Wang Jingzhe slept until afternoon. When he got up, the Maoshan disciples in the yard were chatting. The Maoshan junior aunt was very arrogant and scolding Yuan Zhenxing with her arms held her arms.

"Are you staying here and waiting to die? You are going to provoke the night walk like a fool? How many heads do you have? I think you are really enough."

Chang Yu turned his back to the door and did not see Wang Jingzhe coming out. Yuan Zhenxing coughed awkwardly and kept looking at him. The little teacher said with a sneer: "Sand is in your eyes? It's useless to throw your eyes out. You must go back to Maoshan with me. Xiaoxing, the master tells you the words, cherish life and stay away from those who are in your mind. Do you understand?"

"Go back, Yuan Baobao, this world is too cruel. It is more suitable to lie in your master's arms, but it is not suitable for you." Wang Jingzhe leaned against the door frame, biting a cigarette in his mouth, and his hands were very indecently clasped his eyes.

Yuan Zhenxing covered his face and turned his head. Chang Yu turned around and sneered without any embarrassment: "Have I said something wrong?"

"Swoosh" Wang Jingzhe flicked his little finger, and a slut passed by Chang Yu's eyes. He said lightly: "The trade war has been fighting for so long, and it is in full swing every day. No one is willing to bow his head and his mouth is very hard. He said he can't do it, he said he can't do it, hehe, in fact, in the end, it's just a loss-win situation, it hurts both sides."

Chang Yu frowned and asked, "What does this have to do with me? Why do you say this for?"

Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said, "Yes, then whether my brain is in water or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"You..." Chang Yu said coldly: "I don't know how many skills you have, but you are very sharp-mouthed. I would like to advise you to say a good thing. Don't mess with the hundreds of ghosts at night. It's not omnipotent for people who sell knives to make money."

Wang Jingzhe took two cigarettes, yawned by her side, and said with a slanted eyes: "In our village, there is an old man who is 98 years old this year, and he has 8 taels of wine and two packs of cigarettes a day. He can still go to the fields to work without any trouble. I was curious and asked Mr. Wang, what is the secret to your longevity? Why did he live so old without illness or disaster?"

Chang Yu's face drooped. Although he didn't know what he said in the next half of the sentence, he also knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

Wang Jingzhe smiled and said, "Old Master Wang said, just meddle in other people's business."

"Swish" Wang Jingzhe and Chang Yu passed by, and they felt the murderous aura behind them as if they were stuck in their throats. He hooked his fingers at Yuan Zhenxing indifferently, put his arm on his shoulder, and said, "Let's go, I'll talk to you about something Yuan Baobao."

"Cruff, Cruff" Chang Yu grinded his teeth, and his broad chest seemed to be held in a breath, and he was very stuffy.

"Brother Wang, let me tell you, my little sister is very kind, and she is a typical knife-like and slandered heart. Really, otherwise she wouldn't have come all the way to save me."

"Ah, little teacher? Does Tianshan Tong Lao have the skills to keep her face? When did you Maoshan start developing makeup tutorials? I tell you that it's nothing to look young, but it still cannot cover up the menopause coming as scheduled. This is a fact!"

Yuan Zhenxing covered his face and said, "My little sister is only of age, she is only twenty-seven this year..."

"Bang" Chang Yu's chest was undulating, and he was held back to his feet in a breath. He raised his legs and kicked the chair on the ground away.

Wang Jingzhe thought to himself, "You are not good at speaking."

"Oh, the old village chief may ask for some food. I'm hungry and I'll go over and eat later." Wang Jingzhe turned around, ignored the little sister Maoshan, and shouted to the village chief.

"Good!"

The two left the yard and stood by the village roadside. Yuan Zhenxing rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Wang, thank you? You stained the white silk with your blood, which made me escape from the water and fire, otherwise it would be troublesome."

"I can't meet you to fight monsters, but I can't see you not help me. I won't talk about this after this. I want to ask you if there is something."

"Um?"

Wang Jingzhe said: "You didn't react when you were targeted by the hundred ghosts before. Later, when I gave you the decree of the hundred ghosts back, what did you feel?"

"No"

"Don't go back so quickly, let's talk about it after thinking about it."

Yuan Zhenxing thought for a while, spread his hands and said, "It's really not, it's like... they left gently, it's that simple."

Wang Jingzhe was unwilling to give up. This matter was definitely not so easy. There must be some, but he did not realize it. According to what Wang Dongzhi said, it may be that there has been some change in numerology, but this thing cannot be felt by feeling alone.

"Do you believe me?" Wang Jingzhe asked.

Yuan Zhenxing was stunned and said, "What you said is true, what level do I need to believe in you?"

Wang Jingzhe said seriously: "No reservation, open my heart, whatever I say is the kind of trust."

"I'm not like this to my parents or my uncle."

Wang Jingzhe stared at him. Yuan Zhenxing looked at him for a long time, then shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, after all, they have never saved my life. You have done a lot of points. Brother, tell me what do you want me to trust you? I have agreed in advance that I can't take off my pants..."

"I want to see your numerology," Wang Jingzhe said seriously.

Yuan Zhenxing's expression immediately solidified, and this requirement was much more difficult than taking off his pants.

Everyone has a numerology, also called fate, which is innate. It is found in the womb when it is in the womb, and then until the death of a person.

There are statements about fate in the East and the West. The so-called fortune telling and fortune telling actually calculate fate, but this is calculated based on various conditions and there may be errors. But if you look at a fate directly, you can see it clearly without any mistakes.

At the beginning, after Xiang Zheng had an accident, Xiang Que was puzzled and could only look at his fate. Only then did he find that a gap had been cracked in Xiang Zheng's fortune-telling. Only then did he know what was wrong with him. If he wanted to make up for this crack, he had to change his fate for Xiang Zheng against the will of heaven.

A person's fate is destined to have a fate in his life, just like Tiansha Guxing and Sha Polang are collectively called two great destinies. If you are a person with these two numerology, you will not be able to change your destiny in your entire life. Of course, there are exceptions, unless you can change your destiny against the will of heaven.

And if you look at a person's fate, it is much more serious than stripping him naked.

After all, it will be gone, and there will be no shortage of meat. But if someone sees you, everything about you will be controlled by others.

Wang Jingzhe was not talking. It would be normal if the other party refused. Just like if another person made such a request to him, he might slapped him and then scolded him, "Are you an idiot?"

"Okay... Yuan Zhenxing nodded with his eyes closed.
Chapter completed!