With the fortune teller's cowardly nature, any thought of avenging himself is absolutely nonsense. This guy probably saw the opportunity and immediately ran away with oil on his feet, and then found that he had become the God of Fragrance, in Jianshan Mountain.

The fortress became prosperous, and then eagerly came to seek refuge.

It's just that the situation in Yaoshen Valley and Yaowang City at that time was indeed as he said. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and people from Baicao Hall might cause trouble for him, trying to make guys like Shen Shuanzi turn into steel warriors and stay in Yaoshen.

The battle of wits and courage between Wang Cheng and Baicaotang would be difficult, just like asking a fish to learn to climb a tree. It is basically impossible.

Wang Wuyin glanced at the fortune teller who was crying with tears and snot in his nose. In fact, he was not angry with the fortune teller in his heart, but he couldn't give him a good look. He had to pick him up and give him a beating, otherwise this old guy would be slippery at any time.

If it looks like a greased loach, that won't work either.

It's just that after he became the God of Incense, he was actually worshiped with a portrait hanging by someone who made incense on the Ancestral God Planet. This was a bit beyond Wang Wuyin's expectation. He went to the Ruyi Incense Shop two days ago and didn't see Old Man Qi hanging it.

Pay homage to his portrait, cough cough cough...

"Tell me, how have you been living in Jianshan Fortress for more than a year?" Wang Wuyin asked casually while eating, "With your temperament, you probably don't have the ability to kill any monsters to make money.

Bar?"

Speaking of this, the fortune teller cried even more sadly, "I will set up a stall outside and tell people's fortunes in restaurants and tea shops to earn some hard money..."

"What's going on with those bruises on your face? Why are there both old and new ones?"

The divine fortune teller suddenly had a bitter look on his face, "The business of fortune telling is too difficult. Sometimes it's not possible to tell the truth or lie. A few days ago, a big man came to me to tell fortunes. I told the truth, and I predicted that the big man would have a bloody disaster. Then

He said that I was talking nonsense and was cursing him. Not only did he not give me any money, he also beat me up in anger. Later, a man came to tell fortunes. I saw that he was in a bloody disaster, but I didn't dare to tell him. I just told him to pay attention.

Unexpectedly, he was injured when he went out to hunt monsters and had trouble traveling. He came back to trouble me, saying that I cheated him of money, and beat me again..."

Wang Wuyin suppressed his laughter, "Ahem, then you can go to Fire Crow Castle to find me. Have you gone?"

"I went. I went as soon as I came to Jianshan Fortress. I went and told you that I knew you, but the guards outside Fire Crow Castle looked at me like this and thought I was a liar. They wanted to take advantage of you before you came back. They couldn't confirm it.

Because of my identity, I was chased away by showing off, cheating, eating and drinking, and I was unwilling to go there twice more. I met a cold-faced evil spirit named Du in Fire Crow Castle. That guy thought I was a liar and was very angry.

, in order to ruin your reputation as the sect master, you also took Fire Crow Castle as a scapegoat. They wanted to catch me, throw me into the prison of Fire Crow Castle, lock me up and torture me. I managed to escape with great difficulty, and I will not dare to go to Fire Crow Castle in the future.

Already..."

"Okay, be careful not to touch my body with tears, nose, and snot. You deserve it..." Wang Wuyin kicked the magician and said with a serious face, "Stand up, I will give you a memory this time.

Let me remember it for you first. If there is a next time, I will deal with you according to the rules of the house. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Sect Master... Sect Master is not angry with me anymore..." Shen Shuanzi raised his eyes, stared at Wang Wuyin cautiously, and looked at Wang Wuyin's face.

"If I'm angry with you, can I scrape two ounces of oil from you, or can I find a few copper coins from you? You have the reputation of being a divine calculator, but do you know that there are many things in this world that do not rely on calculation?

, but the heart, do you understand..."

"I understand, I understand. From now on, I will be absolutely devoted to the sect master. I will never have any second thoughts. When the sect master tells me to go east, I will never go west. When the sect master tells me to stand up, I will never squat down..."

With tears in his eyes, he swore and swore, and he graciously took the opportunity to stand up, looked at Wang Wuyuan, and then at the table full of delicacies. His eyes were straight, he swallowed his saliva wildly, and his throat couldn't stop shaking.

"How many days have you not eaten?" Wang Wuyin glanced at him.

"Five...five days...I ate a piece of cake five days ago..."

"Okay, I can't eat this table of food. I'm already full. You can sit down and eat by yourself. After eating, go take a shower and tidy up. Otherwise, if you follow me like this, everyone will think you are a liar.

..." As Wang Wuyin spoke, he stood up and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

"Thank you, Master...Thank you, Master..." The fortune teller was so happy that he didn't even have time to wash his hands. Like a starving ghost reincarnated, he grabbed a piece of braised venison on the table that was overflowing with sauce, and gnawed it without caring.

He got up and gnawed until his mouth and face were covered with sauce. Before he finished eating the venison in this hand, he took a spoon with the other hand to scoop up the Shiquanzhen delicacy soup on the table. It looked like

Like a starving ghost reincarnated...

Arriving at the door of the restaurant, Wang Wuyin clapped his hands, and then two beautiful maids appeared in front of him. Wang Wuyin pointed at the fortune teller in the restaurant who wanted to lie down on the table and eat, "When he finishes eating, take him to wash

Take a bath, change your clothes, tidy up, and come see me again!"

"yes!"

"Ask the person who posted the name card just now to come to the living room. I will meet her in the living room..."

"yes!"

…

The Liuli Palace where Wang Wuyin lived was very large, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands square meters. He came to the living room and just sat down and took a few sips of tea when the maid from the Liuli Palace brought Mu Wanjun in.

We haven't seen each other for two years, but Mu Wanjun's figure is still so hot, and the big areas are still as big, without losing shape at all. On the contrary, Mu Wanjun's temperament has undergone some changes compared to two years ago, and there is no such smoky look.

She had a charming posture, but applied a thin layer of fat, painted an elegant and delicate light makeup, had picturesque eyebrows, wore a long green skirt, and the collar under her neck was tightly wrapped, no more beautiful scenery was leaked, it was like a different person

Just the same, at first glance, it looks more solemn and elegant.

"Mu Wanjun pays homage to the benefactor..." Mu Wanjun, like the divine fortune teller, came in and saw Wang Wuyuan sitting on the chair, so she knelt down in front of Wang Wuyuan, bowed down Yingying, and gave a big salute.

The eyes that were full of autumn waves were suddenly filled with moisture, and big tears fell down.

Wang Wuyin glanced at Mu Wanjun, who was kneeling in front of him. Her long skirt was touching the floor and blooming under her body, like a green peony in front of him. Looking at that face again, it was like a pear blossom carrying rain.

, people are more delicate than flowers, and they can be picked off with their hands. His eyes fell from Mu Wanjun's face, and when he saw the two towering peaks under her collar that almost burst her dress, Wang Wuyin's little heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

Twice, he quickly looked away.

In fact, compared to women who are open and exposed, women who know how to be subtle and restrain their beauty will be more likely to inspire men's desire to conquer. The latter will give people the feeling of being more advanced and worth investing in.

Mu Wanjun has really changed a lot.

"Okay, get up, stop kneeling, I'm not dead yet, and don't call me my benefactor. We were just friends at the beginning. Speaking of kindness, I still want to thank you. It's been two years, and I still can't help you."

You can think of going to mourn me every day, and let me receive your two years of incense in vain..." After Wang Wuyin came to Liuli Palace and inquired about it, he found out that in the two years since he was missing, the woman Mu Wanjun,

Every day he went to the Firecrow Castle to light wax and burn incense to commemorate himself, so he only saw that scene when he returned to the Firecrow Castle before. This woman was considered to be affectionate and righteous.

"My benefactor made incense for me, cured my illness, taught me the righteousness of incense, and rekindled my kindness. If I hadn't met my benefactor, Wan Jun wouldn't have known how miserable he would be today. I thought that my benefactor was in Qian Sheng Cave.

Something happened in the accident, and Wan Jun has made up his mind to stay at Jianshan Fortress to pay homage to his benefactor. He will never leave. When he learned that his benefactor was back, Wan Jun was overjoyed and determined to follow his benefactor forever.

I am a slave and a maidservant, and I am at the mercy of my benefactor. As long as Wan Jun can see his benefactor every day, I will be satisfied. I ask my benefactor to do it!" Mu Wanjun said, bowed down again, touched his forehead to the ground, and knelt down.

In front of Wang Wuyin.

"Miss Wanjun is the master of the Fengxiang Pavilion. Her skills and cultivation are outstanding. She has a great future and a splendid life. How can she be my slave? I can't do it, I can't do it..." Wang Wuyin shook his head quickly.

Mu Wanjun suddenly raised his head and glanced at Wang Wuyin with tearful eyes, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, then without saying anything, he bit his teeth and suddenly a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and then

He stabbed hard towards his heart without any hesitation...

Damn it!

What is this for?

Fortunately, Wang Wuyin had quick eyesight and quick hands. Just when the tip of the sharp dagger in Mu Wanjun's hand had just landed on the clothes on her chest, Wang Wuyin grabbed her wrist, and with a flick of his finger, Mu Wanjun's hand was

The dagger dinged and was shattered by Wang Wuyin in the air, flying out of Mu Wanjun's hand. Wang Wuyin glared at Mu Wanjun, "Miss Wanjun, what are you doing?"

Mu Wanjun looked at Wang Wuyin, smiled sadly, and tears rolled down her face, "Wanjun knows that she has a humble appearance and a low status. Even if she is willing to commit herself as a slave and work as a maid, it is difficult for her to be in the eyes of her benefactor.

The benefactor despises Wan Jun, so what’s the point of Wan Jun’s life? It’s better to cut open his heart and liver in front of the benefactor, and let the benefactor see the traces of Wan Jun’s heart before he dies. He is still pure and sincere..."

"You are just fooling around. What do you mean by dying like this?" Wang Wuyin was a little angry.

"Before coming here, Wanjun had given Fengxiang Pavilion to her best friend and had no plans to go back. However, Wanjun still had a bit of luck in her heart, thinking that she could become a benefactor's slave and always serve around her. Now this luck is gone.

, What's the point of Wanjun's life? Since the benefactor doesn't like Wanjun's death, then Wanjun will leave. Wanjun will listen to the benefactor and not die. In the future, he will find a deserted place, shave his head, become a monk, and live in the world.

Isolated, with green lights and cold incense every day, I chant sutras and pray for my benefactor..."
Chapter completed!