Chapter 1142： Master, apprentice, sister

Chapter 1142, the teacher, the teacher, the sister

Fang Nian has quickly swept the chicken bones on the table into the trash.

I quickly went to the bathroom and screwed the rag out and wiped the table.

This whole set of work is quick and skilled, and it is often done at a glance.

The cloud paintings are more and more certain. Fang Nian’s masters don’t know that in this hotel, the talkers can directly call the room service and ask people to come and clean the room.

So they should not stay in the hotel often, this hotel is indeed someone else to order them.

So, is this pair of mentoring, is it a liar, or is it really a high-ranking person?

Don't worry, I will know soon.

Yuan Msing said that it is a diagnosis, but in fact it is not really a diagnosis.

TCM diagnosis pulse, three fingers on the wrist, but Yuan Msing is directly reaching the hand of the cloud painting, his fingers are pinched down in the hand of the cloud painting, at the same time, he is still carefully Look at the face of the cloud painting.

Cloud painting thought that he had to wait for a long time, but in fact it was only a few ten seconds, Yuan Mingze let go of her.

His face is tangled.

Cloud painting looked at Yuan Msing seriously and did not let go of any expression on his face.

"It’s messy." Yuan Msing reached out and hammered his head.

"Chaos?" Cloud painting raised an eyebrow.

Yuan Msing nodded and stared at the cloud painting for a while: "A discussion, you enter my Yuan's pulse, how?"

"……not so good."

"Why, my Yuan's pulse though... Although the population is dying, the rest is the essence!" Yuan Msinglai came to the cloud painting and lowered his voice and said, "You hit a robbery. You can see it under my door." Heaven machine."

"……Ha ha."

The cloud painting stood up directly. "Mr. Yuan, are you different from the fortune teller who costs ten yuan on the street?"

"The difference is big! Ten dollars a trip? Hey, 100,000 don't want me to count it." Yuan Msing is quite arrogant.

Cloud painting smiled. "Mr. Yuan, we just said yes, I promised to give you a diagnosis, but you have to tell me according to the facts, there must be no concealment, and you swear by your Yuan family. Now, Mr. Yuan Wouldn't it be that you want to hit the face of your Yuan's founder?"

"... Of course not." Yuan Msing frowned. "When I saw you last time, I saw that you are a good luck man. I just confirmed this to you, but... You are not the same as the legendary people who are lucky."

“Not so the same?” Cloud painting frowned. “You tell me first, what is the **** of heaven?”

"That is... oh yeah can't tell, you can understand it as an odd number." Yuan Msiang said, "The difference between the heavens and the earth."

The cloud painting suddenly looked up and confronted Yuan Ming's eyes.

At this moment, the cloud painting suddenly realized that Yuan Mingze is probably different from the fortune teller who cheated the money. He is not testing her, but is sure!

Cloud painting is silent.

After watching the two for a few seconds, Yuan Msing said: "What do I do when I am a teacher? After that, you are my sister."

"..." Cloud painting is speechless.

are you crazy!

Also on behalf of the teacher to accept the apprentice.

"No matter what, anyway, if Master knows that I have given him such a powerful apprentice, he is happy to come out of the graveyard."

Yuan Msing took out a bag from her arms, which is the kind of money bag used by the ancients in the legend.

He was awkward, and he took out a string of beads from the inside, like the Dzi Beads. He couldn’t see what it was, but it was definitely wooden.

(End of this chapter)