Fortune Teller Master

Zhang Jianguo's head was dizzy, and his face looked paler than before. Wang Fatzi stretched out his hand and dragged him into the shady ground under the tree, with a lingering look: "Uncle, you are here to calculate the hexagram, but not to touch the porcelain , Don’t faint. Don’t faint. I’m drugless!"

Zhang Jianguo sat on a big stone and gasped for breath. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He panicked out a handful of money from the bag and threw it into Lin Qingyin's hand: "Master, please. Save our house."

Upon seeing this, Wang Fatzi quickly reached out and looked back at Lin Qingyin. In such a four-second relative, Wang Fatzi understood Lin Qingyin's second, he took the money and counted out a thousand pieces and left it, and the remaining more than a thousand pieces were returned back: "This thousand pieces It's a hexagram, and we have to calculate the money separately according to the situation."

Lin Qingyin glanced at Wang Fatty approvingly, this guy was too witty!

Zhang Jianguo also knew that he could not solve this problem by handing out the money. He took the money returned by Wang Fatzi and was somewhat at a loss: "Master, please give a clear word, what is wrong with my family?"

"Do you really don't know?" Lin Qingyin slightly raised the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be a bit ridiculous: "Then I remind you, did your family move the ancestor grave ten years ago? Not only did they choose a big murderer There are still murderous things buried in the land."

Although Zhang Jianguo knew that Lin Qingyin was quite accurate, he didn't expect her to be able to get it. She saw through the organization at a glance, but instead made him a little flustered, subconsciously trying to hide something.

Although Wang Fatzi can’t tell fortunes, he has had a lot of insights for many years. He glanced at Zhang Jianguo’s eyes and complexion and guessed something, so he deliberately used words to excite him: “We’re just as good as you are. Don’t you go home and think about it, when you want to understand when you want to make an appointment."

Fatty Wang said he took out his mobile phone: "Look, I've seen a total of 45 people have made appointments recently. Our master only counts once every seven or eight days. Each time only counts ten people. You have to... Hey, here again After two appointments, you have to go in the back row again. In short, if you want to see our master next time, it will be two months later."

Lin Qingyin also sang with Wang Fatzi: "Since you have doubts, go home and think about it clearly. Anyway, it is not me who is sick."

Seeing what Lin Qingyin really wanted to go, Zhang Jianguo suddenly panicked, and he couldn't care about his careful thoughts, and quickly stood up to stop Lin Qingyin: "Master, I said I said, ten years ago my family was indeed the ancestral grave. "

Lin Qingyin gave him a cold look: "It's not guilty to use a murderous thing to promote to the fortune-telling bureau, and I don't want to see if I have that life."

Zhang Jianguo smiled palely: "You have real skills, even you can see this."

Lin Qingyin sneered: "The grief on his face is so heavy, the fate is forcibly changed. If I can't even see this, what is the fate?"

Wang Fatzi rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhang Jianguo seriously. He couldn't see anything unusual except for his white face and dark circles. Looking at Lin Qingyin's understatement, he clearly stated what Zhang Jianguo tried to hide, and he immediately scratched his chest and cursed his liver. I said, Master, do you see from which piece of meat on his face he digs his ancestral grave? ?

But although he can't see it, he can't lose his momentum. Wang Fatzi's so many fortune tellers rely on Fool!

He followed Lin Qingyin's words and said Zhang Jianguo: "Want to solve the problem and try not to tell the truth without telling the truth, how can there be such a good thing in this world? I tell you, today is Our master is very capable, and at a glance, he understands the cause of the disaster in your family. If you encounter a two-and-a-half hanger, you can hide the problem strictly, but do you believe he can help you to eliminate the disaster?"

Zhang Jianguo was blushed white and white by Wang Fatzi's shameful face, but he also heard the words in his heart. What he knew was that he knew it, and it was not the master who had the ability that could really solve his family's affairs.

Zhang Jianguo stood up, with a much more respectful attitude than before: "It's too hot outside, please ask the master to come home and say something."

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The three of them took a taxi to Zhang Jianguo. As soon as he entered the door, Wang Fatzi saw a family portrait hanging on the wall. A man standing behind Zhang Jianguo looked familiar. Wang Fatzi thought for a moment and looked at Zhang Jianguo with some surprise: "Your son is a well-known entrepreneur Zhang Wu? Big boss!"

Zhang Jianguo shook his head bitterly: "I'd rather he not be the big boss! Don't hide the master's saying that he was the cause of my family's trouble."

The cool breeze from the air conditioner dissipated the hotness of Zhang Jianguo's body, but it didn't blow away his troubles. After boiling a pot of white tea, Zhang Jianguo told the story.

"My hometown is Shanbo County, which is 40 miles away from the urban area. From the generation of my grandfather, the old people in the family are all buried on a **** not far away from our home. That land is our home. Ancestral tombs, there have been more than twenty tombs in a few lifetimes. Ten years ago, the province was going to build highways. My family’s ancestral tombs were within the planned scope and needed to be moved. My few cousins ​​took my uncle’s graves They all moved back to the cemetery in the city, but my dad is the eldest son and must be buried in the ancestral tomb according to the regulations of the family."

"The grave must be moved, but it can't be moved indiscriminately. At that time, I said to find a Mr. Feng Shui to see and choose a good place for prosperous generations. At that time, my son was so distracted that he heard this. Say let me leave it alone."

Zhang Jianguo sighed, and his face was full of sorrow: "We have lots of mountains and water in Shanbo County. It is good to find a high place near Linshui according to the old saying. But my son was not reconciled, and he always did not do business at that time. Shun, he always felt that his unsuccessfulness had something to do with our family’s ancestral tomb not prospering. He didn’t know where he had invited a Mr. Feng Shui, and the two of them spent a week looking at the mountain near our house, and finally picked There was a barren mountain that didn’t even grow very much."

"Barren Mountain?" Wang Fatzi looked sullen: "Are Barren Mountain also able to produce a good house?"

"Who said no!" Zhang Jianguo annoyed a thigh shot: "I felt wrong at the time, but my son insisted on moving the ancestral grave here, saying that if he didn't listen to him, he would never come to the grave again."

Zhang Jianguo shook his head and sighed: "The old people kept their graves for the rest of their lives to think about burning their paper for the New Year and the Chinese New Year. I am this son. If he doesn't come to the grave, his ancestors will not scold me, and I will follow him. Now."

"Because that barren mountain has no one to buy and no one wants, the procedure is very easy to handle, or the day that Mr. Feng Shui gave him the election, and the ancestral graves were moved to that day. In the past, the old people had no money and they were used for burial. The thin wooden board has been bad for so many years, and my son specially asked someone to order a dozen red coffins to be buried in the ancestors. But when my father’s coffin was buried, I saw Mr. Fengshui go to the pit I threw a parcel. I wanted to ask what it was. My son tugged at me and said it was a magic weapon for transshipment, not calling me to speak."

"I moved my ancestral grave less than a month later, my son's business suddenly flourished. At that time, I was thinking about this Mr. Feng Shui. It was really not bad, and suddenly I found a Feng Shui treasure. Since then, my son's business has grown bigger and bigger. It took ten years to become a famous big boss and entrepreneur in this city. It was at this time that something happened in my family."

"The first thing that happened was my grandson. A ten-year-old boy slipped off the stairs and happened to hit his head, and he was exhausted on the spot." Zhang Jianguo wiped his tears on his back with a crying voice: "That My son and daughter were brought up by our old couple, saying that if we didn’t, it would be the same as digging at my heart. At that time, my wife and I were almost going to follow him."

Fatty Wang looked up at the picture, and there was a fat Dudu young man who was similar to Zhang Jianguo. He was estimated to be Zhang Jianguo's grandson.

"My grandson was calm for three months after the accident, and my wife fell from the same place again. Fortunately, she always had the habit of holding the handrail down the stairs. She grabbed the handrail and knelt on the stairs in time. She didn’t fall. But because of the excessive force, she not only pulled off her arm, but also had a comminuted fracture of her knee bone. She is still living in a nursing home."

Zhang Jianguo’s lips shivered uncontrollably, and he looked up at Lin Qingyin’s voice with a hoarse voice: “My wife told me that she felt like someone was pushing her when she went downstairs at the time, but when she looked back on the stairs, there was no one. "

Wang Fatzi's spine was blown by the air conditioner, and a layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on his arm. He rubbed his arm and sneered and said, "How come it sounds like a ghost?"

Zhang Jianguo smiled bitterly: "At that time, I thought so, and I went to the old man's grave to say bless bless the family. As a result, I got a call from my daughter-in-law and said that my little granddaughter was found out Acute leukemia."

"One death, one injury, one illness..." Wang Fatzi looked at Lin Qingyin as usual, and turned to look at Zhang Jianguo, who was wiping her tears: "It's all like this. What did you hesitate just now? What did you think? The grandson is gone, and the granddaughter is gone too? Why is your daughter-in-law married to your house so badly!"

Zhang Jianguo's scolded dog's **** head didn't dare to lift his head: "At first I didn't think about it at the ancestral grave. Until a few days ago, I overheard my son call that Mr. Feng Shui to know the truth." Zhang Jianguo said He leaned on the table and knelt in front of Lin Qingyin: "Master, I am not hesitating, I dare not say that. I heard the meaning on the phone. Once the Feng Shui Bureau is established, it will not be broken, otherwise it will destroy the family."

Wang Fatzi chuckled: "Your family is not far away from home."

Zhang Jianguo lowered his head: "I know this matter and I can't sleep all night. I just saw the master's fortune-telling that day and I stopped. Whoever knew that the master saw something wrong in my family at a glance, I also saw that I was uncertain Idea, so I was asked to calm down for three days."

"This fat master is right. My family is not far away from home. At first my son made a small fortune, so we have a small illness and a small disaster. But now he is doing more and more with his trading. The bigger my family will look like this. Will our family still have a way to live in the future? Even if our family is unlucky, I will see them in the face of the children of my cousin's family!" Zhang Jianguo crying Covered his face: "Master, please help my granddaughter, my son I gave birth to, I will die for my granddaughter."

Lin Qingyin touched the tortoise shell in his hand: "If you want to ring the bell, you have to tie the bell person. Call your son."