"Someone took a picture of the cloud changes just now and sent it to the Internet." after the party came down from the wending mountain, Yin Na took out her mobile phone and brushed it, and opened it to the front page of the microblog. Someone forwarded the photo of long fengchengxiang for blessing, and even vowed that his mother gave pocket money just after forwarding the photo.
Isn't it normal for parents to give their children pocket money? It's inexplicable what it has to do with this picture.
"What's online?" Xiang Qiang asked suspiciously. When he opened his mobile phone and saw the microblog with a forwarding volume of more than 3000, he was speechless. "Now these people are really taboos."
"It's quite taboo," Qi Yan, sitting next to him, nodded after reading the whole microblog. "You can't send this microblog at will in the future."
"Why?" Xiang Qiang asked curiously, "because they are suspected of promoting feudal superstition?"
"No," Qi Yan shook his head. "What people say is like an oath. In order to increase the forwarding volume, you say that forwarding this kind of thing will bring good luck. In fact, those pictures have no such effect at all, which will affect your luck."
"Ah?" Xiang Qiang opened his eyes blankly, "will it have an impact?"
"Yes, if someone really believes in forwarding, coincidentally, the wish has come true, indicating that he has really borrowed his fortune," Qi Yan ordered the microblog on the mobile phone screen. "Then who lent him this luck?"
"The blogger who sent this microblog?" Xiang Qiang stammered, "it's scary."
"But generally, no one will really borrow luck," Qi Yan smiled. "Because bloggers are playing and forwarders are playing, there is no so-called luck circulation."
Xiang Qiang touched his forehead: "it sounds scary."
"So this tells us a truth," Qi Yan shook his head. "Men don't promise easily. If they can't do it, the consequences will be more serious."
He nodded to Qiang Shen.
"It seems that Xiao Qi is a good man who keeps his word," because everyone is sitting on the bus, everyone can hear what anyone says. Hao Meili took out several bags of beef jerky from her bag and asked everyone to share it. "No wonder someone asked me if you had a girlfriend last time."
Qi Yan quickly waved his hand: "the famous grass has a master. Thank you."
Everyone on the bus knew that Qi Yan and Cen Baihe were a couple. Now when they saw him like this, they all laughed together: "others are strict with their wives. Master Qi, you are strict with your husband."
Qi Yan was not angry when he was teased by everyone. Instead, he smiled and said, "you should always take care of your lover's emotions."
Everyone joked, but they still recognized Qi Yan's view of love. Even when Hao Meili divided the beef jerky, he caught the most, and the beef jerky was the largest.
"After the success of heaven worship, should we consider starting the array to lead the border?" after eating the beef jerky, Hao Meili mentioned the topic that everyone wanted to mention and didn't want to mention, "when we set up the array, the five of us should choose a place respectively and bring the Dharma protector. Now let's discuss who is responsible for that place.
Originally, they planned to form an array from all over the world. Later, considering the shortage of manpower, they changed to five stations in the southeast, northwest and middle, but this was a great test of their spiritual power.
"Please rest assured that we have contacted many famous masters in China, and they are willing to help," Zhao Zhicheng looked at Qi Yan. "Many of them know Master Qi."
If these heavenly masters don't believe him, at least they will believe master Qi.
Hao Meili nodded and said to Qi Yan, "Xiao Qi, you are the youngest. You choose first."
Qi Yan pointed to the middle of the map, "right here."
"Do you really want to choose here?" Hao Meili looked at her with a look in her eyes. Qi Yan smiled, "yes, right here."
"Mrs. Hao, before Lao Li's words were finished, she was interrupted by Hao Meili.
"OK, that's it." Hao Meili drew a circle where Qi Yan pointed, and then drew a circle in the West. "Then I'll be here. You can divide the other three directions by yourself."
Others in the car saw several heavenly masters in the "sub territory" and didn't dare to talk to them. They could only sit next to them silently and look at them with admiration.
After a while, the five divided their positions. Lao Li looked at Qi Yan and wanted to stop talking, but he still didn't speak.
"First go back to the imperial capital and live for a few days," said Hao Meili. After all, she was old. Even if her spirit was good, she spent so much spiritual power and was a little sleepy. "These days are not suitable."
"When will we wait?" Zhao Zhicheng asked. "Do we need to prepare anything else?"
"You can't prepare what we need," Qi Yan replied on behalf of Hao Meili when she saw that Hao Meili was really tired. "We have to wait for the most popular time."
"The most popular?" Zhao Zhicheng was stunned. "You mean... New Year's Eve?"
"Yes," Qi Yan nodded. "New Year's Eve has the meaning of leaving the old and welcoming the new, mixed with the joy of Chinese League members and the hope for the coming year. No day can be more popular than New Year's Eve."
"Can't you spend New Year's Eve at home this year?"
"We can't live on New Year's Eve, but there are still thousands of families to live on New Year's Eve," Qi Yan yawned. "That's it."
Zhao Zhicheng:
What else can he say?
After the success of offering sacrifices to heaven, several heavenly masters finally realized their wish, that is, traveling with public funds and eating and drinking with public funds. Qi Yan acted as their cameraman, bag carrier and Pathfinder all the way, making several old people have a very happy time.
After everyone got on the plane back to the imperial capital, all the old people had treated him as close as nephews.
CEN Baihe waited outside the airport for a long time. Finally, he heard the radio say that Qi Yan's flight had landed. He waited for a while before he saw Qi Yan come out laughing and talking with several old men and women. Before he could talk to Qi Yan, the old people praised him.
"Your facial features are correct, your body is healthy and blessed," Lao Li nodded to Qi Yan, "your object is very good."
"There is still the appearance of an emperor," old man Wang also came over and looked at it, and some shook his head sadly. "It's a pity that he was born in the wrong era. When he met an owl in a peaceful and prosperous age, he didn't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate."
"Uncle Wang, needless to say." Qi Yan pulled Cen Baihe out of the encirclement and introduced him to the identity of these masters.
After the two sides introduced their identities to each other, Qi Yan looked at the masters with a smile: "our Baihe is also a junior, right?"
"Isn't it just a meeting gift?" Lao Li Tou took it out in his pocket and took out a thumb sized sign. "Cen boy, Xiao Qi, this child usually gives you a headache. This is the meeting gift given to you by your uncle. Don't dislike it."
"Thank you," Cen Baihe said with a smile, "money is very good."
I don't know what wood this card is made of, but it's very greasy in my hand. It's like someone gently touching my heart. It's very comfortable.
"The blessing card made of aloes wood," old man Wang looked at the sign in Cen Baihe's hand, "Lao Li is generous to you."
CEN Baihe didn't quite understand the use of this thing, so he turned to see Qi Yan. Qi Yan shook his hand and motioned to just accept the gift. No problem. This makes Cen Baihe suddenly have the illusion that he will get a gift from his elders when he arrives at his boyfriend's house.
Then he received several meeting gifts. After the arranged drivers and vehicles sent away several heavenly masters, Qi Yancai said to him, "don't lose these good things that money can't ask for."
"Have a good time out?" Cen Baihe took his hand and walked into the car.
"It's OK, but the old men and women are too strong. I can't climb them," said Qi Yan. He was a little discouraged. He lay on Cen Baihe. "And I miss you."
"I miss you too," Cen Baihe said softly. "Go back and take a bath and have a good rest."
CEN Baihe knew that Qi Yan's going out was definitely more than just playing. Thinking of the attitude of the old people just now, he was vaguely clear that these old people might be different from those masters Qian knew before. Otherwise, he wouldn't specially emphasize that the old people gave good things that money can't ask for.
General things can't be bought by the cen family, or money can be given to him. If even money thinks they are good things, it can be seen that money can't necessarily make these things.
"The new year is coming in ten days. We have to prepare new year goods."
Qi Yan's smile brought guilt: "Bai He, I'm sorry, I may not be able to accompany you on New Year's Eve this year."
They couldn't stay together on New Year's Eve in their first year together. How did Qi Yan think and feel sorry for Cen Baihe? He stretched out his hand and hugged Cen Baihe's neck, "I'm sorry."
CEN Baihe's excitement was quenched by cold water, but although he was lost, he still showed a smile: "it's all right. I'll wait for you at home."
Qi Yan put his head against Cen Baihe's chest and listened to the heartbeat from Cen Baihe's chest. He held Cen Baihe's waist tightly without leaving a gap.
Ten days passed quickly. Qi Yan took his coat from Cen Baihe and smiled at him, "well, I should go out."
"I'll see you off," Cen Baihe said involuntarily. "I'll take you to the airport."
"The special group came to meet me at the door," Qi Yan said. "It's cold outside. Don't come out."
CEN Baihe reluctantly smiled and took Qi Yan's hand downstairs. Then he saw Xiang Qiang standing in the living room. Outside the door were several special police in civilian clothes.
"Mr. Cen." Xiang Qiang looked at the strong spring festival atmosphere in the house. Somehow, he always felt that he didn't dare to look directly into Mr. Cen's eyes.
"Good morning, Mr. Xiang," Cen Baihe helped Qi Yan straighten his collar, "have you had breakfast?"
"These cars have been prepared, please rest assured Mr. Cen." Xiang Qiang understood the meaning of this look, that is, care and worry.
"OK." Cen Baihe accompanied Qi Yan out of the door until he was about to step into the car, cen Baihe suddenly grabbed his hand.
"Money."
Qi Yan looked back at him.
"Come back early."
Qi Yan saw that the purple air poured into his body, and his eyes were purple.
"OK."