Chapter 441 Sleepwalking Son
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Zi Meng You Long
As soon as he said this, the sloppy Taoist gritted his teeth and said hesitantly: "Brother Zhong must be fine, but he has already retired from the arena and lived a peaceful life at home, so it would be a bit unreasonable for us to call him over again, right? Besides, we had troubled him last time, and he didn't have any friendship with us. Even if we both invited him, he might not come over. If we refused in person, it would be embarrassing for us, and we would have nothing to do with friends in the future. "
I let out a long sigh, and said: "This is not acceptable, and that is not acceptable. Together, the two of us can only be slaughtered by that ghost king Zongla."
"Didn't your master say he would come back in a year? It hasn't been long since he came back. After your master comes back, it shouldn't be a problem for him to deal with that ghost king Zongla."
"Who knows when he will come back? He didn't even give me a way. He just left me a bank card account and asked me to send money to him. I was afraid that my master would not come, and that ghost Wang Zongla had already found him. Come on." I said dejectedly.
"Forget about this, let the people of Wanluozong continue to keep an eye on Zongla, the ghost king. As soon as he leaves the island, let the people of Wanluozong report to us. In this way, we can prepare in advance, or Run away, or find a powerful expert for help, don’t worry about money, you boy, Wan Luozong will give you more, this news is very important, and it can save lives at a critical moment.” The sloppy Taoist priest looked at me and said.
"You said it lightly, as if the money came from a strong wind. During this period of time, you have been running here and there, and spent a lot of money to fuse your green soul. After a while, we will drink the northwest wind. ' I complained.
"That's enough, that's enough. Money is something outside of the body. Just enough is enough. Don't be like a pissed off daughter-in-law. Brother, stay with you for a while to help you earn some money, and it will be used as our activity fund."
Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something again, and said: "No, you didn't lose money on the matter of casting swords, did you? I remember that I brought you 200 million yuan from Jia's casino. After that, Qi Yu The couple gave you another 200 million, not only didn’t you lose money, but they also made a lot of money.”
I coughed twice in embarrassment, and said, "Although that's what I said, I still need to save a little bit."
"Wu Jie, Wu Jie, when did you learn to be like Uncle Hu Zi, digging and searching, but then again, your master and master are quite tricky, you just asked for money when you just graduated from the teacher, Where did he go?" The sloppy Taoist asked curiously.
"You ask me, I ask who to go? Who knows where he went? But I think the reason why my master left is probably to give me a chance to practice for a while, just like your Maoshan sect, who wants you to go down the mountain to practice Three years, almost the same meaning as this."
I didn't discuss with the sloppy Taoist priest, so I had to follow what he said, let Wan Luozong keep an eye on the ghost king Zongla at the hall in Thailand, and notify us as soon as he came out.
I have been too busy for a while, I really want to calm down, work hard, and earn more money.
So I told Uncle Hu Zi, don't pick jobs in the future, as long as rich people come to the door, even ordinary Feng Shui will accept it.
In addition, I also notified Master Zhou, if there is any big work, it doesn't matter if it is dangerous at all, if there is any, just let me know, anyway, the sloppy Taoist priest is here, so it is not in vain.
As a result, a few days passed, and there was no serious business, and there were all kinds of weird things.
Some asked me to name the newborn, and there was a rich man who was not very good at it and asked me for a secret recipe; what was even more annoying was that a rich man whose old father passed away asked me if I could take the recipe The job of doing things, for his father.
This pissed me off, my apprentice of the king of geomantic omen, can go to their house to perform rituals and dance to the master?
What an international joke!
For a person like this, I let Uncle Huzi send him away. I was so angry that my stomach hurts.
It's not that I have trouble with money, it's that this kind of work is too cheap. If it spreads, it really insults my master's name.
After staying at home for a few more days, suddenly a business came to my door.
One afternoon, a middle-aged man knocked on the door of my house.
After Uncle Hu opened the door, he welcomed the man in.
The middle-aged man was accompanied by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, about my age, looking sick and absent-minded. He should be the middle-aged man's son.
When I looked at the middle-aged man, he didn't look like a rich man. His skin was tanned, he was skinny, he should be doing manual labor, and the total amount of clothes cost less than 100 yuan.
People who come to my courtyard house often see rich people, and there are quite a few who are worth tens of billions.
This is the first time I've seen this.
But when I looked at the boy standing next to him, I felt something was wrong, entangled with evil spirits, and the situation was quite serious.
Uncle Hu Zi walked up to me before the two of them, and said in a low voice, "Master, this man is a three-wheeler and has no money, but he was introduced by Uncle Zhang next door. You have to help me."
As soon as I heard that it was the job introduced by Grandpa Zhang next door, I definitely couldn't neglect it.
He hurriedly greeted him politely: "Uncle, are you here to drive away evil spirits for your son?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he became a little excited and said, "That's right, that's right, I was here to drive away evil spirits for my son. Today I took my son and met an old man in the park on a tricycle. He told me Said, you can exorcise evil spirits here, so I brought my son here."
"Sit down and drink tea, and tell me about your son's situation slowly." I said politely.
The middle-aged man sat on a stool in the yard and told me about his son's condition.
This middle-aged man is Zhao Wei, who lives in the suburbs of Yanbei. He has no ability, so he makes a living by pulling jobs from the train station and bus station. When the market is good, he can earn 200 yuan a day, which is not good. At that time, it cost dozens of yuan a day, and it might not open, so life was very difficult.
After his son Brother Zhao graduated from junior high school, he was too young and didn't have much money to make a living. He spent all day hanging out with a few friends in the society, and asked his father for money if he didn't have any money.
Just three days ago, his son suddenly became abnormal, especially at night, often sleepwalking. When Zhao Wei went to the latrine in the middle of the night, he saw his son coming out of the room with dull eyes and leaning forward. He didn't agree to call him, so he followed him out. He almost left the village, but Zhao Wei grabbed him and asked Zhao Ge where he was going.
After Zhao Ge was pulled back, his whole body trembled, his eyes were full of horror, he glanced at Zhao Wei, and then passed out.
I let out a long sigh, and said: "This is not acceptable, and that is not acceptable. Together, the two of us can only be slaughtered by that ghost king Zongla."
"Didn't your master say he would come back in a year? It hasn't been long since he came back. After your master comes back, it shouldn't be a problem for him to deal with that ghost king Zongla."
"Who knows when he will come back? He didn't even give me a way. He just left me a bank card account and asked me to send money to him. I was afraid that my master would not come, and that ghost Wang Zongla had already found him. Come on." I said dejectedly.
"Forget about this, let the people of Wanluozong continue to keep an eye on Zongla, the ghost king. As soon as he leaves the island, let the people of Wanluozong report to us. In this way, we can prepare in advance, or Run away, or find a powerful expert for help, don’t worry about money, you boy, Wan Luozong will give you more, this news is very important, and it can save lives at a critical moment.” The sloppy Taoist priest looked at me and said.
"You said it lightly, as if the money came from a strong wind. During this period of time, you have been running here and there, and spent a lot of money to fuse your green soul. After a while, we will drink the northwest wind. ' I complained.
"That's enough, that's enough. Money is something outside of the body. Just enough is enough. Don't be like a pissed off daughter-in-law. Brother, stay with you for a while to help you earn some money, and it will be used as our activity fund."
Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something again, and said: "No, you didn't lose money on the matter of casting swords, did you? I remember that I brought you 200 million yuan from Jia's casino. After that, Qi Yu The couple gave you another 200 million, not only didn’t you lose money, but they also made a lot of money.”
I coughed twice in embarrassment, and said, "Although that's what I said, I still need to save a little bit."
"Wu Jie, Wu Jie, when did you learn to be like Uncle Hu Zi, digging and searching, but then again, your master and master are quite tricky, you just asked for money when you just graduated from the teacher, Where did he go?" The sloppy Taoist asked curiously.
"You ask me, I ask who to go? Who knows where he went? But I think the reason why my master left is probably to give me a chance to practice for a while, just like your Maoshan sect, who wants you to go down the mountain to practice Three years, almost the same meaning as this."
I didn't discuss with the sloppy Taoist priest, so I had to follow what he said, let Wan Luozong keep an eye on the ghost king Zongla at the hall in Thailand, and notify us as soon as he came out.
I have been too busy for a while, I really want to calm down, work hard, and earn more money.
So I told Uncle Hu Zi, don't pick jobs in the future, as long as rich people come to the door, even ordinary Feng Shui will accept it.
In addition, I also notified Master Zhou, if there is any big work, it doesn't matter if it is dangerous at all, if there is any, just let me know, anyway, the sloppy Taoist priest is here, so it is not in vain.
As a result, a few days passed, and there was no serious business, and there were all kinds of weird things.
Some asked me to name the newborn, and there was a rich man who was not very good at it and asked me for a secret recipe; what was even more annoying was that a rich man whose old father passed away asked me if I could take the recipe The job of doing things, for his father.
This pissed me off, my apprentice of the king of geomantic omen, can go to their house to perform rituals and dance to the master?
What an international joke!
For a person like this, I let Uncle Huzi send him away. I was so angry that my stomach hurts.
It's not that I have trouble with money, it's that this kind of work is too cheap. If it spreads, it really insults my master's name.
After staying at home for a few more days, suddenly a business came to my door.
One afternoon, a middle-aged man knocked on the door of my house.
After Uncle Hu opened the door, he welcomed the man in.
The middle-aged man was accompanied by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, about my age, looking sick and absent-minded. He should be the middle-aged man's son.
When I looked at the middle-aged man, he didn't look like a rich man. His skin was tanned, he was skinny, he should be doing manual labor, and the total amount of clothes cost less than 100 yuan.
People who come to my courtyard house often see rich people, and there are quite a few who are worth tens of billions.
This is the first time I've seen this.
But when I looked at the boy standing next to him, I felt something was wrong, entangled with evil spirits, and the situation was quite serious.
Uncle Hu Zi walked up to me before the two of them, and said in a low voice, "Master, this man is a three-wheeler and has no money, but he was introduced by Uncle Zhang next door. You have to help me."
As soon as I heard that it was the job introduced by Grandpa Zhang next door, I definitely couldn't neglect it.
He hurriedly greeted him politely: "Uncle, are you here to drive away evil spirits for your son?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he became a little excited and said, "That's right, that's right, I was here to drive away evil spirits for my son. Today I took my son and met an old man in the park on a tricycle. He told me Said, you can exorcise evil spirits here, so I brought my son here."
"Sit down and drink tea, and tell me about your son's situation slowly." I said politely.
The middle-aged man sat on a stool in the yard and told me about his son's condition.
This middle-aged man is Zhao Wei, who lives in the suburbs of Yanbei. He has no ability, so he makes a living by pulling jobs from the train station and bus station. When the market is good, he can earn 200 yuan a day, which is not good. At that time, it cost dozens of yuan a day, and it might not open, so life was very difficult.
After his son Brother Zhao graduated from junior high school, he was too young and didn't have much money to make a living. He spent all day hanging out with a few friends in the society, and asked his father for money if he didn't have any money.
Just three days ago, his son suddenly became abnormal, especially at night, often sleepwalking. When Zhao Wei went to the latrine in the middle of the night, he saw his son coming out of the room with dull eyes and leaning forward. He didn't agree to call him, so he followed him out. He almost left the village, but Zhao Wei grabbed him and asked Zhao Ge where he was going.
After Zhao Ge was pulled back, his whole body trembled, his eyes were full of horror, he glanced at Zhao Wei, and then passed out.
