When we returned to the coffin shop, Su Xiaoman was worried about us and stayed up all the time. Seeing us coming back, she asked us roughly, then turned and walked towards her room.
When Su Xiaoman left, Qin Lao San kept asking me, why can I conclude that Wang Jiong will send money over tomorrow.
For this question, I just smiled and didn't answer him.
Seeing that Qin Lao San couldn't ask anything, he didn't ask any more, so he slept with Ge Yao's picture.
No words for a night.
At six o'clock in the morning the next day, I was snoring, and the old man Qin suddenly gave me a push, "Chuanzi, is there someone knocking on the door downstairs."
I slowly opened my eyes, rubbed my distressed eyes, and when I listened, I heard a knock on the door downstairs, and I knew it was Wang Jiong without guessing.
I ignored it, turned over and continued to sleep.
Qin Lao San pulled me a few more times and said, "Chuanzi, don't you go down and have a look?"
I opened his arm and whispered: "Let him stand outside!"
"That's not good! But Wang Jiong..." The old man Qin seemed a little afraid of Wang Jiong.
I stopped and said quietly: "Don't worry, as long as he really wants to find me to build a mausoleum, let alone stand outside for a whole morning, he has to stand still."
After that, I pulled the quilt over my head and continued to sleep.
Then Qin Lao San seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He told me that he had to bring Ge Yao breakfast, so he got up and walked outside.
When the guy left, I pulled off the quilt and sighed deeply. There was only one thought in my heart. Sooner or later, this guy will die in the hands of a woman. Is it for a woman
I sighed for a while, and I was not in the mood to go to sleep again. I got up from the sex, opened the curtains, wanted to breathe in some fresh air, but found that the sky and the earth were white, and the snowflakes were falling down one after another. The town was covered in silver.
"It's snowing!" I murmured, slowly closing the curtains, turning back to the police, and taking out the Feng Shui book "Liu Ding Liu Jia Entering the Earth" that Zheng Lao gave me and studied it.
To be honest, after returning from Guangzhou, I feel more and more that the ghostmaker can no longer simply study the craftsmanship of the ghostmaker. It must be combined with Feng Shui, otherwise, with my current Taoism, I guess it will not solve the problem, and it will make it even worse. Big.
After all, Feng Shui has a history of thousands of years. Since it can endure for a long time, it naturally has its truth in it.
Before the master passed away, I was worried that I would be known by the master, but now, the master’s old man is gone, leaving me alone in the world. Even if I want to follow the master’s wishes, there is no one to guide me, so I can only rely on the knowledge of Feng Shui. Go to plan to make up for your own shortcomings.
It is worth mentioning that, because I want to study "Liu Ding Liu Jia Entering the Diaries", I have studied the fonts on it. Although I may not recognize all of them, I know some of them.
It is precisely this that gave me some knowledge in Feng Shui, but it is also limited to the entry-level appearance. No matter how advanced it is, I still can't figure it out.
However, I didn’t give up. Every time I was tired from studying the language of the engineer and the ghost writer, I would pick up the "Liu Ding Liu Jia Entering the Land" to study, and occasionally I would take out the one left by my brother. Take a closer look at the paper.
People, not just like this, they are constantly absorbing knowledge as they grow up.
After lying down and studying, my eyes were a little tired, and I continued to squint for a while.
In this way, after about two hours of feeling, Qin Lao San had returned from the loving breakfast and saw that I was still lying in bed. He walked over quickly and grabbed me, "Chuanzi, you are too much like this." Don't give Wang Jiong face anymore. When I went home just now, I saw Wang Jiong still standing at the door."
I smiled and said impatiently: "Let him stay until noon to speak."
He glanced at me and sat down next to me. Because it was snowing outside, this guy had a lot of snowflakes on his body. He shook the snowflakes on his body, and said worriedly: "Chuanzi, it's not good! That king Jiong is also..."
I didn't speak, pulled the quilt, and was about to fall asleep, Su Xiaoman also came over, seeing me lying in ** and not getting up, her face blushed first, and then she faltered: "Brother, then Wang Jiong..."
I stopped and said, "It's okay, let him stand longer."
"But..." Su Xiaoman came over, as if she couldn't bear it, "Wang Jiong's lips were swollen like sausages. It was pitiful to stand at the door. I gave him a stool, and he didn't want...I..."
Listening to this, I felt like, frankly speaking, the reason why I dared to hang Wang Jiong outside like this is because Wang Jiong scolded me, or scolded our ghostsmith’s most taboo minbi, as long as that king Jiong had a bit of common sense, he absolutely knew that the ghostmaker was very taboo about this. And when he knew it, he dared to say this. He had only one purpose, and that was to stimulate the general method, and wanted to stimulate me to complete this task in this way.
According to the usual thinking, after I finish the task, I will definitely go to Captain Peng to sue him, in order to avenge him for scolding me.
However, he underestimated me, am I the kind of person who makes small reports
The answer is obvious, no.
Then, it happened that I was going to knock him sap.
Furthermore, when Wang Jiong came to me yesterday, he seemed to convey the task, but in fact, I could see a bit of anxious color between his eyebrows. Although he tried to hide himself, he was still seen by me. You must know I have dealt with this Wang Jiong, and I know that he has always been lawless, otherwise, when he originally invited me to the eighth office, he would not try to get me out after I agreed.
The most important point is that Wang Jiong's identity is a white witch. I have seen him do it before. His witchcraft is not superb, but he still has some real skills.
But when we knocked him sap last night, Wang Jiong didn't use witchcraft. What does this mean
It shows that he taboos me for fear of offending me.
Combining these points, when I came back last night, I dared to tell Laosan Qin that Wang Jiong would come to me with money today, and only then did he dare to hang him at the door early this morning.
At this point, I stopped at Su Xiaoman and said with a smile: "Little Junior Sister, let the brother sleep for a while, and then invite Wang Jiong in at noon."
After I said this, I pulled the quilt and fell asleep again. Then Qin Lao San and Su Xiaoman looked at each other, sighed deeply, did not speak, and walked outside.
Dazed, I don't know how long I slept, until Qin Lao San walked in and pulled me a few times before I woke up.
As soon as I woke up here, the first sentence of Qin Lao San made me feel vigorous. He said to me angrily: "Chuanzi, you guessed it, Wang Jiong really waited at the door until noon. I really took 10,000 yuan."
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