She's waiting for me there.

Chen Hanlin's only concern now is Chen Yun.

When he heard this, he was really panicked.

Many people in this Taoist temple know his name, after all, he is a frequent visitor.

However, he had never told other Taoists about Chen Yun, not even mentioning his name, and he was very sure of that.

But now I heard these two words from a Taoist monk with white eyebrows, whom I had never met before.

It's really unbelievable.

The two sat at the table. Taoist Baimei looked at him and explained, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

"Oh." Chen Hanlin looked at him carefully and found that he still couldn't see his face clearly, and his doubts became even greater.

"really not."

"Oh."

"I'm here to help you."

"Oh."

"Oh what? Can you please stop looking at me with such suspicion?"

Taoist Baimei had already been somewhat broken by his distrustful and scrutinizing gaze.

Seeing that he was anxious, Chen Hanlin felt relieved.

After all, no villain can be seen through. Although this old Taoist doesn't look very smart, he probably has no bad intentions.

"What did you mean by that sentence you just said?"

Taoist Baimei looked at his serious expression and his mind calmed down.

He handed over the lottery box and said, "Let's draw a lot first."

Chen Hanlin reached out and took one out at random, took a look at it, and frowned slightly.

Sign under.

This is not a good sign.

"Is there any explanation for this, right..."

Then he saw Taoist Baimei take the bamboo sticks and throw them back into the stick box in front of him, shaking it a few times.

"Come on, let's draw a lot first?"

Chen Hanlin widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

I've heard that Taoists don't pay attention to details, but this is too...

You seem to be stuck on a bug here.

Do you think that, as I just said, the lot you drew doesn’t count?

Go ahead, he's the one who interprets the fortune anyway, so whatever he says is what it is.

He reached out and drew another lot, then took a look at it.

Sign under.

Before he could say anything, Taoist Baimei snatched it away.

He said calmly, "Let's draw a lot first."

Chen Hanlin took another cigarette without hesitation.

After taking a look, his face turned ugly.

Sign under.

Just when Chen Hanlin wanted to put the bamboo sticks back into the stick holder, the old Taoist stopped him.

After taking the bamboo stick, he put it aside.

"Let's draw a lot first."

Chen Hanlin's eyes lit up and he looked at the old Taoist with approval.

This person can get along well and adapt.

The multipliers of the best lots in the fortune stick box have all been raised. It seems that this has been done a lot.

Draw lots.

I don't believe that this time I will get a bad sign.

Then......

Sign under.

This time Chen Hanlin was really anxious.

"Is there something wrong with your lottery box? Come here, give it to me and I'll smash it and replace it with a new one."

"Fellow Taoist, please be patient."

"Wow!"

The bamboo sticks were poured out and the old Taoist lined them up in a row.

Afraid that Chen Hanlin couldn't see the words clearly, she was very considerate and placed the bottom of the bamboo stick facing him.

"Let's draw a lot first." His tone was still so calm, as if he was doing something very ordinary.

"..."

Chen Hanlin was stunned for a few seconds and looked up at Taoist Baimei.

This has gone beyond the scope of a card bug. You have simply enabled perspective and locked the camera.

How can I not get this?

He picked a good lot and handed it over.

"Haha, fellow Daoist is indeed not an ordinary person. He actually drew the first of the best lots."

Chen Hanlin stared at him without saying anything.

Why do I always feel like he is laughing at me?

And there is no such thing as a first-place lottery. I’ve never even heard of it.

I'm afraid you're not the only one who says this.

“Is this a good lot?”

"Of course, your future luck will be affected by it and will become better."

Chen Yun raised his eyebrows: "Qiyun? What does that mean?"

"Qiyun doesn't just refer to luck; it also includes career and family. It's like the ancient... never mind, that's getting off topic. Anyway, it's pretty impressive."

"Okay, since you've already cheated, you can explain it any way you want. Now let's talk about my son's problem. What did you mean by that sentence just now?"

This is Chen Hanlin's real purpose. No matter what this old Taoist wants to do, if he doesn't find out clearly, he will not feel at ease even if he leaves.

"This is also the issue I called you to discuss. If you really go looking for your deceased wife, Chen Yun will be doomed to eternal damnation."

"You, how did you know?"

This time Chen Hanlin was really scared, his eyes were full of shock.

It takes some time to find out the son's name.

But he was the only one who knew about the suicide, and now that it came out from another person's mouth, it was a bit mysterious.

The look in his eyes changed when he looked at Taoist Baimei.

This guy is really something. Could it be that he really figured it out through fortune-telling?

The Taoist continued, "Now your luck can influence your son's fate. At least he will have a good ending."

"A happy death?"

After hearing this, I felt terrible. According to what you said, I have such great luck, but you told me that you can only ensure that my son has a good end.

Then why do I need such a useless thing?

Seeing the change on his face, Taoist Baimei hurriedly explained: "Of course, if you wish, you can also transfer some of your Qi to Chen Yun, so that his future destiny will change."

"How much can you give?"

"It depends on how much you want to give. It's usually calculated on an annual basis. You can..."

"I'm all in."

Before he could finish, Chen Hanlin said with a serious expression, and it was obvious that he had taken it seriously.

The truth of this matter is actually not important. Parents will not miss any opportunity to change their children's destiny, even if it is metaphysical.

"No." Taoist Baimei shook his head and counted with his fingers.

"Ten years. The limit I can do is that Chen Yun will take over your destiny in ten years."

"Can't we order it earlier? Five years, how about five years?"

"No."

"Six years?"

"No."

"Six and a half years. No turning back. It's settled."

Taoist Baimei said unhappily, "No."

It feels like I'm selling vegetables to you here. There's no room for bargaining.

Also, do you think the timeline you experienced is correct?

If Chen Yun could arrive at this timeline now, do you think I would be willing to make the plan?

I'm so tired, and it's not easy to fool your family.

Really...

......

(PS: There is another chapter in the evening.)