Reiki revived, they want me to save the world!

Chapter 54
Muyan sat at the table and studied for a long time.

Knowing that old man He had transmitted voices to them in the yard and asked them to go out for dinner, she reluctantly put down the book in her hand.

These contents are obscure and difficult to understand at first glance, but after reading a lot, you can find some interesting things.

Anyway, Muyan liked to read it quite a bit, but Zhu Yu couldn't read it after turning a few pages.

"Master, in a few days, I want to set up a stall in the antique street in the city."

After the meal, Muyan told Old Man He about her plan while packing her things.

"Because of the bet you made with Lao Zhang, right? Yanyan, don't feel pressured, the business of face-to-face interviewing requires talent."

Old man He rarely speaks softly.

Muyan felt a little flattered, and she was very high-spirited and unbelieving.

She patted her chest and promised Master.

"Master, just wait and see my good news. I will definitely learn old man Zhang's housekeeping skills."

Seeing Muyan's high-spirited look, old man He didn't say anything to hurt her.

This night, Muyan got a good night's sleep, and finally didn't have to fight until the early hours of the night.

The next day, the moment Muyan opened her eyes, she was still a little dazed, as if suddenly relaxed and unburdened, like in a dream.

The sky outside was still a bit dark, it was just before dawn, Muyan tidied herself up, went into the kitchen early, and cooked breakfast for her master and younger brother.

Everyone in Izumo Temple has mastered the skill of cooking, but whether it tastes good or not is another matter.

Muyan cooked a bowl of spinach porridge, for ordinary spinach porridge, the spinach is chopped and added to the porridge.

The spinach porridge cooked by Muyan was not. She squeezed the spinach into juice and added it to the porridge.

The porridge, which was originally white and glutinous, instantly turned into a shiny green color. Looking at this color, Mu Yan felt very satisfied, she likes green.

She put the cooked porridge on the stone table outside to cool, and then went for a run, completely unaware that the originally green porridge had turned brown.

And Old Man He, who got up and washed up and was about to eat breakfast, looked at the brown porridge on the stone table, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

But after thinking about it, he sat down and took a few sips. Although it didn't look very good, it didn't taste very good.

Muyan ran around and came back to see Master sitting in front of the stone table with a somewhat speechless expression on her face, she didn't know what happened.

So she greeted the old man with a relaxed expression.

"Master, morning!"

After it was over, without waiting for old man He to respond to her, he went back to his room to take a shower.

When Muyan came out refreshed, old man He was no longer in the yard.

Muyan finished her breakfast in a good mood, then fetched water to irrigate the flowers and plants in the yard, and went back to her room to read.

She placed an order online for a billboard to be used for setting up a stall. On it was the words she wrote after thinking carefully for a long time: ancestral fortune-telling secret technique, no money is not allowed.

It will take two days to arrive, and she is going to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily for the next few days, read the book again, check for omissions and make up for vacancies.

Seriously, time always passes quickly. The doorman called her and asked her to go to the gate of the community to pick up the courier. You know, as a poor ghost, she rarely places an order online, so she doesn't need to check the order. Everyone knew it was her billboard.

After answering the phone, Muyan went back to the room to tidy up a bit, hugged Da Mao, carried a small backpack, and left.

Old man He was lying on the rocking chair, looking at Muyan's leaving back, looking a little dazed.

Muyan here quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain, quickly took a taxi, returned to the community, picked up her courier, and hurried home.

If you want to ask her why she needs to take a taxi, heh, because the bus to Izumo Mountain is only available in the morning.

Wherever she walked, she could always hear the murmurs of old men and old ladies.

"This doll looks strong, so happy."

The corners of Mu Yan's lips twitched, and she quickened her pace to go home.

Early the next morning, Muyan took the bus to Antique Street.

The antique street in City C is actually quite close to Izumo Mountain. After all, Izumo Mountain is a good place with a lot of aura.

People who love antiques will more or less care about these metaphysical things, and always feel that it is better to be near Izumo Mountain.

And the people in the Antique Street opened quite early.

Muyan has actually been to Antique Street once, but she has a deep memory of this place, because many things here involve ghosts, gods, and metaphysics.

Most of the serious antiques are not particularly clean. There are too few antiques that can be clean from beginning to end without any bad things.

So there are quite a lot of fortune-telling and fortune-telling stalls in this place.

When Muyan moved a small table and took her billboard to Antique Street, there was almost no room left.

She was young, with sharp eyes and quick hands. She just saw an empty seat, and squeezed in with a big stride. After putting down her things, she looked at a bearded man standing in front of her and staring.

She had seen this person a long time ago, but his movements were not as fast as Muyan's, according to the rules of the world, first come, first served.

Muyan raised her eyebrows at the bearded man, tilted her head to the side, looked at the bearded man from the corner of her eyes, and looked like a villain.

Seeing Muyan's expression of not wanting to be beaten, the man with the moustache clenched his fists at his side, thought for a while, then let go, and thought about it again, let's clenched tightly, this girl is so annoying !
The man with the mustache was still in front of Muyan's booth and didn't leave. Muyan didn't care about him, and opened the folding table on his own, then took out a piece of red cloth from his backpack, spread it on the table, and placed it diagonally in front of the booth. Billboards were erected.

When she was doing these things, the man with the mustache didn't move, and stood by and watched her do it.

She didn't care what the bearded man thought, and took out the sticks and sticks, blank talisman paper, cinnabar and pens that she had prepared long ago, and put them on the table one by one.

When the man with the mustache saw the words on Muyan's billboard, he sneered, but he felt bored seeing that Muyan ignored him.

"Fortune-telling? Numerology involves a wide range of things, and it can't be calculated overnight. Fate can change with people's mood and environment. The most important factor is the person himself. If one mistake, the whole game will be lost. This is the reason, every choice a person makes affects the whole body.”

He complained about Muyan in his mind, but he didn't say it out. Seeing this girl's arrogant appearance was too much to be beaten, he just wanted to see her deflated and make a fool of herself.

After thinking about it carefully, he walked to the back of Muyan's booth and stood behind Muyan, ready to see how Muyan made a fool of herself.

He took out his ponytail, and just sat straight behind Muyan, still sitting upright, neither speaking nor moving, looking from afar, he looked like Muyan's bodyguard.

(End of this chapter)