"What? You are not his master?"

Just now I clearly heard him calling Master Lingxuan, and they were the only two people in this Taoist temple. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that there was a master-disciple relationship.

Ling Xuan wanted him to become Chu Hanxing's master, which made Fu Jia feel a little baffled.

Ling Xuan waved his hand: "No, he just grew up in the temple."

He obviously brought him up single-handedly, so he must have deep feelings, but when he heard these words, he seemed to be in a hurry to clear up the relationship.

Ling Yi was helpless: "Master, can you stop thinking about giving me away?"

"Go, go, kids, don't interrupt when adults are talking!" Ling Xuan glared at him and turned around with a smile on his face, "Fellow Daoist Chu, he is easy to support, he is also smart, he can do anything like running errands, you

Seriously consider it?"

Chu Hanxing's expression was indifferent: "He has reached the crown, you should ask him about his wishes.

What's more, I don't accept disciples."

He is an adult, his limbs are intact, and he can earn 300 yuan a day to move bricks. He will never starve to death. If it comes to finding a good future, Ling Xuan has a lot of resources at his disposal, so he just wants to find a backer for Ling Yi.

The original owner didn't know arithmetic, and Chu Hanxing would not expose himself.

Ling Yi looked solemn: "Master, you are my master, and I don't want to go down the mountain."

"Elm head..." Ling Xuan muttered in a low voice, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you. By the way, Fellow Daoist Chu, Boss Zhang came here specifically to thank you."

Chu Hanxing turned his eyes, and Boss Zhang sighed, "Mr. Chu, you have really helped me a lot. If you hadn't told me in time, the child in Mengmeng's belly would be gone."

How could he have imagined that Liu Meng knew that he would not keep his son, so he called with the last glimmer of hope that day. When he got the answer, he thought it was perfunctory, so he went to the hospital alone to prepare for the abortion.

Fortunately, his son reminded him to speak clearly in time, and he was able to stop him in time and take him home to raise him.

"My son is now preparing to go abroad. Alas, I know that he is afraid that Mengmeng is pregnant with the child and has to worry about his affairs. He also really likes the piano. I have also figured it out. He is sensible now and can do whatever he wants.

Go ahead and do it, don’t live a cowardly life like me.”

If Chu Hanxing hadn't spoken out to wake him up, the family would have been in a mess because of his stubbornness.

He was afraid that his lover's son would alienate Zhang Hangyi from him, so he selfishly kept Liu Meng barren, which was really cowardly.

Chu Hanxing shook his head: "When you reach middle age, you think too much and will inevitably not be as decisive as you were when you were young. Everything is still your own choice."

If you are prosperous, you have seven kills, and you have a strong sense of self, if you don't listen, everything will be in vain.

But with this kind of natal chart, once a decision is made, it will be implemented immediately without procrastination or hesitation.

No matter what point was missing, Boss Zhang would not have achieved the satisfactory situation he has today.

Boss Zhang smiled: "Yes, time is also fate. As soon as we got home, we heard the news that there was a car accident in the city. It was the route from the hospital to Mengmeng's house. If it weren't for you... Well, I owe her a lot.

It’s too much.”

If he hadn't gone to find Liu Meng, would Liu Meng, who was lost in despair last night, just...

Boss Zhang sighed.

"Originally, she wanted to come over and thank you personally." Boss Zhang laughed again, "But the child in her belly was not honest and kept her vomiting over and over again, so I let her stay at home. This is our little thought. Please accept it.

Down."

Although the original agreement was a favor, the basic gesture cannot be ignored.

He handed over a black card, and the men waiting outside the door came in and opened two boxes, one box of gold, the other box only had three pieces of jewelry, a necklace, a bracelet, and a ring, full of imperial green and glass.

He has raw stone mines, so it is conceivable that the quality of the jadeite produced by him will be top-notch.

Ling Xuan clicked his tongue twice. He originally thought that Boss Zhang was generous enough to him, but he didn't expect to be even more generous to Chu Hanxing.

Yes, this can almost be said to have changed his life. After his death, he had two sons to throw a basin at him, and his career has been further improved in the hands of his descendants. It is completely different from the previous miserable fate where no one died.

Chu Hanxing just said a few words and turned his fate around, awesome.

Envy is envy, Ling Xuan is not jealous at all, because to help Boss Zhang, he needs extremely precise calculations and deductions, and any mistake will be in vain.

Chu Hanxing pondered for a moment, turned his wrist, and handed Boss Zhang a triangular talisman: "Pregnancy protection talisman."

According to Liu Meng's horoscope, the child should have been aborted. Although the baby was saved, it did not mean that he would have peace of mind in the future.

Fetal heart arrest is also possible.

Because in numerology, the twelve immortals are life and death, disease, death, grave, death, fetus, and nourishment. Among them, fetus is the transition from death. The fetus is gestating, sprouting, taking shape, and nourishing, so you cannot be frightened or frightened.

Otherwise, absolutely.

Boss Zhang offered too much and it was really hard to refuse.

"Thank you Mr. Chu!"

Boss Zhang was originally worried about Liu Meng, who was an advanced maternal age, but he didn't expect Chu Hanxing to take the initiative to help. He felt very comfortable.

In the past, those masters didn't just pay for one thing, they served them in a friendly manner, and they also had to understand their cues.

Obviously everything is for money, but he pretends to be indifferent to fame and fortune, but Chu Hanxing is still happy.

Ling Xuan brought Wang Shuo's tablet back and set up a memorial tablet for his death under Taiyi Tianzun. Boss Zhang burned three sticks of incense on the incense burner of Taiyi Tianzun, bowed, and then called his subordinates to leave.

Fu Jia looked at his back and clicked his tongue. This man who was a powerful figure in Province G back then, believed in both black and white, but now he only wants peace, happiness and reunion at home. It's really touching.

In retrospect, ever since he met Chu Hanxing, he felt that going to bars with his friends to pick up girls was boring, and it would be more interesting to learn how to make money from Ji Qing.

Therefore, Chu Hanxing not only helped Boss Zhang, but also changed him unknowingly.

This is the so-called feng shui inherent in great people.

Ling Xuan led Chu Hanxing to the dojo, where there was a special place for burning paper.

Chu Hanxing first burned the ingot paper, and then ignited the box of ingot paper. The flames suddenly shot up, and a breeze blew up, swirling the paper ashes in circles. The flames went out, and everything became silent.

With sharp eyes, Ling Xuan glanced at the outside of the Yuanbao box and wrote the words "Yin Zhao Ming Shui" with black pen on the outside of the Yuanbao box. He couldn't help but ask: "Without a detailed explanation, can he receive it?"

Normal paper burning is not as simple and crude as Chu Hanxing. If there is no god or in front of the tombstone, you have to write an attachment package.

The accessory package contains yellow paper, gold and silver, etc. On it, the name of the deceased, the burial place, and the time of burning the paper must be written. It is similar to the format of a courier note. Gold foil paper should be attached to the surface of the accessory package as a transfer fee. Finally, the paper must be burned and returned.

You must first light two candles and use the candles to light the paper money.

There is no black and white statue of impermanence in Qingyang Temple. Even if there is, it may not be Zhao Ming's clone.

Therefore, Ling Xuan was very confused.

Xiao Tao: "Please, this is money."

As soon as she finished speaking, a gold ingot fell at her feet.

Zhao Ming appeared, holding the ingot in his hand and stuffing it into his sleeves. He was so excited that his black face was a little red.


Chapter completed!