The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

"Sure enough, he is her little follower. This arrogant look is almost carved from the same mold!" The young man immediately clenched his fists.

Si Shu looked him up and down and said, "That's what you want to say?"

The young man glared at her and retorted: "Of course not!"

"Well, go ahead, I'm here to listen." Si Shu nodded perfunctorily.

The young man choked and snorted: "It seems you know who I am?"

"do not know."

"..."

The young man was silent for a rare moment, and said without giving up: "The people in our Taoist class are not the ones you can meet just because you want to see them."

Looking at him from side to side, Si Shu felt that this man looked a bit not very smart, so she didn't want to stimulate him too much for a while.

After all, there are no new people entering the Taoist class every year, and only old people leaving, which is really pitiful.

So she stopped refuting him and just kept agreeing: "Yes, yes, everything you said is right."

"..." He couldn't help it anymore and wanted to take action.

The young man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, finally suppressing the anger in his heart.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Si Su was gone.

That's too much. You don't bully people like this!

The young man curled his lips, feeling a little aggrieved in his heart.

Si Shu ran to a place where the man couldn't see him, and quickly stopped and took a breath.

He is a little kid who wants to imitate adults and threaten people without even looking at whether his hair has grown.

"What's wrong with you, running so fast?"

Song Chen took out a pack of tissues from his arms and handed it to her.

Hearing this, Si Shu rolled her eyes: "You don't have to speak if you don't know how to speak."

"Someone is chasing you?"

Gu Nianchen looked behind her, but found no one.

"No, I just met a kid from the Taoist class who tried to block people like others."

Song Chen frowned slightly: "From the Taoist class?"

Si Shu wiped the sweat from her face and felt relieved, so she explained:
"Well, I don't know who released the news recently, letting them know that Qiao Qiao was accepted as a disciple by several principals, and all of them are very angry now."

"Just in time, go back later and find out who did this."

"Okay." Song Chen nodded, his eyes flashing slightly.

……

"Dad, I want to transfer to Shennong College."

Jiang Yunshu stood in front of the desk and said.

Hearing this, Jiang Ming slowly raised his head to look at her. His eyes were dark: "Because of Yan Qiao?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ming put down the pen in his hand, shook his head and said, "It's not that I won't transfer it to you, it's that I don't have the right."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yunshu's eyes darkened slightly.

This was something she hadn't expected.

Does Yan Qiao really have that ability?
Before she could think about it, Jiang Ming added, "Shennong College is also known as the Divine Division."

"This is something that only a few people know about. It is not a pheasant university. On the contrary, it is very mysterious."

"It is so mysterious that outside forces cannot penetrate it. Even its current position was obtained through negotiations with the country."

"And those who can enter the Divine Division must have their own merits. Therefore, everyone who comes out of the Divine Division is a big boss in various fields."

"If you successfully get Yan Qiao's luck into your hands, you will be the one to go now."

As he spoke, Jiang Ming looked at Jiang Yunshu, his eyes dark.

Hearing this, Jiang Yunshu pursed her lips and her voice was slightly hoarse: "I understand."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Ming softened his tone and said, "Yun Shu, I need to see your actions, and the organization also needs to see your actions. Do you understand?"

Jiang Yunshu lowered his eyes to hide the rolling emotions in his eyes, and responded: "Okay, I understand, Dad."

"Well, let's go down."

Jiang Ming nodded casually, retracted his gaze and continued to look at the things in his hands.Jiang Yunshu turned around and left the study. She raised her hand and closed the door.

The emotion in his eyes at this moment could not be concealed.

She walked quickly to the room.

Yan Wenli was taken home by them, and this was the room where she was.

"Miss." Seeing Jiang Yunshu enter the door, the maid quickly stood up.

Jiang Yunshu smiled lightly at the maid: "Well, you go down and do your work first, and I'll see mom."

The maid who received the instruction quickly walked out of the room and closed the door.

At this time, the only person in the room besides her was Yan Wenli on the hospital bed.

Jiang Yunshu didn't do anything, just sat on the edge of the hospital bed and stared at Yan Wenli's face.

But the more she looked, the darker her eyes became.

At the same time, Yan Qiao arrived at the small courtyard at the top of the mountain again.

Several masters were already drinking tea and chatting.

Yan Qiao gathered his thoughts and stepped forward quickly.

"Several masters..."

"No need for so many etiquettes, come and sit down." Fu Qing looked at her with a smile and quickly called her over.

"Thank you, Master Fu."

With that said, Yan Qiao sat down next to Fu Qing.

Fu Qing handed a cup of tea to her, took one of her hands, and turned to look at her with a smile.

"I told you last time that you still don't believe that Aqiao's luck has changed."

"Is this the letter?"

Hearing this, Yan Qiao still didn't understand anything.

But she never thought that her masters could even see this.

Thinking like this, Yan Qiao asked: "Master Fu, can you see my luck?"

"This is impossible, but a few of us practice a technique. Although we can't see it, we can barely feel it." Fu Qing patted her hand and said.

Yan Qiao understood that this was actually equivalent to a kind of perception.

Lin Shiheng took a sip of tea and said, "However, there is one person who can see other people's luck."

"Do you know Si Qingyu?"

Yan Qiao nodded lightly: "I know you."

The company's new partner, we just met two days ago.

"He is what we call a person who can see other people's luck."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Qiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

This means that he can clearly understand the changes in his luck.

and the timing of changes.

If you are willing to look it up...

Thinking of this, Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly, and he became much more wary of Si Qingyu.

"Master Lin is right, and the divination talent of such people is often different from ordinary people."

Yan Qiao asked with some confusion: "Is Si Qingyu also from our Divine Office?"

Fu Qing nodded slowly and explained: "Yes."

"His master was a well-known fortune teller, but he died young because his fortune was ruined by fortune telling."

"And because he later wanted to inherit the family, he left the priesthood."

Yan Qiao picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, his eyes darkening slightly.

Fu Qing patted her hand comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, Si Qingyu will not frame someone who is also a priest."

"But this is not the main thing that brought you here this time."

With that said, Lin Shiheng handed a document to Yan Qiao: "We have drafted the candidates for next month's exchange meeting. Let you take a look first."