Huan'er just woke up from a dream. Looking at herself standing at the end of the alley, and looking at the sun that was about to set, she finally felt the danger the old shopkeeper said.
Huan'er reluctantly said, "Dad was injured in a fall. I was just going to buy some plaster and put it on him."
The young master took a breath out of his nostrils and said, "Please ask a doctor to come and take a look at him later."
Huan'er looked at the two people behind the young master carrying something covered in red cloth and asked, "What are you doing?"
The young master waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, go back quickly."
When Huan'er entered the door, the old shopkeeper's eyes widened immediately. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Huan'er slowly shaking his head.
The old shopkeeper understood everything immediately. He sat on the stool and watched the young master carry the thing covered in red cloth into the main hall and enshrine it on the table.
The red cloth was pulled apart, revealing five statues of gods with different expressions.
Although the heat was so severe, the old shopkeeper felt chilled from the bottom of his heart. He felt that the main hall suddenly became cold and damp.
He pointed to Shaodong's house, who said, "I invited the God of Five Tongs to come home to worship."
The old shopkeeper felt dizzy and collapsed.
Huan'er quickly went up to help him up and sent him back to the room. The old shopkeeper was lying on the bed, mumbling.
Huan'er listened closely and heard him repeating with great effort: "I'm sorry for you."
Huan'er's tears fell immediately. She looked outside the door. The door seemed to be a black hole with no light visible. There was no telling what kind of monsters were hidden in the black hole.
"Dad, you haven't sorry for me." Huan'er wiped her tears and said, "I still have to serve you and mother, it's okay."
Tears fell from the corners of the old shopkeeper's closed eyes.
The young master’s family bought good wine and food and offered them to the God of Wutong on the altar. He knelt down in front of the statue and begged, “Thank you to the God of Wutong for your guidance, so that I can return to my family’s business.”
There was a rustling sound in the main hall, and a high-pitched voice rang out: "You have already got your property back, what else do you want?"
The young master said: "I want money! I want the secret of making ice in Mingyue Ice Room!"
The murmuring sounds kept sounding, as if five voices were entangled together, constantly discussing.
A moment later, the high-pitched voice sounded again: "Anything can be offered?"
The young master's eyes turned red and he said, "Anything is fine!"
"Then let's exchange it for virtue." The high-pitched voice laughed, and then the main hall fell silent again.
The young master was finally able to sleep, but he was too excited to sleep.
The five-power god has great powers and guides him to snatch the scriptures and turn things around easily.
As long as you worship sincerely, your wishes will come true!
The young host's body was full of evil fire. The heat was already unbearable, and now it was even more unbearable.
"Huan'er! Huan'er!"
The young master came to the room looking for Huan'er and wanted to vent his anger with her.
But before reaching the end of the house, I heard Huan'er's painful whines and cries coming from inside.
A man's voice sounded in the room, seeming to say: "I am the God of Five Powers, Saburo Ye. A delicate beauty like you deserves my love and affection."
Huan'er struggled hard and cried, but when the sound came out, it was as thin as a mosquito.
The young master stood in front of the house, his lips trembling, and his anger suddenly hit the bottom just like his heart.
He stood in front of the door and wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare.
He didn't dare to offend the God of Five Powers, and he was also afraid that the wealth he had obtained would turn around and slip away.
He stood outside the door all night, until dawn, and the movement in the room stopped.
The man said: "Beauty, I'll come back in a few days." It seemed that the window was opened and the wind blew away.
After a while, Huan'er opened the door with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes and haggard appearance.
Seeing the young master standing outside the door, the two looked at each other.
The tears on Huan'er's face had dried, and she no longer had any expression or any anger, just like a piece of hollowed-out wood.
She held the washbasin and walked past the young master's house without looking at him.
The young master turned around and looked at her back, wanting to speak, but his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.
Huan'er scrubbed herself and went to take care of her parents-in-law.
The old woman never woke up. The doctor looked at her and shook his head. He didn't know why she had such symptoms.
The old shopkeeper was still awake, but he couldn't open his eyes, couldn't move his body, and found it difficult to speak. The doctor prescribed two patches of medicine, but was vague about whether it could cure the disease.
Huan'er wiped her face, hands and feet for her father-in-law and mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law seemed to be dead. Her father-in-law reluctantly opened her mouth to make a sound, just like a mosquito, blowing out a little air and said: "Huan'er, run away quickly."
Huan'er burst into tears and said, "Dad, I can't escape."
The old shopkeeper struggled to get up, but he could only move a few fingers and had no ability to move at all. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, his lips trembled, and he tried his best to breathe out: "I'm sorry for you."
Huan'er said: "Dad, you have supported me in this life. You have not sorry for me, you are also a poor person."
"As the saying goes, children are here either to repay a favor or to take revenge. Dad, he is here to take revenge, to take revenge on you, to take revenge on mother, and to take revenge on me."
The long-term worker in the restaurant came to ask the young owner if he could open a shop.
The young master didn't want to stay at home anymore, so he went to the restaurant.
There was a lot of business on this day, there were many more people than usual, and all the wine in the restaurant was sold out.
One day's business is worth more than half a month.
After the young master settled the accounts, his heart became warm again.
Just before closing, two groups of people suddenly came to eat, one carrying a suitcase and the other carrying a box.
While they were eating, a conflict broke out for some reason, and the two of them fought.
They all have some martial arts skills, and the restaurant suddenly suffered a disaster, and all the tables and chairs were broken.
The young master was so frightened that he hid behind the cabinet and did not dare to raise his head. When the movement stopped, they found that both people were dead.
The young master was extremely frightened and was about to report it to the official. When he looked at the boxes and boxes of the two of them, an idea suddenly occurred to him.
He asked the waiter to close the restaurant door and secretly opened the suitcases and boxes.
There were gold and silk items in the box, but inside the box was a bloody human head.
The young master was so frightened that he backed away, but greed finally defeated everything. He took the gold and silk and buried the box and the two corpses under the backyard of the restaurant.
The waiter's legs trembled with fear, and the young master scolded: "What are you afraid of? It's just two dead people. Think clearly, if people know that people have died in the restaurant, no one will dare to come to eat. If the restaurant can't open, you can still be there." Food?"
The waiter could only dig a hole to bury the body, and then pretend that nothing happened.
The restaurant had to close the next day. Firstly, it had to buy wine, and secondly, it had to buy new tables and chairs.
The bloodstains have been washed away, and externally it is only said that the strongmen fought, causing harm to the fish in the pond, and damaging the tables and chairs.
The young master returned home carrying the suitcase and took out the gold and silk, his eyes shining brightly.
The gold is dazzling and the silk is smooth.
Wutongshen, what a Wutongshen!
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