Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Wuzhenshan Law Enforcement Bureau, meeting room.

Cheng Fan looked at the decoration of the reception room a little, and then sat down in the position arranged by the deputy director.

"Lord, you sit here, the sofa is comfortable here. The

deputy director invited Cheng Fan to take a seat with a smile on his face, and sat on Cheng Fan's left hand side.

This time, the young magistrate learned to be clever, made a new pot of good tea, and brought two cups of tea at the right temperature.

handed it to Cheng Fan first, and then to his teacher, obviously Cheng Fan, an "ordinary Taoist priest", has a higher status in his heart.

Seeing this, the deputy director nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and motioned for him to leave first.

When the apprentice walked away, the deputy director asked Cheng Fan

, "Master, do you need my help with anything?"

Cheng Fan smiled but did not speak, his eyes constantly looking each other up and down.

The deputy director's heart was a little apprehensive, Cheng Fan had always behaved indifferently in front of him, otherworldly, just a standard outsider, a living immortal master.

But the immortal master was looking at him with burning eyes now, and the deputy director's heart was a little empty.

Could it be that he accidentally offended

the immortal master just now? It must be because he thought that the immortal master had accepted Li Meng's group just now, and he said the wrong thing with many mouths.

Just as he began to think nonsense, Cheng Fan slowly spoke:

"Feng Liang, a native of Hengcheng, grew up in Wuzhen Mountain since he was a child and served in the military. He became a law enforcement officer at the age of 26, worked diligently for nearly 15 years, and made no less than 100 contributions..."

Cheng Fan put a bombshell on the occasion and told the life experience of the deputy director.

The deputy director's pupils shook slightly, and he looked at Cheng Fan in surprise.

"How do you know, Lord?"

Many of his experiences are not in the paper archives.

Then I thought about it, Cheng Fan is an immortal, and he can pinch and calculate. Looking at Cheng Fan's eyes, he became more and more respectful.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly and continued:

"But you are over forty years old, but you have not yet started a family. Family and friends are heartbroken about your business. Hundreds of blind dates, but in the end, all of them ended up without a problem..."

Feng Liang, that is, the deputy director. Touching his nose in embarrassment, he was speechless for a while, his toes had already been cut out of the soles of his shoes.

He felt that he was a transparent person in front of the immortal master in front of him, and he couldn't hide any secrets at all.

Even the extremely shameful thing of his blind date hundreds of times was picked up... Taisha is dead.

Cheng Fan looked at him with a smile and said, "Master Feng, you have a heart disease, you have to be cured!" In Cheng Fan's

Tianyan perspective, Feng Liang's head exuded a thick golden light of merit, and there was a red line representing peach blossom luck looming next to him, as if it would disappear at any time.

The most important thing is that his red line is not mixed with any other color, it is very pure.

Cheng Fan also saw that there were many threads near his red line, which represented the woman who had a good impression of him after the blind date.

But Feng Liang hid a person deep in his heart, and that person has always been unforgettable for him.

His red line looms, which also means that his relationship is in jeopardy.

Cheng Fan saw Feng Liang's story through the red line.

Feng Liang and the girl are childhood sweethearts, and the two have no guesses.

The two grew up together, elementary school, junior high school, and high school together, and almost never separated.

When I was in high school, I made a private decision for life.

That year, the two graduated from high school.

Originally, the two agreed to be admitted to the same university together, but Feng Liang's family was poor, and his family had no money for him to go to college.

The same is true for the girl, who was born into a patriarchal family that had no intention of sending her to college.

Naturally, the plan to go to college together was in vain.

coincided with the tide of being a soldier, Feng Liang gritted his teeth and decided to become a soldier.

The girl refused to say yes or dead.

But Feng Liang insisted on going, and he left for many years.

At that time, communication was inconvenient, so he could only write letters, and Feng Liang was assigned to the troops in remote areas, and sometimes he couldn't even send letters.

Feng Liang encountered a special situation in the army again, and he was forbidden to communicate, and he could not return home until he recovered.

As a result, the two completely cut off contact.

It was not until the time of demobilization that he received the letters he had accumulated for several years from the communications station.

The girl complained in the letter that Feng Liang was ruthless and left her alone.

With each letter he read, his heart ached more and more.

In the previous letter, the girl was still talking about her heart.

At the end, the girl gradually gave up, and her pain was written between the lines.

In the last few letters, the girl seemed to have given up completely, and only wrote that Feng Liang would go to her after she returned from demobilization, and left her address.

Feng Liang was very sad in his heart, but he was looking forward to the picture of the reunion of the two on the day of demobilization.

But by the time he went back, the girl was already sitting in someone else's wedding car.

Feng Liang stood in the pouring rain, laughed miserably and watched the girl walk into the wedding hotel, and then ran away in the heavy rain.

......

Feng Liang smiled bitterly, he didn't expect the immortal master to care about his emotional problems.

Do immortals gossip when they're fine

? Pinch your fingers and see which pair of CPs are sweeter?

But Feng Liang only hopes to bury his story in his heart, seal it in the dust, and it is best to be able to forget it for the rest of his life.

But he never could do it.

That's why I use work to numb myself.

That's why the blind date fails every time.

Until now, the women behind the red line are still waiting for his response.

If Cheng Fan didn't interfere, then Feng Liang's red line should be completely broken, connecting the most active one among the many threads.

Maybe that sounds good, but for Feng Liang, there will always be a thorn buried in his heart.

Feng Liang's face was embarrassed, and he directly refused: "I'm really sorry, the Lord is in charge of everything, and this kind of trivial matter will not trouble the Lord Guan..."

There are not many pilgrims on weekdays, and it is relatively deserted.

Especially after the family's milk baby went to kindergarten, Cheng Fan was more idle during the day.

Of course, Cheng Fan knew in his heart that the reason why Feng Liang refused was that he didn't dare to face it.

He had deeply hurt the person in his heart, and he had no face to face it, feeling that the other party hated him and would never forgive him.

But feelings are sometimes like this, the deeper the love, the deeper the hate. In the end, love and hate are entangled, and it is difficult to sort out.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many bitter dramas in this world.

Cheng Fan was not disappointed when he heard this, nodded, stood up and made a gesture.

"Lord, I'm really sorry..."Feng

Liang said apologetically.

Cheng Fan waved his hand slightly and said with a smile: "Marriage can't be forced, but your fate is not completely over." If you need a little answer, come to Dripping View to find me.

Feng Liang was shocked physically and mentally, and his face showed disbelief.

"Isn't it over yet?" he looked

down at his hands.

"I, am I still qualified to face her..."

Feng Liang smiled bitterly, raised his head and found that there was no one in front of him.

With this bowing effort, Cheng Fan had already left.

Cheng Fan's ethereal voice came from his ears: "In the future, don't keep calling me the Lord, call me the Taoist number - Dao Xuan." "