Fortune Teller Master

Wang Yin's face changed when he saw that the old man came in. Just when he hid his son, he saw Lin Qingyin coming, and he was relieved. The mother-in-law had been brainwashed by the fat old man, and the father-in-law was moved by her mother-in-law. She was really afraid that these people would do it directly. At that time, she and her husband might not be able to protect their son Zhou Quan, but the little master came on time.

Wang Yin saw Lin Qingyin's tears almost coming down: "Master, you can count it, the old man has arrived."

Lin Qingyin looked at Yang Qinghe who was whispering to Mrs. Zheng, his lips slightly flicked: "Is he?"

Wang Yin looked at Yang Qinghe and gritted his teeth: "It was he who moved my mother-in-law and said he would take my son."

"Are you trying to abduct and sell children?" Lin Qingyin walked to Yang Qinghe and looked up and down: "Do you know how many years you have to be sentenced?"

Yang Qinghe's face was stunned by Lin Qingyin's words, didn't he mean he was a fellow? What is the law? He looked at Lin Qingyin with some uncertainty and turned to ask Mrs. Zheng: "Who is this girl?"

Mrs. Zheng glanced at her daughter-in-law and Lin Qingyin unhappily: "Xiaoyin, I know you blamed your mother for concealing you, but this is not because you are not convinced. But this matter is related to our fruit. Life, you can't delay treating your child because of your anger."

Yang Qinghe raised his head and took a high posture: "I am also looking at your mother-in-law's always pious part before agreeing to cast spells on your children, otherwise you think I will do this to consume my mana?"

Lin Qingyin couldn't help but flutter and laughed out loudly: "On the gloomy breath of your body, I am also kind of saying the two words of spellcasting? What purpose do you have? You know it yourself."

Yang Qinghe was stunned by Lin Qingyin and looked at her up and down involuntarily. Looking at the little girl was pretty clever and pretty, but there was nothing special about it. He quickly calculated in his mind, wondering what Lin Qingyin might be an apprentice, relying on the teacher's pampering and not knowing that the sky was thick.

According to Yang Qinghe's previous cautious nature, he never clashes with people who may have a backstage. Mingzhe keeping his life is the creed of his life. But now the boy with extreme physique is in front of him. It's like that Zhu Bajie encountered ginseng fruit, making him absolutely impossible to give up.

Yang Qinghe quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and used the rune paper on his body to repel the little girl and take the child away. As long as there is this extremely positive boy, his cultivation will definitely be able to make a breakthrough, and Shouyuan will also grow. If you give up on this, although it is safe at the moment, his body has been eroded by the gloomy air, and there is no good life for a few years.

Yang Qinghe gritted his teeth secretly and made the first bold decision in his life. He was timid and had nothing to accomplish in his life. He could only rent a garage to cheat the old man’s old lady’s pension money. If he succeeds, he will have both life and skill, and Ronghua will be just around the corner.

With a good abacus in mind, Yang Qinghe glanced triumphantly at Guo Guo, who was hidden behind Wang Yin. At this time, Guo Guo curiously went out and probed into his body, which just let Yang Qinghe look at him.

Yang Qinghe looked at Guoguo just like an ordinary child. The yang that had overflowed before had disappeared, and suddenly he was shocked. He shouted directly: "What about the yang on him?"

Guoguo was taken aback by Yang Qinghe's voice and quickly hid behind his mother, and Yang Qinghe's sentence also indirectly confirmed what Lin Qingyin said before. This Yang Qinghe is not a master at all. All he wanted was yang on the child.

Which one had already been seen clearly, Zheng Guanglei stepped forward to block his wife and children, and pointed to Yang Qinghe: "You get out of me now."

"Oh, Master Yang can really treat our family's fruit." Mrs. Zheng shot his old man anxiously: "Come and talk about your son."

Old man Zheng had listened to the old lady's words last night, and when he saw the current situation, he didn't think it was right. His face was not good. He patted the old lady's hand and yelled her in a low voice: "You shut up, Let’s see what happens."

After seeing Zheng Jiajing’s two distinct camps, Yang Qinghe couldn’t help but feel annoyed at Mrs. Zheng. He told her to ask her to bring her family to him at this time, but for the most part, Kung Fu The wife did not persuade, but looked at him like a hatred, which is not enough to fail. To know that this is the case today, he shouldn’t have been so indecisive in thinking how to do everything, and just grabbed the child away.

Yang Qinghe looked at a few people in the house and felt that the biggest threats were Jiang Wei and Zheng Guanglei. After all, these two were young and strong. If they tried hard, they might not have fought. The rest are old, weak and sick, and can be cured with a little spell, without too much thought.

Yang Qinghe's hand touched his shoulder bag, pulled out a crumpled rune paper, and threw it towards Zheng Guanglei. He planned to rush to grab Guoguo while Zheng Guanglei was caught in the fireball, and then use the rune The paper drove Jiang Wei, who was in the doorway, away, and it became a thing.

Zheng Guanglei saw a fist-sized fireball flying towards him with a stunned effort. He just wanted to hide and thought that his wife and son were still behind him, and stood back abruptly. He panicked and pushed back: "Quick run!"

Seeing that the fireball was close at hand, Zheng Guanglei even felt that the hair on his face had been scorched, and at that moment the fireball suddenly stopped. This time not only Zheng Guanglei was stunned, but even Yang Qinghe who rushed over was dumbfounded, staring silly at the fireball and wondering what to do.

Lin Qingyin walked over slowly, holding the fireball in his hand like a toy, and handed it to Yang Qinghe: "How can I throw things in someone's house without quality!"

Yang Qinghe looked at the fireball and was almost scared. Don't see him usually use some rune papers to pretend to be ghosts, but after the fire is thrown out, no one is under his control. Like Lin Qingyin, who can directly hold the fire ball in his hands, he can't dream of it.

Originally thinking that this little girl was a bronze, I didn't expect to be a king. Yang Qinghe suddenly had no idea, turned around and ran to the door, took out a rune paper and threw at Jiang Wei while shouting: "Go away. "

Jiang Wei is a man with a good life, and Lin Qingyin gave him his life and said that he was hit with blessing, born with wealth, flying into the sky, and no one can match his luck. It was because Jiang Wei's life was so good that he was seen by people who were misrepresented. The two godfathers who joined Jiang Wei worked together to intercept Jiang Wei's fortune. Fortunately, Jiang Wei met the little master when he had nowhere to go. The little master broke the evil method, and the luck of the Jiang family returned. The two people who had lost their luck were killed by thunder and one was still in prison.

Jiang Wei is young and has a lot of luck on his body. He wants to shoot him unless he is stronger than him.

Yang Qinghe's rune paper was thrown out and just pinched. A gust of wind suddenly blew from the door. The rune paper was blown back and stuck to Yang Qinghe's face. Only with a bang, a light blue thunder flower exploded on him, and Yang Qinghe thumped on the ground with a scorching smell.

Lin Qingyin held the fireball in his hand and turned to look at Mrs. Zheng: "This is the master you believe in?"

Mrs. Zheng looked dazed, looked at Master Yang who was moaning on the ground, and looked at the little girl in front of her. She didn't know who to believe.

Jiang Wei somehow came over and looked down at Yang Qinghe: "What did you just throw?"

Yang Qinghe: "............"

Pain, don't want to talk!

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Although Yang Qinghe was injured by the thunder, the aura on his Lei Fu was already inadequate. The pain was a bit painful, but there was no worry about his life.

Lin Qingyin squatted down and handed the fireball in front of Yang Qinghe, and looked at him with interest: "Do you say it yourself or let me try you?"

Yang Qinghe endured the severe pain and moved his head back, with a miserable cry in his voice: "I said I said, what do you want to ask, Master?"

"I'm quite aware of the current affairs." Lin Qingyin moved the fireball back in his hand and asked directly: "What is your idea to deceive others?"

Yang Qinghe's eyes flashed guilty, and he quickly made up an excuse for the past in his mind. Lin Qingyin saw that he was not honest and directly released his coercion.

Feeling a strong momentum pressed down from the head, Yang Qinghe scared even the hair on his face was white.

To put it bluntly, they can also be close to Cultivation. It’s just that there is now a lack of aura. It’s too difficult to practice with the right path, so people with unhealthy thoughts think a lot of crooked ideas, such as robbing others’ luck, cultivating dead energy, seizing souls, and even people with special physique. Refining the elixir of ascension and cultivation.

However, this is not a real cultivation field after all. Many cultivation methods still have only a few fragments. Lin Qingyin has been in this world for two years, and has encountered many evil repairs. Those who just got into the body are considered to be of high level here. None of the gates like Yang Qinghe’s crooked roads are accurate. gas.

In Yang Qinghe's eyes, the kind of person who could release flames without running paper was the most powerful expert he had ever seen, but that person didn't have Lin Qingyin's breath and Lin Qingyin was scary.

Yang Qinghe knew that he had met a real expert, and he immediately regretted and wanted to cry. He never thought he would be cautious when he was old and wanted to make a big vote, but he kicked an iron plate comparable to ten meters thick. He had no other thought than to die.

Turning over from the ground, Yang Qinghe wanted to get up, but he couldn't even raise his head because of the pressure that killed him. Yang Qinghe gave up struggling and lay down on the ground to honestly explain: "I caught the yang of the kid and wanted to use him to improve his alchemy."

Wang Yin suddenly took a breath. Although Lin Qingyin had long told him that the old man had no good intentions, she didn't expect the dead old man to be so vicious. She actually wanted to make his son a panacea. Zheng Guanglei's hand was also clenched into fists. If he hadn't watched Yang Qinghe lying on the ground and was half dead, he had to beat him hard.

Wang Yin and Zheng Guanglei were just angry, and Mrs. Zheng was shocked and unbelievable. He rushed over and asked sharply, "You didn't tell me that my grandson can't live too long? You actually are Lie to me?"

Yang Qinghe grieved with a bit of grievance: "In fact, I didn't lie to you. Even if your grandson doesn't die in my hands, sooner or later he will be strangled by the yang in his body. Let me use it."

Zheng Guanglei quickly reached out to cover Guoguo's ear when he heard this, and didn't want him to hear these messy words. Fortunately, Guoguo was only four years old, and he didn't care about this kind of thing that he was not interested in. At this time, he bowed his head and playing with the transformers in his hand. He didn't even notice what Yang Qinghe was saying.

When the old lady Zheng heard Yang Qinghe's words, she didn't know whether she was happy or sad. She subconsciously looked at Zheng Guanglei, but she saw that Zheng Guanglei turned her head, and she didn't even look at her.

Seeing that his son didn't take care of himself anymore, Mrs. Zheng subconsciously defended herself: "You don't think he's actually deceptive."

Zheng Tianlei looked at the old woman's helplessness. Not only did she not feel distressed, but she was a little bit cold: "Do you just hope your grandson is doing something?"

"I'm not, I don't!" Mrs. Zheng waved her hands in a panic. She knew that she had led the wolf into the room. She also knew that her son and daughter-in-law would be angry because of this, and she might even send her back to her hometown, but she really didn't want to leave. She also wants to bring her grandson.

Zheng Guanglei took a deep breath and didn't continue to struggle with the old lady about this problem. The current thing is to deal with this Yang liar first.

"Master, what do you want to do about this?" Zheng Guanglei looked at Yang Qingming lying on the ground with a headache. He couldn't detain people, but he didn't worry if he let them go. No one could succeed this time. I don't know if it will be next time.

Lin Qingyin pointed to his hand: "Do you have a cell phone? Call the police!"

Zheng Guanglei was forced: "Alarm?"

Should such a thing be reported to the police?

Lin Qingyin is also somewhat helpless, like some evil cultivation that has done evil. Naturally, Tian Lei can be asked to kill him, but Yang Qinghe has also practiced evil, but because of timid and cautious, he has done the biggest evil. It is to cheat the old lady's retirement money. Although I wanted to abduct Guoguo from alchemy, the plan failed without waiting for implementation, and I was hacked by my own Lei Fu. The entire Lin Qingyin was embarrassed to shoot.

"Call the police, spread feudal superstitions, and kidnap children. How can you sentence a few years?" Lin Qingyin put away the pressure on his body. Yang Qinghe finally sighed and lay straight on the ground. At first, he was afraid of being wanted by the police before he came up with this deceptive idea.

Zheng Guanglei looked at Lin Qingyin with a subtle expression. Although the little master really has the ability, does it really feel guilty to spread the feudal superstitions so straightforwardly?

Zheng Guanglei took out his mobile phone and dialed the alarm call. Lin Qingyin took out his mobile phone and greeted the WeChat group of the police and the family. At the beginning, Lin Qingyin gave Ma Xiaoyu, a policeman in the police station of the park, a guarantor that Ma Mingyu had an operation in time when he had an early stomach cancer. After the fight, the police in the park police station and Lin Qingyin had a very good relationship, and they also came to her in private to count the gossip.

There were several people who were thundered by Lin Qingyin’s hands. They were shocked from the beginning to their habit. Later, they heard that there was one person who did not thunder but handed over to the police to handle them one by one. They were very excited. They all plan to find opportunities to watch onlookers.

Lin Qingyin said the address of the community, and a policeman named Zhang Zhizhong smiled: "I just transferred to Fangke Institute last month, this is under our jurisdiction! I just received a police call just now, and I am on the road now."

Suddenly the group boiled, and a group of people shouted and urged to go to the clinic to exchange and learn.

After Zheng Guanglei put down the phone, he was still not at ease and asked Lin Qingyin quietly: "Master, if he comes out later, will he hit my son again?"

"He didn't have such a long life." Lin Qingyin tweeted twice: "I've been angry for a few years, and I've got a whole life of thunder, and I gave myself a thunder and split myself. If I can live until I get out of prison, He is dead."

Yang Qinghe, who was lying on the ground, thought of his bleak ending, and cried choked with tears. He knew this was the end, and he didn't dare to do such a thing with his ten guts.

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The police came soon. Although Zhang Zhizhong was mentally prepared, when he arrived at the Zheng family, he was shocked to see Yang Qinghe lying on the ground. He couldn’t help but quietly sent Lin Qingyin a WeChat: “Master, you shot It's too heavy!"

Lin Qingyin responded with an innocent expression: "He played fu fried on his own, so I stood here and did nothing."

Zhang Zhizhong checked Yang Qinghe's injury and called him an ambulance. He was waiting for the ambulance to ask about the case first.

Zheng Guanglei talked about how Yang Qinghe lied to his old lady. The policemen who looked at the police except Zhang Zhizhong looked at each other. They had seen kidnapping children before, but they used this kind of stupid excuse. Seeing this for the first time, I did not expect it to be nearly successful.

One of the policemen pointed to Lin Qingyin and Jiang Wei and asked, "What are these two people doing?"

Zheng Guanglei suddenly choked. He just called the police on the pretext of spreading feudal superstitions by Yang Qinghe. He could not immediately say that he was the master he asked for.

Seeing Zheng Guanglei's embarrassed expression, Lin Qingyin took out a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, showing a sweet smile: "Look at the fun!"

"Yes, yes!" Zheng Guanglei sighed in a hurry and quickly echoed: "This is a child of my relative's family, knowing that my old lady was cheated to help."

Zhang Zhizhong Qiang smiled and recorded the situation of the police, informing Zheng Guanglei and Mrs. Zheng of the police station to make a transcript. As for the one lying on the ground...

Zhang Zhizhong looked at Yang Qinghe's black face and couldn't bear to look straight. After asking the basic situation, he said in a casual way: "I'll be honest with the police station after a while!"

Lin Qingyin smiled lightly and released a bit of coercion toward Yang Qinghe. Yang Qinghe burst into tears and repeatedly promised: "I promise to tell you the truth and never say anything nonsense!"

Zhang Shizhong smiled: "I like you like this."

Soon an ambulance arrived, several medical staff carried Yang Qinghe away, the police asked the time and place of the transcript to leave, and the Zheng family was completely quiet.

Wang Yin hugged Guo Guo and continued to thank Lin Qingyin. She had only heard that the little master had very effective calculations, but she didn't expect people to have such a profound and profound ability.

"Master, thank you so much." Wang Yin and Zheng Guanglei bowed and thanked again and again.

Lin Qingyin touched Guoguo’s chubby face and said happily: “It’s okay, who made me meet. You just have to remember that Guoguo will not pick Yufu away, so you don’t have another thought The wrong person will stare at Guoguo.

Zheng Guanglei nodded again and again, Lin Qingyin left his WeChat and mobile phone number, let Guoguo contact himself at any time when something happened. This is the future disciple he likes, but he cannot be neglected.

The Zheng family's major affairs were resolved, but they had to close the door to discuss the housework. When Lin Qingyin was leaving, he couldn't help mentioning Mrs. Zheng's sentence: "When I'm going to send the transcript, I will talk about the fact that you were cheated by the old man. Maybe you will be able to come back."

Old Man Zheng was already out of breath. He beat the table heavily and made a decision: "Let's go back to our hometown after finishing the transcript."