"Little Lord, there is a man outside the door who claims to be a diviner."

Outside Chen Fan's study, Weng Yan's voice came.

After pondering for a long time in the study, chen fan's voice came out: "bring to see me."

After a while, Weng Yan appeared in front of Chen Fan with a handsome young man in his early twenties.

The young man was dressed in white, with a crown on his head, and his two hair bands were spread down the back of his head, watching him drift away from the dust.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upward, the way he looked smiling all the time.

Generally speaking, an ordinary person would be in awe when he saw chen fan, the prefect of Yuzhou. However, he did not have the magic chance. Instead, he was very calm and simply threw his fist at chen fan.

"It's a magic opportunity. I'll see the grand governor."

After a greeting, chen fan didn't respond. He just murmured to himself: "it seems that I think I'm wrong. That magic machine can't be so young."

Although some monks are more concerned about their appearance, so they often maintain the stability of their appearance through cultivation, but the old state is the old state, which can't be covered up.

And the magic machine in front of you, looking at your early twenties, may actually be the same.

This is not in line with what Jia boqian said when he was in the capital, which showed him a bright way.

In this way, I'm afraid only two situations can explain it.

First, I'm afraid it's the magic machine in front of me. I don't know where I learned about the life cultivation. So I swaggered around under the name of Shenji.

Secondly, it is more simple, that is, this is the three characters of Shenji. To put it simply, it is not a person's name, but a symbol.

As long as it's a life cultivation, anyone can call it shushenji.

With the curiosity of the people in front of him, chen fan turned his eyes and thought of a clever plan.

"It's said that you have ordered the master to have no last resort. Is there such a thing?"

To tell you the truth, when Chen Fan didn't speak just now, he was very nervous. Now, if Chen Fan spoke, it would be easier to do.

At once, he said, "even if you don't dare to do it, you don't dare to lose face to the person who has been ordered to practice."

"Good!" Chen Fan nodded, leaned forward, looked down at Suan Shenji and said, "so you are calculating now. What am I thinking?"

A word export, calculate divine machine, cold sweat all come down, the heart says how to have such not according to common sense card.

How can you let Mingxiu calculate what's hidden in your heart.

Although it is not impossible to calculate, but it happens to be a magic machine can not ah.

Originally, he wanted to come to Chen fan to share a share and get some benefits, but he was baffled first.

"Why, can't you figure it out?"

Chen Fan's body sat back again, his face full of happiness and listlessness.

In order to prove himself, he said, "I can work out. What you think in your mind is the land under your feet, the world you can see, and the whole East China!"

It has to be said that shushenji is really quick witted. In fact, it is all for us to strive for this kind of words at this time.

But it's a pity that Chen fan is putting himself in a dilemma. How can he let the computer Shenji pass the test so easily.

"Is this life cultivation? It seems that it is no more than that. Weng Yan, kill it!"

A sudden sentence completely blinded the computer.

Then he felt a cold touch on his neck, as if the next moment, he would be separated.

To tell you the truth, Shuan Shenji didn't know how he provoked chen fan. At this critical juncture, he knelt on the ground with a plop and opened his mouth quickly: "my Lord, I have old and junior high school students, and my family and younger martial sisters are waiting for me to go back and marry her."

"My Lord, please let me die. I will repay you in the future."

Shushenji's reaction can be said to make Chen Fan look at him with a new look. He has never seen such a... Such a soft skinned person.

"Well, I have something to do in the last few days. You can stay in my house for a while, and we will talk about it when I have finished my work."

After that, chen fan ordered Weng Yan to find a guest room for Suan Shenji.

There was a faint feeling in him.

This is not a magic machine.