Fortune Teller Master

Remember in one second

"At first I didn't think about it on my ancestral grave, but I didn't know the truth until I overheard my son calling that feng shui master a few days ago." , I dare not say it. I heard the meaning on the phone, once the Feng Shui Bureau is established, it will not be broken, otherwise the family will be destroyed. "

Fatty Wang sneered: "Your family is not far from being destroyed now."

Zhang Jianguo lowered his head: "I know this and I can't sleep all day long. I happened to see the master's fortune-telling that day and I stopped. Who would have thought that the master could see at a glance that there was something wrong with my family and I was unsure. That's why I was asked to go home and calm down for three days."

"The fat master is right. My family is not far from the ruins. At first, my son made a small fortune, so we had a small illness and a small disaster. The older I get, my family has become like this, will there be a way for our family to survive in the future? It’s okay for our family to be unlucky. If it affects the children of my cousins, I have no face to see them again!” Zhang Jianguo cried Covering his face: "Master, please save my granddaughter, I am willing to die for my granddaughter for the sins of my son."

Lin Qingyin touched the tortoise shell in his hand: "The bell has to be tied, so call your son."

Chapter 14 Making Wedding Dresses for Others

Zhang Jianguo wiped his tears and went back to his room to make a phone call. Zhang Wu on the other side of the phone had just returned from the hospital to the company and was smoking a cigarette impatiently. Thinking of the wealth he now owns, and thinking about the lost son and daughter on the hospital bed, Zhang Wu was irritable. With a wave of his hand, he knocked the teacup on the table to the ground.

The phone rang, Zhang Wu glanced at the name on the phone, put the cigarette in 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, and his tone was a little impatient: "Dad, don't make trouble, you don't know what's going on."

Zhang Jianguo took a long sigh: "Yes, I don't know what happened, but the master knows. She said that you moved the ancestral grave to the murderous ground and used murderous objects to make a fortune, and the disasters in the family are all caused by you, you hurry up Come back."

Zhang Wu was shocked and asked hesitantly, "Does she really say that?"

"Yes, I also saw that our family was dead, injured and sick, otherwise I would not have brought her back." Zhang Jianguo thought of his grandson who left unexpectedly and shed tears again: "Zhang Wu, I will not let you do this again. If the nonsense goes on, if our family is gone, I will sever the father-son relationship with you!"

The call was cut off, and Zhang Wu was silent as he listened to the beeping sound coming from the microphone. He took a deep breath and sat on the expensive all-leather sofa to make a call. After a long time, the call was connected, and a lazy voice came from the receiver: "Boss Zhang, what's the matter?"

Zhang Wu sat up straight, and asked eagerly: "Master Wang, didn't you say that it was all minor illnesses and minor disasters? But my son is gone, and now my daughter is seriously ill again! Master, I only have two children, you Can't you find a way to keep one for me?"

As if the other party didn't hear Zhang Wu's hoarse roar, he still said lightly: "Is such a great fortune in vain? Naturally there is a price to pay..." Hearing Zhang Wu's breathing suddenly thickened, Wang The master comforted a few words indifferently: "Don't worry, I'll figure it out for you, when this disaster is over, your wealth will reach a new height, and then your wealth will be able to suppress your family's ancestral grave. Fierce aura."

Zhang Wu's voice was a little hoarse: "I don't want to ask for more wealth, I can't pay the price."

Master Wang's voice became cold, and there was an obvious threat in his words: "You think this is a game, and you want to stop it? Zhang Wu, this great formation is arranged according to your birthday, so the luck of your whole family will be equal. Gathered on you. If you want to forcibly stop the big formation, all the vicious aura accumulated in the formation will also gather on you, and you don’t need me to tell you what the consequences will be.”

Hearing that Zhang Wu had not spoken for a long time, the tone over there was much more relaxed: "The child can be reborn, even if your wife can't give birth, there are also beautiful little girls outside, you 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 unrestrained son stood side by side with him, and his seven-year-old daughter put his arms around his waist and turned towards the camera. Showing a sweet smile. And now my son is gone

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