When Yaya finished taking all the promotional photos and came back, she had 500,000 yuan in her personal account!

Her eyes widened: "How come the photo sold for so much money?"

Ying Wugui raised his eyes indifferently: "You are useless, wouldn't it be better if you were worth more?"

"No." Yaya was afraid of being burdened with some inexplicable cause and effect, and she couldn't handle that part of herself.

Because she was a little worried, Yaya quickly took out a small incense burner and asked God directly.

Ying Wugui saw Yaya suddenly burn incense, lowered his eyes and asked, "Who are you burning incense for?"

Yaya: "Ask God if this is okay for me. If not, return the money."

"Ask...God?" Ying Wugui looked up subconsciously.

The God that ordinary people always talk about also has a standard name in their world called the Way of Heaven.

Yaya... can you ask the heaven directly? Or use such a simple way to ask?

Did he finally see the madness of this world because he had lived too long? Or was Yaya deceived by her irresponsible master, and asking this question was not the way of heaven?

Yaya didn’t see Ying Wugui.

She lit the incense obediently, asked the questions silently in her heart, and watched the smoke go straight up, obviously agreeing with her making money this way, and she exhaled a long breath from her mouth.

"That's great, that's great. God said I can take the money."

While speaking, Yaya looked up at Ying Wugou.

It didn't matter that he looked at Ying Wugui, he looked dazed. Such a tall and handsome big brother turned into a fool.

Yaya put her little hand in front of Ying Wugui and waved it, and it took Ying Wugui a long time to come back to his senses.

At this moment, those indifferent eyes were filled with shock.

"You... can actually communicate directly with the Heavenly Dao?"

When saying this, Ying Wugui specially used magic to make sure that no one else could hear them.

Only then did Yaya understand why Ying Wugui acted like that just now.

She nodded: "Yes, this is the method my master taught me. After asking in this way, Yaya will not make mistakes. It is the most reliable method."

The little kid's expression was full of confusion, as if he was wondering why he was asked this question.

Ying Wugui had no choice but to look at Yaya carefully again and again, frowning and asking again: "Who is your master?"

In his long life, Ying Wugui also learned some calculation skills. Logically speaking, Yaya is a child, so it should be easy for him to look at her life.

But he could only see the relationship between the Lu family and Yaya from the faces of the Lu family members. He was blocked by an unknown force when he wanted to calculate other things.

Ying Wugui could guess that it might be Yaya’s master who concealed her fate.

He had already prepared himself for the possibility that Yaya's master would be an old fellow like him, who had left behind thousands of years ago.

But no old guy dares to teach his disciples to communicate directly with the Heaven.

When Yaya was burning incense just now, there was indeed an unknown powerful force lingering around her... Maybe it was really the power of heaven...

Is Yaya the daughter of Heaven?

Yaya had no idea that Ying Wugui was thinking such a terrible thing. She muttered in response: "Why are you asking the same question as Uncle Cui and the others? Strange, I don't know who my master is, but I know he has a lifespan of a thousand years."

"Can you calculate your master's lifespan?" Ying Wugui asked hurriedly after hearing the key information.

"Yeah." Yaya raised her chin proudly, "Master said that we can't force people related to us to calculate things, but Master suddenly said that he was going to die, so Yaya secretly calculated things for him."

Ying Wugui relaxed.

No, it could also be that she did it just for Yaya to see it.

Ying Wugui stared at Yaya in silence for a long time before he suppressed all his turbulent thoughts.

He rubbed Yaya's little head and said, "Well, it's a good thing that you can figure it out. Go and check out the photos taken by Lu Xingyun. He's waiting for you."

Lu Xingyun was indeed waiting for Yaya.

The agreement stated that the photos needed to be reviewed by Ying Wugui, Xue Xiaoni, and Yaya before he could send them out. After sending them out, he had to ensure that the photos would not be leaked online later, otherwise he would have to pay three times the penalty.

Ying Wugui and Xue Xiaoni have both seen it, but Yaya herself has not.

Seeing Yaya coming over, Lu Xingyun squatted down and showed Yaya the photos stored in his mobile phone.

Looking at himself, Lu Xingyun felt that the photography skills he had practiced in front of his ex-girlfriend were really good.

The composition of each photo and even Yaya’s expression are captured just right, so cute.

Lu Xingyun watched it again with Yaya and couldn't help but praise his own skills.

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"How is it? Little Master, the photo is good, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it's really good."

The photos were indeed beautiful, and Yaya did not hesitate to praise Lu Xingyun and gave him a thumbs up.

Lu Xingyun was so happy when Yaya praised him.

While I was happy, I couldn't help but have tears in my eyes.

He remembered that at the beginning he was proud of his status and thought that Yaya accepted money for fortune-telling because she didn't realize how close the Lu family was to her. He thought Yaya just wanted money and even said something excessive.

Why didn't he have the ability to travel back in time and slap himself? Yaya wasn't his sister's child, so what he said was excessive enough. What made him hate himself even more was that Yaya already knew that he was his fourth uncle at that time...

Yaya saw that Lu Xingyun was about to cry suddenly, and her little brows were tightly furrowed.

She didn't even try to hide the disdain in her eyes.

When Lu Xingyun saw Yaya's eyes, he knew that Yaya still didn't like him very much. He felt even sadder and couldn't hold back his tears.

In the distance, Xue Xiaoni, who had been paying attention to how Lu Xingyun and Yaya were getting along, frowned.

She thought about it and walked over to Yaya and asked her if she could hold her.

Yaya said yes, so Xue Xiaoni picked Yaya up and asked Lu Xingyun again: "Mr. Lu, I haven't asked you yet, what exactly are you going to do by taking pictures of our Yaya?"

I just looked at a photo, but I cried.

Could it be that Lu Xingyun really has some serious illness?

Lu Xingyun was already crying silently. When he looked up, he found that Xue Xiaoni's eyes were exactly the same as Yaya's, so he quickly pretended to be calm.

"Mr. Xue, I just want to send it to my family. My family members are all fans of Xiao Guanzhu."

Xue Xiaoni looked suspicious: "Then why are you crying to Yaya?" Are you trying to act pitiful to achieve some unspeakable secret? Xue Xiaoni didn't ask the last sentence directly.

If Lu Xingyun really had bad intentions, she would only alert him by asking.

Lu Xingyun shook his head: "I usually don't act like this, I just remembered something sad..."

Xue Xiaoni looked at Lu Xingyun doubtfully for a long time.

Lu Xingyun had no choice but to hand the phone to Xue Xiaoni: "Boss Xue, look, I really only sent it to the family group."

Before posting, the confidentiality agreement was also placed in the Lu family’s announcement.