Zhang Yiming raised his eyebrows. Is this the style of aristocratic family?
Su Jing smiled slightly.
“It’s really rude.”
The Guan family did not inform him in person, which means that they did not fully believe Zhang Yiming.
But this does not mean that Zhang Yiming did not save Guan Xinci.
That's why we have to have a banquet.
Let Su Jing convey it only uses a compromise method.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Guan family invites Zhang Yiming to have a banquet, which is to give Zhang Yiming a face.
If Zhang Yiming refuses without knowing what he wants, it will be Zhang Yiming's problem.
As for who notified it, except for both parties, others will not go into delving into it.
"Are you planning to go?" Su Jing asked.
Zhang Yiming smiled and said:
"Why don't someone invites you to dinner? Go! Of course you have to go!"
The more the other party doesn’t believe it, the more Zhang Yiming wants them to believe it!
"Okay, then we'll see you tonight." Su Jing said.
"You go too?"
"certainly."
Su Jing smiled slightly.
Zhang Yiming's current identity is a guest of the Su family. It is reasonable to invite Zhang Yiming and Su Jing to attend, and Su Jing has a share in what happened yesterday.
"See you tonight!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Youqian, who was lying on the sofa, immediately rubbed his body.
"Go to Guan's house for dinner tonight?"
"Um."
"Brother, please give me a clear idea. Su Jing and Guan Xinci, who do you have the same heart as you?"
Zhu Youqian rubbed his hands and looked gossipy.
This sentence has come to the point.
"What do you think?"
"I thought it was caring for Ci at first, but later when I met Miss Su, I thought that as long as I was a man, I would choose such a woman."
"But yesterday, you really tried your best to Guan Ci. Just your eyes, are you ready now?"
Zhu Youqian pointed to his eyes and then to Zhang Yiming's eyes.
Others don’t know, but Zhu Youqian knows it.
Yesterday, in the morgue of the hospital, Zhang Yiming's golden eyes saved their lives.
I didn't hear Zhang Yiming say that there was something uncomfortable later.
But when Zhu Youqian buried Zhang Yiming in the soil and basking in the sun, Zhang Yiming unconsciously shouted several times that his eyes hurt.
When Zhang Yiming heard Zhu Youqian say this, he was stunned.
Because he really doesn't know.
At that time, he was practicing the Great Nikko in his consciousness.
At the beginning, the heat brought by the Great Ridge mental method really made me uncomfortable, especially the eyes.
But soon, my eyes felt a coolness, and then the discomfort disappeared.
Zhang Yiming remembered what the immortal said yesterday.
He said that vinca could not be overused at the beginning.
It was Zhang Yiming who was careless.
Could it be that I accidentally shouted that my eyes hurt when I was practicing the Great Sun Sutra?
So was that coolness brought to him by the Immortal Lord?
I have to say that the truth is Zhang Yiming.
"Hey, talk."
Zhu Youqian pushed Zhang Yiming in a daze.
"Oh, now it's OK."
Zhang Yiming said.
"You are shining eyes and the Great Nikkei. Why haven't you heard you say it before?"
Zhang Yiming chuckled:
"Tsk, you don't know much! Follow me, there are your benefits."
"I believe this."
Zhu Youqian nodded, otherwise he would not have followed Zhang Yiming in a stern manner.
"By the way, let's teach me the great Nikkei."
Zhu Youqian smiled with a shy face.
"Well……"
Zhang Yiming scratched his head.
I fell asleep as soon as I came back yesterday, which caused him to not have time to communicate with the immortal master, so I was not sure if I could teach Zhu Youqian the Great Nikkyu.
"Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord? Are you here?"
Zhang Yiming started calling now.
"What's the matter?"
Most of the immortals are meditating and practicing, and they will turn off their spiritual consciousness when meditating and practicing.
So he didn't know everything.
Zhang Yiming asked, "Can I teach Zhu Youqian the Great Nikkei?"
The Immortal Lord paused for a while and said:
"No."
"Uh... OK."
Zhang Yiming looked at Zhu Youqian.
"I suddenly remembered that the master who taught me this technique had repeatedly told me not to teach this technique to others, so I'm sorry."
Zhu Youqian looks very disappointed.
"Oh well."
Zhang Yiming hugged Zhu Youqian's neck and scratched his itchy flesh.
"Don't be like this, fat man, I know you saved me yesterday, let's do this, I'll give you a gift, you said, what do you want! Even if you choose, I'm not short of money!"
Zhu Youqian immediately smiled and quickly broke freely and said:
"I didn't mind either. This is my fate. It's my foundation to tell fortunes."
"As the saying goes, there will be gains and losses. If you don't teach me the skills, it may be a good thing. If I learn it, something bad might happen."
People like them are more open about what they are destined to be.
There is no fate, and there is no need to force it.
"Haha, this little fat guy is open to it."
"Yes, this technique is not suitable for him, but I have a good fortune telling ability here. I will teach you now, and you can decide whether to teach others."
The Immortal chuckled.
Then, Zhang Yiming skillfully came to his mind.
Since the Immortal Lord, Zhang Yiming has more or less been able to tell fortunes and fortunes.
He hadn't learned it, it was like an innate ability, and when he was confused, he suddenly jumped out.
However, this ability is still different from Zhu Youqian and orthodox fortune-telling.
But now, after accepting the knowledge in his mind, Zhang Yiming felt that his fortune-telling ability is definitely above Zhu Youqian.
When Zhu Youqian saw Zhang Yiming looking at him, there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly had a cold war.
It seems like something is targeting me.
"Brother, why are you watching me like that?"
Zhu Youqian took his arm and took two steps back, and said in horror:
"Isn't it going to do anything to me?"
"Fatty guy gives you a chance."
Zhang Yiming raised an eyebrow at him and winked.
"I'm not a good person!"
Zhu Youqian was getting goosebumps.
"Ph, what!"
Zhang Yiming slapped Zhu Youqian on the head with a slap.
"I mean, do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
"Ask you as your teacher? You can teach me the Great Sun Scholar?"
Zhu Youqian asked.
Zhang Yiming raised a finger and shook it in front of him.
"You just said that it's not your thing, you can't force it without fate."
"Then what can you teach me?" Zhu Youqian curled his lips.
"What do you think of your ability?"
"Get fortune tellers and see the feng shui of mountains?" Zhu Youqian said.
"That's right! I can make your abilities even more powerful! How about you, why don't you be your teacher?"
Zhang Yiming put his hands on his hips, looking very proud.
It seemed as if he had decided that Zhu Youqian would hold his thighs and beg him to become a disciple.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Youqian just looked at him up and down, then looked at him like a fool.
"It's not that I look down on you. Just this, you are just a fur, what can you teach me?"