Chapter 1: The Psychic

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The small town of Lin Town has a population of 200,000, including the population of the township. The main reason is that the town is close to mountains and rivers, and the forest production has become a developed town.

Looking at the old man sitting on the side looking east and west, Zhang Lang had no choice but to look at the river below the bridge. I feel how hard my life is, why my life experience is so boring, and I don't even have the capital to counterattack.

The ancestors have been passed down from generation to generation, and they are good at saying that they are immortals, and they are blind people who are not good at fortune telling. He and his father are not only the heirs of a blind fortune teller, but also the father and son who were kicked out of the sect.

"Beauty! You've got a bust scourge! The old man said jokingly, staring intently at the beautiful legs of the beautiful woman passing in front of him, which hue was completely underbeaten.

Zhang Lang also stayed away from his old man, and looked at each other with his old man. quietly watched how his old man deceived each other, basically all the beauties and local tyrants were pitted.

"You know there's something wrong with my family?" Which beautiful woman suddenly asked in amazement, she had just had an accident at home, and when she was about to go back, she met this fortune teller on the way.

Zhang Qianqian looked at the beauty with a smile, and motioned for the beauty to reach over and count her life by herself. The beauty did not hesitate, and directly stretched out Qianqian's thin hand.

"The beautiful woman just got a new house recently, and it ended up killing someone!" Zhang Qianqian asked solemnly, but the expression on the other party's face had betrayed him.

"The master saved our family!" The beautiful woman suddenly said with some tears, and slowly sat down on the low stool.

"My name is Deng Li, and our ancestral house has been rebuilt with three floors and replaced the original two-story wooden house. But just after the covering, my father had a stroke as soon as he entered, and now he fainted and has not woken up in the hospital, and the doctor said that he had a sudden myocardial infarction. Deng Li also explained slowly.

Zhang Qianqian looked at the veins in Deng Li's hand, and asked casually: "You are the ancestral house for generations, right, and the ancestor is a general?" ”

Deng Li nodded in shock, because her ancestors were meritorious, she was rewarded with a large wooden house to pass it on. Because the wooden house was old and could not be turned into a façade to make money, it was rebuilt.

"Master, how much does it cost you to help me do this? As long as it is done, there will be no more deaths. I can give you 50,000 dollars! If it's not enough, we can still negotiate. "The old house is on the side of the vegetable market, and the location is also prosperous, and there are hundreds of thousands of income from selling the façade on the first floor!

After understanding the approximate price, Zhang Qianqian did not speak. Looking at the distance and thinking quietly, Deng Li was also a little flustered, she invited a Taoist master to do it, but unfortunately she died unexpectedly the next day after doing it, and no one dared to go to any house, and today my father was brave and never returned.

Zhang Lang got two cups of tea from next door, handed them to Deng Li, and drank a cup of tea himself. My old man is generally a big pit but not a small pit, and it is too troublesome to say that a small pit is too troublesome.

"Stinky boy! My tea? Are you so disrespectful? Zhang Qianqian suddenly said angrily, the more his son was raised, the more disobedient he became, and he still made money to help him go to high school.

Deng Li hurriedly handed the tea in her hand to Zhang Qianqian, now the new building does not dare to enter, if it is not solved, how will it make money in the future!

"I'll go over tonight, you write the address of the house on a piece of paper, and give me the key. You can accept it tomorrow morning, pay half of the deposit first! Zhang Qianqian took out a blank piece of paper and handed it to Deng Li.

Hearing the deposit first, Deng Li still hesitated a little, most of this kind of people in the rivers and lakes are abducted and deceived, if they don't come at night, won't they give it in vain?

Seeing the hesitation on Deng Li's face, Zhang Qianqian had no choice but to say: "Where to pay at home at night!" Give me the address and key first, I'm going to get ready for the guy soon! ”

Deng Li took out the keys and five tickets from her bag, and looked at the old man very squintingly, but she couldn't find an excuse to do things, and she gave a tip so that people don't procrastinate.

Holding the banknote and key, Zhang Qianqian smiled proudly. I finally opened the bill today, and I won't have to set up a stall in the next few months. Zhang Lang is also very happy, and he can have money to spend again!

"Old man! You have to pay some make-up exam fees this semester, and now you are developed to take care of your son! Zhang Lang said with a smile, his old man's minimum price for each order is 10,000!

Zhang Qianqian glanced at his son, this one-eyed wolf despised his own skills, and said that there was no way to make money? Every time I make a bill, the kid's eyes light up!

"Good! If you accompany me tonight, I'll give you money to spend! Zhang Qianqian said insidiously, his son is almost eighteen, and it is time to change.

In the past, Zhang Qianqian went alone, Zhang Lang wanted to go but was told that it was too dangerous, but this time he asked himself to go, absolutely nothing good happened!

Zhang Lang hesitated a little, although he has always despised this shady craft, but this craft is very mysterious, because it deals with ghosts!

I watched a lot of ghost movies and zombie movies when I was a child, but I haven't seen the real ghosts myself. This time, Daddy told himself to go over to see and see, and he must be revenge!

"Daddy, can you not go?" Zhang Lang asked curiously, he didn't want to encounter those things, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep well.

Zhang Qianqian stared at Zhang Lang seriously, and said with a smile: "If you don't go, you have to go, and if you go, you must not run!" Didn't you say that you started your own business after high school? If you want to abandon this craft, do you have the money?

Hehehe! You have no money and you have created a fart industry, so follow your father and me to make money together. Then you will find out how glorious and great your father is, and how sacred this mission is! You're going to give up the idea of starting a business and get involved in your dad's business. ”

"Cheating, unscientific superstition! It's the modern world, and this kind of thing is outdated, Dad! You can rest assured that I will become a great businessman, and when the time comes, we will forget our mission together! Also, Daddy, can you save some money? Every time you finish an order, you spend tens of thousands of yuan in a week or a month? Zhang Lang asked rhetorically, his father is an antique!

"Science? Science is used to deceive elementary school students like you, and the rules that are explained in the world are science! What is not explained is superstition! The world is big for children, don't think so small! Zhang Qianqian said solemnly.

"Come on! Let's go prepare guys, and today I'll show you what a psychic is! When you see it, see if you are willing to pass it on, or create some bullshit dream of yours! Zhang Qianqian put away the stall and took Zhang Lang home.

Zhang Lang also looked at his father with contempt, knowing that he had to spend so much money. How good it is to save or buy a store to do business, you like to spend money when you see it, and the money you earn in the future must stay and start a business!

The father of the old antique needs to change it himself. Modern society itself is the mainstream, and the father has turned backwards. But I was very interested in seeing what my father often did.

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