Although the nun is over 30 years old, her skin is well maintained. She has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth on her beautiful face. She looks really handsome. The only disadvantage is that she has been shaved and has a few eye-catching scars on her head. Her voice is extremely pleasant, but it does not look like the local accent of West China. (First release at the Eight Degree Bar)

Wang Siyu secretly complained that such a pretty woman became a nun. It was really a waste of talent and it was a pity.

Seeing that the pretty nun walked into the house, she was also looking at herself up and down, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes, Wang Siyu hurriedly stood up and said gently: "Master Miaoke, I have long admired Daming, and I came to visit me today."

Miaoke smiled and his eyes fell on Wang Siyu's face with a gentle look. He looked at him for a long time, frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "The donor is so serious, and Pomni is just an ordinary monk. I really can't afford the word "master".

Wang Siyu's eyes fell on her blue-gray coarse monk's robe, and a hint of regret flashed in her eyes. He smiled and said, "Master Miaoke is too humble."

Miaoke smiled sweetly, turned his eyes to Wu Fangzhou, and said softly: "Mayor Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time, can you be fine?"

Wu Fangzhou nodded and said with a smile: "Hello Master, thanks to your advice a few months ago, I have been escaping for a disaster. This time I came here to express my special thanks."

Miaoke pulled the chair and sat opposite the two of them, pursing his red lips slightly, and said lightly: "Mayor Wu was joking, that's just a joke. I can't be taken seriously. Pomni is also an ordinary person. How can he know the past and the future? The so-called guidance is even more impossible to talk about."

Wu Fangzhou didn't care, so he turned to look at Wang Siyu, handed a look, and said with a smile: "Master Miaoke, let me introduce this, this is my cousin who works in the provincial capital. He was not very satisfied with his work at work some time ago, and he planned to change his working environment and go to Minjiang City to develop. He wanted to bother the master and help test his fortune."

Miaoke listened quietly, and an undetectable smile appeared beside her mouth. She touched the cup, drank a sip of tea, and shook her head, "Mayor Wu, don't deceive me. This donor has a very good face and is extremely precious. I guess she is Secretary Wang of Minjiang's new Discipline Inspection Commission, right?"

Wu Fangzhou was stunned. When he was silenced, he pointed his hand at Miaoke and said in a daze: "Be good, great, Master Miaoke, you are so amazing. You don't even ask about your birth date and horoscope. You know the origin of Secretary Wang. It's really unbelievable!"

Wang Siyu looked surprised and was very exaggerated. He didn't seem to be doing a show, and he said half-believingly: "Master Miaoke's eyes are as sharp as a torch, and he really has great powers. He is really well-known."

Miaoke reached out to cover her mouth and giggled. After a while, a hint of cleverness flashed in her eyes and she chuckled: "Secretary Wang, Mayor Wu, it's not that I have any magical powers, but that I had the honor to witness Secretary Wang's style a few days ago, and I still remember it freshly until now."

Wang Siyu was stunned. Some monks couldn't touch their minds. They stared at Miaoke blankly. After thinking hard, they still didn't expect that when had they ever seen this beautiful nun? He frowned slightly and hesitated: "Master Miaoke, have we ever met? Why don't we have any impression of it?"

Miaoke smiled, played with the teacup in his hand, and pondered: "Secretary Wang, the last time I went out and returned, I passed by the Minjiang Heavy Machinery Factory, my car was blocked by roadblocks and could not return. If Secretary Wang had not spoken with generous words and persuaded everyone to remove the roadblocks and restore traffic, we might have to wait for a long time. Speaking of which, Pomni would have to thank Secretary Wang."

Wang Siyu suddenly realized that he remembered what happened that day. At that time, the workers of the heavy machinery factory made trouble and set up roadblocks. There were indeed many vehicles blocking on the road, and a long queue was lined up. However, he did not expect that Master Miaoke was in the nearby car at that time. He smiled embarrassedly and waved his hand and said, "Master, you are just a trivial matter, thank you."

Wu Fangzhou also figured it out at this time, and his expression was a little awkward. After all, that day, he wanted to visit the scene, but was stopped by Li Chen. In desperation, he had to turn off his phone and watch coldly. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he was very disgusted with the situation, but his arm could not twist his thighs. Since Li Chen had finalized some things, he couldn't say anything.

Although he had already explained to Wang Siyu at the dinner table last time, he did not expect that Miaoke mentioned this matter today, and Wu Fangzhou felt a little uncomfortable and hurriedly interrupted: "Master Miaoke, I didn't expect that you had a relationship with Secretary Wang, so you should help test your fortune."

Miaoke smiled mysteriously and said with some reserve: "Mayor Wu, the ups and downs of officialdom are the most unpredictable. Poor Ni has limited cultivation and dare not show his ugly appearance in front of Secretary Wang, so as not to make any deviations in the future and add only laughter."

But Wang Siyu was intrigued, sat up straight, and smiled and said, "Master Miaoke, since you are destined to meet, the master might as well test it at will."

Miaoke saw that he was rude, so Zhan Yan smiled, stood up, walked to the incense table beside him, took a pen, ink, paper and ink, put it on the coffee table, and said lightly: "Secretary Wang, please write your birth date and horoscope, I will reluctantly make it difficult. I will try it last time. If what I said is not accurate, please don't blame Secretary Wang."

Wang Siyu nodded, touched the wolf's brush, dipped it ink, wrote the birthday characters on the paper, put the brush on the inkstone, handed it over with the paper, and smiled and said, "Master Miaoke, just keep your tests safely. Whether it is accurate or not, I won't care, just treat it as entertainment."

Miaoke took the paper, looked at you for a while, frowned again, looked at Wang Siyu with her eyes, pondered for a long time, and suddenly turned around and said, "Mayor Wu, some time ago, Jingxin was always talking about you, she regarded you as a relative. When she came this time, let's sit there."

Wu Fangzhou immediately understood, Miaoke wanted him to avoid it first. Although he was a little reluctant, he stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, Jingxin, this child is really popular. I'll go over there and come back later."

Wang Siyu looked at him out of the door and became uneasy. He looked at Miaoke suspiciously and asked tentatively: "Master Miaoke, is there anything wrong with me?"

Miaoke smiled faintly and shook his head and said, "Secretary Wang doesn't have to be too careful. This is the habit of Poon Ni for many years. When divining, he does not like to have outsiders present, so as not to spread it, which is not good for the victim."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, felt relieved, his eyes fell on her beautiful orchid-like jade hand, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Master Miaoke is still careful and thoughtful."

Miaoke put the paper back on the coffee table, moved his fingers slightly, and after a while, he said leisurely: "Secretary Wang, although you were young and successful, you have suffered a lot of hardships. In my early years, you experienced the pain of separation of flesh and blood and the sudden loss of relatives. Until you were about to be lucky, you encountered a bloody disaster and almost lost your life. After breaking the evil spirit, you will be in a state of great prosperity and appear as a rising star."

Wang Siyu was suddenly shocked, and a cold sweat was squeezed in his palm. He looked at the beautiful nun opposite him, and felt that the other party's eyes were unfathomable and extremely charming, as if he could see his past and future clearly. He took a deep breath, moved his eyes away with difficulty, landed on the coffee table, and said quietly: "Master Miaoke, what about the future?"

Miaoke sighed lightly and frowned and said, "Secretary Wang, have you ever met a master?"

Wang Siyu's heart moved, and immediately thought of Zhou Yaotong, but he deliberately shook his head and said, "No, why, is there any situation?"

Miaoke pondered for a while, then lowered his head, looked at the birth date on the paper, and said in a naughty way: "That's strange, someone has changed your fate."

Wang Siyu was startled, stood up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Have you changed your fate?"

Miaoke nodded slightly and said with a serious expression: "Yes, it must have been changed, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the strangeness."

Wang Siyu immediately had a big head and said with a wry smile: "Master Miaoke, please tell me bluntly, have you changed it... or is it a mess?"

Miaoke frowned slightly and said in embarrassment: "Well... it's naturally very bad!"

Wang Siyu's heart sank, and he slapped the coffee table suddenly and said furiously: "I understand, it must be Zhou Yaotong's fault. I treat him as a friend of my age. He is planning to me behind his back. He catches him another day and will slap him over."

Miaoke was stunned for a moment, with an incredible expression on her face, and stood up, saying in surprise: "Secretary Wang, have you met the person who claims to be Zhou Yaotong?"

Wang Siyu sighed, sat down dejectedly, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, and said weakly: "Yes, it's the old bastard who sets up a stall to deceive people!"

Miaoke suddenly giggled, and the branches trembled. After a while, he turned around and walked to the window, looked at the bronze bell hanging by the east wall, and said lightly: "Secretary Wang, you have been cheated. That person is not Zhou Yaotong at all. He has no bad intentions. He has been crazy for most of his life and likes to make trouble the most."

Wang Siyu frowned and said with a gloomy face: "Master Miaoke, do you know Zhou...that old guy?"

Miaoke smiled slightly and said softly: "Of course we are brothers and sisters. Over the years, he has been cheating outside with my pastoral name and has lived a very happy life."

Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment, looking at the graceful back by the window, and said in disbelief: "Master Miaoke, are you Zhou Yaotong?"

Miaoke pondered for a long time, suddenly sighed and shook his head, "Since he likes it, I will use it. I have already entered the monk. Why bother with the name? Whether it is Zhou Yaotong or Miaoke, even if it is called Amao and Agou, it is actually the same."

Wang Siyu was confused when he heard this, but he still vaguely guessed that there must be some entanglement between the two brothers and sisters that outsiders could not know. It was just that the two were so different in age, so it should not be a relationship between men and women. However, it is difficult to say such things, and the relationship between the senior brothers and sisters is mostly very complicated.

However, he was thinking about the change of his fate at this time, and he was not in the mood to take care of it. He hurriedly took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and unbuttoned the buttons of his collar with a nervous look. After the phone was connected, he deliberately elongated his voice and said, "Is Lao Zhou? I am Wang Siyu."

"I heard it, tell me what's going on, I'm busy!" The old man sat behind the stall, holding half a pencil in his hand, scratching and pulling on a scrap newspaper, and said impatiently. There were three urban management officers in uniform standing opposite him, looking at him with a smirk on his face.

Wang Siyu heard his bad tone and immediately became furious and gritted his teeth and said, "Old bastard, big liar, who asked you to change your fate?"

The old man was also surprised, quickly threw the pencil down, touched it, walked to the *** sign on the corner of the street, and whispered: "Hey, how did you know?"

Seeing that he had admitted it, Wang Siyu was even more angry and frowned and shouted: "Okay, you old bastard, you actually dare to plot against me behind your back!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man shook his head and said, "Boy, don't bite Lu Dongbin. I don't know the good people's hearts. I'm helping you."

Wang Siyu was slightly stunned and hesitated: "What do you say?"

The old man sighed and said indignantly: "You have gained so much love luck for no reason. You boy don't know how to thank me, but instead scold me. You are really ungrateful!"

Wang Siyu's heart suddenly jumped, looked up at Miaoke, and saw that she was still standing by the window in a daze, hurriedly covering her phone, and lowered her voice: "Hey, old man, are you lucky enough to have more love? Are there any adverse side effects?"

The old man frowned slightly and said impatiently: "Why do you ask so many questions? Since you don't like it, it's just broken!"

"You dare!" Wang Siyu raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly, then calmed his tone and said softly: "Old guy, I'm in Qingyun Temple."

The old man sighed, looked at the smashed stall and said helplessly: "I have guessed it. In West China, only Xiaotong can see the trick."

"Slutty!" Wang Siyu snorted in his heart, then lowered his voice: "Old guy, do you want to talk to your junior sister? She is right next to him."

The old man took off his thick glasses, walked to the telephone pole, squatted down, looked at the comprehensive law enforcement vehicle slowly driving away, spat, and said dejectedly: "No need, since you have seen through the world, let her go."

"Hey, don't be so heartless!" Before he finished speaking, the phone was already hung up on the opposite side. Listening to the blind voice of "beep" in his ears, Wang Siyu was stunned, put his phone in his arms, coughed, and explained with a smile: "Master Miaoke, it turned out to be a misunderstanding. I was on the phone with the old guy. He just changed something irrelevant. It was not a problem, and I could still bear it..."

Miaoke smiled faintly and said sadly: "Senior brother is a very good person. When he knew that I was angry and became a monk, he ran over and persuaded me with great sincerity. Unfortunately, I was still too willful at that time and hurt his heart."

Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "No wonder he appeared in West China. I guess he was looking for you. Master Miaoke, are you two having a quarrel, right?"

Miaoke hurriedly denied it and said softly: "Secretary Wang, it's not what you think. We made an appointment to fight a few times. If I lose, I will have to return to secular life. If he loses, he will not be allowed to go to Qingyun Temple again. As a result, I played some tricks and made my senior brother lose face. He is kind-hearted and has no scheming."

After a pause, she brushed the monk's robe again and sighed: "However, although I won, I caused a lot of trouble. People who came to ask for divination flocked to me, and they were very upset."

Wang Siyu nodded and said with a smile: "So that's it. On the way I came, I was still wondering why I had to be so high-profile since I had become a monk. I thought you were also a person who pursued fame and fortune, but I didn't expect there was another hidden story."

A trace of pain flashed in Miaoke's eyes. She held the window frame with her hand and looked into the distance, thinking silently: "I am not, he is. Among the three of us, brothers and sisters, he is the strongest utilitarianism. But is he really happy now?"
Chapter completed!