Ji Hui came out of the door of the quiet room and finally snorted coldly, "This group of people, pretending to be ghosts and doing feudal superstitions, all want to rob money!"
Ji Yi was also very angry, "I thought how high it was, but in fact, I just asked for money. Do they deserve these five million?
Ji Hui took a sigh of relief and explained, "Forget it, just take it as a buyout. The loss of our little daughter can't be too publicized. You can see that the old Taoist priest is easy to control. But that aunt is hard to say. If she is Ji Jing, it's okay. If she is not, she will go around and talk nonsense in the future..."
Ji Hui thought for a moment, and it was indeed the same.
Ji Hui looked at his mobile phone again, and Ji Ying sent him a message.
[I found the Zizhu Taoist aunt. She is in a private house on the mountainside, pretending to be a ghost with the farmers.]
Ji Hui replied to him.
[You told her about the marriage. If she didn't agree, tell her that the master received five million and had agreed.]
Ji Ying originally asked the Taoist aunt outside the door first, but the Taoist aunt reluctantly told him something like "Zizhu is very talented in Taoism" and "very appreciated by the audience". At first glance, she told lies to him as an outsider in order to protect the face of the Taoist temple.
So Ji Ying directly asked where Zizhu was now, and the Taoist nun said that she went to work for a family on the mountainside.
Legal affairs? Pretamp to be a ghost.
Ji Ying had no choice but to go down the mountain road to the mountainside again.
When he arrived at the mountainside, he happened to see Zizhu doing things for the farmers in the yard.
The family stood by and waited. Ji Ying saw that Zizhu had set up a table in their yard, with some incense and paper, and some strange things.
Zizhu took a piece of paper and said something in his mouth.
When Ji Ying arrived, the blessing prayer was coming to an end, and Zizhu soon ended and handed Bai Jiefu to this family.
"This charm can help him turn evil into good luck."
Ji Ying couldn't understand what Zizhu was doing. She only felt that she was nagging for a while and gave a few pieces of yellow paper, which was thanked by the farmers. Zizhu actually took out a collection code.
Is the current Taoist method of spooring money so closely keeping up with the times?
When Zizhu packed up his things and said goodbye to the family and went out, Ji Ying stepped forward and explained his intention to her.
"No, more than ten years have passed, and I have no intention of marrying." Unexpectedly, as soon as Zizhu heard the intention, he decisively refused.
"What?" Ji Ying was surprised.
"I said no, please come back." Zizhu glanced back at the man who was chasing her. Didn't he understand people's words?
Ji Ying understood the meaning of this look and directly blackened his face.
"Do you know the Ji family, the richest man in City C? If you are indeed our separated sister, wealth is waiting for you." Ji Ying paused, glanced at the new message that popped up on the mobile phone screen, and then said, "What's more, your master, Ling Yun Guanzhu, has agreed for you."
Ji Hui has long known that Ji Jing is still a few months away from being 18 years old. In a legal sense, the viewer is still her guardian. The Lord agreed, and even if the girl disagreed, it would not help.
When Zizhu heard the last sentence, he frowned and said, "I'll find him."
Ji Ying also let her go. He read Ji Hui's news that there were five million, and he believed that the viewer knew how to do it.
Zizhu soon returned to Guanli and entered the quiet room alone. As soon as he saw the old Taoist priest, he knew that Ji Hui was telling the truth.
Without knocking on the door, she sat directly opposite the old Taoist priest and said, "Master, I think you have a rich appearance..."
The master smiled and said, "The Taoist priest can't make ends meet every year, and he also receives a new group of orphans. This brick and tile, every meal and dish are all money--"
"Ok, okay, just take it as filial piety for your upbringing for so many years." Zizhu rolled her eyes. Her master was okay with everything else, just a money fan.
"That's not bad." The viewer is satisfied.
Zizhu asked, "Are they really from my parents?"
For fortune-telling, practitioners calculate for others, but their own lifeline can never be seen clearly.
The viewer said, "Exactly. When I picked you up from the Qingshui River, they would come to you 16 years later.
Zizhu was indifferent, "Oh, five million is also counted?"