MTL - Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner-Chapter 4 [002] Head Smashed by Mud Bodhisattva (3)

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Grandma may be too shocked, staring at the old priest, speechless.

Yang Zimei glanced at the Taoist priest, and looked at the old bound books on the shelf next to him. He raised his childish face, but asked with an old voice: "Teacher, can you learn the real good luck and avoid evil?" Anti-retrofitting? "

The wonder of the old Taoist eyes deepened.

Such a sentence should never have been spoken by a five-year-old girl, but the fact is that this is the case, what kind of evil child is this?

The old priest bent down, hugged her, walked to the bookshelf, pointed to the line of sermons, "These are all the metaphysical wealth left by our Chinese ancestors, including mountains, medicine, life, Bu, The five systems, if you have a certain practice, can indeed make people avoid evil and change their lives. "

She had been a scammer for more than a decade, but she never really believed in the so-called astrology, thinking that it was just something like her who just casually humped for a meal.

"Divination and divination, Fengshui phase art, aren't they deceiving feudal superstitions?" Yang Zimei couldn't care how others viewed her current age, and continued to ask.

"Feudal superstition?" The old Taoist sneered with a disdainful expression, "True metaphysics is a profound philosophy, combined with the yin and yang harmony of the human body, a mysterious and mysterious knowledge that cannot be explained by science. Theory, with thousands of years of historical development, how can it be said that it is the superstition of the wind family? "

After the old man said this sentence, he felt that what he said was too esoteric. Even the old lady next to him didn't understand what he was talking about. How could he pray for this five-year-old child to understand?

However, he found that the child seemed to understand, blinking a pair of black and bright, but looking at the books on the bookshelf as deep as an adult.

"Okay! I want to learn metaphysics with you!"

Yang Zi nodded, slipped from the arms of the old Taoist priest, and said very seriously.

After experiencing such strange things as rebirth, why can't she believe in the mysterious and mysterious things like metaphysics? Existence is reasonable. Since it can affect the Huaxia people for thousands of years, it is extremely pious to convince it, and it must be reasonable. It must not be like the blind master of his previous life, but he learned a little bit of fur. Money.

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In the last life, there was a well-known fortune teller in City A. Every day, a large number of dignitaries stood in line waiting for his divination and divination. He turned away from evil, and the fees were very expensive. The minimum threshold was 100,000.

This made her extremely envious and jealous. She sat on the street for a day and could not catch a guest. Besides, the amount of money she was willing to give was very small, just a few dollars.

At that time, she couldn't figure out why, for the same reason, the fortune-telling was deceived, how could the treatment be so different?

Now it seems that people may have real talents and real learning, and they can really do their best to avoid misfortunes and guide them to change their lives.

The old priest saw her agree, and was very happy, and couldn't wait to say to her grandmother, "Since this child is going to be a teacher with me, then stay on the mountain in the future. I will take her down the mountain to gather with you when I have time."

Grandma's face was at a loss.

The old Taoist priest represented the living god, and accepted her granddaughter as an apprentice. She wanted to teach the **** Tao or something, which made her happy and worried.

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Yang Zimei thought of her tragic life that began at the age of six. She didn't know if it would change. She wanted to cherish the warmth of her current family relationship, and was really reluctant to leave home.

"Master, I don't want to stay on the mountain all day. I want to be with my family. So, I will get up at six o'clock every morning to study on the mountain and go home in the afternoon." Yang Zimei suggested.

Maybe she is used to her mature words, and the old man no longer looks at her with amazement, but instead treats her as an equal adult. He thinks about it and nods, "Okay, it ’s just that we are profound and profound, It ’s not something you can learn in a day and a half. You usually do n’t go up the mountain, as long as you go home every day to complete the assignments I assigned. ”

Yang Zimei didn't know what he wanted to arrange for his homework, but believed that it must not be difficult for her, so he nodded.

What's more, she also wants to learn some real skills as soon as possible within this year, so that her family can avoid the extinct disaster and rewrite her sad life.

"Can you recognize the words?" Master Taoist pulled the Book of Zhouyi from the bookshelf and asked.

Yang Zi nodded, "I recognize it, but not much!"

"Old god, the child's father is a teacher and can recognize a lot of words." Grandma said aside.

"Okay, today you take this book home and recite it, and ask your father if you don't understand, come to me for what you don't understand!" Master Tao said.

Yang Zimei looked at the thick book with a little sweat, but said nothing and took it over.

If she can change her life, let alone recite a difficult ancient book, even if it is more difficult, she will do it.

"Then at six o'clock in the morning, I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain!" Said the old priest, and sat down on the bed where Yang Zimei was lying.

Grandma pulled Yang Zimei away.

Back home, her mother Huang Xiuli saw the white cloth on her forehead and asked her with a heartache and asked what happened.

Grandma also said things in 151.

"Niu Niu, this is really a disaster, poor Niu Niu!" Huang Xiuli hugged her arms, heartache full of eyes.

Feeling the warmth of mother's love, Yang Zimei's heart gave birth to more nostalgia, and also clasped her mother with little hands.

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