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"The Book of Changes", "Phase Art", "Liu Ren Lesson", "Five Elements of the Episode", "Tuibei Tu", "Yuan Tiangang's Song of Bone Calling", "Fa Xiang Book", "Ma Yi Fa Method", "Ice Mirror", "Liu Zhuang Fa Method", "On the Bones and the Episode", "Taiqing Shenjian", "Taiyi Zhao Nerve", "Records in the Yuebo Cave", "Yuan Guan Zhao Shen Bureau"...

Yang Zimei, who had been a charlatan in her previous life, is not unfamiliar with these titles. She knows that they are all books on physiognomy. However, these books are so profound that she never thought of reading them.

Crack!

The door was pushed open, and the old Taoist priest and grandma with an anxious look in.

When grandma saw her open her eyes, she hurriedly walked over and held her hand, "Niu Niu, does her head still hurt?"

Yang Zimei reached out and touched his forehead.

A piece of white cloth was wrapped around his forehead, and it was still painful. I remembered that before I fainted, I was hit on my forehead by a jade bottle from the clay Buddha.

I am really unlucky. If I bow to the Bodhisattva carefully, I will have problems. Even if I am reborn, my life will still be full of cups!

"Grandma, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry."

She smiled slightly at her grandmother and teased casually, "Maybe the Bodhisattva blames me for not being pious enough, so she hit my forehead."

When she said this, grandma was shocked and hurriedly put her palms together, closed her eyes and prayed fiercely, "Good luck, please forgive Niu Niu's childhood words. She is unintentional. If you want to blame me, I am willing to take care of all the sins for her."

Hearing grandma's prayer, Yang Zimei's heart surged with another warm feeling.

This is her grandmother, the grandmother she loves. How could she endure her leaving her in a year?

No!

Absolutely not!

Her eyes were on the old Taoist priest beside her.

The old Taoist priest looked at her thoughtfully with his glassy pupils, unable to hide his surprise. He was obviously a five-year-old girl, but his eyes were vicissitudes and mature and sad. He just asked her birthday and horoscope, trying to infer her fortune, but found that everything was very messy and could not calculate anything at all. It seemed that her future and destiny was like chaos waiting to be developed, unable to see and touch it thoroughly. This was a fate he had never seen before.

Also, the Bodhisattva's clay body he had just checked yesterday, and there was no damage at all, so why did it hit her head? Moreover, the jade bottle miraculously disappeared, the clay Buddha's hand was gone, and there were no fragments on the ground, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

He lived to be 113 years old and never saw such an incredible phenomenon that was difficult to explain.

What's going on with this girl?

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"This old lady, I want to discuss something with you."

Grandma is a devout believer, so the old Taoist priest is equal to the same status as the old god in her mind. When she heard something to say, she hurriedly replied, "Old god, please say something if you have something to say."

"Your granddaughter is very talented. I like her very much. I want to accept her as my disciple and inherit my Taoist tradition. I wonder if the old lady agrees?" The old Taoist priest looked at her grandmother earnestly and said.

The old Taoist priest wants to accept himself as his disciple?

Yang Zimei was very surprised and blurted out, "I don't want to be a Taoist nun!"

"Wuliang, the Heavenly Lord, has the truth in his heart. There is no need to worry about his identity. I have been looking for a suitable inheritor. I hope you can accept it." The old Taoist priest looked at Yang Zi's eyebrows and said.

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Chapter completed!