Fortune Teller Master

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, the daughter's smile is gone, only weakness and pain remain.

Zhang Wu hung up the phone, picked up the car keys on the table, and quickly ran towards the elevator.

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Lin Qingyin sat on the sofa and stroked the turtle shell in her hand again and again, as if she didn't want to talk to anyone. Fatty Wang drank tea and chatted with Zhang Jianguo. It only took half an hour to get a clear picture of other people's situation. He even knew the history of Zhang Wu's fortune.

Zhang Wu walked in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two strangers sitting in the living room. He didn't bother to change his shoes and directly extended his hand to Fatty Wang, and 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 firmly on the sofa: "This is the master, Lin Qingyin, Master Lin."

Zhang Wu looked at Lin Qingyin's still somewhat immature face, looked at Fatty Wang in shock and confusion, and asked in disbelief, "Master, are you kidding me?"

"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 Lin Qingyin again, but he didn't care about politeness and reached out and dragged Zhang Jianguo into the bedroom beside him, trying to suppress his anger: "Dad, are you kidding me? A half-year-old child, you tell me her Master? Isn't that a liar?"

"Liar?" Zhang Jianguo sneered: "I hope she is a liar, so everything she says is false. I don't know what you are doing behind your back, but ask yourself, is what she said true? "

Zhang Wu was speechless for a while, Zhang Jianguo glared at him: "I told you that the person was brought back by me, you have to treat me with respect. If you get angry with the master, I will directly take your mother to jump off the building. You can go, you will be killed sooner or later."

Zhang Wu had nothing to say. He lowered his head and followed Zhang Jianguo back to the living room. Lin Qingyin glanced at Zhang Wu, and suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Zhang Wu's heart froze when she laughed, and he squeezed out a smile a little uneasy: "Master Lin, what are you laughing at?"

"When I saw your father before, I thought that you didn't care about anything to make a fortune. It wasn't until I saw you that I realized that I thought you were too smart." Lin Qingyin touched the turtle shell and left it sarcastically. Mouth: "I'm laughing at you being stupid, stupid enough to take your own life to fill other people's luck."

Zhang Wu felt a chill in his heart, as if he wanted to understand something, his face suddenly turned pale: "What do you mean by this?"

Lin Qingyin watched Zhang Wu's body entangled with bad luck and bad luck, and a trace of essence emerged from his body and floated to an unknown place.

"Do you think that after you set up that feng shui formation, the luck of your whole family will be concentrated on you? Wrong, in fact, you are just a carrier, your whole family is the sacrifice of that feng shui formation, and the one who benefits is the one The people who set up."

Zhang Wu's face was pale, and he said without a word: "Impossible. If so, how did I get rich? It was only after I moved the ancestral grave that the business became so big."

Lin Qingyin looked at him with pity: "I told you, you are the carrier that connects the Feng Shui formation and the person who arranged the formation, and luck will pass through your body, and you will naturally be soaked, but wait for you. The luck of the whole family is exhausted, and you are the last sacrifice."

Zhang Wu's heart sank little by little. He remembered that when he first met this Master Wang, he just wanted to find a feng shui treasure land where his descendants could flourish. It was that Master Wang who had always encouraged him to use ominous objects to make a fortune on the ominous land. And he swore that his promise would at most make his family a little ill and miserable, and as long as he had money, it would not be a problem at all.

In the past few years, as Master Wang said, the family was not in good health at most, and there were more minor disasters, but after the sudden accidental death of his son last year, things were not as simple as Master Wang said.

In fact, Zhang Wu did not notice that something was wrong. This year, he kept calling Master Wang hoping that he could take action, but Master Wang's words meant the same thing. Privately, he also contacted several masters to go to the ancestral grave to see Feng Shui, but no one could see the way, let alone help him change Feng Shui.

Zhang Wu's face was pale. Although he didn't want to believe it was true, the current situation at home and Master Wang's reaction told him that Lin Qingyin was right. !

Zhang Wu's eyes showed a hint of despair: "Master Wang, who helped our family to see feng shui, told me that the ancestral tombs should not be moved, otherwise our whole family would be attacked.

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