The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

When spring returns to the earth, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

In the spring of Wangzi Mountain, it is the season for tourists to go out again.

When people pass by the door of Wu Jun's house, they always habitually look inside through the door, wondering if they will be lucky enough to meet Wu Jun to open the door and give someone a fortune-telling.

Fortunately, everyone can see Wu Jun sitting on a big rock. Unfortunately, he is like a sculpture, motionless despite the wind and rain.

The master is indeed an expert.

People who are familiar with Wu Jun couldn't help but have such thoughts in their hearts.

If other people have such great skills and so much money, I am afraid that they have already started to enjoy life, and maybe even the high-profile planes have been bought.

But Wu Jun is still the same as before, feeling that nothing has changed.

The same yard remains unchanged, the same clothes have been worn for a few years, and it is really admirable from the bottom of my heart that I have to insist on such a painstaking practice.

Moreover, I heard that the headquarters building of Xizhilin has been selected in Xilin City, and construction is about to start.

Now the whole world knows that the vegetables of Westwood are not ordinary things. Long-term consumption can have the effect of strengthening the body and preventing all diseases.

And all this was brought by Wu Jun.

Having such a master is not only a blessing for Xilin City, but also a blessing for China as a whole.

Therefore, the people who passed by looked at Wu Jun's figure, they were full of sincere respect, and no one disturbed him cleanly.

Wu Jun didn't know the thoughts of the tourists, he was already immersed in the world of deducing destiny, and he could no longer extricate himself.

He thought it was so interesting.

Countless variables are added together, how many chances and misses, how much luck and regret, how much expectation and destiny... This is a complete life of a person.

But in his sea of ​​knowledge, these are all condensed into an extremely complex picture, and every line and every node that meets is indispensable.

After deduction for this period of time, he discovered that the reason why the Ping An Talisman can change the destiny of people is because it merges and interferes with this picture scroll. Feng Shui Stone's principle is the same, but the coverage is wider and the function is stronger.

He felt that if he continued to deduct it like this, everything the system gave him could all be linked together.

So the destiny of Lao Niu has been deduced ten years later, but he has not stopped, but is still going on.

He not only wants to infer all the destiny of Lao Niu, but also prepares to take it to the next level, wanting to infer the future destiny of the entire China and even the entire earth.

Only by continuously expanding the scope and increasing the difficulty can all things be integrated and achieved.

Seeing him sitting there intoxicated, sitting there for more than a month, Zou Hai and others did not bother him.

During these hours, everyone has been discussing how to make Wu Jun stay longer.

Now there are still the qualifications to make a wish, as well as Fang Heng, Yang Longjun, Lao Niu, Yiwan, Hou Yongping, Jiang Ziyan and the old monk, seven people and seven wishes.

However, the old Niu and the old monk are older, and they are more open-minded.

Although Fang Heng hopes that Master can stay for a while, he also hopes that Master can achieve greater success, so he is not prepared to make any excessive demands.

Yang Longjun, Iwan, and Hou Yongping knew their relationship with Wu Jun and couldn't make too difficult wishes.

Therefore, Zou Hai and Fan Peng can only pin their last hope on Jiang Ziyan.

But Jiang Ziyan didn't know what she should say. Her greatest wish was to travel the world and eat and drink for the rest of her life. That was enough.

And these two small wishes can be easily accomplished by her herself.

"Is it really impossible?" Zou Hai and Fan Peng sighed at the same time, "Could it be that you just watched him go like this?"

"So what else?"

Zou Hai looked at Jiang Ziyan, and asked Jiang Ziyan to confess to Wu Jun and let him pay for his old age.

But in the end, this idea was denied, let alone Wu Jun's promise or not, this kind of wish is also very difficult for Jiang Ziyan.

"Then do it whatever you want," Zou Haidao, "but you have to think clearly, once Wu Jun is gone, if there is anything else in the future, we will have to carry it."

Everyone nodded their heads. Everyone had already thought about this very thoroughly.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

After they followed Wu Jun and got so many benefits, it is right for them to contribute some strength in the future.

As for what to do if you encounter something that can't be solved, just let it happen.

Do your best and have a clear conscience.

And everyone believed that Wu Jun would not let this happen.

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, and in a blink of an eye, winter comes again.

Zou Hai and others gathered together again, and while preparing for the New Year, they started discussing Wu Jun again.

He has been sitting there for almost a year!

It has been motionless for a year, exposed to the sun, rain, and thunder and nectar, even if it is a sculpture, a layer of skin has been weathered!

"Have you noticed," Zou Haidao, "it seems that Wu Jun is not there, and we have slowly adapted to it."

Yes, everyone nodded.

At first everyone was a little uncomfortable, but then they got used to it.

"Do you think he did it on purpose?" Zou Hai asked, "Intentionally using this method, let us get used to it first, and when he is about to leave, we won't feel uncomfortable."

"You think too much."

At this moment Wu Jun finally opened his eyes and said.

The dark pupils are as deep as the background of the Universe, and in this boundless darkness, there seem to be countless stars flickering.

Everyone just looked at his eyes and knew that he had made great progress this year.

Sighing in his heart, Zou Hai smiled and said, "Are you finally willing to say something?"

Wu Jun smiled and jumped off the stone. Over the past year, he has deduced too many things. Not only the people around him, but the fate of China and the whole world in the next hundred years are already in his sea of ​​knowledge.

"Fifth-level Feng Shui Stone..." Although he didn't want to ask this question, Fan Peng couldn't help it. "How's it going?"

"No." Wu Jun shook his head.

"no?"

Everyone was taken aback, feeling a bit complicated.

There are some regrets, but more are happy.

If it doesn't work, he can continue to sit down here.

"I don't plan to do the fifth-level Feng Shui stone." Wu Jun said, "I will do the sixth-level directly."

sixth-level?

Everyone looked at each other, Wu Jun was really...very unexpected.

After sitting for a year, I skipped the grade directly.

Upon hearing this news, Van Peng was both happy and dissatisfied.

I am happy that he will be able to see the sixth-level Feng Shui stone in the future. What is dissatisfied is that Wu Jun can skip the level, but he can't do it!

"No, you promised to give me a fifth-level Feng Shui stone."

Wuxian frowned, and just forgot about it.

Then I will do it for you now.

Speaking of Wu Jun, he summoned hundreds of carving knives, and at the same time carved them on the rough of the fifth-level Feng Shui stone.

In an instant, the stone chips flew, and the shapes of the peaks slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The peaks are connected, the river flows slowly, the mountains are grotesque, the trees form forests, the beasts and birds fly, and the bees and butterflies are in groups... As these things take shape, a huge aura is slowly formed around the Feng Shui stone. It began to spread around, and soon the entire Xilin City was enveloped.

"Okay, the fifth-level Feng Shui stone, it's done." Wu Jun clapped his hands, "It can adjust the breath of the entire Xilin City, so although this thing is for you, it is not for you."

Fan Peng nodded, he knew it well.

The fifth-level Feng Shui stone is no longer something that anyone can own.

"The fifth-level Feng Shui stone can cover the entire Xilin City, what about the sixth-level?"

Zou Hai couldn't wait to ask, because of his previous profession, he was the one who cared most about this matter among all the people present.

"The sixth-level is also within the scope of a province."

"Then can you do more?" Zou Hai thought for a while, then added, "Or this is Ivan's wish?"

Ivan: ...Why me? I also want the master to help revive Yuri!

Wu Jun smiled and said, "No, I planned to do more."

Zou Hai and Iwan said at the same time: "That's good."

"Okay, Fan Peng's matter is settled," Wu Jun said, "While everyone is here today, just talk about your wishes and settle them together."

Everyone looked at each other, and a bad feeling arose in their hearts.

But in one year, everyone's heart is ready.

So start with Fang Heng.

"I hope that Master can do everything for Ruyi Scepter, be healthy, and get what he wants."

Hearing Fang Heng's unpretentious desire, Wu Jun couldn't help but smile.

An apprentice is an apprentice, caring!

There is something like Zou Hai, with 10,000 thoughts hidden in his stomach.

However, Fang Heng's wish was not over yet, but he continued: "Find me a wife early, give birth to a son early, and a full house..."

Wu Jun:...

"Blessedness and heaven, longevity without borders..."

"Stop!" Wu Jun yelled when he saw something wrong, "Hurry up and stop!"

The whole house is full of children, and the blessing and the heaven are all right. What the hell is Wanshou Wujiang?

"Too much, keep it simple!" Wu Jun messed up Fang Heng's haircut angrily, "Say well this time."

"Master, I want to make you 10,000 more..."

Wu Jun frowned: "How much?"

"Ten!" Fang Heng improved and changed his words, "Ten hairstyles!"

System: "Fang Heng's wish is received, please fulfill it as soon as possible by the host."

Wu Jun suddenly thought, to make ten hairstyles, it seems that Fang Heng had the same wish last time.

This kid really doesn't know what to say about him.

"Look," Fang Heng said as he took out a stack of pictures, "I have already designed it for you!"

Wu Jun took the picture and looked at the blue veins on his forehead.

What kind of ghost hairstyles are these?

Even if the one-meter-large black-style explosive rolls are used, he can bear the half-meter-high Indian-style cock head. He can also accept a sun behind his head. Anyway, it is easy to get more hairspray.

But this one hundred meters long, with nine bends and eighteen bends like a mountain stream, isn't it a bit too much?

In order to get this hairstyle, he has to keep his hair more than a hundred meters long?

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