As soon as he turned on the camera, Fatty Wang heard a scream from outside, and saw two people rushing over not far away. He didn't know if the two people had taken out a hornet's nest, a bunch of flying insects were crazy Chasing them, the number is like a dark cloud.
Fatty Wang subconsciously chased the figures of these two people with a camera. At this time, a lightning flashed across the sky, and accompanied by a loud noise, a thunder and lightning fell down, hitting the two running people, and then a huge fireball was lit. Those bugs burned completely.
The raindrops crackled down like beads, and merged into a stream of water on the ground, rushing the dead bodies of poisonous insects into the sewers on the side of the road.
Fatty Wang: "..."
He seems to have guessed who these two hapless guys are, but he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly. It's a damn excitement!
After understanding the identities of these two individuals, Fatty Wang quickly called Jiang Wei and asked him to come out and watch. Jiang Wei's house was only four or five minutes away. He ran all the way earlier than the ambulance, and followed other onlookers. Watched the tragic situation of the two people together.
Seeing the fate of these two people, Jiang Wei felt refreshed. The family had been choking their teeth after drinking cold water for the past two years. If it weren't for the firm willpower, they wanted to jump into the river hand in hand to commit suicide.
Fortunately, I met the little master.
Jiang Wei touched Fat Wang with his arm, "Where is the little master?"
Fatty Wang pointed to a nearby restaurant: "Today the victim had a dinner there at noon. Actually, he had already finished eating. The little master figured out that he could see the excitement here, so he just kept waiting here."
Jiang Wei and Fatty Wang entered the private room. Fatty Wang was afraid that Lin Qingyin could not see clearly inside. He described the situation in great detail and smacked his lips with emotion: "Being struck by lightning is really miserable, I don’t know. Does it hurt?"
Lin Qingyin's hand stroking the tortoise shell paused for a while. She couldn't help but sighed when she recalled the scene of her previous life.
Jiang Wei and Wang Fatty: "..."
I always feel that the little master seems to have experienced something extraordinary.
—
The police and doctors who rushed to the scene after receiving the call were a little startled to see the tragic situation of the two of them. It was the first time that they had been struck by lightning during so many years of work. Although the onlookers did not say a word, they couldn't help but murmured directly: "What a sin!"
The doctors had no time to think about such a mess. They divided them into two groups to conduct examinations and first aid at the same time for two people. Li Qinglan's pupils had dissipated. After the routine rescue measures were completed, they were directly covered with white cloth; Chen Yucheng was lucky to be robbed. He took a breath, put on an oxygen mask and carried him to the ambulance.
Jiang Wei looked at the ambulance whizzing away with mixed emotions: "Master, will Chen Yucheng die?"
Lin Qingyin touched his tortoise shell: "Sometimes death is a kind of relief. For Chen Yucheng, it is more terrifying than death to watch all the things that he has obtained through painstaking efforts become nothing."
Jiang Wei nodded in agreement: "Chen Yucheng is accused of tax evasion and illegal fund-raising. Even if he can't die or escape from prison, I really feel relieved by seeing his virtue."
Lin Qingyin chuckled: "After you're relieved, don't look at it here. Did you finish the two homework you gave you yesterday?"
Jiang Wei: "..."
Can't make people feel for two more minutes! ! !
Little master, whose homework is that? Is it really good for you, a person who can't even write homework, to say so arrogantly? ! !
—
The rain stopped for half an hour. Lin Qingyin glanced at the city outside the window that had been washed by rain, and handed the bank card Zhang Wu had given to Fatty Wang.
Fatty Wang’s excited palms were sweating, he quickly wiped a wipe on his body and took it over carefully: "Master, give it to me, isn't it appropriate?"
"You are too right, and I don't think it's appropriate." Lin Qingyin took a look at him: "I don't know how to get the money out, so I can bother you to help. In addition, help me buy a set of jade carving tools... Looking at Fatty Wang's eyes suddenly lit up, Lin Qingyin smiled irritably: "I carved the formation on the original jade, and you can keep it safe with you."
When Jiang Wei heard the words, Ai Ai leaned over: "Little Master, can I buy one?"
Lin Qingyin shook his head: "Your blessing is enough to protect you, it's wasted to wear it for you."
"I didn't give it to myself." Jiang Wei smiled bitterly: "My grandparents have been worrying about family affairs in the past two years. I have become a lot older. I want to spend money to buy one for each of them, which can protect them safe, healthy and healthy. Kang's."
Lin Qingyin opened the original jade box and picked out a piece of jade from the inside to show it to Jiang Wei: "When you look back, you buy me such an original jade. It must be more transparent, so that the carving effect will be good."
Jiang Weilian nodded in response, and went home contentedly to do his homework for the little master.
—
In the city after the rain, the aura is a bit stronger than before. Lin Qingyin walked home slowly, allowing the aura of air to wash every inch of his skin.
It rained quickly and urgently just now, although it only took half an hour, but it also left a lot of small puddles. Lin Qingyin jumped over one small puddle, sometimes stepping on her feet deliberately. This kind of novel experience is something she has never had in her previous life. It is not only fun but also relaxes her body and mind. The experience is gifted by nature. Happiness.
Thinking back to her previous life, except for mathematics and cultivation, everything else in her world was blank. There was no spring and autumn, she didn't care about the world, and she didn't understand the seven emotions and six desires in the world. Perhaps it was because of these that she finally failed to overcome the catastrophe.
She found out when she was experiencing the baptism of Lei Jie, her Taoism was not perfect.
At the time she didn't know what she lacked, but now she understands that she didn't live like a person in her previous life.
Now that he had the opportunity to start again, Lin Qingyin decided to follow his inner thoughts and not to restrict himself too deliberately. Although this world lacks spiritual energy, it may be more difficult to cultivate than in the previous life, but Lin Qingyin feels that he can enjoy a lot of fun that he has not experienced in the previous life.
She must experience the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of ordinary people, enjoy the happiness brought by food, and face the depression brought by homework bravely.
Ah, why does the original owner want to take a college entrance examination? She really only wants to study a New Oriental! !
Lin Qingyin sighed up to the sky, don't say anything, let's go home and do homework.
—
When he returned home, Lin Qingyin scratched his hair troubledly looking at the table with a thick stack of books.
Jiang Wei used three or four days to help her review all the mathematics in the first year of high school. Lin Qingyin finished her math homework after finishing her studies. In addition to the physics and chemistry assignments, Jiang Wei was given to write, so she didn't have to worry about it for the time being.
Lin Qingyin took a look at the Chinese language, then at the tadpole-like English, and decided to review the history first. At least this course does not need Jiang Wei's tutoring, she can solve it by herself.
Lin Qingyin's aptitudes in the past and present are exactly the same. In her past life, she can be said to be a master of comprehension. A strong memory is only the most basic aspect, but the difficulty is the focus and perseverance of perseverance. Fortune-telling in the realm of cultivation is not as simple as showing people how good or bad the qi is to be calculated today. Whatever you can invite her to take action is a matter of great secrets. Lin Qingyin has performed deductions for decades and hundreds of years. There is no one in terms of concentration and patience. Can be better than her.
Taking out the history book, Lin Qingyin sat cross-legged on the bed and turned it over. Compared to other brain-consuming subjects such as physics and chemistry, reading the history book is a kind of relaxation.
Downstairs, Qingyin's mother was grabbed by the arm by Aunt Wang who was sitting in the shade of the tree. She mysteriously pulled her to a place where no one was there, and whispered to her in a low voice, "Qingyin mother, your Qingyin went out again today. Up."
Qingyin's mother smiled awkwardly: "Maybe she went to the library. She usually doesn't go anywhere except the library and bookstore."
"No, a car picked her up." Aunt Wang gestured: "That car is big and tall, and it won't be cheap."
The smile on Lin Qingyin’s mother’s face almost couldn’t hold. Although she was a little flustered, she was unwilling to let outsiders judge her daughter. She racked her brains to help her think of excuses: "Maybe a classmate asked her to go out to play, such an old child. It's normal."
"Not a classmate." Aunt Wang's expression was also a bit tangled: "Three men got out of the car, one is the fat guy who often goes to your house recently, there is also an old man and a forty or fifty-year-old man. I'm far away. I didn't hear what they said, but the three people got out of the car and waited as soon as they stopped.
Qingyin's mother heard her heart beating, and she couldn't figure out who these people were to pick Lin Qingyin out even if she wanted to break her head. The relatives of the Lin family have not been with them for many years. The relatives from her natal family are very good to the voiceless voice, but the family is not very wealthy, and no one has such a magnificent car.
Seeing Aunt Wang’s inquisitive expression, Qingyin’s mother reluctantly smiled: “It may be a teacher at the school. This is looking at the school to start soon. Maybe she will come and pick her up to make up classes at the school.”
Aunt Wang was not convinced by this explanation, she looked at her voiceless mother with some suspicion: "Your girlfriend's school actually sends a car to pick up the students? I looked at the three people as if they were respectful to her."
Qingyin’s mother sternly said, “After all, Qingyin is a scholarship school. It’s normal for the teacher to pay attention to some.”
Aunt Wang remembered that Lin Qingyin was the number one student in the high school entrance examination in the city last year, and she suddenly felt a little dull, and went to school, which made her excited all day.
The voiceless mother watched Aunt Wang carrying her hands and wandering away. She sighed with exhaustion. She was thankful that she had concealed Lin Qingyin's suicide by jumping into the river. Otherwise, these aunts might not be able to talk about voicelessness. .
However, thinking of what Aunt Wang said earlier that Lin Qingyin was picked up by a car early in the morning, she still felt a little heavy. She knew the conditions of her family were real, and the family was too poor. She was really afraid that Qingyin would be deceived by others.
Girls nowadays pay attention to wealth, food and clothing are good, and often take out to travel to see the world, so as not to be deceived by men's rhetoric. But in the past few years, in order to pay off debts, my family is almost at the level of just having enough food and clothing. Even the couple has no time to spend time with their daughter in order to make more money. Otherwise, Lin Qingyin would be bullied for a school year until he jumped into the river. They committed suicide before they knew what happened to their daughter.
After returning home with great anxiety, Qingyin’s mother was relieved when she saw Lin Qingyin’s sandals at the door. She tiptoed to the door of her daughter’s room and looked inside. She saw Lin Qingyin sitting cross-legged on the bed with her lap on her knees. She was reading a book with gusto.
Qingyin's mother hesitated and decided not to explain the matter first. After all, she had listened to Aunt Wang for the two times, so she rushed to ask some children who were too disrespectful, so she should figure out what's going on first.
Although she had made up her mind, Qingyin's mother was still a little distracted when she was cooking. When Lin Qingyin came out of the room after reading the history book, what she saw was a smoking kitchen and a black pot.
The voiceless mother, who was working hard to destroy the body, rubbed the ashes on her hands in embarrassment: "Should we eat noodles tonight?"
Lin Qingyin was very grateful at this time. Fortunately, she didn't feel hungry now after eating a lot at noon, or she would have to face the deadly boiled noodles again.
Take out a piece of sorbet from the refrigerator and tore open the packaging. Lin Qingyin said very seriously: "I will eat this tonight. I want to lose weight."
Voiceless mother: "..."
You are bullying me and I haven't lost weight, right
—
Cleaned up the kitchen, Qingyin mother washed her hands and changed the pot again. After boiling the water, she threw the noodles in, and then scooped in two spoons of salt.
Although Lin Qingyin had never cooked before, she knew from her mother's smooth operation that the noodles must be salty again.
Coming out of the sultry kitchen, Qingyin’s mother suddenly felt a lot cooler: "I think our house has been cooler recently. At this time in previous years, people who were sultry at night couldn’t sleep. But these days, I didn’t even turn on the fan. I don’t feel tired at work until dawn."
Lin Qingyin took a bite of the sorbet and asked tentatively: "Mom, have you considered resigning?"
"What am I doing when I quit my job?" Qingyin's mother said helplessly: "People in their forties like me who have no diplomas or skills can only work as a small unskilled worker in a factory or in a restaurant or supermarket. A cleaner or something. Not to mention your dad. You can make some money by going to work honestly. If you quit your job and do your own business, you can lose our family."
Lin Qingyin still agrees with her mother's point of view. She had met her parents before. Both of them belonged to the loyal and honest generation. However, if there is no fortune, they still have a sharp back and shoulders. Become a beggar, but it is also the kind of born poor.
But there is no absoluteness. In addition to calculating people's daily misfortunes and blessings, the more important point is that they can turn misfortunes into prosperity. Lin Qingyin felt that the turning point in his parents' lives had happened to him.
"I have made some money these days." Lin Qingyin said with a bite of the sorbet: "Have you considered learning how to cook at New Oriental? I will pay you!"
"Puff chi chi..." The noodle pot in the kitchen suddenly overflowed with a lot of water. The sound of the fire going out covered Lin Qingyin's voice. When she saw it, Qingyin's mother didn't care what Lin Qingyin was talking about, and turned to drill. Into the kitchen.
Lin Qingyin sighed heavily after listening to the rattling noise in the kitchen. Mother's horoscope and the kitchen really didn't match up. It seemed that she couldn't have a decent meal at home.
After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, Qingyin's mother came out and asked, "What did you just say?"
Lin Qingyin put the sorbet into his mouth expressionlessly: "I said I want to do my homework!"
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At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Wei and Fatty Wang arrived at Lin Qingyin's house on time. Fatty Wang had already transferred the 200,000 to his bank card, took a few of his cards and ran to several banks to get Lin Qingyin 200,000, and found a relationship to buy a set of jade carving tools.
Fatty Wang knew that the jade that Zhang Wu bought was not cheap, and he couldn't measure it with money after Lin Qingyin carved the formation on it. Fatty Wang felt that he usually gave Lin Qingyin a hand and didn't help much. He always felt a little guilty when he took the gift from the little master, and he didn't know how to repay it for a while. After thinking about it, he decided to give Lin Qingyin directly to Lin Qingyin as a gift.
When he came to Lin Qingyin's house with a bunch of things, Fatty Wang gave her the money first. Lin Qingyin didn't even count, and he stuffed the bag into the drawer of the desk.
"I think it's better for you to get an ID card yourself. You can get a bank card if you have an ID card. It will be convenient for you to collect money in the future." Fatty Wang delivered the jade carving tools to her room, and took a sigh of relief. A large glass of water wiped his mouth and said, "Now we have more than 50 fortune-telling appointments, and you have also taken over the big business between Jiang's family and Zhang Wu. Zhang Wu's unlucky reminder will not mention the situation of Jiang's family. But many people know that when his factory becomes popular again, there must be many people inquiring that when the time comes, your price will not be the current price. I can't always get cash for you. You still It’s more convenient to have a bank card."
Lin Qingyin nodded: "You are right, you can buy jade if you make more money. I will do it when I finish my homework."
Jiang Wei had already learned about Zhang Wu’s family from Fatty Wang, and he was very emotional when he thought of his current situation: “Zhang Wu is far more unlucky than ours. Our family has been in a state of despair for at least two years, but it’s not like his family. Fold in a life directly."
Fatty Wang shook his head: "You are innocent, but Zhang Wu asked for it. If he hadn't taken advantage of the loopholes to make a fortune, he would not fall into other people's traps. Strictly speaking, it should be him and Chen Yucheng. It's better than miserable."
When Fatty Wang finished talking and looked at Lin Qingyin, who had coincided with Jiang Wei, Chen Yucheng and Zhang Wu could not die now, and they would see good or bad for a while, and Lin Qingyin could see their future destiny.
There is nothing that can’t be said. What’s more, Fatty Wang followed him to gain more insight. Lin Qingyin is also willing to point him: "Zhang Wu’s life was lost and his life lost would be his punishment. If you give birth to bad thoughts, you can be safe."
"I haven't seen Chen Yucheng before. I don't know what his fate was before, but I just saw it when I stood at the window. It is already short-lived." Lin Qingyin put the tortoise shell in his hand in the small spirit gathering formation. Here, another jade stone was placed in it: "Chen Yucheng harms people and takes away luck and is intolerable. The disaster of lightning strikes is only the beginning, and the disaster of prison follows closely. Let’s put it this way, he spent the rest of his life in great trouble. There is no worst disaster, only worse."
Hearing this, Fatty Wang felt very happy, and he happily took out his cell phone and said, “I’ll send a message to Zhang Wu to see if he knows what happened to the Master Wang who pitted him. You said he and I are both surnamed Wang. We two can be regarded as peers anyhow. Why is there such a big difference in life? I have never done this kind of conscience."
Lin Qingyin said twice: "That's because you don't know anything."
Fatty Wang: "..."
Little Master, what are you doing like this? Can we still get along well!
—
In a small farmyard in Shanbo County, Wang Wufeng rolled on the kang in unbearable pain, hissing in pain. Hearing the movement in the room, a young man in his early twenties rushed in and helped Wang Wufeng, who had fallen to the ground, onto the kang, with a panic and uneasy expression on his face: "Master, what's the matter with you?"
Wang Wufeng gritted his teeth and said out of breath: "My formation must have been moved. You take my mobile phone and I'm going to call Zhang Wu and ask him what's going on."
Wang Wufeng is cunning, even if he doesn’t believe in his apprentice Zhang Zuo, even his mobile phone is equipped with a password and fingerprint lock, for fear of being seen by him as a secret. Even if it hurts like this now, he doesn’t worry about letting his apprentice fight for him. telephone. But Zhang Zuo has long been accustomed to this. He obeyed Wang Wufeng's words and waited cautiously every day, never seemingly dissatisfied.
Zhang Zuo took the mobile phone from the cabinet next to it and handed it respectfully to Wang Wufeng. In the past, Wang Wufeng always let Zhang Zuo stay there when he talked on the phone. Today, his whole body is as uncomfortable as ten thousand ants biting his heart. He can speak because of his amazing will, and he doesn't care about Zhang Zuo next to him at all.
Wang Wufeng didn't say to let him out, but Zhang Zuo stood aside and didn't leave. Zhang Wu seemed to expect Wang Wufeng to call, and he picked it up after the bell rang twice.
"Master Wang, this is the first time you have contacted me in so many years." Zhang Wu smiled very much on the phone and said, "I don't know what is Master Wang doing?"
Wang Wufeng had no thoughts to circle with him anymore, enduring the bitter pain and asked: "Have you ever moved your family's ancestral grave? You must remember that your family's ancestral grave must not be moved, otherwise Your daughter’s condition will deteriorate rapidly and will not live for two hours."
Zhang Wu looked at the watch on his wrist and laughed: "You tell me, I just had a video call with my daughter, and she looks more energetic than yesterday. And my family's ancestral grave..." He paused intentionally for a moment. Then he continued: "I started digging at 5 o'clock this morning, and now I have removed five coffins. By the way, I burned the murderous thing you buried too. It smells particularly foul, and I don’t know if you have heard of it. ?"
Wang Wufeng stood up fiercely from the kang, and hit his head heavily on the ceiling: "Impossible. I set up a lore formation there. Once someone destroys it, it will be backlashed by the formation. It is absolutely impossible for you to successfully move the grave. "
When Zhang Wu heard this, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had hired the right person. If someone of unknown depth was hired to solve the matter, he might not only harm his daughter, but also file a life lawsuit.
"Master Wang, there are people outside the mountain, and there are people outside the mountain. Your formation is not a shit in the eyes of the master I invited." A trace of hatred flashed in Zhang Wu's eyes: "You have damaged my family's Feng Shui and killed my son. , I will see with my own eyes your retribution."
Hearing the beep from the phone, Wang Wufeng's face flashed with despair. Others didn't know what formation he was setting up, but he knew clearly in his heart, and he was also very aware of the consequences of being backlashed by the big formation.
As early as his teenage years, Wang Wufeng knew that he had a short life span when he learned Feng Shui from his master, and he could live up to sixty years. Everyone yearns for longevity, and Wang Wufeng is no exception. It's just that ordinary people just think about longevity. Wang Wufeng not only dared to think about it, but also dared to do it.
Since the day he knew his fate, he has been looking for a way to continue his life. After looking for more than ten years, he really found a way, but this way is very vicious. He wants to bury the eighteen bones of the same root in the belt. The fierce qi of the dead, the formation of life-sustaining, the use of bones as a matchmaker, and the offspring of those bones as a carrier, to turn the life and qi of the living person into the essence, qi, and spirit that can nourish oneself, although the effect is slower , But it definitely has the effect of prolonging life.
This method is said to be a few words, but it is quite difficult to implement. First of all, there are not too many deadly lands, and even fewer deadly lands. Even if you find a fierce and terrible land, the bones are very difficult to find. The eighteen bones needed for the formation must be of the same root and the same origin, that is to say, they must be a family of the same blood.
People like this can only be found in places where they can be buried and have ancestral tombs. Generally, there are only two or three generations of ancestral tombs. What's more, the people who practiced the burial of the ancestral tombs respected the coffins of their ancestors, and they also value Feng Shui very much. What they pay attention to is to enter the soil for safety, and will not easily move the grave to disturb the Xianling. Even if there is a compelling reason to move the grave, they will look for a good Feng Shui master to find a good place to thrive offspring, but anyone with a brain will not move to the land of the dead.
Wang Wufeng searched for more than 20 years and traveled in most of the country before he came across Zhang Wu, a big idiot. If this kind of person doesn't cheat him, Wang Wufeng feels sorry for his hard work for so many years!
Since the formation of this formation, nothing happened for ten years. Wang Wufeng originally thought he would have no problem living to 70 or 80, but Zhang Wuju regretted it. The most hateful thing was that he could really find someone better than him. Feng Shui master came to break his formation.
There was another unbearable bone-erupting pain in his heart, and Wang Wufeng's leg fell heavily on the kang. He tried to sit up with his arms supported, but his palm slipped, only then did he realize that his flesh and blood was leaking pink blood.
"Open my box." Wang Wufeng stared at Zhang Zuo with red eyes when he saw the large piece of flesh rubbed off his palm: "There is a small lacquered wood pot in the box. Take it out."
"Good Master." Zhang Zuo took a bunch of brass keys from Wang Wufeng's belt, and carefully opened the lock on the carved box on the kang.
There was not much in the box, only a few tattered books, a compass, three porcelain bottles with medicine, a stack of talisman paper, and a black lacquered wood jar.
At this time, Wang Wufeng, who was half sitting on the kang, collapsed softly again. The blood flowing out of his body had covered the entire kang mat. He was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to stretch out his hand. Weakly urged Zhang Zuo: "Quick, hurry up!"
Zhang Zuo put his hand into the box, but instead of taking the lacquered wood jar, he took out the books next to him and looked at them page by page.
Wang Wufeng's eyes burst out with pain, with a hideous look on his face, and exhausted all his energy, saying: "I... let... you... take... jars... sub..."
Zhang Zuo flipped through the book slowly, and it didn't take long to find what he needed from it. A small lacquered wood jar was painted on the book, which looked exactly like the box.
"Substitute method..." Zhang Zuo chuckled and waved the book to Wang Wufeng: "Are you thinking about harming others after you are in this field? I think it's a waste of this good thing for you to use it, it's better to keep it. What about the apprentice."
Seeing Wang Wufeng's eyes widening suddenly, Zhang Zuo laughed and opened another cabinet in the room with a key. The piles of cash inside were filled with cash.
"Master, I really have to thank you for the fault that even the bank can't trust, otherwise I would really not dare to take your card to withdraw money." Putting all the money in the suitcase, Zhang Zuo put it again. The paper, porcelain bottle, and lacquered wood box were separately packed in the backpack, and then I continued to look through the old books: "Does your book say that you can die in a few days? Or I will just set it on fire and burn you. There is no one here, and you will be ashes long ago when others find out."
Wang Wufeng was speechless at this time, his eyes were bulging and staring at Zhang Zuo fiercely like a goldfish, and there was a gurgling noise in his throat.
"I can't speak so soon? Has my throat melted into water?" Zhang Zuo looked at his twisted face condescendingly with his arms, and laughed happily: "It's so comfortable, I didn't expect to see it in the rest of my life. You look like you. You have always used me as your grandson. Today I will show you which of us is grandfather."
Zhang Zuo was talking about pushing 50 kilograms of pure grain liquor in the kitchen into the house. This liquor was bought from a nearby village this year. It has a full 62 degrees. Wang Wufeng drinks it every day. Serve two cups.
"Don't you like to drink? I will feed you today!" Zhang Yingying Shui Laozi poured out a scoop of white wine and poured it on Wang Wufeng's body. The strong white wine fell on the damaged skin and made a slight piercing sound, making consciousness Some vague Wang Wufeng woke up again with pain abruptly.
Scoop after scoop, with the exception of Wang Wufeng's body, Zhang Zuo spilled white wine all over the house. Zhang Zuo looked at Wang Wufeng, whose eyes were open, only the intake of air was not venting, and he waved his hand very happily: "Master Wang, goodbye."
The scratched match landed on Wang Wufeng. Zhang Zuo strode outside. After he left the yard, he took out a piece of talisman paper folded into a paper airplane and threw it into the window. In an instant, the farm courtyard Surrounded by a sea of fire.
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Seeing that the last coffin was transported down the mountain, Zhang Wu called his wife and learned that his daughter was safe, and his hanging heart fell.
A local man hired to fill the soil suddenly ran over with a flustered expression: "Mr. Zhang, I see thick smoke coming from the mountain. I remember there is no one there, but there is a forest. Is the forest on fire?"
Zhang Wu stood on the mountain and looked towards the smoking place. Except for the wasteland and weeds, there was a forest with a small area. At this time, there was a lot of smoke billowing there, and it is estimated that the fire was not small.
Zhang Wu hurried to call the police, because there were many mountains nearby, and there was a fire brigade to prevent mountain fires. People arrived in less than ten minutes and suppressed the fire with a high-pressure water gun.
When Zhang Wu saw that there was nothing wrong, he no longer cared about it. After the relocation of the grave was finished, he heard the local people who watched the show talk: "... There is a corpse... The legs are all burnt..."
"I can't see my face without a document, but I say there is a big crimson on my forehead, which looks like a peach..."
Zhang Wu raised his head fiercely. He still remembers Master Wang's face very clearly. His face is quite big and there is a red curly on his forehead, exactly in the shape of a peach.
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Lin Qingyin is not as curious as Fatty Wang. She could count the consequences of being backlashed by the formation when she broke the formation. Therefore, after teasing Fatty Wang, she put her mind on business: "Jiang Wei, let's make up for physics today."
Jiang Wei just finished writing the physics homework for Lin Qingyin yesterday, and it can be regarded as a fresh review of the physics course for the next high school. He took out the high school physics textbook he had brought home from his bag. Before opening it, Lin Qingyin took a second grade physics book and handed it to him.
"We make it up from scratch!"
Jiang Wei felt a little bit painful in Tuhuazi: "This is a bit too scratchy! How many points did you score on the physics exam last year?"
Lin Qingyin replied in a serious manner: "I got full marks in mathematics and physics in the senior high school entrance examination."
Jiang Wei was amused by Lin Qingyin: "If you get a perfect score in physics in the senior high school entrance examination, why should I make up for you in junior high school physics?"
"I forgot!" Lin Qingyin opened the textbook confidently, "Don't smirk, let's talk!"
Jiang Wei: "..."
You are really my ancestor!
Jiang Wei thought that Lin Qingyin was joking when she said she got a perfect score in physics in the senior high school entrance examination. It's just that if he hasn't touched the physics book for so many years, he can retrieve the knowledge memory of junior high school. He feels that Lin Qingyin shouldn't forget the knowledge of junior high school physics.
After supplementing Lin Qingyin's lessons for the past few days, Jiang Wei has become accustomed to the perverted learning ability of the little master from knowing nothing to doing everything. I have to say that giving lectures to such students is very easy, no matter how fast or difficult it is, as long as you string the knowledge points to her, she can understand them all.
The knowledge of physics is very new to Lin Qingyin. As Jiang Wei took her to review the physics curriculum in junior high school, she also turned out from the memory of the original owner that power, light, and electricity were completely unfamiliar to her. Melt them into your own knowledge.
The two spoke fluently and the other listened earnestly. Fatty Wang, who followed the learning atmosphere, was not to be outdone, holding an old book, shaking his head and reciting obscure ancient texts.
The Qingyin mother who came back from leave was standing outside the door of her house when she heard the voice of a man speaking from the house, her face turned pale. She wanted to open the door and was worried about encountering something she couldn't accept, so she hesitated for a while.
Aunt Wang, who heard the movement, walked to the door and glanced at the cat's eye. She was a little surprised when she saw Mother Qingyin standing in the doorway. She remembered something when she was about to push the door, and she immediately covered her mouth and put it on the door gossiping. Look out.
After standing outside for ten minutes, Qingyin's mother finally mustered the courage to unlock the door and gently pushed open the door.
Just as Lin Qingyin said that day, a man in his early twenties was holding a pen to give Lin Qingyin attentively. Lin Qingyin carefully looked at the series of formulas he had written, and nodded in agreement from time to time. A fat man in his thirties was sitting on the sofa alone, not knowing what he was reciting. The voiceless mother held her breath and listened to a few sentences. She was in awe of the fat man. She was able to recite something so profound that people could not understand a word. Things, this must be an expert who specializes in ancient Chinese, and he must be very knowledgeable.
Aunt Wang, who was at the opposite door, saw Qingyin's mother open the door and opened the door excitedly. She ran to the house in three steps and widened her eyes, and saw a peaceful learning scene in the room.
When Qingyin's mother opened the door, no one noticed it, but the movement of Aunt Wang running over was so great that the three of them raised their heads in unison.
Seeing all four of them looking at herself in surprise, Aunt Wang took two steps back in disbelief: "I'm really here to study."
Qingyin's mother was a little unhappy holding on to the waist hit by Aunt Wang, crackling and spitting fire at Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, you are too much! Would you like to go to your house like this? Let's talk about it. What are you going to see in our house? Tell me what's so good about our house!"
Qingyin's mother took a step forward and forced Aunt Wang out of the door: "Our child invited the teacher to come back to make up lessons. Do you think it is interesting to be excited, sneaky and seemingly thief every day?"
Aunt Wang and Lin Qingyin’s neighbors, who have lived with Lin Qingyin’s family for more than ten years, are the first time they have seen Qingyin’s mother have such a bad temper.