The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine chapters want to apprentice
"Brother Shao..."
"Jun'er, listen to me!" Huang Shao interrupted him and whispered in his ear, "Although I don't know the origin of this monk, and I don't know whether his words are true or false. But his magic is true. If he can
We will never have to worry about food again. Since he said you have wisdom, seize the opportunity."
"But Brother Shao, if you ask me to learn magic from a master, but you have to be a handyman, this is a bit..."
"Silly!" Huang Shao whispered, "As long as you learn the magic, it doesn't matter if I have to suffer a little. Besides, what can a monk do, and what can a handyman do? I tell you, when you also become
Taoist monks, after we have magic, we brothers no longer have to rack our brains for food every day, and we no longer have to go hungry! I heard that monks from various factions are very important in the court. Maybe you can become a successful person, and I will follow suit.
Isn’t it a little light?”
"But......"
"Don't be embarrassed!" Huang Shao said, "What we have to consider now is how to persuade the monks to accept you as their apprentice and teach you spells!"
"Brother Shao, you heard it just now." Diao Jun showed a worried expression, "This monk is wandering around. If we really want to become his disciple, should we also leave Qimu Town?"
"What's the point?" Huang Shao said, "As long as you can have enough to eat, where can you go to make a difference?"
"That's true..."
"In any case, listen to me," Huang Shao said decisively, "Hurry up and become a disciple!"
"What if the monk doesn't accept me..."
"See you later!"
"oh......"
After whispering, at Huang Shao's instigation, Diao Jun came to kneel down in front of Jia Zhengjin, and nervously said: "Please...please...please accept me as a disciple! I...I want to learn magic from you!"
Jia Zhengjin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes stayed on Diao Jun for a moment, then he closed his eyes without any reaction.
"Brother Shao..." Diao Jun turned his head and looked at Huang Shao, feeling very uneasy.
Huang Shao hurriedly stepped forward: "Monk, Jun'er really wants to become your teacher. Since you said that Jun'er is qualified, today can be considered an opportunity..."
"In addition to qualifications and opportunities, there is also a huge test for a poor Taoist to accept a disciple," Jia Zhengjin replied calmly with his eyes closed, "If you want to become my teacher, you must pass the test!"
"Excuse me, monk, what is the test you mentioned..." Huang Shao quickly raised his head.
"It's late at night, and I need to go into meditation to rest." Jia Zhengjin remained motionless, "You two should rest early, and we'll talk tomorrow."
"Oh!" This answer did not satisfy Huang Shao and Diao Jun, but there seemed to be no other way at the moment.
The two brothers moved the hay to the campfire and sat side by side.
It was difficult to fall asleep for a while, and his eyes were focused on Jia Zhengjin, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating with his eyes closed.
In the second half of the night, Jia Zhengjin remained motionless throughout the whole process, just like a statue.
Staring at Huang Shao, Diao Jun gradually became sleepy, and finally lay down and soon fell asleep.
Around 1 a.m., the heavy rain outside finally stopped, the terrible thunder had disappeared, and the sweet chirping of insects kept coming.
"Hu~hu~" Huang Shao and Diao Jun slept soundly, even snoring.
Jia Zhengjin, who had been sitting cross-legged, finally opened his eyes at this moment, and his eyes stayed on Huang Shao and Diao Jun for a few seconds.
Diao Jun was drowsily asleep when he suddenly felt someone pushing him gently. He opened his eyes blankly and found that it was a monk.
"Follow me, don't wake him up!" The monk turned around, opened the door and walked outside the house. Diao Jun glanced blankly at Huang Shao who was still sleeping beside him, and quickly got up and followed him out.
At this moment, above the clouds.
"Hey, he committed a foul!" Liu Jing pointed at Jia Zhengjin in the bronze mirror, looked at Yue Lang and said.
"Indeed," Mr. Yuan nodded, "there is one agreement, that is, the target of the bet cannot tell that he is not a mortal..."
"I think it's a bit subtle," Min Wenwen frowned, "The agreement does not refer to mortals, but to our status. He pretended to be a human monk. After all, monks are still mortals. It's not entirely wrong to say that he committed a foul, right?
"
"What do you think?" Liu Jing only cared about Yue Lang's opinion. After all, he was the official participant in the gambling game.
"It doesn't count!" Yue Lang was open-minded and didn't care at all. "The target thinks he is a human monk, so it doesn't violate the rules."
"Okay! If you say so, forget it." Liu Jing lay down on his side and stretched, "It's a bet between you and him anyway."
"By the way, what does he want to do?" Mr. Yuan yawned and rubbed his eyes, "So far, I don't understand."
"I can't understand it either." Min Wenwen agreed.
"It's nothing more than getting close to the target, establishing a good relationship with them first, and then acting on your own initiative." Liu Jing said, "I think this guy will recruit apprentices and keep them with him, so that it is easier to design!"
"That's not good, what should I do?" Lord Yuan asked hurriedly.
"Just watch, this is my problem." Yue Lang interrupted their conversation, "No matter what he wants to do, I have a way to deal with it."
"How are you going to respond?"
"It just looks like it."
...
It is said that Diao Jun was woken up in the early morning, and then followed the Taoist monk in front of him to the outside of the Tutu Temple alone, feeling uneasy in his heart.
After all, I don’t know what’s going on with the other party, and I don’t know what to say to myself.
When I came outside, I found that the rainstorm had stopped and pearl-like stars were faintly visible in the sky.
The sweet chirping of insects interweaves into beautiful tones.
When he reached the century-old camphor tree in front of the Tutu Temple, Jia Zhengjin stopped.
Diao Jun also stopped quickly and spoke nervously: "Monk..."
Jia Zhengjin turned around, looked Diao Jun up and down, and said slowly: "Boy, do you really want to learn magic from me?"
Upon hearing this question, Diao Jun quickly answered: "Yes! It's sincere!"
"Why do you want to learn magic from me as your master?" Jia Zhengjin asked.
"I...I..."
"to be honest!"
"I want to learn spells so I don't have to worry about having food anymore!"
"Just for this?"
"Well! Just for this!"
"If this is your goal, there is no need to learn spells." Jia Zhengjin said calmly, "Pindao has calculated that you have the fortune of Gold and Silver Mountain. No matter what you do, you can easily earn gold and silver. You will not be poor in this life!"
"Ah? Did the monk make a mistake in his calculation?" Diao Jun scratched his head in confusion, "If I had that kind of fate, how could I have been poor like Brother Shao for more than ten years? Not to mention gold and silver, I couldn't even earn a few copper coins! Every day
Hungry and full..."
"My hexagrams are very accurate and never wrong!" Jia Zhengjin glanced in the direction of the Earth Temple, "The reason why I wake you up now is because I don't want Huang Shao inside to hear me."
"Why?" Diao Jun frowned.
"Do you know why you have the fate of a mountain of gold and silver, but you have been poor for so long?" Jia Zhengjin asked seriously.
Diao Jun shook his head vigorously and looked at the other party in confusion.
"Huang Shao in the house is the destiny of the poor god!"
"Poor God's destiny?" Diao Jun looked confused.
"That is to say, he will be poor all his life!" Jia Zhengjin said deliberately, "The fate of the god of poverty will prevent him from achieving any financial achievements. It will even hinder the people around him! In other words, your fate of the Gold and Silver Mountain is just right.
His poor destiny suppresses you, and you, who should have been rich all your life, are now in such poverty!"
