"Hmm..." Mu Weiyang looked at this scene and felt a little embarrassed. Seeing that she was really sad, he comforted her: "Maybe it's just a coincidence."

She also gave an example: "There are only so many sticks in a stick tube, and they can come out if you shake them casually. You can't count them."

Mu Wei Xian also nodded: "Madam, you are not sad!"

Then he took out the lottery tube and asked her to continue shaking it.

Feng Jiu took it and shook it with her slender fingers. After a moment, a stick fell to the ground.

Break the signature.

After seeing the lottery, Mu Weiyang was a little stupid. Didn't Taoist Master Qingfeng say that her sister-in-law was very lucky? Why did the lottery fail twice?

When she turned around, she saw that her sister-in-law's expression was quite ugly.

"Well..." Mu Weiyang hesitated again, and then said decisively, "These are all feudal superstitions and cannot be believed."

Taoist Master Qingfeng, who had just rushed over when he heard that Feng Jiu was here: "??"

He touched his beard and said, "What feudal superstition."

Mu Weiyang still wanted to make up for it, so he heard Feng Jiu say: "You."

"..." Mu Weiyang was numb.

Taoist Master Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and walked over, "What happened?"

Feng Jiu didn't say anything, but just handed over the broken lot. Qingfeng looked at it and said in surprise: "It's actually a broken lot. Who won the prize?"

It was a question, but her eyes looked like Mu Weiyang's. Among the three people here, her face was the most normal.

Mu Weiyang said angrily: "I disappoint you. I haven't been so unlucky yet. It was my sister-in-law who won the lottery."

Qingfeng was startled, clearly not believing it.

Feng Jiu said: "Can you please tell me the lottery?"

Qingfeng glanced at it and said, "It's a coincidence that the Contemporary Master is here today. I think it would be better for the Contemporary Master to interpret this lot in person."

Feng Jiujiu had no objections, and Mu Weiyang had no objections even more after hearing the name of the master of Sanqing Temple.

Qingfeng led the people to the back. On the way, he looked at the signature on the broken lotus, and still couldn't help asking Feng Jiu: "I dare to ask my friend, what does this lot mean?"

"future."

Qingfeng: "Can you be more specific?"

Feng Jiu said: "The result of one thing."

Qingfeng wanted to ask more questions, but Feng Jiu had no intention of going any further.

This lottery was obtained as a result of seeking revenge from King Rui. The lottery was broken twice. Is this God telling her to be honest and give up?

That's fine, she thought, not only that King Rui was chasing her now, but that he adopted her when she was young and gave her a way to survive, so she shouldn't remember this too much.

Then forget about it, the grudges have been settled.

I just hope King Rui will stop sending people over.

After all, after being together for so many years, he should know that he has a tight mouth and will not reveal his secrets.

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Taoist Master Qingyun is an old man with a white beard, wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a kind face and a fairy-like spirit. He looks quite immortal.

Qingfeng looked less mature in front of him. When he saw the person, he said: "Brother, this is the real-life version of the lucky charm I told you about."

Feng Jiu: "?"

Mu Weiyang was also happy and winked at Feng Jiu.

"Don't talk nonsense." Qingyun flicked his fly whisk and looked at Feng Jiu, his brows and eyes were as clear as a pool of spring water, his eyes were gentle, "Junior brother is naughty, I'm telling you a joke."

Feng Jiu waved his hand and said sincerely: "He talks very nicely."

Qingyun laughed, took the broken lotus and looked at it, "Does the layman want a future?"

Feng Jiu nodded.

Qingyun then said: "The layman is kind-hearted. If you don't forget your original intention, you will have a promising future."

Feng Jiuyi was startled, original intention? What is that?

After thinking for a while, he frowned, then relaxed quickly, and his eyes lit up, "You mean, I will become a rich woman with a lot of money?"

Qingyun was startled, then laughed, and said vaguely: "Maybe."

Feng Jiu began to look forward to it again.

"You are so coaxable." Mu Weiyang sighed a little, "You married into my family, aren't you quite rich now?"

Feng Jiu shook her head. Her original intention was to have enough food for the rest of her life. She could eat whatever she wanted. Being rich had nothing to do with the Mu family.

The opportunity was rare and should not be missed. Later, Mu Weiyang also joined in and asked Qingyun to divine for him. After getting good results, he even encouraged his brother to do the fortune telling as well.

Mu Wei Xian laughed, but hid behind Feng Jiu and refused to come out.

Qingyun said: "Divination also needs to be pious to be useful. Mr. Mu is very good like this."

Mu Weiyang had no choice but to give up.

After donating the sesame oil money and doing the divination, it was logically time to leave. However, Feng Jiu did not move his buttocks and looked at Qingfeng: "You said before that I was very lucky."

Qingfeng hesitated a little, but nodded.

Feng Jiu: "You also said that Tianzun and I are destined."

Tianzun refers to the Taishang Laojun enshrined in Sanqing Temple.

Qingfeng continued to nod.

Feng Jiu: "Do you think I can learn your techniques?"

Qingfeng was startled.

Qingyun smiled and asked, "What do you want to learn?"

"Divination."

"I can teach you," Qingyun said, "but you must be pious."

Feng Jiu nodded seriously. She was devoted to money and could not be more pious.

Qingyun signaled Qingfeng to go out. After a while, Qingfeng brought several volumes of scriptures over and said somewhat complicatedly: "These are the scriptures handwritten by senior brother and worshiped in front of Tianzun."

Feng Jiu suddenly had a bad feeling.

I looked up and saw Qingyun with a smile on his face, as if he was telling me to read and recite all of this by heart, and he fell silent immediately.

Like all bad students, she is mostly resistant to books.

Seeing that she didn't move, Qingyun personally took it and handed it to her: "This scripture is destined for you."

Feng Jiu lowered his head and took a look, it turned out to be "Tao Te Ching".

After hesitating for a moment, she still took it. She could barely read the scriptures for self-cultivation.

Seeing her take it, Qingyun smiled, and then asked Qingfeng to prepare things, planning to teach Feng Shijiu how to learn the "Six Yao" on the spot.

Before the things were brought over, he didn't start to explain, but first asked: "Why do you want to learn this?" It didn't look like she was interested in this.

Feng Jiu didn't hide it either: "I want to make money."

Qingyun almost thought he heard wrongly and asked again: "What?"

Feng Jiu replied: "I want to make money through this." She remembered that these fake gods can make the most money.

"..."

Qingyun was silent for a moment, "I remember that the Mu family were the big local landowners." Not to mention the richest man in the local area, he wasn't far behind.

Feng Jiu: "If a person has no long-term worries, he must have immediate worries."

Qingyun didn't know what to say for a moment, and suddenly looked at Mu Wei Xian, who was holding a cup of tea next to her: "Has the Mu family recently..."

In the end, he still didn't ask. Qingyun said kindly: "There is still some food in the temple, which can relieve the temporary worries. If the Mu family needs it..."

Mu Wei Xian looked innocent and confused, as if he didn't understand.

On the side, Mu Weiyang was already angry, gritting his teeth and said: "Don't worry, Lord, the Mu family is doing well, and we don't need help for the time being."

Qingyun also thinks so, but he hasn't received any news at all. Moreover, these two brothers and sisters have shown themselves to be wealthy, how could they go bankrupt?

That was Feng Jiu's problem. Suddenly remembering that she had said she wanted to be rich before, Qingyun suddenly burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!