Full-level metaphysics boss relies on fortune-telling to revitalize Taoist temples

Chapter 91
Song Shiyi tilted his head and looked at Lu Xuanjin, not knowing where this marriage came from.

She hadn't seen the line of marriage with herself from Lu Xuanjin before.

How come there is another in the illusion?
"What have you counted?"

Lu Xuanjin leaned over, but Song Shiyi took a step back abruptly, her face was a little red, how did the marriage line between her and Lu Xuanjin come about?

"Shi Yi, my family doesn't want me anymore, can I follow you?"

Song Shiyi's words of refusal were already on his lips, but looking at Lu Xuanjin, who was carved in pink and jade, he swallowed the words of refusal again, and nodded in a mysterious way.

"Thank you Shi Yi."

A gleam of joy appeared on Lu Xuanjin's face, she packed her things and followed Song Shiyi back to Wendao Temple.

"Shi Yi, is this where you live?"

"Where do you live, Shi Yi?"

"Can Shi Yi play with me more?"

When she was a child, Lu Xuanjin was like a chatterbox, pestering Song Shiyi all the time, even if Song Shiyi wanted a little peace, Lu Xuanjin would come to him.

Even the patriarch often said that Lu Xuanjin was always pestering her because he liked her.

Looking at the patriarch and Lu Xuanjin beside him, Song Shiyi suddenly hesitated, whether he was really in the illusion.

Whether it's the patriarch or Lu Xuanjin, they seem to be very real.

Everyone loves herself, and she doesn't have to practice drawing symbols every day like before.

"Shi Yi, what are you doing?"

None of the talisman papers on the table in front of Song Shiyi were painted, and all the yellow talismans had lost their spirituality and were placed aside. Lu Xuanjin leaned over and lay down on the table, looking at Song Shiyi cautiously, with a certain look in his eyes. please.

"I'm drawing symbols."

Song Shiyi pulled back his thoughts, focused all his attention on the yellow talisman, picked up the brush next to him, and began to draw on the talisman paper he was familiar with.

These talisman papers she used to practice every day.

Stroke by stroke, the shape is still the same as before, but it is not full of spiritual power before, and the talisman paper lacking spiritual power is like a piece of waste paper.

"Shi Yi is so powerful, he can successfully draw a talisman paper every time!"

A piece of talisman paper was drawn, and Lu Xuanjin praised it without hesitation, and even the patriarch followed, took a look at the talisman paper drawn by Song Shiyi, and stroked Song Shiyi's little head, "Shi Yi is really amazing, so quickly! Learned to draw talisman paper."

Looking at the talisman paper without any spiritual power, Song Shiyi's eyes gradually blurred. Does he really not need to do well by himself?

Do Master Patriarch and Lu Xuanjin really think they are amazing?
"Shi Yi don't think about it, I just met a friend, I'll introduce you to him."

Before Song Shiyi came back to his senses, Lu Xuanjin held his hand, and the two trotted down the mountain, "Shi Yi, her name is Chu Yao. I heard that you are a little Taoist priest, so I came here specially to be friends with you!"

"I heard that your surname is Song. I will call you Master Song from now on. You can call me Yaoyao."

Master Song, Chu Yao...

These are all so familiar...

"We will be friends from now on, we will make more and better friends, and we will travel together and be happy together from now on."

Chu Yao was still rambling on, but Song Shiyi only had the word "friend" in his mind.

This is a strange feeling. She seems to have never had a friend. When someone said it next to her, her first reaction was to feel incredible.

"Then we're friends."

Two voices appeared in Song Shiyi's mind, one was to tell her not to believe these nonsense, she had more important things to accomplish, and the other voice was to persuade her to stay here, there was everything she was greedy for.

Patriarch, Lu Xuanjin, Chu Yao...

Family, love, friendship...

Everything she didn't have before is here, as long as she is willing to stay here, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Master Song, let's play games together, it's fun."

Chu Yao held Song Shiyi's hand, but her sweet and greasy voice would not make Song Shiyi feel disgusted.

Song Shiyi shook his head, "I have to go back to meditate. The patriarch said that if he wants to show off in front of others, he needs to practice more. When I get better, I can protect myself and the patriarch."

"But Master Song is really fun. I can guarantee that Master Song has never played it before, and it won't take a long time to play it. It doesn't matter if you go back to meditate later."

Chu Yao kept waving Song Shiyi's hand, and Lu Xuanjin kept persuading him, "Yes, Shi Yi, we just met Chu Yao, we must have fun together, just now the patriarch praised your talisman paper drawing Well, I’m sure I’d like to give you time to go out and have fun.”

There were no more than two people who were stubborn, but Song Shiyi finally nodded and went to play with them.

When the three of them returned to Wenwen Temple, the sky was already dark, and the patriarch had already prepared a large table of food waiting for them. Song Shiyi and his party were still standing at the door, and the voice of the patriarch's greetings sounded, "How about you?" But come to eat, today I prepared for Shi Yi her favorite Dong'an chicken."

Lu Xuanjin took Song Shiyi's hand and rushed over, a table of delicious food came into view, Song Shiyi swallowed, he hadn't had such a big meal for a long time!
"Grandpa, where did you buy so much meat!"

Song Shiyi sat on the table without any image, chewing meat, the patriarch smiled, "Business was good when I set up the stall today, and I met many rich people. If I earn money, I will definitely buy meat for you. Shi Yi likes meat the most."

Song Shiyi nodded, more and more lamenting that the current life is really beautiful.

The person you love the most is by your side, so you don't have to think about those trivial things all the time, and you don't have to bear the rise and fall of the concept of Taoism, let alone the conspiracy of the concept of magic calculation.

"Timely."

Song Shiyi was lying on the bed, and he couldn't remember how many times Lu Xuanjin crawled over to look for him at night.

From the surprise at the beginning, to the present there is no wave.

Song Shiyi sat up from the bed, Lu Xuanjin had already pushed the door open, walked to Song Shiyi's side and took Song Shiyi's hand.

The moonlight was bright outside, and the halo shone in the courtyard, adding a bit of charm to the Taoist Temple.

"Lu Xuanjin, why are you taking me out?"

Song Shiyi was completely led by Lu Xuanjin. He thought that Lu Xuanjin just couldn't sleep and wanted to stroll in the yard, but he didn't expect that the patriarch and Chu Yao were also sitting here, looking at her with a smile on their faces.

"Master Patriarch, Yaoyao..."

Song Shiyi leaned over and saw the joy on the faces of the two of them.

"We couldn't sleep, so we asked Lu Xuanjin to bring you out."

The patriarch sighed, fixed his eyes on Song Shiyi, but spoke with the kindness unique to an old man, "Shi Yi, I dreamed that something happened to you..."

"How is it possible, am I not well by Patriarch's side now?"

Hearing this, the patriarch shook his head, "Then can you stay here with the patriarch all the time?"

(End of this chapter)