Fu Ling complained: "Why didn't you help me choose a good time to be born?";
Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling: "In a good hour, it will not change the fate of you and your classmates or friends, and not being together for a long time, because you are not on the same track at all.";
In fact, Fu Ling also understood that what Xuanwu said was the truth, but he was still very uncomfortable.
Fu Ling said unconvincedly: "However, the time of birth of a person is destined to be good or bad. Some people are destined to be rich and wealthy when they are born, and some people are destined to have a lot of fate when they are born. You help me choose A good hour will save me a lot!";
Xuanwu said with a disdain: ";I will pick you a time when the champion is born, and you will be the champion?";
Fu Ling said frankly: "At least, I have a chance to be the champion.";
Xuanwu sneered and said: "Even normal people are born at the time of the beggar's life, as long as they work hard, they have the chance to be the champion. No matter what time you are born, you will know to sleep all day long, and in the end you can only be a beggar.";
"; I know the story of the fate of the champion and the fate of the beggar, but it is just a story. Even in the story, the beggar suffered a lot when he was a child. I believe that if it is true, the little beggar won’t be a champion. Too smooth, the fate will not be too good. The champion is finally down, and he can also be a beggar gang.";
Xuanwu sarcastically said: ";You are so sure that if the beggars are not the master, if you have a good life, you can be the master?! Why don't you try and see if you can become the master of the beggars.";
Fu Ling was a little angry: ";I am not short of money, why should I be a beggar.";
Xuanwu: ";Do you think beggars are easy to do? Beggars also need to be carefully packaged and perform professionally. In real society, if you don't pretend to be pitiful, why should strangers give you money?";
Fu Ling was silent, she really didn't know how to refute Xuanwu.
Xuanwu went on to say: "; Fate is made by yourself, and blessings are sought by yourself. If you create evil, you will naturally be blessed; if you cultivate yourself, you will naturally be blessed. Fortunes and disasters are all cultivated by you, and it has nothing to do with your birth date.";
Fu Ling whispered: "I see!";
Xuanwu sighed helplessly: "If you know it, just work hard, don't sleep all day, read the book attentively, and just meditate.";
Fu Ling replied listlessly: "Well, I see.";
Xuanwu parked the car at the entrance of the supermarket and said to Fu Ling: "You can go in and buy something to eat at night, I won't get out of the car.";
Fu Ling seemed to have forgotten the conversation just now: "Ok, I will be back soon!";
Xuanwu watched Dao Fu Ling happily get off the car, walked quickly into the supermarket, knowing what he said, it was useless for Fu Ling, and had to follow her.
In the evening, Fu Ling was playing games in the room. When he needed to purchase items, Fu Ling found that his funds were insufficient and needed to be recharged.
The Talisman, who has always been diligent and thrifty, was reluctant to spend the money, so he had to give up the game and waited until tomorrow to sign in, received the gold coins and continued to play.
Fu Ling remembered the Zhouyi that Mo Wei had mentioned to her today. He sat up and thought about it, and decided to discuss it with Xuanwu.
Fu Ling walked into the Xuanwu room and said leisurely: ";This afternoon, Mo Wei mentioned Zhou Yi to me, that he was Hu Changan’s apprentice. Mo Wei heard that Hu Changan is not very active now, and Zhou Yi has a lot of livelihoods, Mo Wei suggested that I contact Zhou Yi to see if there is anything we can do.";
Xuanwu asked: ";Why would Mo Wei remember to tell you this?";
Fu Ling hesitated for a moment: ";I can't remember how to talk about this, it seems to be to make money.";
"Well, you don't need to contact Zhou Yi, he will come to you.";
Fu Ling asked strangely: "Why?";
"In order to make money! Hu Changan was about to cross the catastrophe, so he would not go down the mountain easily. Zhou Yi asked Mo Wei to send a message to you, just want to contact you, if you ignore him, he is anxious, and naturally find you.";
Fu Ling seemed to understand: "Oh, you said Mo Wei and Zhou Yi were in the same group?";
Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling: "Mo Wei's grandmother is Hu Changan's god-sister, and Zhou Yi is Hu Changan's apprentice. It was Hu Changan's idea that Mo Wei came to our Chinese Medicine Clinic. Who do you say is in the same group!" ;
Fu Ling couldn't bear the messy relationship Xuanwu said, and said helplessly: "You said a little messy, think about what to do for yourself, I'm sleepy, I go back to sleep.";
After Fu Ling finished speaking, he turned and left Xuanwu's room.
Xuanwu sat there and continued to read, and did not take what Fu Ling said to his heart. Xuanwu knew that Hu Changan had spent so much thought, just because Fu Ling and Xuan Wu could help him when he was crossing the catastrophe. It's no big deal for Xuanwu either.
Xuanwu has his own principles, Xuanwu will not do things that reveal secret secrets and condemn heavens, but it doesn't matter if you give Hu Changan some pointers and let Fu Lingxin feel at ease.
The days are flat, most of the old ladies who come in at the Chinese Medicine Museum are still gossiping. If there are one or two to check the pulse, Fu Ling will charge 50 yuan as lunch money.
Seeing that Fu Ling didn't mention Zhouyi, Mo Wei stopped mentioning it.
The past few days have not been plain for Zhang Bin. The Mala Tang sent by Fu Ling for testing did contain poppy husks. The Public Security Bureau detained the boss and closed the shop. For the colleagues in charge of this case, the case was settled, but for Zhang Bin, Is the beginning.
In the past few days, in addition to his normal daily work, Zhang Bin has also been busy doing some private work.
Zhang Bin started investigating everything about Xuanwu and Fuling, and the more he investigated, the more strange he became.
One is an orphan adopted by an old Chinese doctor, and the other is a hard-fated baby who was sent to Suolong Temple because of his parents when he was less than two years old.
When Xuanwu was twenty-three years old, two people who did not have much overlap brought the thirteen-year-old Fuling to their side to raise him.
What is the relationship? Although Fu Ling referred to Xuanwu as his cousin, in rural areas where relatives are relatives, as long as three generations of your family were born here and sitting at the entrance of the village, you will find that everyone passing by will have a relationship with you.
What Zhang Bin verified from the neighbours in the neighborhood and the community aunt is that although they have different surnames, they are no different from their brothers and sisters.
Master Jinghui has passed away, and her disciple Wu Xin has a very good impression of Xuanwu and Fuling. When Zhang Bin asked about these two people, Master Wu Xin had been complimenting Fuling, the little junior sister, for being well-behaved. Xuanwu is also a good boy who is filial and sensible. Xuanwu left Mojia Village only after Mr. Chen passed away, fearing that it would be inconvenient for Fu Ling to go to the town to go to middle school, so he took Fu Ling to school in the city. His brother would not be so careful.
Fu Ling’s former head teacher also said that although Xuanwu was young, he was a responsible parent. Fu Ling’s food, clothing, shelter and transportation were no worse than those of other students. If it weren’t for a parent meeting, she didn’t know that Fu Ling had no parents, she was with her brother. Living together. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)