Piano

Chapter 25 The third tenth point of the groove belly is destined!
"Haha, very predestined, very predestined!" Chen Yingsheng laughed loudly, "Pindao has not seen such a predestined relationship with Xiaoguan as Master Lan Fu for a long time."

"Speaking of which, Master Lan Fu once asked for a protective talisman from Pindao back then, saying that he wanted to bring it to his disobedient daughter—but I don't know if my little friend received that talisman later."

"Uh, let's put it this way... four years ago when I first came to Daicheng, old...my father indeed asked someone to bring back two things for this junior," Lan Xuesheng was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and raised her eyebrows embarrassingly. Scratching his head with his hands, "But I had a heated argument with him at that time, and I didn't really want to look at the things he sent, so I just stuffed the small box into the cabinet."

"I'm sorry, Daoist Chen, this junior really didn't know that the amulet on his head was an amulet invited from you-I'll find it right now!"

"Hey~ It's okay, it's okay," Chen Yingsheng stroked his beard with a smile, "Miss Lan, that talisman was delivered to you before, but you stuffed it into the cabinet casually, which means that your fate with this talisman has not yet come. It deserves to be pressed into the bottom of the cabinet."

"Now that fate is here, if you take it out again, it just happens to be a fulfilled destiny—since it is a fulfilled destiny, why do you have to apologize to Pindao specifically, girl?"

"Chen Daochang's thoughts are really open-minded and transparent." Lan Xuesheng looked solemn, looked at Chen Yingsheng with admiration, and then opened her mouth after deliberation, "It's just Chen Daochang, the younger generation still has something unclear, and I want to talk too much about it. -"

"The 'very predestined relationship'...what kind of predestined relationship is, the younger generation doesn't quite understand."

"Hey, listen to that old bull nose talking nonsense with you." Feng Xi, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't hold back a sneer when he heard this, "He has a fate of one hundred thousand. —”

"I see the attitude he just mentioned about your father. Your father probably spent at least fifteen or sixteen years in the hands of this profiteer."

"One, one fate, one hundred thousand?!" Lan Xuesheng trembled and stared at the corners of her lips in astonishment——Heaven and earth conscience, her little broken piano shop may not be able to earn so much in a single season!

"Hi~ Brother Feng, you are always so straightforward, and you don't leave any room for the poor." Chen Yingsheng waved his hands, and turned to smile calmly at Lan Xuesheng, "Miss Lan, Brother Feng What you said just now is correct, Pindao is indeed a one-hundred-thousand place."

"My father spent about three times when he asked for talismans in Pindao, and then he bought back some calming things one after another. Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of things, and he has given us the creation of Yaoshan Temple The income of the fifteen predestined relationship is probably based on a poor way of speaking, your father and Xiaoguan are very predestined."

"Haha, it's very good~ what's the fate—" the old Taoist stroked his beard and shook his head, slowly drawing out his tone.

Lan Xuesheng was frightened by his apparent greed for money, and was at a loss for words for a while, not knowing what to say.

Just... are you monks playing so wildly?

Lan Xuesheng's eyes were dazed, and she secretly picked at the corner of her clothes with her fingers unnaturally.

Seeing this, Feng Xi hurriedly gave a fake cough and left the topic: "Cough, well, Old Daoist Chen, I don't have time to talk to you about this today, let's leave as soon as we get the documents, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and twigs grow wildly."

"Is the car, water tank, fishing net and other things ready? Didn't you say that you will pack the follow-up this time?"

"Damn, Mr. Feng, what you said is not very authentic. Don't you know the rules of the poor?" Chen Yingsheng smacked his lips, and shook his head pretendingly after speaking, "Fate has arrived , everything is easy to say."

"So, what kind of car and Internet are you worried about, as well as edited videos and modeling animations that may be used later, Pindao asked his apprentices to work overtime to prepare them - now the car is downstairs, ready to go at any time can go."

"Okay, then let's go now." Feng Xi nodded, turned her head to signal Lan Xue to change quickly, and leaned over to pick up Xiqin, which she had put away early.

Chen Yingsheng looked at her movements and frowned slightly: "Big brother changed the violin case, why didn't you look at Fellow Daoist Yong and Fellow Daoist Hu today?"

"The last violin case was carried on my back for decades, and the straps were all rotten. I didn't bother to fix it, so I just bought a new one." Feng Xi looked calmly, "As for Ah Si and You Hu—the one who just finished cleaning the house, Go back to rest when you're tired; the other one is simply afraid that you will pluck his hair again."

"Oh, that's really a pity." Chen Yingsheng sighed after hearing this, and reached out his hand to take out a whisk from a corner of his coat, "Pindao's whisk is bald, and I wanted to ask Fellow Daoist Hu to give up two more manes." Mao, it’s time to make up the dust for the poor.”

"Then you came a bit late." Feng Xi shrugged, "I just plucked the mane on Yuhu's head two days ago, and the short hair that just grew back may not be able to make up for Fuchen."

"It doesn't matter if you can't mend the whisk, there are still two bald long fronts (writing brushes) in the poor Taoist temple..." Chen Yingsheng had a deep meaning, and gave Feng Xi a "you understand" look.

"That's easy to say, you can give me a [-]% discount next time you do something, and when you come back later, I can help you find out this idiot who doesn't want to see people." Feng Xi raised his hand and casually brushed off his sleeves.

"It's [-]% off, [-]% off at most." Chen Yingsheng grinned, "Master Feng, this small business of ours only cares about fate, not affection—don't make things too difficult for Xiaodao."

"[-]% off, just [-]% off, it's a deal." Feng Xi nodded. In fact, she thought that Chen Yingsheng could give her a [-]% off at most. Let out a [-]% profit.

"In that case, Pindao will thank the big brother for his success." Chen Yingsheng cupped his hands with a smile.

Seeing this, Feng Xi was about to raise her eyebrows and say, "You're welcome, anyway, I'm not the one who got squeezed", not wanting that Shu Hu, who was shrunk in the piano, would make a fuss first.

"No, wait a minute, what's the matter with you two? My beast didn't even show up, so you two combined and sold it to me!"

"Yaoshou, there is no reason for heaven, no animal rights, and some Qins are relying on themselves to hold on to the beast's life, and she will not do the Qin business!" Zhuhu Gui cried and howled, "Feng Laoxi, I advise you to be kind!"

"Shut up, I don't need kindness with you." Feng Xi sneered, and sealed its mouth manually with a formula.

——For many years, she didn't slap it to death, which is her greatest kindness!

Feng Xi cursed silently, then leaned against the door frame silently and waited for Lan Xue's voice.

When the two of them tidied up and went downstairs together, Chen Yingsheng's apprentice had already dozed off waiting outside the gate, and several of them threw themselves through the car window, and they could even catch a glimpse of the drool that was about to droop three feet from his lips.

Not to mention, I slept soundly.

Lan Xuesheng raised her eyebrows, and subconsciously turned her eyes to glance at the car logo.

The moment her eyes touched the red car logo, an undercurrent surged uncontrollably in her pupils.

She thought that for such a money-hungry old man, the transportation car would have four circles even if it was not divided into thirds. How could she have imagined that it was just a national magic car that could never be seen——

Five 〇 macro 〇.

　Chen Yingsheng, the second shadow in Shuhu's heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)