Nuwa Growth Diary

This Uncle Xue is not very capable, but the popularity among the monks is really good.

The key to good popularity lies in its memory. For example, someone who has only met once in a hurry, after a brief introduction, everyone breaks up and says goodbye. After another ten or twenty years, they will meet suddenly. People don’t remember anything anymore. When I first saw it, this Uncle Xue could recognize people at a glance, and by the way, he gushed out and recalled all the star point information revealed when the other party introduced himself...

From the perspective of modern people, this Xue Uncle is a rare public relations talent. Imagine that the few words you uttered casually can still be remembered and spoken casually after a long time. That feeling, that feeling, absolutely feel that you are valued.

Relying on this specialty, Xue Uncle's friendship among the monks is quite broad, so this time he gave up such a great opportunity, and many people secretly regretted it.

Explain aloud that the person said half a sentence before burying his head and continuing to sign, and then returned the contract to Feng Xiaoxiao. The latter continued gossiping while accepting the contract: "What's the situation with Uncle Xue you mentioned?! What is the relationship between his becoming a **** and his wife?"

The person who handed the contract was asked to question, and he could not leave even if he wanted to leave. He hesitated, probably because he felt that there was no concept of personal privacy among the gods... For example, the trial of the Yin Division directly digs out the eighteenth generation of human ancestors When I was a child, I saw that the girl next door had to record merit evaluations when taking a bath... So he didn't hesitate, just stood next to him, sighed and said: "Uncle Xue's wife... well, there is something wrong with her brain."

"...What's the specific problem?!" Feng Xiaoxiao asked after thinking about it.

"Specifically, the spirit is always bad. I only spend one or two hours awake a day. Even if it is more than half an hour or two, it is still groggy... occasionally I see hallucinations, or suddenly manic or crazy..." The questioner sighed: "Uncle Xue originally wanted to see if he could treat his wife after he became a god, but depending on the current situation, I still have to say whether it can be cured in the future. If I resign now, before he is cured. The couple must starve to death first."

So after choosing carefully, the middle-aged still reluctantly gave up this opportunity. Anyway, even if he can't become a god, after the group of people he knows soars, he can still help find a way to treat his wife.

Everyone is a kind person, and after regretting for Uncle Xue for a while, they all said they would definitely help if they had the opportunity. Didn't they all say that one person gains the Tao and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven. I can’t even care about my wife’s life and death for the sake of becoming a god. Anyway, so many people are exploring the way. In the future, if Uncle Xue really wants to go on the road to becoming a god, let’s not say anything else, his resources and connections are better than others. Much better.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't understand: "He makes money on his own. Please help find a way?! Since he wants to help anyway, why doesn't he become a **** by himself, and then find a friend who can't become a **** to borrow some money for the elderly?! "

The cause and effect of the latter is better than the former. Besides, the loss is even smaller...

The speaker was stunned for a moment, and then pondered for a while, suddenly showing an expression like being struck by lightning-xx! Dajia has never thought that it can still think in such a reverse direction? !

Feng Xiaoxiao sighed: "And since there is such a thing, you can tell it clearly before. I am not here to help, I need to wait for'you' in the future' to inquire again?!" Two more deliberately increased Key words, Feng Xiaoxiao has a sense of depression being rejected by small groups.

This is actually a very normal thing, just like a company's superiors and subordinates, the distance barrier always exists naturally. No matter how approachable the superiors are, when they easily control the life and death of the lower class, the exchanges between the two parties cannot be truly equal.

The speaker was a little surprised: "Are you willing to help?!"

Everyone meant to get results first. Inquire again slowly. After all, not everyone at the top is as idle as in TV novels, and they are willing to intervene in any trivial matters. Not to mention that the people here have also created a new God's Court, listening to Li Xiao mean it seems to belong to the level of the Emperor of Heaven...Of course, he didn't know that the real situation was bigger than the gap in imagination.

"It doesn't matter whether you can help or not." Feng Xiaoxiao took the vaccination first: "If Uncle Xue doesn't mind, let him bring his wife to visit."

I have to say that the middle-aged man surnamed Xue's popularity is really good. Feng Xiaohua has just been released, and immediately everyone talked happily, and more impatiently took out the phone on the spot, apparently having been listening for a long time. .

...

When the middle-aged man rushed with his wife in surprise, Yang Yan was dragged out by Feng Xiaoxiao and waited for a long time.

It was the first time that Erlangshen met with these monks who had heard of it several times. When he saw the middle-aged man who walked in with his wife in his arms at the door and wrapped in a black air, Yang Yan's forehead and the sky-opened eyes split on the spot. A slight slit opened, and both eyes widened unconsciously.

"Miss Feng, you say yes, yes..." The middle-aged man was so excited that he stammered a little, and he couldn't say what he wanted to express for a long time. "That what, is my wife's thing true?!"

"Really, really." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, and then slammed at his side. "This is the **** Erlang, he has good eyes, and he can probably see something."

"Two two two..." The middle-aged man stutters more seriously.

"... Erlang Shen." Feng Xiaoxiao Hei Xian took the words.

Yang Yan stared at the middle-aged man in silence for a while, then closed his eyes and thought about it. When he opened it again, his gaze had already turned to the woman in the middle-aged man’s arms, and he spoke in the middle-aged man’s uneasy expression: "Needless to say, your wife's problem is very simple, it is the separation of the soul."

"..." This is not easy.

The wind was small and speechless, the middle-aged man reacted normally, and immediately frightened and overwhelmed with a frightened expression: "The soul is out of the body?!" After thinking about it, it seemed that the other party was so sure that he would not be wrong, plus The reputation of God Erlang, coupled with this kind of reason, is not unacceptable to a monk like him... The middle-aged man gradually showed a gritted expression: "Could someone harm my wife?!"

Yang Yan looked rather tangled and nodded.

As soon as the idea was confirmed, the middle-aged man's expression immediately evolved directly toward the hideous: "Who is it?! Who is so mean and vicious?!"

The group of contractors have not left since just now, waiting to see the results of the visit. Now that this conclusion came out, everyone was in an uproar and felt unacceptable.

It’s good to say that this group of people is also a cultivator. Although this cultivator’s moisture is a bit serious, it also represents a group of capable people who are walking in the forefront of mortals... Besides, under the current environment, people who can hold souls away. It must not be an ordinary person, who would attack a woman so viciously? !

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the sentimental sentiments and angered the cultivators, and stabbed Yang Yan and asked, "Should I call Xiaohei?!" Professional problems have to be solved by professionals. Although the separation of the soul is not a trivial matter, if the loss can be found There may be room for salvation in the words of life going out.

Yang Yan didn't answer the conversation and asked the middle-aged man: "When did your wife start showing these abnormal symptoms?!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, and recalled: "It didn't take long. It was just a few days after we saw Li Xiao's Taobao ad..." Then suddenly he realized: "Could it be possible that someone deliberately conspired against my wife so that I am distracted and robbed of the place of becoming a god?!"

"...You really want to think too much." Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless, and said, "We are basically not rejecting those who come, and the more the better. No matter how many people come, we can accept it, let alone a quota... …"

"Then someone wants to weaken the power of our sect?!" The other monks helped to speculate, and they knew that this was a novel of cultivation.

"...I also think you are thinking too much." Yang Yan couldn't help but said, then coughed, raised his hand in the air and pressed everyone to be quiet: "No more guessing, no need to ask Heiwuchang to come over. In fact, this The reason for the eldest sister's soul separation is also very simple..." Turning his eyes to the anxious middle-aged man, Yang Yan suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Do you have a good relationship with Mrs. Zun?!"

The middle-aged man blushed and nodded embarrassedly: "Yeah."

Yang Yan continued: "Did you make any vows when you got married or fell in love?! For example, never give up and share adversity with wealth and wealth?!" It seemed like a gossip paparazzi that digs into privacy.

"Cough cough cough!" The middle-aged man was embarrassed: "I think we should pay attention to my wife's condition first..."

Looking around in a blink of an eye, a group of cultivators are seemingly polite, but they **** their ears to listen...

Yang Yan sighed: "This question is very important."

"..." Is this definitely not a fool? !

The middle-aged person is also getting older~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Actually, the face is not so thin. Since the other party insists, even if he feels unreliable, he still chooses to answer seriously after thinking about it: "My wife and I... Cough! The relationship is indeed very good. My family was poor at the beginning...Of course, I was not very rich since then, but my wife never disliked me. I vowed to be nice to her for the rest of my life, and she also vowed that no matter what the situation is. Will leave me..."

If it were not for the wrong atmosphere, the group of cultivators would just want to whistle and applaud... it is rare to dig out a serious gossip lace like Uncle Xue!

Yang Yan nodded: "The problem lies in this oath. Madam Zun was obviously very sincere when she swore, so it has been recorded by Heaven..."

"???"

With a helpless sigh, Yang Yan rubbed his forehead and said, "Mr. Xue, if my Tongtian Eyes are correct, you should be the Ten Temple Yama... When the court returns to the throne, you should also return to the throne, and the spirit of Mrs. Zun has already begun. I'm going to Yincao." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please read it for mobile phone users.)