His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Master Dao’s vegetarian food is indeed delicious, with a meaty and salty aroma. Daoist Xu was away, and Daoist Qin came out to chat with Su Zhe.

"Although we can eat meat, we are religious after all. Others think it is right to be vegetarian." Daoist Qin said helplessly, "There is no way, we have also served meat dishes before, and every time we were questioned whether it is an orthodox sect. "

Your name doesn't look serious, Su Zhe silently said something in his heart.

"Have you heard of the Siristaro Club?" Su Zhe showed Qin Daochang the message sent from his mobile phone, "That's it."

"No." Qin Daochang looked at it for a few seconds, frowned and said, "Why is there yin on your phone?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when Su Zhe was mentioned, he immediately became angry, and Xiang Bei, who was eating next to him, cleared his throat a series of times, trying to change the topic as if nothing had happened: "Have you finished eating?"

Su Zhe glared at Xiang Bei, and gave a brief account of what happened in Huangjia Village. Daoist Qin was calm at first, but the more he heard it, his eyes widened, and he was shocked at the end: "You actually made it?"

"It's done." Su Zhe raised his chin at Xiang Bei, "Isn't there a spirit of speech?"

"No, Yanling can't guarantee it either. You've made a mistake about how to use Yanling." Qin Daochang pointed to the north and said, "Yanling does not mean 100% success, and it is also possible that what Yanling said is not successful, so He will die."

"I know this." Su Zhe said.

"You don't understand." Daoist Qin said earnestly, "For example, the gambling spirit you talked about in Huangjia Village, you may have overcome difficulties and fulfilled various preconditions, and then, before the start of the stall, For a moment, a certain condition cannot be fulfilled, just like Lord Yan suddenly doesn’t want to come, so Xiang Bei will die the moment Lord Yan thinks about it.”

Su Zhe was stunned: "Can it still be like this?"

"Yes, the prerequisites don't necessarily mean success." Qin Daochang frowned and looked at Xiang Bei, "Why didn't you say so?"

"I said it." Xiang Bei also looked confused, "Speaking spiritually does not mean that he will succeed."

"Why don't you understand?" Qin Daochang was a little anxious, "There are many factors for an event to happen in this world, and there is rarely a single condition. Maybe your words can correct some things that have deviated from the track. However, as time goes by, there are unexpected events, which suddenly prevent the events in your speech spirit from happening. If you do not modify the speech spirit or the preconditions for the development of things in time, then you will sudden death."

Su Zhe heard his heart pounding: "Didn't you get hurt?"

"It may also be injured, depending on the size of the situation." Qin Daochang said, "In short, you understand, what he said is effect, which needs to be promoted by cause. Cause and effect are conditions for each other, but they cannot be evidence for each other."

When Daoist Qin said this, Su Zhe immediately remembered what the liar great monk said, the son of cause and effect, he is the cause, and going north is the effect. He has not found the answer to this sentence for a long time, so he took advantage of the opportunity to ask.

"I've never heard of it." Daoist Qin gave an unexpected answer, "A Buddhist theory?"

"Is there no such saying in Taoism?" Su Zhe asked unwillingly.

"Of course there is karma, but the son of karma has never heard of it." Daoist Qin denied, "Did you fool you?"

This is not impossible, but Lord Yan also said the same thing, so people can't help thinking about it.Recalling carefully, so far after Su Zhe and Xiang Bei got acquainted, most of Xiang Bei's speech spirits seem to have come true—no, not most of them, but all of them, right?

"Since we met, has your speech spirit ever failed?" Su Zhe asked.

Xiang Bei was stunned for a while, then thought about it and said, "I'm not sure."

"It seems that I have never failed." Su Zhe thought hard for a long time, and said, "Does this mean that there is something between us?"

Or is the speech spirit related to the narration box?

After bidding farewell to Daoist Qin, Su Zhe and Xiangbei were a little bit preoccupied on the way home, and they didn't even have time to answer the WeChat message sent by the chairman of the Tarot Club.It was already midnight when I got home, so I should go to bed after washing up.Su Zhe looked at the other half who sat on the bed naturally in the north, and suddenly felt absurd: I have shared the same bed with this man for a long time, even when we go out, we share the same room without thinking, even if it is not the same bed , but this sense of "just as it should be" has become ingrained.

Su Zhe pushed Xiang Bei and asked, "Do you want to ask the elder who preached the scriptures?"

"It's a preacher." Xiang Bei leaned on the back of the bed and swiped his phone, "I asked."

"How do you say?" Su Zhe cheered up.

"I've never heard of it." Xiang Bei said, "He thinks it might be the great monk who lied."

Su Zhe sat back disappointed, and said hesitantly, "Maybe it's really a lie?"

Xiang Bei put down his phone and texted for a while, then said, "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

It's a bit of a coincidence, but Su Zhe doesn't want to say it.

The two fell asleep after playing with their mobile phones for a while. After lying down, Su Zhe found a narration frame on the ceiling: If this is an arranged fate, what is the difference between it and Yanling?Northward was dismayed at this discovery.

Su Zhe thought about it, and felt that it was very boring. Who doesn't want to control his own life, fate is really something that people can't like.He didn't sleep well this time. He woke up early in the morning and saw that the phone was full of WeChat messages. After opening it, he found several messages from the chairman of the Tarot Club, all of which were business-friendly. He can customize the service according to his needs.

This is a straightforward business activity.

He couldn't sleep anyway, so Su Zhe sent a text message: [I think my fate is bad, is there a way to change it? 】

[Fate is not static. 】The other party's reply is really like that, 【If you need this service, I will recommend a fortune-telling package for you. 】

[What about the price? 】

[Let's meet and chat, you can also come and verify yourself. ] The other party replied.

Su Zhe felt that the other party's routine was really one after another, and he was obviously a veteran, so he didn't agree easily, saying that he would think about it.After getting up to wash, and jogging back, he found that Xiangbei was cleaning up the kitchen stove, stacking one by one, cleaning the stove, and aligning the dishes and chopsticks.

Is it time to go to the north?

Su Zhe was startled by this guess, and then felt a strong sense of reluctance and loneliness in his heart. Fear surged over him like a tide, almost drowning him. After calming down, he felt sorry for himself for having such emotions. Shock.

Am I reluctant to go north?Afraid of losing North?Did I like Up North?

The narration box ran out without losing the opportunity: time will tell.

Su Zhe wanted to tear up the narration frame again, but right now he had more questions, and after hesitating again and again, he said to Xiang Bei: "Why are you sorting these out?"