Sang Luo was so angry that he went to the backyard to get a basin of well water and did a simple wash.
Then he walked to the front yard and opened the door.
There was a dark cloud above her head, and the air pressure on her body was also low. It felt really uncomfortable to be urged to get up and go to work.
As soon as the pilgrims waiting in front of the temple saw Sang Luo coming out, they immediately rushed towards him.
"Master, you are finally up. We have been waiting for half an hour."
"Master, you got up too late, didn't you? Didn't you say that you, a Taoist priest, have to get up after five o'clock to do morning lessons?"
"Yes, it's already early for the other Taoist temples to open."
Pilgrims all complained that Sangluo rose late and opened too late.
Sang Luo gave him a cold look, and the pilgrims fell silent instantly.
It was quiet, and she could clearly hear Wuyou digging in the back hill, the crisp sound of the hoe colliding with the pebbles.
Getting up early at five in the morning to do her homework was what she had done thousands of years ago.
You've been tired for thousands of years, why can't you take a break and relax?
"The master's fortune-telling ability is very good. People with such abilities are informal."
Maybe the atmosphere was too awkward, and some people in the crowd started to smooth things over.
After hearing this, Sang Luo felt better.
She walked to the table under the big tree, sat down, and then placed the teapot in her hand firmly.
A pair of small cards called "Five Hexagrams a Day" were laid out and stood in front of the table.
Then, pointing to the open space opposite, "Come and line up, only five people are counted per day."
As soon as Sang Luo finished speaking, a group of people rushed forward. After a long time of pushing and shoving, they finally sorted out the queue.
The first person in line is a girl in her early twenties, with waist-length black hair and lightly swept eyebrows. She looks very delicate and has a girl-next-door temperament.
Song Yun smiled and sat on the futon opposite Sang Luo, crossed his legs and put his hands on the table.
Then he said: "Master, I want to ask you to calculate my fate for me."
Sang Luo glanced at the girl in front of him, smiled and said, "Which marriage do you want to calculate?"
Song Yun's face suddenly turned red, "Master is indeed what he said on the Internet. He is so amazing. Just by looking at me, you can tell that I have more than one boyfriend."
The pilgrims lined up behind Song Yun were dumbfounded when they heard this.
"What? How many boyfriends do you have?"
"Little girls nowadays are quite fierce."
"Beauty, would you like to add a v later?"
After Song Yun heard this, she turned around and looked at the man who was chatting with her, and then said disdainfully:
"No more, you look quite poor."
After being rejected in public, the man was too embarrassed to speak anymore and just lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.
Song Yun turned around and smiled at Sang Luo, "Master, it's like this. I have a total of two boyfriends. I want you to help me calculate which one is better for me to marry?"
Sang Luo shook his head, "Don't marry either of them."
When Song Yun heard Sang Luo's words, he was a little confused, "Master, why is this? One of them is quite rich, a rich second generation. If I marry him, I will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of my life. "
"The other one is my college boyfriend who loves me very much. We have been together for six years and have a deep relationship. Between money and love, I really don't know how to choose."
Having said this, Song Yun paused for a moment, "Let's talk about my second boyfriend. He is a second-generation rich man. He is very handsome when he drives M's top-end sports car with one hand."
Song Yun's eyes were filled with stars as he spoke very excitedly.
"But he's just a bit busy. He spends too little time with me, and often doesn't reply to messages. Unlike the boyfriend I had in college, messages were all answered instantly."
Sang Luo smiled and said, "He is a fake second-generation rich man who rents sports cars. He doesn't spend much time with you. He doesn't reply to your messages because he works in a factory and wants to collect his mobile phone."
After Song Yun heard this, his face turned a little ugly, "How is that possible? He is usually very generous. He also gave me a lot of luxury necklaces. The necklace on my neck and the earrings were all given by him. "
"Fake."
Sang Luo said coldly.
At this time, some pilgrims who were not waiting in line but were watching the excitement came out.
"Sister, do you need me to take a look at it for you? Your earrings and necklaces are from our family. I am the cabinet girl of the C family."
After Song Yun heard this, he immediately stood up, took off the earrings and earrings from his neck, and handed them to the woman standing next to him.
"Sister, can you help me take a look?"
After the woman took Song Yun's earrings and necklace, she looked through them carefully. Within ten seconds, she returned Song Yun's earrings and necklace.
"You are a fake at first sight, not even a high imitation."
"How is this possible?" Song Yun felt anxious for a moment.
The woman continued: "Why did I lie to you? The pendant of our necklace has a total of seven broken diamonds, and yours only has five. And your earrings, there is an auspicious cloud on the back of our earrings. Wen, the back of your earring is smoother than a mirror."
After Song Yun listened, he immediately went to the official website to check the detailed pictures of these two accessories.
Indeed, as the store clerk said, her earrings and necklace looked fake at first glance.
Song Yun's face looked a little ugly. He sat back on the futon and pondered for a moment.
She decided to call and find out.
She took out her mobile phone and dialed boyfriend 2's number.
But no one answered, so she called again and kept calling.
In the locker room of Phu An Electronics Factory, a male worker just came to work.
The cell phone on the table kept ringing, calling again and again.
He was worried that his co-worker had something urgent at home, so he hesitantly took the phone and pressed the connect button.
As soon as the call was connected, Song Yun immediately became excited. She straightened her body, pinched her voice, and said calmly: "Baby, what are you doing? You haven't answered my call for so long. Don't you?" Love me?"
When the man opposite heard Song Yun's series of coquettish words, he couldn't help but tremble with goosebumps on his body. He thought to himself: Liu is so cool, he has found a girlfriend who is so good at coquettishness.
He explained: "No, no! I'm not Da Liu. Da Liu hasn't gotten off work yet! I'm his coworker. You can call him at eight o'clock."
After Song Yun heard this, he hung up the phone with a bang and threw it on the table.
The boy who had just struck up a conversation with her started to taunt her, "Yo yo yo, you think I'm poor, so I found a fake rich second generation myself. I'm laughing so hard."
Song Yun felt that he was in the wrong and was too embarrassed to say anything more, "What about the boyfriend I had in college? Why can't he marry me?"
"He rides two boats."
After Sang Luo finished speaking, he thought for a moment, "It can't be said that he has two legs. It's just that...he is with a rich woman, but the rich woman doesn't regard him as her boyfriend."
Song Yun's face was full of disbelief, "How is it possible? How could this happen?"
Sang Luo sighed, "If you don't believe it, you can go to the Heaven and Earth KTV and order him tonight. He works there."
As soon as Sang Luo said this, the audience burst into laughter.
"This girl is really interesting. She has found two boyfriends, one is a fake rich second generation, and the other is a duck."
Sang Luo also felt that this was really weird. If it were in the live broadcast room, it would definitely be a hot search among netizens again.
Song Yun felt embarrassed and hurriedly left the Taoist temple, preparing to go to the KTV to hang out with his boyfriend that night.
Sang Luo shouted calmly: "The next one."
At this time, a middle-aged woman sat in front of Sang Luo and said, "Master, I'm here to beg you again."
There was a hint of exhaustion in the woman's hoarse voice.
Sang Luo looked up and saw that it was Shengping Pingping who had been to the live broadcast room before.
Sheng Shengping lowered her head and said, "Master, my daughter didn't listen to you and secretly ran away to see that Yin Taohua. She is fine now."
"That male ghost came to pay a betrothal gift and said he wanted to marry my daughter!"
After saying that, Sheng Shengping began to cry.
(End of chapter)
