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Someone introduced Song Zhong to Cheng Peng, he was like a fly meeting a rotten egg, and he couldn't wait to worship Song Zhong as a god.

Cheng Peng's various amulets and pendants on his body were bought from Song Zhong, so after encountering trouble, the first thing he thought of was Song Zhong.

After learning the news of his son's disappearance before, Cheng Peng became angry, and also sent someone to find it, planning to find it in ten days and a half months, and come to Song Zhong to calculate.

After all, Song Zhong needs a lot of money to calculate a hexagram here, Li Yueqing is about to give birth, and Cheng Peng doesn't care so much about this child who looks like his deceased wife.

The car stopped, Cheng Peng put on sunglasses, took out a thick stack of money from his wallet and stuffed it into the wallet that he hadn't given out before, and pressed the doorbell of the Song family.

Soon, Master Song's little apprentice opened the door and welcomed Cheng Peng in with a smile.

Song Zhong was making tea, Cheng Peng changed his shoes and laughed with him, and after saying hello at the door, he lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at him.

"The forehead horn is collapsed, the Yin Hall is black, the color of the migration palace is dull and yellow, and Mr. Cheng has recently been imprisoned at least and bloody and life-threatening."

The fragrance of tea is refreshing, the sandalwood is curling, Song Zhong's words made Cheng Peng tremble, knelt on the low couch, and said with a sad expression: "Master, you must help me, you must help the disciple." ”

Song Zhong is a vain person and likes to recruit disciples, Cheng Peng did what he liked and took the initiative to be his nominal disciple.

The amber tea slowly flowed into the delicate jade cup, and Song Zhong raised his eyebrows with a leisurely expression: "What are you panicking about, everything is sincere, as long as you are sincere in resolving it, there will always be a way." ”

Cheng Peng couldn't hear what Song Zhong meant, he hurriedly took out the red envelope, and squeezed out a smile on his face: "Master, a little tea money, you take it first." When the disciples survive this calamity, they must give filial piety money. ”

Song Zhong swept the red envelope and confirmed that it was thick enough, so he pretended to hand Cheng Peng a cup of tea: "You and I are masters and apprentices, I can't bear to see you in trouble, what trouble have you encountered recently, let's talk about it." ”

"Master, in the past few days, Zhou Xinya's parents suddenly came to Nancheng, and they found a lawyer out of nowhere. They also sued me for intentional homicide, for bigamy, and finally for dividing the inheritance. By the way, before they came, my son was suddenly gone. ”

Cheng Peng first told him a lot of headaches, and finally mentioned the missing Haohaolai.

Song Zhong looked at his face, and said incomprehensibly: "Your son is still alive, and this incident has a lot to do with your deceased wife and son." ”

The muscles on Cheng Peng's face trembled uncontrollably, and his teeth chattered: "Master, are you saying that Zhou Xinya's ghost is still following me?" Didn't I wear the amulet you gave, and she hasn't been reincarnated yet? ”

For those who are still timid after doing all the bad things, Song Zhong has always despised them.

But considering that Cheng Peng's move was quite generous, his purpose was just to scare him and make him come up with more money, so there was no reason to be suspicious.

"If I'm not mistaken, your wife's ghost should be with your son, and your father-in-law and mother-in-law suddenly asked for guilt, which also has something to do with her."

Hearing that his wife's ghost was not by his side, Cheng Peng breathed a sigh of relief, and his body collapsed and said viciously: "That slut, life is annoying, and death will not make people live in peace." Master, can you take her? Let her stop being a fool. ”

As soon as the words came out, Cheng Peng's eyes became ruthless, and he changed his hexagram: "Didn't that slut follow her parents, master, can you find a way to let her harm those two troubled old guys." ”

No poison is not a husband, Cheng Peng doesn't think there is anything wrong with his words.

Song Zhong's ghostly and ghostly methods are countless, and he is not afraid of thunder and thunder, so he naturally does not feel that Cheng Peng is ruthless.

If Song Zhong is replaced in this matter, I am afraid that he will get rid of Zhou Xinya when she has just turned into a powerful ghost to prevent future troubles.

However, with Cheng Peng, Song Zhong deliberately left such a hidden danger, so that he could make more money from him.

Rich people are afraid of death, and he violates the way of heaven and harms heaven and harmony, for the sake of real money, beauty, and all kinds of luxury enjoyment.

Song Zhong picked up the teacup, took a sip with a comfortable expression, and then said slowly: "The ghost is very resentful, and if you want to get rid of her, you need to spend a lot of effort and magic weapons, which is dangerous." ”

Every time Song Zhong mentioned danger or difficulty, Cheng Peng realized that it was time to bleed again.

His heart was bleeding, and he smiled on his face: "I beg the master not to see death and not save him, the disciple is willing to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster." ”

Speaking of this, Song Zhong finally smiled kindly. It's just that he has a fierce face and small eyes, and when he is kind, he can give people goosebumps.

"In that case, go back and bring your wife's birth date with her nails, hair, or other things that you used to do in your life. I'll cast a spell for you first and find out the whereabouts of your wife and children. ”

Seeing that Cheng Peng listened, Song Zhong paused for a moment and continued: "As long as you grab the children in your hands, I'm afraid you can't force them to comply." ”

Cheng Peng's eyes lit up, and he nodded excitedly: "Master Gaoming, I'll do it." ”

The bead curtain swayed, the fragrance of tea was still there, and in the smoke, Song Zhong showed an unfathomable smile.

When Cheng Peng drove to Song's house, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were also escorted by lawyer Xing and returned to Bishui Manor.

The mediation did not go well, Cheng Peng looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and the old couple thought of their daughter and grandson, and their mood has been very low.

If it weren't for Lawyer Xing to analyze the situation for them and comfort them, Cheng Peng was full of lies and couldn't change the true situation of the company and family property, he would have helped them get justice, and Zhou's father and Zhou's mother would have been a little more relaxed.

They're old and don't care much about money anymore, but they still have lovely grandchildren. They want justice for their daughter, and they will not let the murderer go unpunished with the property that belongs to his daughter.

Zhou Xinya listened silently on the side, her parents and Fu Yue angrily condemned Cheng Peng, and her heart was souring and moved at the same time.

If she hadn't married far away back then, if she had seen through Cheng Peng's true face earlier, would today's regret not happen.

But there is no if, Zhou Xinya looked at her parents stupidly, and after this matter is over, she will leave forever.

All kindness can only be repaid in the next life, a drop of blood and tears condensed from the corner of Zhou Xinya's eyes.

Chu Qi looked at her from a distance and let out a long sigh.

Bai Wanggui can't go downstairs, her life is much better, usually just pay attention not to let Zhou's father and mother see her.

【Woo Theatre (I)】

Internet addict fox Xiaobai, one day suddenly clicked on an indescribable forum.

The colorful and blood-pumping pictures are constantly flashing.

Just when Hu Xiaobai was engrossed and short of breath, Fu Yue walked over quietly.