Fortune Teller Master

Zhang Jianguo should come back to the room with a tear in his mouth and call. Zhang Wugang from the hospital went back to the company and smoked anxiously, remembering the wealth he now has and thinking about the lost son and the daughter on the bed, Zhang Wu was upset Waved his hand over the cup on the table.

The phone rang, Zhang Wu glanced at the name on the phone, pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, and tried to calm down his voice: "Dad, is there something wrong?"

"You go home." Zhang Jianguo said simply: "I invited a master to come back."

Zhang Wu rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, a little impatient in his tone: "Dad, don't mess up, you don't know what's going on."

Zhang Jianguo sighed: "Yes, I don't know what is going on, but the master knows. She said you moved the ancestral tomb to the fierce ground and used the murderous thing to set up the fortune bureau. The disasters at home were all caused by you. Come back."

Zhang Wu felt a shock, and hesitantly asked: "Have she really said that?"

"Yes, I also saw one death and one injury and one illness in our family, otherwise I would not invite her back." Zhang Jianguo remembered that the grandson who left unexpectedly shed tears again: "Zhang Wu, I will not let you do that again The nonsense is gone, and if our family is gone, I will sever the relationship between you and your father!"

The call was cut, and Zhang Wu was silent as he heard the beeping sound from the microphone. He took a deep breath and sat on an expensive leather sofa to make a call. It took a long time before the call was connected. A lazy voice came from the microphone: "Boss Zhang, what's the matter?"

Zhang Wumeng straightened his body and asked anxiously, "Master Wang, didn't you say that all were minor illnesses and minor disasters? But my son is gone and now my daughter is seriously ill! Master, I have two children, you Can't I find a way to help me leave one?"

As if the other party didn't hear Zhang Wu's exhausted roar, he still said lightly: "So big fortune is white? Naturally it has to pay a price..." Hearing Zhang Wu's breathing sound suddenly thickened, Wang The master comforted a few words without worrying: "You can rest assured, I will take care of you for you. When this disaster passes, your wealth will reach a new height, and then your wealth will be able to suppress the evil of your ancestral grave. Annoyed."

Zhang Wu's voice was hoarse: "I don't want to ask for more wealth, I can't afford it."

Master Wang's voice was cold, and there was an obvious threat in his words: "Do you think this is a game, stop if you want to stop? Zhang Wu, this big array is placed according to your birthday, so your family's luck will be all Gathered on you. If you want to forcibly stop the large array, all the fierce anger accumulated in that array will also gather on you. How do you know the consequences without me saying."

Hearing Zhang Wu’s speech for a long time, the tone over there also became a lot easier to listen to: “The child can still be reborn, even if your wife can’t have a baby, and there are some pretty girls outside who are still worried about this with your current assets. ?"

Zhang Wu opened his mouth and didn't speak. His eyes fell on a family portrait on the desk. His handsome and handsome son stood beside him. His seven-year-old daughter cuddled and embraced his waist. A sweet smile appeared. And now the son is gone, the daughter's smile is gone, leaving only weakness and sickness.

Zhang Wu hung up the phone and picked up the car key on the table and hurried towards the elevator.

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Lin Qingyin was sitting on the sofa, stroking the turtle shell in his hand again and again, and he didn't want to talk to people. Wang Fatzi was drinking tea and chatting with Zhang Jianguo, and it took only half an hour to get a clear picture of people's situation. Even Zhang Wu's tragic journey also knew that there was no difference.

Zhang Wu walked hurriedly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two strangers sitting in the living room. He didn't care about changing his shoes and reached out directly to Wang Fatzi. He said very politely, "You are the master my father invited back."

Fatty Wang waved his hand with a smile and made a gesture to Lin Qingyin who was still sitting on the sofa: "This is the master, Master Lin Qingyin Lin."

Zhang Wu looked at Lin Qingyin's still immature face, looked at Wang Fatzi in amazement and confusion, and asked in disbelief: "Master is joking."

"No kidding, this is the master I invited back." Zhang Jianguo glared at Zhang Wu and quickly introduced to Lin Qingyin: "Master, this is my son Zhang Wu."

Zhang Wu looked at Xia Lin Qingyin again, and did not care about politeness. He reached out and dragged Zhang Jianguo into the side bedroom, trying to suppress his anger: "Dad, are you kidding me? A half-old child, you tell me Is it a master? Is this a liar?

"Liar?" Zhang Jianguo sneered: "I wish she was a liar, so everything she said was false. I don't know what you did in the background, but you ask yourself, is she talking about facts? "

Zhang Wu was speechless, Zhang Jianguo glared at him: "I told you that I was invited back, you have to respect me. If the master is gone, I will jump with your mother directly Go, you will be killed sooner or later."

Zhang Wu had nothing more to say. He bowed his head and followed Zhang Jianguo back to the living room. Lin Qingyin looked at Zhang Wu and suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Zhang Wu's hair was straight in her laughing heart, and a little uneasy squeeze out a smile: "Master Lin, what are you laughing at?"

"When I saw your father before, I thought you didn't care about anything to make a fortune. Until I saw you, I didn't know that I was too smart about what you think." Lin Qingyin touched the turtle shell, and left with some sarcasm. Mouth: "I'm laughing at you being stupid, so stupid that I take my life to fill other people's luck."

Zhang Wu felt cold in his heart, and he seemed to want to understand something. His face suddenly turned pale: "What do you mean?"

Lin Qingyin watched Zhang Wu's body being entangled in bad luck and bad luck, and a trace of essence flew out of his body to an unknown place.

"Do you think that after you set up that formation, your family's luck is concentrated on you? Wrong, in fact, you are just a carrier, your family is the sacrifice of the Feng Shui formation, and the benefit is that. People in formation."

Zhang Wu's face was white, and he said incoherently: "Impossible, if so, how did I get rich? It was only after I moved my ancestral grave that my business was so big."

Lin Qingyin looked at him with pity: "I have told you that you are the carrier that connects the Feng Shui array and the person who is in the formation. The luck travels through your body and you naturally follow the light, but wait for you The luck of the whole family is used up, and you are the last sacrifice."

Zhang Wu sank little by little in his heart. He remembered that when he first saw this Master Wang, he originally just wanted to find a prosperous treasure place for the prosperous descendants. It was Master Wang who had always encouraged him to set up a fortune with fierce objects on the fierce land. And vowed that the assurances at most would make the family a little bit sick and catastrophic, as long as they are rich, these are not a thing.

A few years ago, it was like Master Wang said that his family is not in good health at all, and there are more minor disasters. But since the sudden accidental death of his son last year, things are not as simple as Master Wang said.

In fact, Zhang Wu was not unaware of it. During this year, he kept calling Master Wang to hope that he would take action, but Master Wang said that the meaning was on the outside and inside, and the ancestral tomb could not move, otherwise the whole family would die. In private, he also contacted several masters to see Feng Shui on Zu Grave, but no one could see the doorway, let alone help him to change the Feng Shui.

Zhang Wu's face was pale, although he didn't want to believe it was true, but the situation at home and Master Wang's reaction told him that Lin Qingyin was right, he was pitted, and pitted into his son's life !

Zhang Wu's eyes looked through a trace of despair: "Master Wang, who helped our family see Feng Shui, and I said that the ancestral tomb could not be moved, otherwise our entire family will be bitten, and none of them will survive."

Zhang Jianguoqi gave Zhang Wu a loud slap in the face, and Zhang Wu dared not cover his face, plopped on his knees and begged in front of Lin Qingyin: "Master Lin, please help us break this Feng Shui Bureau!" "

Fatty Wang reached out and lifted Zhang Wu like a man. He said happily: "There is something to say, don't need this. Since Master Lin stopped the old man alone that day, he was here to help you. But we One yard to one yard, we have already collected one thousand dollars for the hexagram, and this break is not the price."

"I understand that I understand." Zhang Wu quickly wiped his tears and said: "As long as the master broke this situation, everyone in the family is safe and sound, and I am willing to pay as much as possible."

Lin Qingyin said: "It's not difficult for me to break the game, but forcibly cut off the luck, you will definitely suffer some bite. You don't have to think about money or anything, and your own life will also be affected."

Zhang Wu squeezed a bit of a wry smile: "As long as my girlfriend can recover health."

Hearing what he said seemed like a man's words, Lin Qingyin reluctantly comforted him with a sentence: "You can rest assured that the people who set up this Feng Shui bureau are more likely to be bitter than you."

Zhang Wu smiled bitterly, what could the other party do, and his son could not come back again. With a sigh of regret, Zhang Wu's voice brought a hint of decisiveness: "Master Lin, if the Feng Shui Bureau breaks open, will I be punished immediately?"

Lin Qingyin: "You have two days."

Zhang Wu nodded his head, his eyes flashing with relief: "Two days is enough for me to arrange the family affairs."

Zhang Jianguo didn't care about Zhang Wu anymore. Even if Zhang Wu died soon, he would say that he deserved it. What he distressed about was the child lying in the hospital. Pushing away his son, Zhang Jianguo couldn't wait to ask: "Master, are we going to see the ancestral grave now?"

Lin Qingyin stood by the turtle shell: "We will start on time tomorrow at 8 o'clock, you go and prepare something for me..."

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At 4:30 in the morning, Lin Qingyin got up and meditated as usual. She practiced until 7 o'clock in the morning before she got out of bed. When she walked out of the room, she found that her mother didn't go to work.

Lin Qingyin walked into the bathroom with a toothbrush. When he came out, he found his mother looking at herself worriedly.

"Mom, are you taking a rest today?" Lin Qingyin did not move the clean water noodles on the table, but took a packet of biscuits from the coffee table and tore it apart.

Qingyin's mother looked at Lin Qingyin again and again and asked tentatively, "Yinyin, I found a lot of fruit and sorbet drinks in the refrigerator at home these two days. Did you buy them?"

"No!" Lin Qingyin said incomparably: "It was bought by a friend."

The worry on Qingyin’s mother’s face was even more obvious, and she couldn’t even keep her smile on her face: “What kind of friend? When I went out to buy food in the morning, I heard your neighbor, Auntie Wang, say that two men came to our house these two days. Who are they?"

Lin Qingyin looked at her mother a little bit puzzled, and said naturally: "Come to help me make up the class! The young man named Jiang Wei was our top student in the college entrance examination a few years ago. I helped his family a little bit, So he came to oblige me to take classes, and the fat man followed them."

Lin Qingyin's mother remembered seeing the book on the living room table suddenly relieved after work these days, and her smile immediately returned to her face: "Why don't you see your child say that early, and let people buy fruit snacks, and return to your mother to give you get ready."

It wasn’t too early to see it, and Qingyin’s mother hurriedly changed her shoes and went out: “I’m going to work first, Qingyin, you’re studying hard at home, and I will buy fruit back at night.”

Lin Qingyin nodded indifferently and waited for the tortoise to go downstairs after eating the cookie. Zhang Wu's off-road vehicle was already parked downstairs waiting for her. But at this time, the voiceless mother who had just arrived at the work unit stopped suddenly, her brow furrowed tightly: "She helped others a little bit? What can she do with a child?"