."
"Take me as an example. I am a Celestial Spirit Master, and there are no more than ten Celestial Spirit Masters in the entire Great Xia."
"And there is no other person in Great Xia who has become a Heavenly Spirit Master at my age."
Speaking of this, a trace of pride appeared on Lingxi's flawless face: "Do you think Su Tongyuan spent one million to ask me to come and save you because I am so open-minded?"
"Hmph, I thought of sisterhood and gave her a friendship price. Otherwise, as a great Celestial Spirit Master, I wouldn't bother to pay less than three million."
I don’t quite understand the mysteries of the spiritual master profession, but I know that the best in any industry are the proud ones of heaven.
How big is Daxia? How many people are there in the spiritual master profession?
Lingxi can become one of the ten heavenly spiritual masters, especially at such a young age, which is enough to see how evil she is.
I was even a little lucky that I met Lingxi. Otherwise, let alone coming to Zhongzhou to accumulate merit, I might have died while in Taoshan Village.
But thinking about it on the other hand, the reason why Lingxi went to Taoshan Village to save me was mainly because of my sister whom I had been separated from for eleven years.
I hate my mother, and I also hate my sister.
I hate my mother for abandoning her husband and son and not caring about me.
I hate that my sister has completely forgotten my biological brother all these years.
Even when I was seven years old, I still remember this sister. She was three years older than me. Could it be that her memory is not as good as mine?
I can't figure it out, and I don't want to think about it.
Because the more I think about it, the stronger my hatred for them becomes.
Money is a good thing. She secretly gave money to my dad, which seemed to make up for the debt she had owed to the family over the years.
But there are some things money can't buy.
Such as family affection.
The car drove along and I didn't speak anymore.
Seeing that I was in a bad mood, Lingxi took the initiative and said, "I have known Su Tongyuan for many years, and she actually cares about you as a younger brother."
"At least, I haven't seen her cry for anyone except you."
I sneered and said: "There is a kind of crying and hypocritical pretense."
Lingxi sarcastically said: "Ten million to show off, Suning, do you think you are that valuable?"
