Fortune Teller Master

At the time of the Chinese New Year, although Shang Jinghua knew that the two younger brothers were dissatisfied with him, they let them in because of the old man’s death, but they didn’t expect these two people to take advantage of this Harmful things. Now Shang Jinghua found that he was really a mallet before letting them in.

Shang Jinghua opened the door and scolded Lao Zhang first: "Do you see what it is? Open the door? Looking back, who is missing the house?"

Shangjing's fake smile in his face froze before he squeezed it out. Some of them didn't have a good taste and gave Shang Jinghua a glance: "Brother, what do you mean? Treat me and the third boy as thieves?"

Shang Jinghua's eyes swept down to the ground. He saw that he was standing on the brick covered with gray, and said with a smile: "I'm not just worried about losing things at home, I'm more afraid that you will drop something. Oh no."

Both Shang Jingzhong and Shang Jingtian looked at each other and both murmured in their hearts, but it was not easy to break the words. Neither the filthy things buried in the yard nor the rune paper affixed to the back of the chair before the two were counted. The dummies under the bed are really harmful, but because the days of release are short and the climate is not yet intact, even if these three things are destroyed, neither Shang Jingzhong nor Shang Jingtian feels much, and also knows Shang Jinghua The hands and feet they have done have been discovered.

It was purely coincidental that they came over this time. The younger brother of the master Yang Jinhai they invited came from Lu province. Yang Jinhai was very complacent about the dummy he made, so he wanted to take him to see his skills, and by the way, see if there are any other places to start.

Yang Jinhai knew that Shang Jinghua might have exposed this attitude, but he did not worry at all, but pushed away from Shang Jing and walked in: "You are Jinghua, I am an old friend of your father. I just smelled bad news when I came home from abroad, so let Jingzhong and Jingtian take me over to worship the old man."

Shang Jingtian followed and said, "Big Brother, you may not know Yang Jinhai. When his father was alive, he often invited Mr. Yang to come to drink tea at home."

Shang Jingzhong groaned next to him, and said slightly ironically: "It's normal for the eldest brother not to know. After all, I haven't returned home for more than ten years. You may not know what friends your father has."

"Yang Jinhai?" Yang Jinghua smiled sarcastically: "My father deliberately handed me a pamphlet before he left, writing about the situation of each of his friends. I was afraid that I wouldn't neglect him. My friend, why don’t I remember Mr. Yang’s name on it?"

Let's not talk about Yang Jinhai here, even Shang Jingzhong and Shang Jingtian could not hold their faces, but no one was sure that the two did not give Shang Jinghua such a book. After all, since Shang Jinghua came back, the old man had never seen them, and only called Shang Jinghua to accompany him all day.

Seeing cheating is impossible, and Jingjing sunk his face: "Why, our brothers are not even qualified to worship their father? The father left this house!"

"Father gave me this house, and now I am the owner." Shang Jinghua blocked the road and refused to give in. "If you are worshipping, I think you would look more sincerely at the cemetery than when you came home empty-handed." Right."

These words were simply hitting the two of them in the face nakedly. When Shang Jinghua saw Shang Jinghua without tearing his face, he tore his face: "You didn't let me go in today, right?"

"Yes!" Shang Jinghua put his arms around his chest and looked at him expressionlessly: "Don't you dare to break through?"

Shang Jing grinded his teeth and said angrily: "Since you don't blame my brother, my heart is cruel." He turned and walked to Yang Jinhai, whispered in a low voice: "Master, you use the thing you buried last time. He teaches lessons."

Although Shang Jinghua couldn't hear the two whispering, Lin Qingyin was extraordinarily firm in his heart.

People like Yang Jinhai are unreasonable but self-righteous. He came with a purpose that hurts people. When people don't want to see him, he still feels that he has been faced, so he has to think of it. I saw him pulling out a piece of yellow rune paper from his clothes, rubbing the green flame with his hands and throwing him into the air, with a malicious smile on his face.

Half a minute passed...

A minute passed...

The yellow sheet of paper was burnt out, and there was no movement in the yard. Shang Jinghua looked down at the ashes that fell on the ground and asked in a puzzled way: "Are you running into our yard to throw garbage?"

Looking at the mocking expression of Shang Jinghua, Yang Jinhai felt very embarrassed. This time he came to want to show his ability in front of his younger brother, but now he is not going to come to Taiwan.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Yang Jinhai's eyes, and he pulled out a tattered rune from his pocket, showing an expression of reluctance. This is his treasure at the bottom of the box. If he didn't want to teach Shang Jinghua today, he would not use this rune paper.

With a twist of your finger, the piece of rune paper rushed towards Shang Jinghua, even though Shang Jinghua was just an ordinary person who could feel the evil breath in that rune paper. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it. At that moment, the piece of rune paper suddenly turned a corner, bypassed Shang Jinghua and flew in the other direction, falling lightly on a girl's hand.

Goat Hu's face changed when he saw Lin Qingyin who came out sometime: "Why are you a dead girl again."

"I haven't seen you in a few days, why is your mouth still not clean." Lin Qingyin's fingers twisted slightly, and Yang Jinhai's baby at the bottom of the box turned to ashes.

Yang Jinhai saw that his face was distorted distressedly, and stretched out his hand and pulled out a rune paper and threw it over. This time Lin Qingyin's connection was lazy, and a melon bullet was pulled out of his pocket and collided with the rune in the air. Only listening to the "bang", the rune exploded for a few seconds. It burned cleanly and pulled down from the air.

Yang Jinhai looked a little dignified, knowing that he had run into his opponent. Goat Hu Yuan does not have Yang Jinhai's ability. Many of his things are only on the surface but they are pretentious. He always feels that there are few more people in the world than he can bear. The self in his eyes and the real self are separated by as many as eight layers of filters.

He didn’t know Yang Jinhai’s rune paper, so he didn’t know how powerful Lin Qingyin’s hand was. Instead, he was indignant because the villa didn’t get it. He whispered with his brother: “Brother, this is what I met on Qindao The girl liar who arrives will especially play tricks on her lips. Gu Mei, who is coaxing on Qindao, smiles and listens to her alone."

"He is your brother?" Lin Qingyin chuckled lightly: "You insulted your brother and actually worshipped another master. Why didn't you poison him? Your brother looks better than you, at least it can be divided. Light things, north and south. Unlike you, showing others a feng shui is looking in the opposite direction. You said that your master was mad at you."

The goatee's beard turned upside down, but Yang Jinhai stopped him very calmly, his eyes staring at Lin Qingyin: "This little friend, I think you are a little young and talented. I’m thinking about my own future. Don’t offend someone who shouldn’t offend as soon as I enter the business. I don’t even know how to die.”

Lin Qingyin smiled: "I will also give you this sentence. Since I came, I will definitely not let you go so easily. It is not too cheap for you to do bad things without retribution." He looked at Shangjing Zhonghe Shang Jingtian glanced: "Don't you always resent the allocation of inheritance? I'll help you to invite your old man and let you have a good chat."

As soon as Lin Qingyin's words fell, Wang Fatzi handed over the bag with stones with great eyesight. Lin Qingyin waved his hands and dozens of stones were thrown out at the same time, surrounding the four people in Shangjing. They glanced blankly, and at the same time fell to the ground, with a panic expression on their faces.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the chefs and drivers of the business, even Shang Jinghua was a little ignorant. He couldn't help recalling Lin Qingyin's words, his face suddenly became very complicated: "Master, you really treat my father's...then...the soul..."

Looking at Shang Jinghua's vomiting, Lin Qingyin asked directly: "Do you want to ask me if you brought up the soul and talk to them?"

Shang Jinghua nodded heavily, although he regretted that he didn’t return to the imperial capital for so many years. He didn’t come back to spend a month with his father before he died, but this does not mean that he was not afraid of his father’s soul. .

Lin Qingyin saw through Shang Jinghua's thoughts at a glance and couldn't help but sneer: "What do you think, how can there be so many ghosts in this world? Do you think I can really bring you a ghost from Yincao Difu?" ?"

Shang Jinghua nodded stupidly. He really believed that Lin Qingyin had this skill. Lin Qingyin played with a stone and said, "It's just a phantom array. In the phantom array, everything in the heart will be amplified, including things of fear. Of course, any array can be controlled artificially..." Lin Qingyin said and picked up again A few stones smiled slyly: "If they keep their peace of mind, if they always want to use these evil ways, I don't mind letting them chat more with'old man'."

At this time, Shang Jingzhong and Shang Jingtian looked at the translucent old man shivering, and they were really dissatisfied that the old man gave almost all his family property to Shang Jinghua. My heart is particularly unbalanced.

But even imbalance does not mean that they want to argue with the old man. When the old man is alive, they see him like a mouse and a cat. They stand in front of him and want to stand up, let alone die. After appearing in front of them again. At this time, they didn't want anything about the old house of property shares at all. They just wanted to hurry up and block the clothes, so that the old man wouldn't see them urinating their pants.

The scenes encountered by Shang Jingzhong and Shang Jingtian were relatively mild. The old man at least only talked and did not start, but Yang Jinhai and Goat Hu experienced much more hardship. When they learned these things with the same master, they were not on the right path. For so many years, they did not know how many people had been hurt. The goatee is intolerant, and the degree of harm is limited. Most of them have been the main victims. Yang Jinhai is different. He is capable and hard-working. He accepts everything for money and even kills people.

The illusion that Yang Jinhai experienced is similar to a demon. He becomes a victim of himself, experiencing those painless and desperate pains over and over, and even experiencing various death gestures. If he really gritted his teeth and passed, his solid heart will usher in Tianlei Tribulation; if he didn't pass, Heaven will judge, and Heaven will be punished.

To put it bluntly, no matter what the result is, you have to be struck by thunder.