Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

Perhaps Shen Zhinian was living too carefree a life, and not only could God not stand it, but even his master had reached his limit of patience.

Once she went down the mountain alone and asked Fu Guanci to cover for her while she disappeared for a few days. She successfully robbed the evil bandits and almost became the new generation of mountain king.

He Qingyu, who usually turned a blind eye to Shen Zhinian's active behavior, finally couldn't shut up anymore.

He wants to take this monkey away!

Therefore, in the next few years, Shen·Pohou·Zhinian successfully obtained the one-stop service of retreat and self-cultivation, and he was not allowed to come out until the next destined person appeared.

This has laid a solid foundation for the future journey of pretending to be a fairy.

Shen Zhinian: She didn’t really want to cry, really, haha.

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In the early morning, the air in Riyue Valley still seemed moist.

It's the annual time to rush for KPI (bushi) again. In a place where only three people used to live, this time there are several strangers at once.

After they finished taking care of the patient, the group of people waiting outside saw that the second disciple of the miracle doctor went straight away in one direction. No one dared to disturb him, and no matter how curious they were, they could only take this opportunity to observe him briefly.

The young man had a face as white as jade and a tall figure. Under his handsome sword-like brows were a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Deep in his eyes was complete indifference, and there was a hint of coldness in the arrogant young man's spirit for no reason.

It's like the cold sunshine in winter, lazy and indifferent.

The little boy who was almost drowned by the dog back then has grown up to be someone who doesn't look like a good person in just a few years, which makes Shen Zhinian feel very sad.

Fu Guanci: “…”

(The above only represents the personal views of my ancestors and should not be taken seriously.)

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Everyone was amazed at the boy's extraordinary temperament, and at the same time, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.

After all…who would be so proud on the face of a good person while protecting his elbows with both hands?

Do you have to have such a split personality?!

Perhaps because their gazes were too intense, Fu Guanci finally stopped and looked across.

The tall and thin boy just stood there, his figure lengthened by the sunlight half-hidden by the fog, his eyes dark, his voice slow: "What's the matter?"

Several people smiled awkwardly and waved their hands: "It's okay, it's okay..."

I don’t know why, even though they were caught peeking, they ran away feeling scared and wanting to laugh.

Of course, if we ignore the extremely strange braised pork elbow in his hand, this awe-inspiring and dangerous sense of mystery can still be preserved.

Otherwise, why would they run?

Then again, from a certain perspective, it seems like I'm even more curious.

I didn’t expect that the disciple of the miracle doctor only loves big pork elbows. That’s great. Today, I have brought the latest inside information to those of you who don’t have the chance to enter the Sun and Moon Valley.

PS Fu Guanci: It’s over, my reputation has been damaged.

At this time, Fu Guanci didn't know that from now on he would have another character called the Elbow Man.

He retracted his gaze and carefully cast a barrier to protect the dish, to ensure that when Senior Sister enjoyed it, it would still retain its freshly-cooked deliciousness.

As for why not do it directly at senior sister’s residence?

Fu Guanci closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and turned his head in one go, as if he was trying to swallow back the sob that was about to escape from his throat.

It must be that the senior sister thought the smell of cooking fumes was not in line with her style and refused to allow the piles of beautiful clothes in her residence to be marinated with the smell.

Who would have thought that the disciple of the legendary doctor in the rumors was not emitting perfume... Pah! He was not emitting the fragrance of medicine, but the smell of oil smoke?

Logically speaking, when Aotian passes by him every day and smells the fragrance of the food, he would at least sigh and love it even more!

But the reality is, after seeing his unruly appearance before he traveled through time, and then looking at the good family man he is now, Aotian said he didn't know him.

He often glanced at me with a pair of dog eyes, and his squinting eyes revealed strong emotions such as disgust and embarrassment. I usually wish I could stay two meters away from him.

Bah! You are such a dog-eyed guy, you are clearly acting like a dog in front of my senior sister!

Wait…why did he use 'all'?

Gan!

With a heavy heart thinking "How could I be a bootlicker?", Fu Guanci came to Qingwan Courtyard where Shen Zhinian was.

Although it is called a retreat, this place looks like a holy place for vacation. Passing through the moon gate, a fairyland-like backyard appears before your eyes.

Looking up, you can see exquisite pavilions, quiet and beautiful pools and water corridors, and all kinds of exquisite treasures, which are so luxurious that they are astonishing.

In the center of the water corridor, a slender figure can be seen in the distance.

The girl's delicate hands were placed on the stone table, holding a book in her hands. She was wearing a moon-white gauze dress that was faintly visible, shrouded in a cold halo. Her eyes were half-closed, and her eyelashes were condensed with water droplets, like morning dew at dawn.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, the fingertips touching the pages of the book paused slightly.

As if frightened, the book in his palm was freed from its restraints. After a faint sound of pages turning, the low-key yet meaningful cover of the book was revealed.

Fu Guanci's gaze fell upwards following the sound, and saw a few large words written on it - "Dad, I want to perform a ritual on your grave"!

Shen Zhinian: "!!!"

Fu Guanci: “???”

The girl had a pure and beautiful face, but she had a pair of round and upturned cat-like eyes, which were natural, like smoke and ink, moist and full of affection.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was unconsciously slightly open, and his delicate facial features were filled with panic. His performance was so impressive that Fu Guanci was simply amazed.

The two looked at each other, and both were shocked.

Only after seeing the big elbow in Fu Guanci's hand did Shen Zhinian recognize his identity and breathed a sigh of relief.

She calmly put the scattered books in place, and once again looked like the good senior sister who was well-educated and immersed in learning, and smiled.

"Axiang, you're here."

Fu·A fellow villager in a different world·Abbreviated as Axiang·Guanci: Thank you for the nice nickname you gave me, senior sister.

Several years of seclusion finally played a huge role. Look at the image of Senior Sister now... She looks cold and extraordinary. Who could have imagined that she was once a woman who almost became a bandit king?

He is also a bandit king targeted by the government, the kind that has the support of hundreds of people!