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Yang Zimei has been living on the mountain for many years, and this Yang Hong rarely goes back to the village and does not know Yang Zimei.
Although he had long heard that the master was a little girl, he still couldn't accept it when he saw it with his own eyes. He couldn't believe that the fifteen-year-old girl in front of him would be a brilliant master.
"You are Master Yang?" He asked with an extremely suspicious attitude.
The corners of Yang Zimei's lips curled up in mockery, but she didn't hum.
Relying on the fact that all his sons are promising, Yang Hong usually has a stronger temper and style than others. Although his son is in trouble now, he still has two sons who are the best. He is highly respected, how can he bear the contemptuous expression of a little girl like Yang Zimei
"Do you know who I am?" He put on a face and asked Yang Zimei.
"I know." Yang Zimei said lightly, "I also know why you came here."
"In this case, help me figure out whether my son Yang Dejie can save himself from danger this time." Yang Hongyu said with a commanding command.
"Thirty million hexagram gold." Yang Zimei said coldly.
"Thirty million? You might as well grab it!" Yang Hong didn't trust her much at first, so when he heard her divination about the price of gold, he immediately jumped up.
Yang Zimei smiled, "Business is voluntary, if you still can't afford the money, please go ahead and don't hinder the next customer."
"It's absurd to pretend to be a master at a young age to cheat money and harm the people of society!" Yang Hong scolded angrily, "I'll send you to the police station right now!"
"hehe-"
Yang Zimei chuckled, "If you want to harm the society and the people, how can I be as good as your big family?"
Hearing what she said, Yang Hong blew his beard, kicked his nose and poked his crutch, "Presumptuous! Little girl, how dare you speak such wild words!"
"I'm crazy, so what? However, it's better than some people who have their children and grandchildren killed, haha!"
Yang Zimei laughed, she could already see from Yang Hong's face that he had a bleak future, all his sons who used to be a blessing were all imprisoned, and as for the grandsons, all of them died early.
This has nothing to do with her, it's just their karma coming!
When Yang Hong heard this, he was naturally angry, and he raised his crutches to beat her.
Yang Zimei stretched out her fingers, clamped the crutch, squeezed it hard, and the crutch suddenly broke in two—
Yang Hong looked at his crutch in surprise.
It was made of hard rosewood, but now it looks like rotten wood, and it was cut off by her two fingers. Who the hell is this
Yang Zimei let go of her fingers and walked out of the reception room without even looking at him.
At this time, there was a child crying outside the door, crying out of breath, very desolate.
A voice begged, "Mr. Song, I heard that Master Yang here is very powerful, can you let her look at this child for me, this child has been crying like this for several days, and he is almost out of breath. There is nothing the doctor can do, please ask Master Yang to look after the child for me, okay?"
Song Xuanzheng looked embarrassed, saw Yang Zimei coming out, and hurriedly explained the situation to her.
Yang Zimei looked at the child who was still wrapped in a small quilt. He was only about one year old, and saw that his face was dark and purple, his forehead was sunken, his eyes were dull, and he was as thin as a stick, shrouded in a cloud of evil spirit.
This evil spirit is not very heavy, but for children with weak resistance, it is enough to be fatal.
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