Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 26

The next morning, he pulled Chubby away from his arms.

This fat cat treats his arms as a cat litter?

Zhang Qingyun began to wash and wash his hair.

Made breakfast, and after breakfast, started cleaning the yard.

Recently, through various punishments, high-altitude throwing is still unavoidable, especially at night. No, the yard is full of cigarette butts, waste paper, and bags of garbage.
"Isn't it difficult to go downstairs to throw rubbish without an elevator?"

While cleaning the ground, there are familiar traces that some things have not left in the past few days: "Just right, buddy let his brother go out of business for a few days, I have researched the talisman that can be watched, and everyone will be happy then."

After cleaning, Zhang Qingyun went to open the courtyard door.

After washing his hands, he went to incense the patriarch.

"Stand by and wait for the rabbit, and take the initiative to attack"

The last time I went to the vegetable market, I met a live streamer who jumped into the river and earned a lot of merit.

With this idea, Zhang Qingyun happened to go to the vegetable market again: "It's not bad to go out for a walk."

Who will worship God without seeing the coffin without tears and without sorrow?
Taoism, after all, there are still fewer people coming.

As soon as he left the gate of the Taoist temple, it was about to be locked when he closed it, and a middle-aged man stood behind him.

This middle-aged Zhang Qingyun has met several times, and every time he sees this middle-aged, this middle-aged buys breakfast with dark circles under his eyes.Sloppy and sloppy.

The beard is unshaven, and the hair is long and messy.

Through this, Zhang Qingyun decided that the middle-aged man was single.

As long as there is a woman in charge, it will not fall to this point: "The poor man has been single for so many years, and he has to groom every day. This middle-aged person is not as good as me."

"Is there something wrong, sir?"

Asking in his mouth, Zhang Qingyun has opened his eyes.

The rays of light flickered in front of him, and finally came to a point. It turned into a seed and fell behind the middle-aged head, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky: "Dead at home, sloppy. A farmer, alone and lonely. If you can persevere, diamond king five"

"Note: The middle-aged man is an Internet author. He has been on the street for 13 years, and he has already given up the idea of ​​giving up. Persuade him to persevere, and he will get three strands of merit. , a happy life. You can get unlimited merit"

This is to change fate, and it is to be a matchmaker, and it is a reward for merit. Well, it is a change of fate, and it is a marriage, so it deserves a lot of merit.

"It's okay, I'm just looking at it"

Wang Kun smiled embarrassingly. He is a perennial otaku, and communication between people is basically based on the Internet. Wang Kun has become shy.

"A layman network author?"

Zhang Qingyun asked.

The smile on Wang Kun's face disappeared, a little distressed.

Others write novels, and they have a car and a house. He has been on the street for more than ten years, and the more he writes, the poorer he gets. In order to make a living, he originally had a house, but he sold the house and rented it.

Writing novels and getting into such an end, it really kills people by writing novels.

The more others write, the richer, the more he writes, the poorer.

Wang Kun came to his senses: "I'm not suitable for writing novels. If I continue to write, I have to put in the money I saved to buy the cemetery."

Already 41 years old, Wang Kun dare not go on like this.

Turning around and leaving, Wang Kun decided to smash the computer, smash the keyboard, log out of the chat software, and start looking for a job now!
"Success is just around the corner. It's a pity to give up. It could have been a book, but if you give up like this, you're doomed to fail."

Wang Kun walked faster.

Zhang Qingyun is a little anxious, the merit is in front of him, isn't it a loss if he can't get it?

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book. Persistence is victory. A book is a god, and a book lover and a beautiful woman are married. If you give up, you are doomed to be a bachelor."

Wang Kun walked faster.

But his face was full of desire-wife, this is a very tempting term.

I've done it, anyway, the novel has been signed, and it's persisting for a month.

"Good man, sent three strands of merit early in the morning."

It seems to be helpful, and good people have good rewards: "Another poor poor girl who has lost her way has found confidence."

"There may not be a few lucky ones writing novels."

Zhang Qingyun has also written before, and he is also addicted to novels and cannot extricate himself.

Later, I came to my senses and closed the curtain call. Later, I only read novels and never wrote them again.

"If you want to get along well, the train is full of mouths, and all walks of life need language arts."

When he arrived at the vegetable market, Zhang Qingyun knew the door and the road.

In front of an old lady's stall, she picked some green vegetables and packed a bag: "It's overweight."

The aunt is about 70 years old. Zhang Qingyun has been buying his vegetables for more than ten years, and they are all old acquaintances: "Three yuan and three, let me give you three yuan."

While lamenting the generosity of the aunt, she accepted the aunt's offer.

Habitually opened the eyes of the sky, the light flashed in front of him, Zhang Qingyun's heart moved: "There is a drama."

Zhang Qingyun summed up some experience as he used the Sky Eye more and more times.

Only those who have cause and effect, good fortune and bad luck, will light up.

The light turned into seeds and fell behind the aunt's head, and the beam of light rose into the sky: "A mediocre life, a rare age. Once you get rid of it, you will become rich, and your fortune will be prosperous."

"Note: The old lady's house is going to be demolished and she is going to get rich soon. Say congratulations and get a ray of merit."

"Congratulations, layman, the fortune has come, and there will be money soon."

Zhang Qingyun stood up, looked at the old lady, and roared in his heart: "As soon as the demolition becomes rich, this old lady is obviously going to become a rich woman, and the poor people don't want to fight anymore."

"Ha ha."

The old lady obviously took it as a joke, and just responded with a laugh.

When the merits arrived, Zhang Qingyun did not explain.

After Zhang Qingyun left, the old lady received a call and immediately packed up the stall, put it in the car and left.

"What are you doing in such a panic, it's just here."

Aunt Wang next door, who was originally chatting, was eating melon seeds and was puzzled when she saw the old lady in a panic.

"Just got the news that our area is going to be demolished"

Looking at Zhang Qingyun, who had just walked out of the market, the old lady cracked her mouth with only a few teeth left: "This little Taoist priest has very well-informed news and is really going to make a fortune."

Carrying green vegetables, Zhang Qingyun will open his eyes to take a look at every person who passes by Zhang Qingyun.

In front, an enchanting young girl with an exaggerated waist and a twisted waist approached Zhang Qingyun.When the young girl entered the one-meter range, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes.

The light in front of the eyes lit up, and finally it turned into a seed, which fell behind the girl's head: "Redeem yourself and become a bride. If you want to be safe, hide your past."

"Note: you understand."

I know shit!

Zhang Qingyun complained in his heart, isn't she a young lady, if Cong Liang can still marry, right?

Well, even if you don't remind them, people won't say what they used to be.
The annotation is only given to one you know, what does it mean?
remind?

Still not reminded?
Is there any merit?
So shouldn't there be merit in lighting up the light?

"rogue."

Suddenly, there was a low curse in his ear, and Zhang Qingyun's face was blank.

When she turned around, the woman was gone.

"Who's rascal?"

Zhang Qingyun was really confused: "What did I do, I'm a hooligan?"

"Mom, look at that Taoist priest and look at that big sister with narrowed eyes."

Not far away, a little boy pointed at Zhang Qingyun and said in a milky voice.

Zhang Qingyun fled, I am looking at people's blessings and misfortunes, not hooligans!
Poor people.
But it's really big and white, just a little sagging
Huh?
Pindao saw it?
As I walked, there was a warm current in my body.

Zhang Qingyun was even more at a loss: "Where does merit come from?"

"Could it be the silence just now?"

"Or because of seeing sagging?"

(End of this chapter)