Si Mingjing did not stay in the classroom late at night for a long time.

The campus card was lost late at night, and he asked his classmates to borrow a campus card for Si Mingjing.

Si Mingjing took the campus card and went directly to the Library of Imperial Capital University.

On the third floor of the library is the newspaper collection library. Si Mingjing buried himself in the old newspaper piled up like a mountain and looked through it one by one.

After two classes late at night, I came to look for her and asked her what she was looking for.

Si Mingjing said: "Look at it casually."

It's dark in the night. Is there anyone who can just look at it? Is there anyone who can read it one by one like you?

Yeshen thought that his sister-in-law treated him as an outsider.

He volunteered: "Sister Mingjing, if you encounter any difficulties, I will help you. You probably don't know that these newspapers have electronic versions. Just search in front of the computer and you can find them immediately. What are you looking for?"

Si Mingjing did not answer.

She really just took a look at it casually, and there was no specific search target. Moreover, she read old newspapers from sixty or seventy years ago, and she specialized in reading gossip and bloody content, as if she was an old rural lady, obsessed with the Zhang family and the Li family's shortcomings.

"Late at night, can the emperor have a more famous fortune teller?"

"Yes, Master Huixian of Daying Temple is very accurate in fortune-telling. He is respected by the powerful people in the imperial capital. Many noble ladies in the family want to ask Master Huixian to help calculate when they marry and have children. My grandmother believes in Master Huixian's words. The incense money he gives to Daying Temple every year is enough for me to buy two sports cars."

Si Mingjing raised his head from the fragrance of the newspaper: "Then is it easy to buy him?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Just give him money and let him tell lies."

Yeshen understood and shook his head and said, "That's absolutely impossible. Master Huixian is highly respected and cherishes his reputation."

Si Mingjing Fengmou Weiwei Weiwei: "There is no one in this world who cannot be bought. The price offered is not enough to touch people's hearts. What does Master Huixian desire the most?"

"This is really impossible. Sister-in-law, believe me. Master Huixian has seen through the world for a long time. I think what such a person most desires is to ascense ascension, and nothing else can impress him."

Si Mingjing is unwilling to give up. How can I know if I don’t try it?

"After I'll see it for another two hours, you can take me to Daying Temple for a walk."

"You have to read for two more hours? Although there is Yan Ruyu in the book, with my brother, what else do you want to find?"

Si Mingjing's face turned dark when he thought of the bastard who stole the fragrance last night.

"Don't mention your brother to me."

I touched my nose late at night: "Then I will call my grandma. She donated so much incense money to Daying Temple every year. If you really ask Master Huixian for help, maybe my grandma can convince him."

Si Mingjing nodded: "Then you fight."

I walked out late at night and called.

After calling Mrs. Ye, Yesun sent a message to his brother: "Brother, my sister-in-law insisted that I take her to Daying Temple to bribe Master Huixian. I said that Master Huixian could not buy it, but she didn't believe it. What do you think you should do?"

Mo Yinhe replied with three words: "I understand."

Concise and concise.

Ten minutes later, another one was posted: "Okay."

"Ah? What does it mean?"

Mo Yinhe returned another one: "Take her there."

Yesun exclaimed, his brother won’t be able to deal with Master Huixian, right?

I was half-believing and half-doubting in the middle of the night.

Two hours later, I drove Si Mingjing to Daying Temple.

Daying Temple is located in the suburbs of the imperial capital, with a large number of tourist attractions and many tourists.

The two walked through a wooden sign door that "tourists are not allowed to enter" and came to the backyard of Daying Temple where Daying Temple is not open to the public.

Late night boasted: "My grandma has already greeted Master Huixian, otherwise we wouldn't be able to enter this backyard."

Si Mingjing nodded: "I want to thank the old lady when I look back."

The thousand-year-old ancient temple is simple and profound. Even the ginkgo trees in front of the house look like old men who have experienced the years, looking at them with a kind face.

Si Mingjing stopped under the ginkgo tree, and his heart seemed to be blown away by the forest wind.

Late at night, he told her: "The ginkgo tree has a history of five or six hundred years. Every November, when the leaves of the ginkgo tree turn golden, Daying Temple will become a tourist destination for tourists from all over the country to check in. It is beautiful, but it is also very smelly and the taste is so scent."

I smelled it once late at night, but I didn’t want to come again.

Si Mingjing was a little curious, what kind of beauty was that?

At this time, a thin old man with white hair walked over with a smile, with a wine gourd around his waist. The smell of wine had not dissipated, and he had a fairy-like spirit.

"I heard that Ye Xiaoshi was mainly asking me to tell fortunes?"

He was a monk but he didn't shaved his head.

He was a monk, but he had just finished drinking sake.

It seems that the common rules of the world can no longer restrain him.

Master Huixian is already 105 years old. At his age, his pace is still vigorous, which is rare.

He didn't restrain himself. He ate meat every day and drank alcohol when he was in a hurry, because he had cultivated enough fame over the years. Even if he was inappropriate, no one dared to blame him. Instead, he felt that his true nature was worthy of being a Taoist monk.

After Master Huixian approached, he clasped his wrist and touched his bones.

While touching the bones, he shook his head: "The donor Ye Xiao was destined to be in conflict recently, which is very bad, very bad."

I immediately pulled my hand back.

"Master, don't curse me. I'm so stupid. Where did you get the sign of great evil? You might as well say that I'm the fate of Tiansha Lone Star. You must find a girl with the most yin and purest marriage to change her fate and turn bad luck into good luck."

Master Huixian thought about something.

His eyes fell on Si Mingjing next to the night, stroked his white beard and smiled like a fairy-like smile.

"Although it is a sign of great danger when the donor Ye Xiao met a noble person recently, as long as the noble person takes action, he will definitely turn bad luck into good luck."

Yeshen smiled: "I knew that it was all performed on TV, and that noble person was my real name, right?"

Master Huixian picked up the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip of sake. Master Ruoyu shook his head: "No, no, this woman is unattainable, you are not worthy."

puff……

"Master, your mouth is too poisonous, right?

And you, a great monk, is it really good to drink in front of us?

At least you found a place where no one was drinking secretly. If you hung the wine gourd directly on your waist, are you afraid that others wouldn't know that you were breaking the precept?"

I feel unhappy late at night, and I have to find fault if I don’t feel unhappy.

"Drinking alcohol to strengthen your body. How can I drive away the cold if I don't drink alcohol?" Master Huixian said with great tribute.

Si Mingjing stood beside him and smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Master, I'm asking you to tell fortunes, why don't you touch my bones?"

But Master Huixian pretended to be profound and shook his head: "The old monk dare not count the girl's life."

The night asked: "Why is this? I don't want to tell fortunes. You have to calculate it for me. My niece-in-law wants to calculate it but you don't. Master, you are drunk and haven't woken up yet?"
Chapter completed!