Chapter 394： The fairy who fell from the world

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In just five days, Zeng Guoqiang's spirit collapsed. Every night, as long as he closed his eyes, **** words would appear on the wall, and there would be strange cries. He didn't dare to close his eyes or call people all night. Come to accompany him, for fear of losing face in front of his brothers and losing the prestige of his eldest brother.

Even if he barely fell asleep, he would still have nightmares. He dreamed of Wang Damao and the others who died tragically. Although it has been six years, Zeng Guoqiang still remembers the appearance of the three brothers when they died. The facial expressions are clearly remembered, and every hair is remembered.

It is because of this that he quit the border of Rijindoujin and came to Shanghai to open a shop to earn a little money. Back then, on the northeast border, money came too easily, and he earned more than a cornucopia. Zeng Guoqiang never saw him in his life. Over so much money, it's like falling from the sky.

But it was a life of licking blood with his head on his trousers belt. Although he had a lot of money, he couldn't sleep well at night. Zeng Guoqiang didn't have any psychological burden for other people he didn't know, but Wang Damao and the others were the only ones who went to the rivers and lakes with him. His life-and-death brother, who was good enough to wear the same pair of trousers, died in front of him, and he even stabbed him.

This became Zeng Guoqiang's nightmare. It was easy to handle during the day, but as long as he closed his eyes at night, he would think of these three brothers. Over the years, he had thought of countless ways, asking the eminent monk to Chaodu, donating sesame oil money to the parents of the three brothers After sending money, he also built a luxurious yin house. Every year during the Qingming, Mid-Yuan, Winter Solstice and New Years, as well as his brother's birthday, he would burn countless gold ingots, as well as Yangche and Yangfang beauties, just to make the three brothers live comfortably below.

But it still doesn't work. After six years, these three brothers still came to the door to ask for their lives. Zeng Guoqiang was so scared that his courage was broken. He didn't want to die, he wanted to live a hundred years, but he didn't live enough.

"Boss, do you want to go to the hospital to hang a bottle of water?" The man couldn't understand, the boss is as strong as a cow, why did he suddenly get sick?

He was so ill that it was like seeing a ghost. Of course, he didn't dare to say it. The boss was the most taboo for others to talk about ghosts and spirits, and he couldn't say it in broad daylight.

He and several brothers secretly guessed that the boss probably had a ghost in his heart, so he was afraid of hearing about ghosts. After all, it was normal for the boss to be afraid of ghosts for the sinister things he did in the past.

"No, let me sleep for a while."

Zeng Guoqiang shook his head feebly, his eyes were deeply sunken, his eyes were blue and black, his complexion was sallow and thin, and he was visibly thin. Buddy's suggestion.

Even if he hangs a ton of water like this, it's useless, it's a ghost, and the doctor has a fart.

Zeng Guoqiang planned to go to the temple to ask for an amulet when he felt better, or to inquire about a wise Taoist temple and invite him to his house to exorcise ghosts. If he continued like this, his life would be over.

"Boss, do you want to eat soup dumplings?" the man asked eagerly.

"No, don't quarrel with me!"

Zeng Guoqiang waved his hand impatiently. As soon as he heard the food, he thought of yesterday's happy egg, and he had no appetite. He was afraid that there would also be those strange words on the bun, so he would rather be hungry.

The guy obediently went to the side and glanced at Zeng Guoqiang from time to time. The boss looked so unusual. It felt like the old man said he was hitting a ghost. It is best to invite a Taoist priest to take a look.

Just thinking about this, I heard shouting outside: "Look at the feng shui test to find the auspicious name and search for the treasure point, if it doesn't work, no money will be charged!"

Although the voice is not big, it can travel far, just like the voice transmission in the martial arts novels, talking in the ear of the guy, the guy's eyes lit up, this is really sleepy and sent a pillow, is it really God's will?

He hurriedly ran out to find someone, and saw the entrance of the alley opposite the store, an old Taoist priest with immortal style, talking to an aunt, who looked familiar and often passed by the store with a vegetable basket, and lived there. Opposite alley.

The Taoist priest was wearing a patched robe, with a long gray beard, a bell in his hand, and a signboard that read Feng Shui, Eight Characters, Auspicious Names, and Treasure Points. The characters were also very beautiful. , Long Feifeng dances, this old Taoist looks amazing, the man is moved, and thinks this is the savior sent to the door by God.

But the guy still wanted to hear what the Taoist priest and aunt had to say, so he walked over and was about ten meters away, just enough to hear it.

"Master, you are amazing. I lost my ring for half a year. I didn't expect you to give me a pointer yesterday, and I found it. It's under the chest of drawers in my house, oh yo, it was really stuffed by my little grandson, you are really a fairy. Master, thank you, you must accept this money!" The aunt said gratefully, and kept giving the Taoist money.

"It is said that it is free, and the poor can't break the rules."

The Taoist saluted and refused the aunt's money.

"Then you have to accept this snack. I fried the spring rolls myself. I'm not happy if I don't accept anything."

The aunt stuffed the Taoist priest with another bag of spring rolls. This time the Taoist priest did not refuse, and thanked the aunt.

The man is itching to see that this Taoist priest is a master. The ring that has been lost for half a year can be counted~ The eldest's illness will definitely be solved. , looks very familiar, and often passes by the door of the store with a vegetable basket.

The two aunts obviously knew each other, and after saying hello, the later aunt said eagerly: "Master, I was just looking for you, thank you so much, if it wasn't for your reminder, I wouldn't know that my old man was born. I was sick for a month, all because of the scissors under the bed. Not to mention wasting money and taking a lot of medicine. As soon as I took out the scissors, my old man ate two bowls of rice last night. Make braised pork!"

"Is your old Meng okay?" the aunt who came first asked with concern.

"Okay, I ate a big bowl of rice cakes with green vegetables in the morning. I don't know who put the broken scissors. The scissors are just facing the end where my old man is sleeping. Can he not get sick!" Later, the aunt hated hate road.

"It's good to find the reason. Fortunately, I met the Immortal Master."

"Yes, I came here to thank the Immortal Master."

Later, the aunt took out ten dollars and gave it to the Taoist priest. This time the Taoist priest did not refuse and accepted it. The two aunties also went home happily. The man turned his eyes and turned into the alley. To inquire, to do things for the boss, you must be more careful.

"Two aunts, I want to ask you something, is that Taoist priest really that powerful?" The guy stopped the two aunts.

"Ah, it's amazing. It's much more powerful than the Qian Blind man in the cotton alley. The earth knows everything, and the sky knows half of it. It's incredible!"

"Blind Qian can't even compare to half of this Immortal Master. My old man has all lost to him, Amitabha!"

The two aunties were full of praise, and their tone and expression were very sincere. The guy was convinced, and ran out of the alley in a hurry. He was going to find the fairy teacher to exorcise the boss.