Chapter 295: Retreat?

At this time, the old guy looked serious and looked at Mo Dongcheng carefully, and under Su Jin's dumbfounded gaze, he actually counted out.
This--
The old guy turned out to be a magic stick!
Su Jin thought in his heart dumbfounded.
The old guy moved his lips and finally said, "If you develop like you are now, you won't live for sixty, and you don't have any fatal diseases, you just die of old age."
Mo Dongcheng smiled bitterly, "I know that an expert once told me that I could not escape a catastrophe at the age of 57. No one else knew about this."
"It's not that you can't hide, as long as you do what I said, you can hide." The old guy said lightly.
"What's the old man's opinion?" Mo Dongcheng was in awe. Now, as long as people can live, no one wants to die.
The old guy smiled and nodded, "With a cup of tea, I will tell you."
"Neglect! Yulin, come to tea!" Mo Dongcheng immediately woke up and waved.
Mo Yulin is also more anxious. Although he has some small opinions about the old guy, he still admires the master's ability in his heart. If his father really has anything to do, then the influence on the entire Mo family will be useful. Terrible to describe!
When Mo Yulin finished the tea, the old guy sipped his tea and said, "Good tea, the best Biluochun."
"Master, say it when you come!" Mo Yulin saw a little sweat on his forehead and asked when he looked at the old guy.
"You baby, you are enthusiastic now."
The old guy's tone was a little dissatisfied.
Mo Yulin knew that the old guy was helping her father. When she said this, she was a little dissatisfied with her not going with him. She didn't know how to answer the call for a while, and her face was flushed.
Su Jin saw in his eyes, he didn’t know the old guy’s thoughts, he just wanted to make Mo Yulin no longer angry with him, that is to say, doing her a favor is always very useful, and Mo Yu Lin is also a person of gratitude.
Seeing that several people were waiting for themselves to speak, the old guy said, "Let go of your property and let others take care of it. Here I have an article on how to raise your spirit and spirit. You should practice it every day. Within a month, your vitality will be returned, and your gray hair will turn black. Let alone fifty-seven, it is a hundred years old. It is also a very simple matter."
what?
Mo Dongcheng stayed, and Mo Yulin was not much better.
And Su Jin wondered, the old guy has such a good way to hide privately and give it to himself to practice, then he can live a long life?
"Old gentleman, can it really be that amazing?" Mo Dongcheng asked after taking a deep breath.
"Of course, but your business has to be taken care of by others. Don't be angry at ordinary times and live a calm life. Your hair won't turn black within a month. You can find me." The old guy said.
"Well, anyway, there are many professional managers now, and they can also hand over the property to Yulin and her uncle. If it is really as magical as the old man said, I will be worth it in my entire life." Mo Dongcheng was excited and physically All trembling slightly because of happiness.
The old guy waved his hand to Mo Yulin, "Bring paper and pen."
Where did Mo Yulin dare to have an opinion on him, it was related to the life of this old man, so he immediately took out the pen and paper from the desk beside him.
The paper is rice paper, and the pen is a brush. Mo Dongcheng usually likes to practice handwriting alone in the house, so there is no shortage of these.
The old guy got up, stepped forward and waved his big hand again and again, writing six lines and seventy-eight characters like a dragon and snake.
"This word--" Mo Dongcheng's heart was pounding, his own writing was praised as early as 30 years ago, now he is fifty years old, and his writing is naturally much better than before. In his state of calligraphy, when few people convinced him, but the old guy’s handwriting almost made him feel like a little witch. If his own handwriting is compared with the old guy’s, it’s definitely It's not an exaggeration to call it garbage.
Absolutely--
When Su Jin saw the word, he nodded in agreement. The word on it was meandering and vigorous, but in some places it was full of vitality. He looked directly at the word as if he was alive. Not only that, this The words seem to make people feel particularly happy emotions, it is a kind of great joy, great freedom, great freedom! See through everything!
Pretending to be x, Su Jin looked at the old guy’s face and felt uneasy. I thought that what I wrote was no worse than you. At the beginning...
"Good, good!" Mo Dongcheng said three good words in a row, making Mo Yulin both dumbfounded in admiration secretly.
The old guy nodded and said, "Practice according to the content for three hours a day, so you can live a long life."
"Thank you!" Mo Dongcheng feels that his life is not too important anymore. The key is this character. If this character appears at an auction, even if it is written by an unknown person, someone who knows the goods will probably do it. Taken at a high price, the value of this character is incalculable!
"No, I help you because your daughter is my apprentice, so I can practice according to the above requirements, and I can't do it one step away." The old guy said to Mo Dongcheng.
At the same time, he also blinked at Su Jin, as if to say something.
Paralyzed
Su Jin felt the pride of the old guy, and at the same time he was very boring, showing off with a younger generation, should he still want to ‘Bilian’?
"Apprentice, let's not sit more, it's time to start." The old guy didn't want to stay here for a long time, said to Mo Yulin.
"Master, I'll follow you tomorrow morning, okay?" Mo Yulin asked embarrassedly.
The old guy looked at her for a while, but finally sighed in his heart, got up and said, "Yes, I will send a plane to pick you up tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you, Master." Mo Yulin nodded and said.
"Smelly boy, what are you doing in a daze, can you leave? I have to go back if I don't leave." The old guy asked Su Jin.
"I also have something to deal with. When Uncle Mo is back to normal, I will come and give gifts again!" Su Jin also stood up and said.
"Can't you sit for a while?" Mo Dongcheng asked cautiously.
"No, everyone is busy, remember what I told you." The old guy waved his sleeves and walked out the door first.
"I'll give it to you." Mo Yulin immediately followed.
Outside the door, after bidding farewell to Mo Yulin, Su Jin asked weirdly: "Old guy, are the things you said true or false?"
"When did I lie to you?" Seeing that Su Jin didn't believe him, the old guy blew his beard and stared.
"That's just right." Su Jin stretched out his hand, "Come on, my old man still needs a copy, um, my wife and their sisters also have to live a long time, hand it over."
"Fart!" The old guy was so annoyed that he said angrily, "You kid is stupid!"
"What do you mean?" Su Jin was puzzled by some Zhang Er monks.
"I gave you the best, don't you want to retreat?" the old guy asked.
"Can the mysterious technique have that effect?" Su Jin was stunned.
"of course!"
"Oh, I understand." Su Jin rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Why don't your old man go to my place to sit?"
"No, I just happened to gather with an old friend by the way. You can go back." The old guy refused Su Jin's invitation and waved his hand.
Su Jin smiled and said, "Or, I'll take you there?"
"How far is your kid? If it wasn't for that Nizi this time, how could I break the secret, sigh...you have lost a lot of money, you quickly get out, and I will go by myself." The old guy didn't seem to want to follow Su. Jin stayed for too long, as if hiding from a plague god, he turned and left.
It is strange to say that there is still a long distance from the corner, but Su Jin watched the old guy quickly disappear.
Shaking his head, Su Jin murmured this time. It seems that the old guy is far more mysterious than he thought. He feels that he hasn't squeezed out the real ability of this old guy, especially the ability he just showed, is it this old thing? Can you predict the future? So what's your final outcome?
Unable to figure it out, Su Jin didn't deliberately think about it anymore, and finally opened the car door and sat in.
Mo's family is still some distance away from where he lives. He drove all the way, and now it was close to eleven o'clock in the night. If you want to come to your wife, their party should be over.
what--
There was a noisy sound in front, and then the bench flew around, and one even almost smashed into his car!
Grandma's--
Who is so awkward?