System: I am a second-hand dealer in the world of immortality

Compared with Shen Xia's "special forces style" request for signatures, He Shiqin's progress can be said to be slow.

He first carefully selected the signatures, and then used the Dajiao cup to make predictions. You can imagine how slow the progress was. I don't know how many times He Shiqin tried, but he finally succeeded in making the prediction after more than a quarter of an hour. Shen Xia obviously felt that he was relieved.

After He Shiqin got up, he took the sign and walked out of the door of the prayer hall one step ahead of Shen Xia. Seeing Lin You still waiting outside the door, he walked two steps at a time, stepped forward and said, "Senior, I would like to ask if you can Can you please preside over the interpretation for me? There will be no shortage of incense."

Lin You looked at Shen Xia who was slowly following behind. He looked a little embarrassed and said, "Fellow Daoist He, the prison has been waiting for you for a long time. The host happened to have arrangements. I'm afraid it won't be convenient to receive guests today."

He Shiqin felt that it was a pity, but the prison was fine, so he said, "Then I'll have to help you, senior."

Lin You called another monk over and said to He Shiqin: "Fellow Daoist He, please go with me to see the prison."

He Shiqin nodded, thinking about asking Shen Xia to go with him to clear the signatures, so he asked: "Senior, can Shen Xia come with me? Can it be convenient for the prison hospital to clear Shen Xia's signatures together?"

After Shen Xia asked for the signature, she lost interest. She waved her hand and said, "Mr. He, no need, I don't believe this. You go ahead, I'll wait for you in the living room."

He Shiqin thought that he might still have some personal questions that needed to be answered, so he didn't force himself anymore. He thanked Lin You again and followed another monk to find the prison.

Here, before Lin You could say anything, Shen Xia took out the snacks she had bought earlier from her backpack and handed them to Lin You: "Mr. Lin, you are so petty and disrespectful." These were all things Shen Xia had tasted before. An exotic snack that I think tastes pretty good.

Once familiar, Lin You was able to accept Shen Xia's things without changing his expression. Besides, he also gave Shen Xia a lot of talismans, which was a fair transaction.

"Shen Xinshi, someone wants to see you, please come with me." Lin You skillfully stuffed the things into his sleeves and said to Shen Xia.

Maybe Lin You also has some space magic weapon in his sleeves? Otherwise, how could such a large package be packed in? Shen Xia thought as she looked at Lin You's sleeves to see if they had changed at all.

"Shen Xinshi, Shen Xinshi?" Lin You saw Shen Xia staring at his sleeves in a daze and reminded him.

"Oh, okay, please ask the immortal to lead the way." Shen Xia came back to her senses.

Speaking of which, He Shiqin followed the monks from Tiansheng Temple to the living room of the prison courtyard. The living room is very simply decorated, with a shrine on one side and a tea hall on the other.

At this time, a monk in his early fifties, with white silk beard and hair, wearing a simple white robe and a white cloth cap, was sitting at the tea table and washing tea. When he saw He Shiqin come in, he smiled slightly He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist He, please take a seat."

He Shiqin was guided to sit across from the prison. He was about to ask, but he heard the prison say: "It is better to be calm when drinking tea. Tea with a calm mind will be more fragrant."

He Shiqin had to sit quietly.

Not long after, a cup of tea was brought to He Shiqin. The prison guard smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist He, please have some tea."

He Shiqin took a small sip of tea and drank it slowly. He felt a spiritual power flowing around him, and the spiritual power flowed through every pore in his body along with the blood. This power opened up the blocked meridians throughout the body, and this spiritual power continued to flow and gather in the body. With just this small cup, He Shiqin's cultivation level has improved a lot.

He Shiqin was shocked. How many treasures of heaven and earth were there in Tiansheng Temple? Can this Zhong Ling tea be used to entertain people at will? I am just an ordinary outer disciple!

"Fellow Daoist He, you can tell me what confusion you have now." The prison guard poured another cup into He Shiqin's cup.

He Shiqin did not dare to drink anymore, and quickly and respectfully presented the signature he had requested with both hands: "Prison Court, I am begging you to interpret the signature."

The supervisor took the signature and saw that it read: "Wei Ji, Heng, the little fox Ji Ji, wet its tail, no profit."

The Supervisor put the signature aside and asked He Shiqin: "Friend He, what result do you expect? Lin You must have told you that when interpreting the signature, no matter who interprets it, they should not be superstitious or follow blindly. They should Be wise and clear-minded.”

"Prison House, I... I did some wrong things before and used some unscrupulous means to get myself promoted. Now... now this matter is on the verge of being exposed. I... I don't know what kind of punishment I will receive. I don't know about the punishment... I don't know what to do in the future." He Shiqin explained his situation to the prison in embarrassment.

The Supervisor smiled and shook his head: "Friend He Dao, you don't need to explain to me what you have experienced. I just asked you what result you want to get." The Supervisor pushed the cup of tea towards He Shiqin: "Drink this cup of tea, maybe, You can get answers.”

The prison officer's words are very tempting. Can you get the answer by drinking this cup of tea? He Shiqin looked at the cup of tea in front of him, paused, picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as the scene changed, He Shiqin felt dizzy and found himself at the sect's grand ceremony.

"The outer disciples whose names I read will come out!" He Shiqin heard the outer disciples saying on the high platform.

"Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Lu Renjia... He Shiqin..." He Shiqin stood up quickly when he heard his name.

"The above-mentioned outer sect disciples whose names were read, due to their good performance in the sect's grand examination, have been promoted to inner sect disciples at the decision of the sect leader!" He Shiqin was immediately dazzled by the good news, regardless of the fact that he was directly attending the sect's grand ceremony. I laughed out loud, finally, finally I am also a glorious inner disciple!

"Hey, He Shiqin, why are you giggling? Where are the spiritual stones promised to us this month? You won't have to default again, right? You entered the inner gate thanks to our blessing, so don't do anything to burn bridges." Someone. Pushing He Shiqin to the ground, He Shiqin stopped laughing. Wasn't he just at the sect ceremony? Where is this? He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. They were already the uniform clothes of the inner sect disciples. Have he really become an inner sect disciple? !

"Why are you pretending to be stupid? What are you talking about? I didn't give you the spiritual stone last month, do you still have to default this month? Be careful, I will report you to the deacon's office!" Someone kicked He Shiqin viciously.

Only then did He Shiqin see clearly that the people in front of him were the same people he had taken care of before. He Shiqin subconsciously touched the mustard bag, only to find that his mustard bag was empty. "I...give me a few more days, and I'll write to my parents and ask them to send some money." He Shiqin spoke subconsciously.

"Hahahahahaha," the group of people roared with laughter, "Are you stupid? Your parents have already given us the land deeds as a filial piety, haven't they? Master He!"

how come! He Shiqin's face turned pale and he wanted to get up from the ground. The group of people each kicked He Shiqin to the ground: "Since Senior Brother He can't come up with the money, let's give him a beating first to vent our anger!"

He Shiqin curled up on the ground holding his head and murmured: "How could it be, how could this happen? Am I not already an inner disciple?"

He Shiqin only felt a chill on his brow, and returned to the tea room. The prison guard was sitting across from him, looking at him with a smile.

I'm in trouble again.