Rebirth of Fortune Talisman

Chapter 41
The setting sun reflected half of the sky red, and the sunset glow in the distance sprinkled in the sky like a little bit of gold. The sidewalk beside the school gate was lined with green willows. Song Linxian explained a math problem to Liu Tong while walking.

The two of them talked quietly and laughed occasionally.

After walking a hundred or so meters away, Song Linxian saw the conspicuous jeep parked beside the road.

No need to look at the license plate, as long as Song Linxian saw this car, he knew it was Minister Han's car.

Sure enough, when she approached, she saw Minister Han from the car window. Minister Han nodded slightly at her and motioned her to go over with his eyes.

Song Linxian smiled at Liu Tong: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. If you have any questions you don't know, I'll tell you when you go to school tomorrow."

"Okay." Liu Tong also smiled.

Song Linxian turned around and walked about ten meters to the side of the jeep. The door opened, and she sat in lightly and nimbly.

Minister Han sat in the driver's seat, looked back at her, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Song Linxian didn't know where the car was going, so he didn't ask, got in the car and started writing his homework.

Minister Han saw Song Linxian immersed in his homework from the rear view, and felt funny. This girl is really big-hearted, she dares to get in the car without asking, and she doesn't care where he takes her, so she is not afraid of selling her what?
Minister Han vomited in his heart, and the expression on his face became even colder.

However, he kept the steering wheel steady with both hands, and the speed of the car slowly slowed down. The car drove extremely smoothly, without any overturning.

Minister Han didn't stop until Song Linxian almost finished his homework.

Song Linxian raised his head, rubbed his forehead, and smiled at Minister Han: "Thank you."

Minister Han's neck was reddened, and he coughed with a stern face: "What's the matter, Xiao Li?"

Song Linxian looked exactly like that: "How is he?"

"There was a car accident, and now I'm lying on a hospital bed."

Song Linxian breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I finally didn't die."

Minister Han frowned unobtrusively: "How did you know Xiao Li was in danger?"

"Eh?" Song Linxian looked puzzled: "You don't know? No, you are also a practitioner, why can't you see it? Xiao Li's bad luck is so heavy, it looks like he is going to be in bad luck , you should be able to feel it even if you can’t see it.”

"Cough..." Minister Han coughed again, very embarrassed: "I am practicing sword immortality, not Xuanmen Yin-Yang art."

It turned out to be the case.

Song Linxian understood in an instant, and she smiled again: "No wonder I always feel that you are amazingly powerful. It turns out that you practice the way of swordsmanship. Are you from the Shushan School?"

When it came to the word Shushan School, Minister Han’s face was a little strange, with a look of nostalgia and sadness: “Where is there Shushan School in this world? It’s just those big families and some small families. Pai, speaking of it, the practice of cultivation has become extremely weak nowadays, and if there is no change, I am afraid that within a few years, monks will be extinct from the planet."

He looked at Song Linxian again: "However, Xuanmen thaumaturgy is not afraid. There are some things in Xuanmen that do not require aura and vitality of heaven and earth, and should be able to pass on, but I am afraid that Xuanmen monks will become weaker and weaker in the future. After all, it is Nowadays, there are not many people who can draw magic talismans. Even in our office, no matter how hard we spent, we only found one person, and we can only draw some peace talismans and exorcism talismans. No matter how good they are, they can’t draw gone."

Through Minister Han's words, Song Linxian had a general understanding of the monks in this world.

With this understanding, she also slowly relaxed. At first, she thought that the monks in this world were very powerful. Otherwise, how could there be a person like Minister Han who is only eighteen or nineteen years old and has such profound cultivation?
However, only now did she realize that people like Minister Han are just special cases. The level of monks in this world is very low, and after decades of cultivating the Tao, they are only a little bit better than she is now.

You know, Song Linxian has only been in this world for a few days, and besides, she still doesn't have any cultivation resources in her hands. If she is given some good resources and let her practice without any distractions, within half a year, she will definitely be able to advance to a few more levels , when the time comes, I am afraid that most monks will not be able to compare with her.

With this understanding, Song Linxian felt more and more that he should go back to Shen's house earlier and should not waste time in Song's house anymore.

She pondered for a while, then looked up at Minister Han: "The thing I said, let's start in the next few days, and please help me prepare the manpower."

Minister Han nodded heavily: "Okay."

After agreeing, Minister Han didn't go to see Song Linxian again, but stepped on the gas pedal and sent Song Linxian home directly.

When Song Linxian returned home, the Song family hadn't come back yet, so she opened the door with the key, and just wanted to enter the house, when she saw Song Yuxian come back angrily.

As soon as he entered the gate, Song Yuxian pointed at Song Linxian and scolded: "Song Linxian, you son of a bitch, you...who gave you the courage to spread rumors at school."

It was Song Linxian who greeted Song Yuxian with two heavy slaps.

Song Linxian felt cold all over his body, and looked at Song Yuxian with sharp eyes: "Keep your mouth clean."

"You..." Song Yuxian was angry and anxious, and she reached out to grab Song Linxian. She had ten fingers in each hand, and each nail was long and pointed. If she caught her, it would definitely disfigure her.

Song Linxian raised his arms to support Song Yuxian's hands, raised his legs and kicked Song Yuxian somersaults: "Song Yuxian, I bear you because I don't want to argue with you, but I'm not afraid of you."

"You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me." Song Yuxian really couldn't accept it, she just felt that the place where she was kicked was painful, she frowned, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, her face twisted so badly, it was really ugly .

Coupled with the fact that she fell on the ground and was covered in mud, she was even more embarrassed.

Song Yuxian didn't get up, and sat on the ground crying: "Song Linxian, I want to tell my mother to clean up you, you son of a bitch, you are not a thing, you not only spread rumors about me at school, but also beat me, what are you doing?" With a sister like you..."

The more Song Yuxian cried, the more wronged she became, and she started insulting Song Linxian like a country shrew cursing the street, any kind of ugly words could come out of her mouth.

Song Linxian frowned: "That's enough, if you want to tell Mom, go and sue, and let Mom listen to your swear words, and see what Mom means, whether she will punish you or punish me."

Song Yuxian hiccupped from crying, but still got up obediently, covering the place where Song Linxian kicked his heart, while moving back to the room step by step, never daring to say anything to Fang Fang, nor daring to scold Song Linxian.

Song Linxian sneered, Song Yuxian is really not a serious guy, he is just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

(End of this chapter)