Reverse change of hexagram

Listening to the chat content between Su Yuan and Daci Fazang, Yang Qi and Wang Qiutong were completely stunned, and even Lin Chumo was dizzy.

It is hard to imagine that this Buddhist monk, Taoist sect master, has such a "down-to-earth" side.

Imagine the scene of Daci Fazang taking off this outfit, wearing a hip-hop tattoo, shouting at a nightclub, singing "Thunder", and always feels a little weird.

At this time, Su Yuan's cell phone rang, and it was Heizi who called, so he walked to a secluded place.

"Chief Instructor, something happened to my family. Can I take a leave to go back?" Kuroko said arduously.

"What happened? Do you need my help?" Su Yuan frowned slightly. Heizi's character was undoubtedly the critical moment. If he had no choice, he would never make this call.

"It's nothing, it's just...my mother is not in good health."

"The most important thing for family members is to take care of yourself. If the situation is not good, please contact me immediately and I will help you solve it."

"Thank you, the chief instructor, I will solve the problem as soon as possible and return to the team as soon as possible..."

"What's the hurry? If you don't take good care of your family, you will return to the team in a hurry. I will punish you! Did you hear that?!"

"……yes!"

Su Yuan contacted Zhai Hu and said, "Check the situation at Heizi's family. I don't feel that it's a small problem. If you can, you can help me, and if you can solve it, you can't solve it. He refuses to say that you can report it to me as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yuan's eyes moved and saw an old woman in rags looking around blankly. She wanted to talk to some people, but those people completely ignored her, as if she did not exist.

As if he noticed Su Yuan's gaze, the old woman hurried over and said in a trembling voice: "Young man, can you do me a favor?"

"I can't help." Before the old lady finished speaking, Su Yuan turned around and wanted to leave. The old woman hurriedly pulled Su Yuan, her face full of wrinkles and said with sorrow: "I'm separated from my son, I want to find me

Son, but everyone ignored me. I asked the Taoist priests here to tell fortunes, but they didn't seem to see me. No matter what I said, they didn't talk to me. I beg you, can you help me find my son

.”

"Okay." Su Yuan sighed secretly and called Daci Fazang over.

When Daci Fazang saw the old woman for the first time, he looked at Su Yuan and saw Su Yuan nodding. He changed his sign and said to the old woman: "Is the donor counting the family sign?"

"I want to calculate whether I can find my son and his good fortune and good fortune." The old woman said quickly, but found that she was too greedy. She lowered her head slightly and asked in panic: "Master, is this okay?"

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Daci Fazang smiled and nodded, shook the sign, took out a spiritual sign, and said that he would give up the sign, and frowned: "Donor, you are not very good. You are destined to be evil and will be incompatible with your son..."

When the old woman heard this, she immediately covered her face and started crying.

Su Yuan took the spiritual sign in Daci Fazang's hand and smiled at the old woman: "Old lady, this master has not finished speaking yet. Although your fate and your son are bumpy, the fate is not over. The year and fortune will come together, and one day will be

I will meet him and hold my eldest grandson."

The old woman cried with joy and kept bowing to Su Yuan and said, "Thank you, boy, thank you."

As he said that, the old woman wanted to take out the incense money, but Su Yuan pushed her away and smiled: "Since you have already got the result, go back and forth, don't stay outside for too long."

"Thank you, thank you." The old woman nodded gratefully, and her figure gradually became illusory and transparent, disappearing in front of her eyes.

At the same time, the lower sign in Su Yuan's hand emitted a faint light and turned into a upper sign.

Seeing this scene, Daci Fazang chuckled and said, "The people think that I have a lot of hexagrams, but I don't know that you can change the hexagrams and determine the cause and effect than the donor."

Su Yuan shook his head and said, "That aunt is so kind and has not yet ended her life, but because of her miserable life, her soul leaves her body and wanders here. Only you and I can see her here. If I don't help her, she will be done.

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Daci Fazang held his handprint and said, "The Great Compassionate Heavenly Lord of Blessings" and said with a smile: "People only know that there are gods three feet above their heads, but they don't know that gods are around them."

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Suddenly, a sound of pushing came from the hall, and then a man cursed: "What are the reincarnations of all kinds of gods and magical immortals, a bunch of liars who pretend to be gods and ghosts, and you even worship incense. You are really a group of fools!"

"I'm here to smash the situation." Daci Fazang narrowed his eyes and walked over like a fairy spirit.

In the hall, a lame man pushed down the incense burner and pointed at the crowd arrogantly. There were two men and two women around him, all with fierce looks, obviously from the same group.

Someone tried to refute a few words, but was so scared that he was afraid to speak by the man's fierce eyes.

"Pick those paintings for me, and dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, Wu Cruel, it's a little too early!" Wu Cruel pointed to the portrait of Master Sanqing hanging in the hall. Just as the disciple was about to pick them, several Taoist priests hurriedly stopped him and took the lead.

Taoist Zhang said: "Several donors, this is the spiritual body of the Taoist ancestor, you can't touch it!"

"Get out!" Two men stepped forward and kicked the Taoist priest who was blocking it, and went up and punched and kicked it.

The two women were about to pick the portrait, and Taoist Zhang said angrily: "If you do this, you will be punished by God!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Zhang was kicked in the face.

"Wait." Wu Cruzi raised his hand to stop the disciple, limped to Taoist Zhang, and said tragically: "It seems that you don't know how powerful I, Wu Cruzi, are. My Wu Cruzi's hexagram can communicate with others, so you know that the sky and the earth are in the sky.

All things, God, have to be within my calculations, and I will talk to me about God’s punishment? Do you believe it or not, and you can determine your life and death if you go on or off?"

Taoist Zhang's face turned pale, and suddenly he moved his light. Seeing a grimace ring on Wu Crook's hand, his face was filled with horror and said in a lost voice: "Are you a member of the Soul-Gathering Sect?!"

Wu Crooked the corners of his mouth, and several disciples also showed a blowjob. One of the short-haired women said, "It seems that you have some knowledge. Since you know the Soul-Gao Sect, you must know the Soul-Gao Sect leader, the famous Duancan Zhenren, tell you,

He is my master and the venerable in front of you!”

Taoist Zhang's pupils shrank suddenly and his breathing became trembling.

Although the Yu Realm is weak, it is an evil and righteous witch. Some people master extraordinary evil witchcraft and create their own sects and recruit disciples.

Although these sects are not strong, their techniques are strange and witchcraft are endless, so that some stronger sects dare not offend easily. The Soul-Gao Sect is the leading force among them.

The Soul-Gathering Sect and the Taoist Temple have always been like water without plaguing rivers. The two are different from the same place and have no conflict of interest. Why do they suddenly attack them?

Taoist Zhang couldn't figure it out, but he knew that the disaster was coming.

Wu Crooker's technique is extremely evil. Most of the people he targets will suffer a disaster and die.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, donor, you are making a big fuss about Taiqing Temple, what are your doubts to solve?" Daci Fazang walked over with a smile, his Taoist robe moved without wind, his long eyebrows were floating in the air, full of the charm of the fairy style and Taoist bones.

Su Yuan, who followed him, leaned against the door frame and looked at Daci Fazang like this, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

This old guy is really a monk. Taoist priests can switch seamlessly, and they can pretend to be anything.


Chapter completed!