The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Qian is the most handsome: I am a heavenly master.

After Qi Yan's news was sent, the entire WeChat group was silent.

Qi Yan put down his mobile phone, opened the game and prepared to read the book. Since the last time he refused a female player in the game to find her husband in the game, the female player has been preaching that he is not loyal and does not look like a man. Many people in the gang have expressed opinions on him. I don't like to do anything with him anymore.

He was too lazy to have a deep brotherhood with these people, so he retired from the gang and went to a new gang. When he was fine, he brought his trumpet to brush his books and made equipment, which was quite interesting.

After playing with the trumpet for more than half an hour, Qi Yan suddenly saw someone in the world playing a big speaker.

[World] So many things: Money is the most handsome, I like you, how about we get married?

This news has been swiping more than ten speakers in a row, and many people join in the fun in the world, making Qianqian the most handsome and soon marry this girl.

Many times in the game world, there are many boys and girls, so female players cherish items in the game. Now there are guys who are confessed by their sisters using paper-brushed loudspeakers, and they envy a bunch of single dogs.

Qi Yan glanced at the ID of his game account, clicked on the female player's avatar, and chose to chat privately.

[Private chat] Qian Qian is the most handsome and said to Yun Yunduo: sister paper, stop playing the speaker, in reality I have people who like and want to spend my life together, I will not get married in the game.

[Private chat] Yunyun Duo said to Qianqian the most handsome: reality is reality, games are games, we can only be game couples, anyway, it is games, why take it seriously.

Qi Yan silently turned off the game, with different ideas and unable to talk.

Many people think that games are games, reality is reality, and it doesn’t matter if you marry other people in the game. But in Qi Yan's view, this is tantamount to a kind of mental derailment.

According to their mysterious world, when a person's heart and eyes begin to move, his feet will become disobedient, and eventually his body and mind will become dishonest.

Turning off the computer, Qi Yan found that he had swiped a lot of messages in the WeChat group. When he turned it on, he almost turned the phone card to a black screen.

Lu Gang: Don't even want to brag?

Master Pei:!

Master Zhao:! !

Abbot Yun: Amitabha.

Shen Daochang: It's no wonder that you are so handy when you draw the talisman seal. Not only do you have so many formations, but you can also get things done in Hongliang Mountain. It turns out that you are a celestial master.

Lu Gang:...

Master Pei: You are a celestial master at a young age, and you deserve to be a celestial person.

Lu Gang:...

Master Zhao: Master Qi, can you contact those celestial masters? If possible, you can make an appointment to meet and discuss the countermeasures.

Perhaps because Qi Yan did not reply, the masters in the group chatted with each other, and their emotions seemed very high. It can be seen how much excitement the appearance of Qi Yan, the celestial master, is to them.

It took Qi Yan several minutes to read their chat records roughly, and he returned a message.

Qian is the most handsome: I'm going to ask, these celestial masters are not necessarily willing to show up.

"Boom!" Master Zhao knocked over the teacup in his hand, and several of his apprentices were startled.

"It's okay," Master Zhao didn't care about the wet table, got up and changed a place to sit down, and continued to play with his mobile phone. This "Internet addicted old man" appearance made the two apprentices shake their heads helplessly. Harmful.

Celestial Master, is a Celestial Master?

He had heard about the legend of the heavenly masters a long time ago. In the description of the masters, these heavenly masters are disciples who are loved by the heavens. They are amazingly talented and sensitive to the six senses. They may even use their eyes to control the situation. With eyes closed, the whole world is flat, Yuan Tiangang and Zhang Daoling of Tang Dynasty are such amazing characters.

It is a pity that with the passing of the times, the celestial masters have only existed in legends, and even these masters have become dispensable.

Sometimes he feels lost, and sometimes he feels that it is also good. Because everyone's life is better, you don't need to pin your hopes on the invisible and intangible ghosts. This is the progress of the times.

This kind of ambivalence is very strange, but none of this affects the various electronic products he created after breaking through feudal superstitions with various human beings.

When Qi Yan said that he was a celestial master, Master Zhao was surprised but not surprised, because this young man was so special, especially when he first saw Qi Yan, he was impressed.

At that time, Cen Qiusheng invited five masters to the old house. Except for Qi Yan's accident, the four of them were old acquaintances, so it was inevitable to pay more attention to Qi Yan. He is not good at face-to-face, so he found that Qi Yan's face was entangled with life and death, so he thought he was wrong, and deliberately secretly asked the other three old friends.

Among the four of them, the one who was best at meeting each other was Old Wei. He only said this at the time.

"Destiny."

At that time, he didn't understand why Old Wei had to say such things. How could a young Fengshui master get involved with the destiny?

Now coming step by step, he watched Qi Yan break through the formation of Wang Xiangzhen, watched him be with Cen Baihe, who has Fu Duo Yizhe, watched him help Hua Xia win the Xuanshu exchange meeting. He brought them a lot of seals that should have been missing long ago, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the four words "mandate of heaven".

"Destiny..." Master Zhao sighed. When Old Wei said this, did he count his ending?

Those of them who are masters can count the way of others, but never see their own front.

In this magical land of China, there is a group of people who gather in the middle of the square almost every day to perform a mysterious ceremony. Countless people gather together with the most pious and enthusiastic attitude, dancing in different styles. Dance to prove that this is an easy way of singing and dancing.

It is rare that it hasn't snowed in these two days, and the old people in several communities have walked out of the house. Although the weather is cold, they can't stop them from wanting to sing and dance for the country.

The old man phalanx, Taijiquan phalanx, Latin dance phalanx, ethnic dance phalanx, and the most crowded group of demons flurry phalanx, appeared in the square one after another as if they had made an appointment.

"Big Apple", "National Style", "Climbing the Plateau", and "Carmen" are all in their hearts. For their own phalanx, they are willing to take off their thick coats and glow with youthful demeanor.

Wearing a thick coat, scarf and gloves, Qi Yan looked out of place among a group of lively grandfathers and old ladies. He looked at the crowd and finally found Hao Meili in the second row of the group of demons.

"Aunt Hao," Qi Yan approached Hao Meili, "I want to tell you something."

"Wait," Hao Meili twisted her waist and kicked her legs. "I'll talk about it after I jump."

"You are my big apple, I can't love you too much..."

Following the impassioned rhythm, Qi Yan couldn't help but twisted his waist and flicked his legs. An uncle next to him squinted at him, "Young man, go to the back to line up for dancing, you can't hold my hand out here."

Qi Yan ran to the back grimacingly and found a stool to sit down. Feeling that the wind was blowing a bit cold, he went to a nearby milk tea shop to buy a cup of hot milk tea and held it in his hand, only to feel better.

After a while, Hao Meili walked over with a ruddy face. Seeing him afraid of the cold, she said earnestly and earnestly: "Pay attention to your body. It's cold like this at a young age."

My Aunt Hao, today is 9 degrees below zero. Is it normal to dress like him?

But facing Aunt Hao, who was so hot with her jacket in her hand, that he couldn't say a word to refute.

"Let's go, said while walking," Hao Meili saw that Qi Yan was indeed looking for her, so she put on her coat and said to Qi Yan, "Did something happen?"

"Aunt Hao, have you heard about the kidnapping of artists in our country some time ago?"

"Well, the news has been on these days."

"The artist is the cousin of my birth mother's family. They kidnapped him to get my birthday horoscope."

"What's the use of getting your birth date," Hao Meili snorted, "You were a premature death. If you count your birth date, you would be dead."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled nostalgicly on his face: "Yes, if it weren't for the master, I would have turned into a bone."

"For ordinary people, the birth date is the moment of birth, but for you..." Hao Meili looked at Qi Yan, "but it is the moment when your master helps you seize the glimmer of life."

"I think that only you in this world know your birth date," Hao Meili said with emotion. "We celestial masters are all people who have survived by seizing a trace of heaven. We have lived in the world for a long time. I'm afraid I'll forget the eight characters."

"This world no longer needs our celestial master."

Hao Meili's voice was a little sad, but more of it was relief. It was like the flowers will wither and people will eventually die. No matter whether they can accept it or not, the ending will not change, but the time will be sooner or later.

"No, now Huaxia needs our celestial master." Qi Yan looked at Hao Meili, "I want to establish a barrier in Huaxia."

"What do you want to do?"

"With the breath of the earth of China, protect all things in China," Qi Yan said in a calm tone.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Hao Meili's expression became serious. "For things that no one has done before, why do you think you can do it?"

"I have a pair of heavenly eyes," Qi Yan pointed to his eyes, and for the first time told an outsider this secret, "These eyes can see the luck of the world."

"What are you talking about?!" Hao Meili's voice changed. She stretched out her hand to pull Qi Yan away from no one. "You said... you have a heavenly eye?"

Qi Yan nodded: "Aunt Hao, many people are looking at Huaxia now. I don't want to have another Wangxiangzhen incident, and I don't want anyone to take my Huaxia people as a sacrifice."

Hao Meili was silent for a moment: "Why did you tell this thing?"

Qi Yan thought for a while: "God gave me such a pair of eyes, and it made me survive from desperation, probably for me to protect this land."

Hao Meili shook her head: "You are wrong. This land is not your responsibility, nor my responsibility. It belongs to everyone."

Qi Yan smiled upon hearing the words: "Perhaps you are right, but I have a discipline. When Huaxia is in trouble, Tianyimen disciples should set an example to resist suffering and seek a chance for all things."