Chapter 406 Divination of Good and Bad witch

Mr. Mingyue has one advantage, that is, he is a conceited man and rarely lies, but he is forced by the situation. Once he tells a lie, he must fall into the sky, and he never discusses bragging.

What's more, Mr. Mingyue did go to the ice valley in the afternoon. When he saw Zhi Yulan's heart, he also hurt others and bandaged the wound before coming back. He said goodbye and carried the burden of the goods to the ice gate, and then replied to Zhiyulan's heart. There was no basis for boasting.

Mr. Mingyue's nonsense was made up with peace of mind. Naturally, the listener Shui Yingxian also believed it. He smiled and said, "Thank you very much. I'm really sorry to let you run all the way."

The fat monk sitting beside him was not deaf and his eyes were not dazzling, and suddenly said, "Oh! Water niece, it turns out that this little benefactor is the cargo brother you said to work for us.

Mr. Mingyue pretended to be and smiled simple: "I'm sorry for my father's praise. I can't afford it."

Monk Dukong quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm not the master, I'm the second master, and my brother Watang is the real master."

Mr. Mingyue said hurriedly, "Oh! Didn't you teach the water girl's martial arts? I don't look like it. The water girl is so slim and beautiful that Master Dukong can never teach her.

Dukong laughed and said, "Hmm! The little donor has good eyesight. Such a large handful of poor monks really can't teach such a clever person as water niece, but don't underestimate the poor monk. It's definitely much more dexterity than you.

Mr. Mingyue didn't know that Shui Yingxian was the apprentice of the Zen Master Duxiang, but Hailian's master was the fat Dukong monk, and Mr. Mingyue inadvertently offended others.

Hailian was not angry when she saw Mr. Mingyue. Hearing that he praised Sister Yingxian for being slim and beautiful, she was angry and said unhappily, "Master should teach this stinky boy a lesson. He actually dared to turn around and expose Master's shortcomings and deserve to be punished."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said with a smile, "Oh! It turns out that Lianmei is a disciple of Master Dukong, hehe.

Hai Lian said, "What's the closest? Who is your lotus sister? I'm not ashamed."

Dukong laughed and said, "Lian'er, you are too narrow-minded. As a teacher, you often advise you to be kind to others, so that others will treat you well. What's more, when we are new here, we are not familiar with the place, and we should be more convenient to others."

Halien was suddenly speechless. Mr. Mingyue made a grimace at her, and Hailian was so angry that she simply didn't look at him.

The prince of Mingyue secretly said that this fat monk is not a fierce monk and evil monk. He should not join hands with the great demons of the gods and demons in Beimingjiu. It is really puzzling that Mingyue's hard thinking is really puzzling.

While pretending to secretly look at Shui Yingxian and her eyebrows, he thought hard. At this time, a group of people came out of Mrs. Zhou's shop, led by an old monk, whose eyebrows were a little gray. When Mr. Mingyue saw him, he figured everything out.

Needless to say, the old monk came. Naturally, he is a Zen master. He is also a burly body eight feet away. Of course, he is not as exaggerated as crossing the air. Compared with crossing the air, he is indeed much taller and thinner. A gloomy face and gray eyebrows are locked. He is born with this bitter face, which makes Mr. Mingyue look at it. I don't feel bad luck.

When Mr. Mingyue saw him, he couldn't help but have a little more affection for the fat monk Dukong. He didn't even have to guess that he knew that the colluded with the traitors of the gods and demons of Beiming Jiuyou must be the cold-faced Zen master Duxiang, and he could even conclude that he was innocent and somewhat helpless. Thinking of this, Mr. Mingyue couldn't help sighing gently.

Behind the tall, thin and somewhat burly Zen master of Duxiang is the eldest brother Shui Yingxian that Mr. Mingyue saw yesterday. The middle-aged man, with three wisps of black beard, stood behind Du Xiang, very respectfully.

Shui Yingxian smiled and said, "Brother Lang, this is my master. You haven't seen him before."

Mr. Mingyue shook his head and said, "I'd better not go up to see the ceremony. Your master makes people look cold."

Shui Yingxian said anxun anxun anx, "Go quickly, don't talk much. Maybe I can accept you as an apprentice."

Mr. Mingyue could only smile bitterly, stand up, put his hands together, bowed and said, "Inapless longevity Buddha! The boy met the transitional Zen master."

Everyone laughed, and even Shui Yingxian couldn't close their mouths. He said, "What is infinite Tianzun and Buddha? It's better not to say it if you laugh to death."

Mr. Mingyue also smiled and said, "It's not that you don't know me. You are so stupid and can't speak, which makes the master laugh."

Mr. Mingyue glanced at the Zen master Duxiang's face, still cold, unmoved, and snorted coldly: "Hmm." Then there was no more words.

Mr. Mingyue had to retreat and give Shui Yingxian a wink, which was quite complaining. Shui Yingxian just covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

When the son of Mingyue saw the descendants of Buddhism in the land of the swallows, he respected the crossing of the sky. He laughed according to the generations and sat down according to the rules, and there was no difference at all. Since the Zen master crossing the sky came out, the fat monk did not laugh, as if he also respected his brother.

Mr. Mingyue couldn't see the depth of their martial arts after looking at it for a long time. They came out for dinner. One was not bring weapons to use, and the other was not particularly bright in his eyes. On the contrary, it was a very treasure like self-obscured. He did not show mountains or water. How did Mr. Mingyue judge their internal strength? As for spells such as He, it's even more bullshit.

After suffering for a long time, it was easy to wait for Sister Zhou to bring a large plate of vegetarian rice and vegetarian snacks, such as gluten, mushrooms, green vegetables and tofu, which made Mr. Mingyue have no appetite when he saw it.

When Mrs. Zhou saw that Mingyue also came, she smiled and said, "Wait a minute. My sister-in-law has to change the oil pan and stir-fry it. I'm afraid that the two masters will smell meat, so I don't dare to stew meat today. Eat something else."

Mr. Mingyue said hurriedly, "Okay! What can I do for you? Excuse me, Mrs. Zhou.

Mr. Mingyue did not sit with the Buddhists in the land of secludedants. After handing the lacquered wooden plate to Mrs. Zhou, he sat alone on the side of the street and held his cheeks, as if looking at the frozen village in a daze to pass the boring time.

While Mr. Mingyue was meditating, he suddenly smelled a fragrant wind, which was familiar and strong. Mr. Mingyue knew that the water was coming. When he turned around, he saw her holding a tea bowl and said gently in a slightly hoarse voice, "Come on, you also drink a bowl of tea."

Mr. Mingyue quickly took it with both hands and said with a smile, "Sister Xie Yingxian." As soon as I looked up, I saw Shui Yingxian throwing a wink at him behind everyone's back. His right hand wrote in the palm of his left hand, and then smiled sweetly at Mr. Mingyue. The watery peach blossom charming eyes seemed to have the intention of inquiring.

How could Mr. Mingyue not understand? The last time, he used a tea tray to block her jade hand and wrote the four words I came in the middle of the night. Now it seems that he is going to have the luck of peach blossoms again. Mr. Mingyue secretly sighed that the water is really a watery poplar. He did not hook up, but he still nodded with deep meaning.

Shui Yingxian turned back with a smile. Mr. Mingyue finally waited for Mrs. Zhou to bring out a lacquered wooden plate of food, which was like an amnesty and went back to the grocery store.

At this time, the shopkeeper Wang had already returned, and Jingjing said, "Brother Mingyue, why have you been there for so long? Is there still a guest at Mrs. Zhou's place?

Mingyue smiled and said, "Isn't it! Mrs. Zhou's shop has been very popular recently, and two big monks have been added, so that we didn't stew pork ribs tonight.

Jingjing also said melancholy, "Oh! If you don't eat, don't eat. It's good to have vegetables.

Mr. Mingyue smiled at the shopkeeper Wang and said, "Jingjing is really sensible. I will definitely talk to Brother Xin later and say that Jingjing has grown up."

After eating, Mr. Mingyue returned to his house and secretly said that the descendants of Buddhism in the land of swallows were fearless. When the two great Zen masters crossed the sky, Shui Yingxian and others not only dared to move out for dinner, but also smiled, as if they were very confident. It seemed that these two old monks were by no means idle people, waiting for a break. The traitor of the nine gods and demons must be careful.

Mr. Mingyue thought of the appointment with Shui Yingxian again. It was just a random seductive of the fake phoenix. Who would have thought that Shui Yingxian recognized the truth? The watery Yanghua, not to mention the intention of Mr. Mingyue, was really a headache.

Mr. Mingyue is lying on **, holding the back of his head in his hands, and meditating hard. Is there an appointment for "I'll come in the middle of the night" tonight? It's a problem. If you go, how can you face Shui Yingxian? Can't you really do anything with her? How can you be worthy of Feng Cailing? If you don't go, you will inevitably be suspected by Shui Yingxian, and then it is likely to disrupt the whole plan. Isn't it a waste to coax this and that by what you did yesterday? You really have to go? No, it's really a dilemma.

Mr. Mingyue simply sat up, took out a piece of copper money, untied it and threw it on the back of the front. He clasped it and saw that it was the front. Only a wry smile, it seemed that it was settled.

The son of Mingyue simply untied two more copper coins and shook them in the ** fortune-telling. Shaoyang Shaoyin Laoyang threw six times in a row, silently drew a picture of the elephant, the upper Xun left the lower part, Xun was the wind for the fire, the upper wind and the lower fire, and the hexagrams were the wind and fire family.

No matter how the variable changes, or the upper Xun and lower separation, there is no difference. Mr. Mingyue thought hard and muttered, "The wind and fire family, family, beauty, watery and watery poplars, even the beautiful woman is a bad woman."

Mr. Mingyue pondered again: "This trigram comes from the poem: the son is returning from home, IKEA, and it is the peach in front of him, burning its glory. Yes! Tao Zhiyao, can't you go?

Mr. Mingyue pondered for another moment. Since he couldn't go, he didn't cast a bad gossip. He didn't say good or bad luck, but it was a blameless gossip. He thought about it again, that's right! It must have been done. If you don't go, how can there be a peach? Go and escape again, that's it!