The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

The old man leaned on crutches and stood tremblingly in the room. Although he had only stood there for half an hour, he was already as anxious as if a century had passed.

By the window, a handsome man was sitting quietly. The cold moonlight passed through the window lattice, casting a cold color on his gentle and jade-like face.

"I remember the first time I met you, you were still a child who was not as tall as your legs."

The old man bowed lightly, "Thank you for your care, our family was able to survive that difficult time."

His cold jade-like fingers rested on the armrest of the armchair. The man stared at the man who bent over and lowered his head, and asked an irrelevant question.

"how old are you?"

"Back to my lord, fifty one."

If the third person was present, it would be difficult to believe this sentence. The old man said that he was fifty-one, but whether it was gray hair or a stooped body, it all showed that he was more like eighty, and the 30 years in between seemed to be taken out of thin air. The same as gone.

The man turned his head, looked at the quiet roof tiles outside, and closed his eyes, "Where is your offering?"

Boom!

The old man knelt down straight and muttered, and it took a long time before he spoke slowly, "My lord, I have an only son who died young, I..."

The old man who worships the gods, but guards himself, steals, and uses the offerings for himself, who has done this wrong thing all his life, can't tell, and just kowtows to the end, "My lord, I will not accept disciples in this life, I will not be greedy for fame, fortune, and wealth, and I will not enter the cycle of reincarnation. It will not be passed on during life, and it will not be reborn after death, and will be enshrined to you forever, please keep him for another 40 years."

His forehead hit the wooden floor with a loud bang.

The man's eyebrows were low, thicker than the night in the deep mountains, "The cycle of life and death is the destiny, if you forcibly reverse the destiny, not only will you lose your lifespan during life, but you will also have no peace after death, why bother?"

The old man kowtowed again, "I beg your lord to have mercy."

The man was silent for a moment, "Go back, let your child live an ordinary life first."

The old man raised his head and wanted to say something, but hesitated for a while, and finally stood up with the help of his crutches. After bowing, he walked out slowly.

When the people went out, Wen Xingzhi propped his forehead, and sighed silently.

Following the movement, the magic circle drawn by the spiritual energy on the wrist also flashed for a moment, which was very eye-catching. Wen Xingzhi stroked the magic circle, thought for a while, and then slowly pressed down.

The clear light flowed, and the tall figure disappeared on the armchair.

Qingshi Lane, on the two-storey small building in the house, Wen Xingzhi opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of the quilt, the fluffy and thick quilt was squatted out of a nest by his hen.

At the other end of the room, Le Xiaoning was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, talking to himself while rummaging through things, "Xiao Xianmao, did you see two stone flakes? The ones that are about the size of your head."

Not under the pile of yellow paper, not in the pile of charms, and still not there when the flower pot is opened.

Le Ning rattled the drawers and cabinet doors, he couldn't figure it out, "Where can it go? I clearly remember to put it on the table."

The snow-white cat eyes moved lightly, thought for a while, and slowly took out the stone flake.

While digging it out, Le Ning suddenly muttered again, "For the grace of saving my life, I promise you with your body. The progress is too fast, and you can still give me a piece of stone."

When chasing "beauties", of course one has to match what one likes. He remembered that when Mr. Wen first saw the stone flakes, he was very interested in those flakes.

Wen Mao Mao Mao's ears trembled, and a little blush appeared in the pointed ears, and silently stuffed the half-dug out stone piece back under the fur on its abdomen.

Le Ning searched for a long time but couldn't find anything, fell down on the bed in frustration, stretched out his hand sideways, and went to get the little fairy cat.

Xuebai Maomao shrank her head subconsciously, her face was very serious.

"What are you running for?" Le Ning thought that Mao Mao was "rejecting and welcoming", after all, the baby fairy cat has been obedient and clingy these two days.

He lay on the quilt, rubbed it to the side, and then stretched out his hand, the little fairy cat reacted even more, stepping on the soft and fluffy quilt with its mangosteen-like furry paw pads, it quickly backed away.

I thought that Le Ning would continue to reach out, Wen Maomao was ready to jump out of bed, but the child didn't move any more, but stared at the quilt pit where it nested,

"Huh? What is this?"

In the puffy quilt bed, there were two neatly folded sheets, and it wasn't a piece of stone that he couldn't find in the room.

Wen Maomao looked at the exposed stone flakes, at Le Ning who squinted his eyes, and then at the stone flakes, for a moment he had a sense of being caught doing bad things in the Shura field.

Just thinking about avoiding the hand, forgetting about the things I just took out...

Le Ning didn't remember that he brought the stone flakes under the bed, but he didn't think so much when he found it.

After all, what bad thoughts could Little Fairy Cat have?

He put the two pieces of stone into the wooden box, then lay down on the bed, took out the phone from under the pillow, and looked at the new friend addition interface as usual.

It is still empty, there is no little red dot+1, and no new friends who jumped out to add information.

Le Ning shrugged his nose, and poked his finger at the screen of the phone, "It's agreed to go back and add me, what's going on with Wen's "big beauty". "

The snow-white cat was struggling to get out of the bed under the fluffy quilt, and almost fell into the quilt bed upon hearing this.

Mao Mao turned her head to Le Ning, her brilliant golden pupils were full of surprise.

what did he call him

Le Ning rolled over on the bed a few times, and was pressing towards this side, unable to dodge in time, Wen Xingzhi had a thought, and instinctively left the puppet possession.

Le Ning turned over and just covered the little cat. He rubbed his forehead against the cat's forehead, eye-to-eye with the cat like a pervert, and the clear golden pupils also looked at him blankly, staring round Round.

Le Ning ruased the cat's head, and kissed it again. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the little fairy cat's eyes were brighter just now, like a long-lasting antique that had been renewed, but now it is gone.

Ding-dong-

The rua cat was happy when a mobile phone alert came suddenly.

Le Ning touched the phone, and a request to add a new friend jumped on the lock screen.

Click to open it, the avatar of the added person is still gray by default, and the ID is Jing Xing Xingzhi, at first glance it is his Mr. Wen.

Le Ning passed in a hurry, first sent an emoji of a stick figure rolling his eyes, and then typed.

Knowing that the mountain is the best: I will add it when I go back!Question loudly.jpg;

Jing Xingxingzhi: Sorry, my fault, I have to deal with some things first when I go back.

Mingzhishan is the best: Forget it, forgive you, who made me so cute.

Looking at the words in the dialog box, Wen Xingzhi seemed to be able to see the child's proud and cocked tail through the screen, and his gloomy mood relaxed a lot for a while.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he was about to go back, when another picture suddenly popped up on the screen.

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: Hey, you need this right, I will bring it next time we meet, I will repay the favor of saving my life!

Mr. Wen's fingers paused as he typed. He had been searching for these stone flakes for nearly a hundred years, but he never expected that the children would give them to him so easily.

After a while, he replied: What if this thing is very important?

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: Then you must need it very much, and I want to give it to you.

Wen Xingzhi looked at the simple message on the interface. He has received thousands of people's prayers, some for health and safety, some for wealth and prosperity. This is the first time he has faced such a straightforward and simple logic. He needs, just give it to him.

This time he paused longer: why?

Le Ning rolled around on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, picked up the cat and squatted on his chest, rua'd the soft cat's head, saw the question that jumped out, and didn't even think about it Just type.

Knowing that Shan is the best: Of course it's because I like you.cute probe.jpg;

The author says:

Advance collection of Kangkang's children's column: "What's wrong with the little gluttonous food!"

Yu Mian transmigrated into a book, and became the cannon fodder fiancé of the marshal of the empire. The original owner and the marshal were stationed in the desolate star, making heaven and earth, and finally died of starvation.

Xiao Taotie Yumian said that it is impossible to starve to death, so how can a big planet be eaten, how can it be possible to starve to death!

When the legion was fighting, he hurried over and knocked out a bunch of beasts with one hoof, "If it's broken, it won't taste good!"

The soldiers who were almost killed by the beast: ...

During the live broadcast, the black fans were overjoyed, waiting for Yu Mian to struggle to survive, "Come on, come on, Yu Mian will peel off his skin if he doesn't die this time."

The little Taotie swallowed the sky, and swallowed the beast in one gulp.

Hiccup... what did you say?

At the beginning, the little Taotie ate meat, and everyone sat and watched the beast recycling machine.

Later, everyone found that the beast that Yu Mian had bombarded with magic was not only purified, but eating it could also suppress the deadly berserk elements, so they all begged him to eat less and sell it separately.

Yu Mian looked at all the comments and couldn't believe it.

Let Taotie eat less?

Don't you think you are going too far?

Dressing like cannon fodder to death from starvation was fine, but Yu Mian slowly discovered that the marshal was actually anorexic.

anorexia? !

Is this a creature that can coexist peacefully with his little glutton!

small theater

When he first arrived in Huangxing, Ji Chen set up rules for Yu Mian,

"As long as you keep yourself safe and stay away from me, 20 stars per month."

Yu Mian, who once worked as a social animal in modern times and whose monthly salary was not enough to eat,

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Hesitating for a second is disrespect for Fanfan!

Little Taotie retreated to the opposite side of the table, with his hooves crossed on the white curly hair on his chest and abdomen, "Do you think this distance is appropriate?"

Later, the marshal wanted to sit on the same sofa,

Yu Mian, who was full every day, was extremely well-behaved, "Wait a minute, I'll make room for you!"

Ji Chen: "Actually, it doesn't have to be that far."

Fierce attack VS disobedient accept