The old lady rolled her eyes: "That won't work. If you have him, you have to have mine. Then my efforts have been in vain. Why should I give it to him but not to me?"
Seeing how confident she looked, I really wanted to kick her to death.
She goes to my house to cause trouble with her, as if I have to thank her?
Your efforts are also to help that Qiu Xian, and you are not helping me either!
In fact, I often see Qiu Xian asking ghosts for help. Generally speaking, she does have to give two copies, but this is tantamount to letting her cheat. If the victim can't afford to offend others, he has to admit it.
But why should I recognize you? I don’t know you either. I don’t know where you came from. I don’t know where you came from. Why did you come here to get porcelain?
I told her, "Okay, I'll give it to you right now. Don't worry, I'll meet your request."
As I said that, I rolled up my sleeves and walked over, rounded my palms, opened my arms from left to right, and gave her two big slaps.
She was stunned by my beating, and then she realized that she was about to come up and fight with all her strength. I picked up the ghost-beating stick and the Qiu Xian hurriedly stepped forward to hold the old lady and tried to persuade her.
"Forget it, forget it, don't do it, don't do it, he will give me money later, I will share it with you, it's for my face, it's for my face..."
The old lady also knew that she was no match for me, so she pretended to yell at me for a while, and then she was dragged away by the Qiu Xian.
Then Hu Tianshun looked at me helplessly and said, "You kid, you always speak kind words when persuading others. Why do you have such a bad temper when you are here?"
I said that it has nothing to do with me when it comes to other people. I can’t hit anyone for who I am. I’m just a charlatan, not a gangster.
But with so many people in our house, how can I not be angry if she is a little ghost making trouble here?
Hu Tianshun smiled and said that this is all caused by cause and effect. Who told you to promise but not do it? No matter how many people we have in our family, we can't bear everything for you.
I think about it. Hu Tianshun is right. Since you have agreed, don't delay. You won't get into this trouble.
So I prepared something the next day and went to the Tutu Temple to burn it in the afternoon.
Although I was very angry, I still had to do what I should do. There was no shortage of things that should be given. After the burning, I even talked to the Tudou Master. I said that if this Qiu Xian comes back again, Tu Tudou, you guys will bear witness to me. I'm going to cut him.
After I finished reciting it, I looked at the Land Master and seemed to smile at me.
A worry that had been dragging on for so long was finally gone. During that time, I felt much better, so I turned over the calendars one by one and saw that April 1st was getting closer and closer.
After waiting and looking forward to it, this day finally arrived.
April 1, 2010, April Fool's Day.
To be honest, Uncle Ma said he might come back on April 1st. I always felt that he was lying to me.
Otherwise, why would he want to say April 1st?
Because it's April Fool's Day, isn't this a scam?
When I woke up early that morning, it was only around six o'clock, I was impatient. After hesitating for a while, I dialed Uncle Ma's number and asked where he was.
Uncle Ma's voice was very lazy, and he yawned and said to me: "Ah, I'm on the train, I just woke up."
I felt a little excited, so I asked him: "When will you arrive in Harbin? I'll pick you up. It's still quite cold at home. Have you put on more clothes?"
Uncle Ma said: "It's okay, it's okay. I brought my clothes. I don't need to pick them up for a while. I'll be in Harbin in about an hour. Then I can just take a taxi back."
What he said sounded like the truth, and I felt increasingly unsure. After hanging up the phone, I was still wondering, was he lying to me?
Because of Uncle Ma’s character, it was impossible for him to take a taxi back by himself, and he would definitely have to ask me to pick him up.
We haven’t seen each other for so long, why did he change his gender?
Did he really cultivate something on the mountain?
I was thinking wildly and kept waiting and waiting since the morning. As a result, I didn't see Uncle Ma coming back until after one o'clock in the afternoon.
I made a call in the middle, but he hasn't answered yet.
This made me more and more confused, and I couldn't figure out what he was doing.
At this time, two people, a man and a woman, came outside, supporting a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and came in to read my divination.
As I sat down, the woman among them spoke to me anxiously.
"Master, this is my son. He has been having an inexplicable fever recently. He talks nonsense and faints when he says he has fainted. He often complains that his head hurts and rolls around on the floor in the middle of the night. Sometimes he says he is too milky to see him. …”
When I heard about this symptom, I thought to myself, what's wrong with this? It's quite strange.
I asked her: "Don't worry, have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"
The man next to me said, "I've been there countless times, but nothing can be found. I just couldn't find anything to do a few days ago. A doctor quietly told us that you should find someone to check on your illness."
The woman continued: "Later, we found a few masters, but they couldn't tell. Some said they were bumped into, some said they were attracting ghosts, and they were sent to us several times, but it just didn't work. .”
The man added: "And every time my son refuses to cooperate, saying that he doesn't like those masters, and that they can't cure the disease."
I understood what these two people were saying to each other, so I looked at the young man and said with a smile: "What do you feel now? Do you feel cold?"
In fact, I just saw it. First of all, there must be a ghost in this kid. The look in his eyes was straight, and there was a vague hanged ghost on him. His tongue was hanging out, and his eyes were hanging upwards, almost all of which were the whites of his eyes.
After I asked, he felt a little restless and his eyes were wandering. He said to me: "I just feel cold... Don't be so close to me. I seem a little afraid of you..."
This feels right. Don't look at ghosts bullying ordinary people. In fact, they bully the weak and fear the strong. Now when I came to my court, I could already see that it was normal for him to be afraid.
So I sat back a little and continued: "You should still feel cold from the inside out, but sometimes you can still feel the cool breeze on your body, and sometimes your face feels inexplicably hot, right?"
Hearing what I said, he shrank and looked even more uneasy.
I smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, just say whatever you have to say. Since I'm here today, I will tell you everything about your situation. Just do whatever you need to do. As long as you believe in me, I will definitely make you feel better." .”
After hearing what I said, their expressions became calmer. The young man nodded to me and said, "Master, you are right. It is indeed cold from the core to the outside. Sometimes you can feel it on the back." There are gusts of cool wind, and my face gets hot from time to time. But I just want to figure out why I always have a fever and a headache for no reason. I can tolerate everything else, but this headache is really unbearable. The key is that I You always see me having too many breasts..."
It seemed that he was really tortured. I sighed and said, "That's because the old immortal in you has been suppressed too much, which is why you have so many reactions. Didn't anyone tell you that you have a lot of trouble with you?" Centaur?"
