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After receiving the little cultivator's promise, Jin Weiwei was overjoyed. She immediately thanked the little cultivator. After that, Jin Weiwei chatted with the little Daoist about some things and then left.

The next morning, the gentle light of the morning sun sprinkled onto the ground, bringing a bit of life to this hot soil.

Jin Weiwei was awoken by the Hundred Spirit Bird, he half woke up and stretched lazily, looking like a pet cat.

After putting on his clothes, he casually combed his hair and washed himself. Jin Weiwei then sat on the palanquin and went to the Jia Mi Temple.

Very quickly, Jin Weiwei arrived at Jia Mi Temple.

He looked up and saw the words "Jia Mi Temple" on the plaque. Under the signboard, there was a vermilion door. Inside the door, there were a few monks cleaning the courtyard.

Jin Weiwei lifted his leg and walked in. A while later, he saw an old man. The old man looked kind and friendly, as if he was easy to get along with.

The old man knew who Jin Weiwei was just from looking at his attire.

Jin Weiwei saluted, he had a dignified and proper posture, making it impossible for people to find anything wrong with him.

The old man, who was also the host, hurriedly returned the greeting.

"Many thanks for benefactor's visit. This monk shall be forever grateful."

With that said, the host invited Jin Weiwei to the table and they sat down. The host brewed a good tea and poured Jin Weiwei a cup.

The fragrance of the tea filled the air. Just by smelling it, one would feel that it was a good tea. Jin Weiwei took small sips of tea. She knew very well that she had to drink this tea like water. If that was the case, she would never be able to taste the flavor of the tea.

Therefore, Jin Weiwei changed his reckless personality and sipped on the tea.

This tea was really mentally nurturing. If one was too reckless, it was impossible for one to taste the flavor of the tea. One could only taste the flavor after patiently tasting the tea.

Jin Weiwei was afraid that he would be late, so he drank two cups and thanked the host. He did not chat with the host for long.

The host smiled without saying a word and had people bring him a Go.

The host looked up and looked at Jin Weiwei. Does benefactor know how to play chess? Can you play a game with this monk? "

Jin Weiwei immediately tried to shirk his responsibilities: "Host, this humble woman has never learned how to play chess before, and has never learned how to do so.

The host nodded his head and smiled, "Almsgiver is too modest. His talent is not limited to zither, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Jin Weiwei nodded his head, thinking that it was true. In the modern world, there are many people who do not know how to use music, calligraphy and painting. However, many celebrities become famous in the world through their business mind.

In exchange for hosting a monk to play a game with him. If one stood aside and looked at him, they would be surprised to see that the chessboard had formed a shocking situation.

"The plotter should consider the overall situation and plan his entire network. It was best to have a strong sense of structure. Presumably, Benefactor is not simply thinking of becoming the boss of a grocery store, right? Almsgiver must have a certain level of ambition. "Since that's the case, if Almsgiver wants to build a strong business, you must have a clear and structured network of connections."

Jin Weiwei benefited greatly from listening to what the host said. He felt that this trip was not in vain. She truly discovered that these people were practically otherworldly experts. They knew a lot of things, including this leader. With just a few casual words, they were able to point out people's infatuation.

Once the game of chess was settled, the host won by a single game of chess over the young monk. This chess piece was really praiseworthy. Every chess piece had its uses and was useful for the whole situation. Wasn't this the same for doing things? Every action should be useful, not useless.

After a while, Jin Weiwei thanked the host, and at the same time, offered him a lot of incense.

"Host, this is a little gift from my daughter, I hope that you can kindly accept it."

The host shook his head and smiled without speaking.

"This is just a small gift, I hope that you don't mind."

The host took the oil. Seeing that, Jin Weiwei was satisfied. Unexpectedly, the host took out some silver coins from his sleeves and was about to give it to Jin Weiwei.

Seeing that, Jin Weiwei was shocked. She thought to herself, What kind of logic is this, that the host would have to give the benefactor money?

Jin Weiwei was surprised, and immediately asked the host what was the logic behind it.

"May I ask, Master, why do you give money to my daughter? This doesn't make sense. "

The amiable host laughed, as if he had already guessed that Jin Weiwei would ask this.

"Benefactor, perhaps you do not know, that this humble monk is Absurd Taoist-head's good friend. Last night, the Absurd Taoist-head came to visit and talked to the poor monk about his benefactor. Absurd Taoist-head said that you will definitely visit Jia Mi Temple today. Furthermore, I also said that the oil that Almsgiver gave me was plain oil. I specifically reminded this poor monk that he must take it. "

The host smiled and said, "How can I have eaten the oil of my benefactor for nothing? It's only right for me to give you some silver taels. "

After Jin Weiwei heard this, he finally understood what was going on? After thinking it through, Jin Weiwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry

This was just a small thought, not much at all. To be honest, the reason why this humble woman offered the sesame oil was because she was selfish. This humble girl still wants to rely on your temple to promote this humble girl's oil? This humble daughter has not even had time to express her gratitude, so how can I accept your silver taels? "

With that, Jin Weiwei directly pushed the silver back. When the host heard this, he laughed heartily.

"Well, well, really a nice girl. Then, this humble monk will thank Benefactor. "

The host was smiling so much that his white beard was trembling. He didn't look like he was in charge at all.

The host smiled amiably, a very simple and honest smile. Jin Weiwei's state of mind was infected, and felt that the suffering he had experienced was no longer an issue.

Jin Weiwei's hand had not been retracted, but upon seeing this, the host said: "Sir, may I ask, may I take a look at your hand?"

After Jin Weiwei heard this, he readily agreed.

"Of course you can. Thank you for hosting."

The host took a careful look at the form for Jin Weiwei. The veins on Jin Weiwei's palm were clear, and the host was able to easily see the state Jin Weiwei's hand was in.

The host sighed when he saw this. It seemed that he was sighing something.

Seeing that, Jin Weiwei immediately asked the host: "May I ask, what does this humble woman's hand mean? Please preside over the analysis. "

The host stroked his grizzled beard and said somewhat regretfully, "Sir, your path ahead is dangerous. Be careful." The cause and effect of a descendant shall be decided by the Heavens. It shall not be forced, nor forced. "

After Jin Weiwei heard this, he was slightly taken aback. How could the host say that he was so unlucky?

Jin Weiwei thanked the host and went back with a face full of worry.