892: C892 Peach

C892 Peach

"Huh? The fact that the Daolord was able to comprehend so many peach blossoms at such a young age might have something to do with this... "

Uncle Ying returned to his residence, still worried about Daolord Shen's safety. Since he had nothing to do, he couldn't help but want to give his disciple a divination. At first, he felt as though there was an endless fog in front of him preventing him from seeing the child's fate clearly. It was only at night that he managed to produce a clear divination.

"Master, didn't you say that the divination doesn't count? You don't know how to divine for the people around you? Why did it suddenly break this time?"

Qiu Sheng asked in confusion.

"That's right! Master, can you calculate when my peach blossoms will come? I've waited for twenty years. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid my hair will turn white. "

Wen Cai rubbed his sleepy eyes. When he heard the word 'peach blossoms', he suddenly stopped feeling sleepy. He had never been liked by a girl in his life. Even though his reaction was slow, he was still a little anxious.

"Although fortune telling is an unspoken rule of divination, it's not impossible to break it. A Daolord's talent is so high that his master wants to nurture him into a dragon and phoenix at all costs. When the Flying Dragon is in the sky, the Mao Mountain's righteousness will spread to every corner of the world... "

"As for your peach blossoms, I think it's better for you to cultivate properly. Don't think about all these nonsense all day long. Have you forgotten your senior Qiu Sheng's lesson?"

Uncle Ying picked up the cigarette bag and took a deep breath. He then spat out a ring of smoke to relieve his fatigue.

Then, he lightly tapped Wen Cai's head. The two disciples that he had taken in in in his early years were truly a pair of living treasures. Fortunately, he had strictly demanded them from a young age. Now that he had grown up, he had only mastered some martial arts. If they could not even be martial artists, following him in this line of work would probably not even be able to bear the slightest bit of danger.

"Master, why did you hit me on the head!? I'm already stupid enough to begin with... You haven't said when my peach blossoms will come? I'm not good at divination at all..."

Wen Cai rubbed his head and asked in puzzlement.

"Hi! You're really an idiot. Master means that only handsome men like Eldest Senior Brother can have so many peach blossoms. Do you think you can bear so many peach blossoms given to you when you look like this?"

Qiu Sheng could not help but point it out. He and Wen Cai had been fighting since they were young, so it was not taboo for them to joke around.

Wen Cai: "The key is that you also had peach blossoms last time! Although she's a female ghost, her looks are not bad either. I can't compare to Eldest Senior Brother, could it be that I'm still much worse than you..."

Qiu Sheng: "You brat, looks like you're asking for a beating!"

...

While the two disciples were playing around, Uncle Ying looked at the hexagram on the ground and began to think. He silently muttered, "It doesn't matter if there are too many peach blossoms. I'm just afraid that it will become a Peach Blossom Fiend. At that time, it will be a loss of cultivation... Forget it, let's wait for the child to come back and give him a few words of advice! "

...

Jiangdong City. Red Star KTV.

This time, the second son of the Song Corporation, Song Tianming, paid the bill and directly brought everyone to the most luxurious KTV in Jiangdong City. There were a lot of beautiful women gathered here, and there was a series of sports cars parked at the entrance.

Song Tianming was also a prodigal in his early years. All the people here were familiar with his face, and they would stop and respectfully call him Brother Song whenever they met. He was full of poise.

As there were many classmates who came with her, Meng Yao inadvertently turned her head, but she couldn't find the figure of Dao Monarch Shen. That guy had been targeted by many female classmates, and she didn't know which room he had been dragged to...

"Daolord Shen, it's been so long since I last saw you. I didn't expect you to degenerate into such a state..."

Meng Yao didn't know why, but she suddenly felt an intense hatred for Daolord Shen in her heart. Was she really that insignificant in his heart? He didn't even look straight at her. This caused the princess she had raised since she was young to become extremely angry.

"Meng Yao, tonight, I've invited you to perform in one of the top demon academies across the seas. Your favorite performer is also in there. Let's go take a look together!"

Song Tianming had a victorious smile on his mature face as he waved his hand. A group of attendants walked into the private room with a bottle of Royal Cannon in their hands. All the expenses here were paid by the Song Corporation. For someone like him to be able to throw out millions of yuan without blinking after a night of interest was the charm of money.

"Okay, thank you."

Meng Yao squeezed out a dimple on her face and temporarily put down Daolord Shen, focusing on watching the performance...

In another private room, Daolord Shen strenuously pushed aside the few women beside him and squeezed to Wang Wencai's side. This fatty was now sober, and began to destroy the fruit plates on the table. He didn't even have the time to order a song.

"Fatty, if you dare to trick me again, I'll shave off your fat body and light a lamp."1

Daolord Shen picked up a piece of watermelon without any hesitation and began to eat it without caring about his image. Now, only the two of them were his four roommates in the university. Thinking about it, time passed quite quickly. It had been almost a year since he graduated. He was finally on the right track.

"Hi! How would I dare to cheat you!? This time, he was forced by the nurses to the point of being unable to do anything... Oh right, what have you been doing recently? Why do I feel that your temperament has changed?"

Wang Wencai's round eyes rolled around as he smiled apologetically.

He was a sly person who would never offend others, but he was also never reliable.

"How can I tell you!? My current profession is Daoist, the type that helps people catch ghosts."

Daolord Shen took a bite of the watermelon, looked up at the ceiling, and said in all seriousness.

The content came from [Miegu Reading].

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