Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

He couldn't help but control his selective blindness. He glanced over the book that was full of allusions and whose origin was unknown. Fu Guanci walked forward and skillfully set the table.

This time, he only brought enough for one person. Shen Zhinian asked in confusion, "You don't want to eat?"

Fu Guanci continued to work, helping her cut the whole pork elbow into small pieces that were just right for her to eat. "I just finished my work and Master asked me to stay and eat a little."

"Oh." Shen Zhinian pouted and complained quietly, "I hate eating alone."

"That's true..." Fu Guanci smiled lightly, "Next time I will just refuse!"

Shen Zhinian raised his head, very surprised: "Really?"

Fu Guanci replied confidently: "That must be false."

Shen Zhinian was in seclusion until she was sixteen, and she was still in seclusion after her return. It is not difficult to see how difficult a task it was for her to cultivate her character, even though she only had five days off every two weeks.

However, Fu Guanci was fortunate enough to take a look at the seclusion task assigned to Shen Zhinian by his master.

What the hell, copying Buddhist scriptures and beating wooden fish, he could understand it when they studied fortune-telling together on normal days, but he really couldn’t understand this stuff!

Poor senior sister, if it weren’t for his support, she would even have to eat vegetarian food like a monk...wait?

In all these years, has senior sister ever stopped eating meat even once?

At that moment, Fu Guanci felt as if he had figured out the real purpose of his master's action.

The retreat to cultivate one's character is fake. It makes Shen Zhinian feel like he is staying in school, with limitations. The real thing is that he will not encounter danger in society if he fails to learn all the skills!

Of course, discovering the truth of the matter and having the courage to pierce the window paper are two different things.

He Qingyu had made a harsh statement. If Fu Guanci continued to indulge his senior sister in playing, he would be in trouble!

(Note: The "hell to see" here may mean being hung up and beaten.)

Considering that Fu Guanci's soul is not a real underage person under the age of fifteen, he still has some dignity to save.

As a result, the effect of these harsh words was that the two siblings went from being lazy openly to being lazy in the sneaky way they are now.

It’s okay at normal times, after all, their seemingly sneaky and transparent behavior is all carried out under the master’s nose.

But when he's so busy with patients, he refuses to even have a meal with them. Doesn't it look like he wants to carve the words "No, I'm going to go play with my senior sister later" on his face?

Or they may say inappropriate remarks like, "No, Master. I can't eat when I look at your face!"

No matter which answer he gives, he will suffer disaster. He will expose himself only if he has seen a ghost.

The result of such nonsense was that he was not hung up and beaten by his master, but Fu Guanci was still beaten.

Ha ha.

His smile wasn't a real smile.

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"By the way, there is a more chaotic atmosphere today. Did a lot of people come?" In previous years, there wouldn't be so many people coming throughout the year. No wonder Shen Zhinian became curious this time.

The girl smiled softly, her voice was sweet and ethereal with a special kind of etherealness. She was bathed in the sunlight, and seemed to be flowing with pure white light, which made people unable to take their eyes away.

There was no trace of the heroic spirit that had just been shown when he beat someone to death.

Fu Guanci took a deep breath and felt the back of his head hurt even more.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, not daring to get angry but still saying: "Well, it's a very interesting family."

"No matter how interesting it is, we have to wait until I come back to discuss it in detail."

Shen Zhinian pressed her temples with a headache. Even she herself couldn't get used to the tone of voice that sounded like she was about to ascend to heaven in the next second.

It was all because the scripts she collected last time she went down the mountain were too classic, which made her stay up all night for several nights without sleeping or eating. She chanted "Namo Amitabha" during the day and "Fuck" at night. She was schizophrenic and her voice was a little woozy.

Fu Guanci nodded, first shutting his mouth obediently, then reacting: "???"

"Where are you going?" Where is the retreat you agreed to go on? Aren't you a little too free?

Fu Guanci's voice was full of human questioning: "You are so skilled, have you done many unspeakable things behind my and Master's back?!"

For example, in the dead of night, they sneaked down the mountain without anyone knowing.

Yes, that controversial script!

Shen Zhinian didn't even blink: "What do you mean unspeakable? That's called a white lie!" Tsk, he really knows her too well, he has to find a way to make her an accomplice!

What a fucking white lie.

Fu Guanci was so angry that his voice became louder: "No, I have to go with you!"

Shen Zhinian: “Emm…” Okay, no need to think of a solution.

"Since you've asked sincerely..." Shen Zhinian put his chin on his hand and pretended to be in deep thought, and said with a little distress, "Then I will take you with me reluctantly."

At the end, she would pat him on the shoulder, with a helpless look as if saying, "Although you are a little clingy and naughty, I still spoil you."

Fu Guanci: “…” Why is it that I feel this suffocating feeling of being on a pirate ship?

It turns out that men's sixth sense is also very sharp.

Even though it was protected by the barrier, the wind on the top of the mountain still made people feel cold. Looking at this long-abandoned high wall, it was hard for Senior Sister to find such a place.

Especially when he saw Aotian, who had been missing for a whole day, standing in front of a pile of dirt, with his paws covered in mud and wagging his tail to seek credit.

When I got closer, I could see the dog hole covered by the pile of soil, which perfectly avoided the barrier above the soil.

To be honest, Fu Guanci was completely shocked. He never thought it could be like this!

Or rather, Master probably didn't expect Senior Sister to be so bold.

Fu Guanci lifted his jaw, which was about to drop in shock. He looked at the bully who had successfully raised him from a small dog to a pig over the years, and called out in a subtle tone: "Aotian."

Aotian didn't know that his owner had equated him with a pig, so he nodded his dog head reservedly as a greeting.

The face on the back seat of the bicycle was still the same, just a 45-degree side profile, connected to the round body, and there was no trace of the neck.

Its paws, which were covered with large amounts of mud, were elegantly crossed in front of its body. Looking at its arrogant look, it seemed that it imagined itself to be Roaring Sky Dog.

Fu Guanci closed his eyes immediately after seeing this.

Tsk, you are quite good at dreaming.

Shen Zhinian was very pleased and praised: "Well done, I'll bring you roast suckling pig when I come back!"

At this moment, Aotian was no longer reserved. He circled around Shen Zhinian and started twisting his hips around.

If someone says "Awoo, Awoo", he is most likely shouting, "Fairy, you are my biological father!"

It perfectly illustrates what it means to be a fence-sitter, like "If a stranger gives me candy, she is my parent."

Aotian has fallen.

Fu Guanci thought.

It didn't look like such a dog-licker before. It's the proud king of the dog world, and I'm not kidding.