Wei Zeling has never believed in ghosts or gods; her motto has always been: "You can change your own destiny."
For some reason, when the old Taoist priest stopped her, she was momentarily dazed, and then, as if she had been given a magic potion, she believed everything he said without a doubt. She even invited him to her home and treated him to a warm welcome.
When she came to her senses, she suddenly realized that she had taken out all the cash in her house and was about to hand it over to the old Taoist priest who seemed to be a swindler.
Wei Zeling immediately sobered up a bit. She pulled her hand back, grabbed all the cash, put on a stern face, and chased the person away, threatening to call the police to arrest them.
The old Taoist priest remained calm and composed upon hearing this. He slowly and deliberately drew a whisk from his robes and gently waved it in the air—
Before Wei Zeling could press the last key to 110, the phone slipped from her hand unexpectedly.
Amid her exclamation, the phone slowly floated back onto the coffee table, settled itself in place, and automatically turned off its screen.
Wei Zeling stared in astonishment at everything that defied scientific explanation, deeply shocked.
After a while, her expression returned to normal, and she couldn't help but look at the old Taoist priest again.
Although his appearance was rather shabby, and he had a shifty look, seemingly far removed from the legendary, mysterious, and ethereal image of an immortal, but—
Legends are just stories passed down by word of mouth. In the process of spreading them, it is possible that the storyteller deliberately embellished and processed the characters involved in the story in order to conform to their own fantasies.
Moreover, throughout history, there has been no concrete evidence to suggest that exceptionally talented people are necessarily good-looking or superior to ordinary people, is that right?
Wei Zeling successfully convinced herself, and upon closer inspection, she discovered that the old Taoist priest did indeed possess a unique aura that was completely different from that of ordinary people.
Could it be... that I'm really lucky and have met my destined benefactor?
She was overjoyed, her dark eyes darting around, a calculating glint flashing in them.
If this old Taoist priest is just a charlatan who uses some tricks to deceive me, then I will only lose some money, and I can kill him without anyone knowing... But if he has real skills and can help me fulfill my wishes, wouldn't that be better?
Thinking of this, her attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn, and a warm smile appeared on her face. She invited the old Taoist priest to sit on the sofa, as if her previous disdain and expulsion had never happened.
"Master, no, great master, do you really have a way to help me fulfill my wish?"
The old Taoist priest was clearly very satisfied with her attitude at the moment. He flicked his whisk and gave a meaningful "hmm". Then he closed his mouth and stopped talking. Only his dry beard, which looked like straw in early winter, twitched and his narrow, squinting eyes glanced at the table.
Wei Zeling understood his implication and couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but she didn't show it on her face. She readily took out the money she had put away and added another stack on top of it.
The red items were neatly arranged on the table. The old Taoist priest looked down at them, and his face seemed to turn red as well, with deep smile lines appearing at the corners of his eyes.
He raised his hand to grab it, but Wei Zeling's hand was faster than his.
She gently tapped the banknotes with her delicate hand, smiling as she said, "Master, please don't rush, listen to what my wish is first—"
"I want someone to fall completely in love with me, the kind of person who can't live without me."
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