NOVEL SIMPLE The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss
Chapter 11
The father and son of the Wang family thanked each other a thousand times before sending Chu Luo and the others away.
Just as the father and son were about to go home, Wang Chang saw two Taoist priests in Taoist robes, one old and one young.
"Master Yang." Wang Chang recognized that this was Yang Xian, Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple who showed him the address of the grave.
Yang Xian walked over anxiously, "Benefactor Wang, I showed you the wrong address for moving the grave, which is not beautiful for your house. I came here to take a look today."
As he spoke, he looked at the faces of Wang Chang and his son.
He frowned slightly, with doubts on his face, "It's strange, I counted your family's fortune before, because of the relocation of the grave, Ding lost both money."
"But when I looked at it today, I found that your face has not changed, but you are blessed with good luck. It's so weird."
Wang Chang and his son looked at each other, and they were even more convinced of Chu Luo's ability.
Wang Chang told Yang Xian about moving the grave.
When Yang Xian heard this, he was overjoyed, "Someone can tell at a glance that the address of the grave is not suitable for your family. I don't know which expert Wang Benefactor invited?"
In his heart, he silently thought about all the seniors in the Taoist sect with profound Taoism.
Wang Feng smiled and said, "It's Master Chu."
Master Chu?
Surname Chu?
Yang Xian thought for a while, and he didn't seem to have a fellow surnamed Chu in his memory, "I don't know which Taoist master this Master Chu is?"
"It's not a Taoist temple, she's doing a live broadcast on the Internet. I was bored yesterday, so I went into her live broadcast room." Wang Feng succinctly explained the matter of inviting Chu Luo to the live broadcast.
Yang Xian was shocked.
That Master Chu is so young, could it be that he is a liar?
"Benefactor Wang still takes me to see the address of your new grave."
Wang Chang and his son took their master and apprentice there.
"Master Yang, how is it? How about the address of the new grave?" Although he already believed in Chu Luo's ability in his heart, Wang Chang still wanted to get approval from the older Yang Xian.
After all, Master Yang is the master of Qingyun Temple.
Seeing Yang Xian's solemn expression, he worriedly asked: "Is there something wrong with this position?"
Yang Xian shook his head, "There's nothing wrong with this. The location of the grave is very good. It's more suitable for your family than the previous one."
"The location where the grave was moved before was too lucky for your family to hold. But this location is of great benefit to your family. Both Ding and Ding are prosperous, rich and honorable."
When Wang Chang heard it, he was overjoyed instantly, "Really? When the coffin was put down, I felt my eyesight was clear, so it wasn't my illusion."
"It seems that little friend Chu has some skills." Yang Xian thought for a while, and said goodbye to the Wang family and his son.
He left with his apprentice, "Yonger, do you understand the live broadcast that Donor Wang mentioned?"
Chen Yong nodded, "Master, I just asked Wang's son for a live broadcast account, and I also followed him. Once the other party broadcasts live, we will know."
"That's good. Now that the Xuanmen is declining, if it is a genius, it will be a good thing for my Xuanmen."
At the same time, Chu Luo and Song Zhinan were visiting an ancient street.
Song Zhinan parked the car outside, and the two walked in together.
Song Zhinan discovered that he had lived in Jiangcheng for so long, and this was the first time he had discovered this ancient street.
Both sides of the ancient street are quaint, and there are many stalls in front of the door, with fortune-telling words hanging on them, or dream interpretations and the like.
There are also some stalls that display antiques, but they are very different from the antiques in the antique market.
Song Zhinan looked around and saw Chu Luo squatting in front of a stall, looking at the ancient coins on the ground.
Just as the father and son were about to go home, Wang Chang saw two Taoist priests in Taoist robes, one old and one young.
"Master Yang." Wang Chang recognized that this was Yang Xian, Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple who showed him the address of the grave.
Yang Xian walked over anxiously, "Benefactor Wang, I showed you the wrong address for moving the grave, which is not beautiful for your house. I came here to take a look today."
As he spoke, he looked at the faces of Wang Chang and his son.
He frowned slightly, with doubts on his face, "It's strange, I counted your family's fortune before, because of the relocation of the grave, Ding lost both money."
"But when I looked at it today, I found that your face has not changed, but you are blessed with good luck. It's so weird."
Wang Chang and his son looked at each other, and they were even more convinced of Chu Luo's ability.
Wang Chang told Yang Xian about moving the grave.
When Yang Xian heard this, he was overjoyed, "Someone can tell at a glance that the address of the grave is not suitable for your family. I don't know which expert Wang Benefactor invited?"
In his heart, he silently thought about all the seniors in the Taoist sect with profound Taoism.
Wang Feng smiled and said, "It's Master Chu."
Master Chu?
Surname Chu?
Yang Xian thought for a while, and he didn't seem to have a fellow surnamed Chu in his memory, "I don't know which Taoist master this Master Chu is?"
"It's not a Taoist temple, she's doing a live broadcast on the Internet. I was bored yesterday, so I went into her live broadcast room." Wang Feng succinctly explained the matter of inviting Chu Luo to the live broadcast.
Yang Xian was shocked.
That Master Chu is so young, could it be that he is a liar?
"Benefactor Wang still takes me to see the address of your new grave."
Wang Chang and his son took their master and apprentice there.
"Master Yang, how is it? How about the address of the new grave?" Although he already believed in Chu Luo's ability in his heart, Wang Chang still wanted to get approval from the older Yang Xian.
After all, Master Yang is the master of Qingyun Temple.
Seeing Yang Xian's solemn expression, he worriedly asked: "Is there something wrong with this position?"
Yang Xian shook his head, "There's nothing wrong with this. The location of the grave is very good. It's more suitable for your family than the previous one."
"The location where the grave was moved before was too lucky for your family to hold. But this location is of great benefit to your family. Both Ding and Ding are prosperous, rich and honorable."
When Wang Chang heard it, he was overjoyed instantly, "Really? When the coffin was put down, I felt my eyesight was clear, so it wasn't my illusion."
"It seems that little friend Chu has some skills." Yang Xian thought for a while, and said goodbye to the Wang family and his son.
He left with his apprentice, "Yonger, do you understand the live broadcast that Donor Wang mentioned?"
Chen Yong nodded, "Master, I just asked Wang's son for a live broadcast account, and I also followed him. Once the other party broadcasts live, we will know."
"That's good. Now that the Xuanmen is declining, if it is a genius, it will be a good thing for my Xuanmen."
At the same time, Chu Luo and Song Zhinan were visiting an ancient street.
Song Zhinan parked the car outside, and the two walked in together.
Song Zhinan discovered that he had lived in Jiangcheng for so long, and this was the first time he had discovered this ancient street.
Both sides of the ancient street are quaint, and there are many stalls in front of the door, with fortune-telling words hanging on them, or dream interpretations and the like.
There are also some stalls that display antiques, but they are very different from the antiques in the antique market.
Song Zhinan looked around and saw Chu Luo squatting in front of a stall, looking at the ancient coins on the ground.
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