"Heart disease!"

When Wang Qingmei heard these two words, she was stunned again, remembering that she had always been at home and carefree, where did this statement come from?

"Heart disease? What does that mean? Wang Qingmei asked.

"Most of a person's heart disease has nothing to do with themselves!" Qin Xianglin said slowly.

"Nothing to do with yourself? What does that have to do with it? Wang Qingmei then asked, a person who has lived in a privileged environment for a long time has become less sensitive in his heart.

"It's about the people around you!" Qin Xianglin continued to answer.

"Someone around?" Hearing this, Wang Qingmei's first thought was her husband and son. Her husband Chen Guangyuan is mature and steady, and he will not make mistakes easily, but his son Chen Zaicheng ......

Thinking of her son Chen Zaicheng, Wang Qingmei can be frightened, Wang Qingmei knows her son very well.

Suddenly, Wang Qingmei was a little panicked.

"Mr. Qin, do you have anything you can't say?" Wang Qingmei asked.

Wang Qingmei has developed step by step in the direction arranged by Qin Xianglin, Qin Xianglin is still very calm, and said in a tone that is not slow or hurried:

"Judging from your birthday, this heart disease is related to your children!"

Wang Qingmei was even more surprised when she heard Qin Xianglin say this.

At this moment, Wang Qingmei began to be uncalm, and her heart began to panic.

The character of her son Chen Zaicheng, Wang Qingmei, who is a mother, knows very well, although the three major families are powerful in the entire Guangbei, even if Chen Zaicheng causes a big disaster, there will be no big problem.

However, Wang Qingmei knows very well that something will happen after all, no matter who he is.

It's just that when his son is older, he can't help his mother, no matter how hard Wang Qingmei talks, Chen Zaicheng just listens, and his left ear goes in and out of his right ear, which is useless after all.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin said that Wang Qingmei's heart disease was a child, and Wang Qingmei suddenly realized that Wang Qingmei had always had this heart disease.

Wang Qingmei, who was in a panic, had lost her sense of proportion, she was so nervous that she stood up suddenly, looked at Qin Xianglin's back and asked:

"Sir, will anything happen to my son?"

Qin Xianglin could already hear Wang Qingmei's panic from his tone. Qin Xianglin still paused for twenty seconds to speak, and then said slowly: "If I can, I need to take a look at your son's birthday to be accurate!" ”

"Good, good!" Wang Qingmei hurriedly reported her son Chen Zaicheng's birthday.

Qin Xianglin quickly wrote down Chen Zaicheng's birthday, which is the ultimate purpose of all designs today.

"In order to confirm the correctness of this birthday eight characters, I will say three things that have happened to him, and if there is something wrong with him, you can immediately refute it!" Qin Xianglin said with his back to Wang Qingmei.

Wang Qingmei nodded, indicating that she could, but then remembered that this Mr. Qin couldn't see Wang Qingmei nodding, so he said, "Yes!" ”

Qin Xianglin listened, and then he spoke: "When I was nine years old, the soup was closed, and the person was burned, and there were scars on his body!" ”

Wang Qingmei nodded again when she heard this, and her heart was extremely shocked, that year, Chen Zaicheng was burned by a cup of hot water, and looking at the two walnut-sized blisters, Wang Qingmei was so painful that her heart was about to fall out.

"Yes!" Wang Qingmei remembered that Mr. Qin couldn't see her nodding, so she hurriedly said.

Qin Xianglin listened to this and then continued: "When I was fifteen years old, Jin Qi entered the Jedi and became seriously ill! It's a respiratory disease! ”

"Yes!" Wang Qingmei nodded vigorously, and took the initiative to say, "It's pneumonia!" ”

"Twenty-one years old, the great luck is rushing every year, and the car accident is going on!" Qin Xianglin continued.

"Yes! Yes! Wang Qingmei didn't dare to sit on the chair anymore, she looked at Qin Xianglin's back as if she had seen a living immortal!

"Master, what will the future hold for my son?" Wang Qingmei no longer sees Qin Xianglin as Mr. Qin, and is called Master instead.

Qin Xianglin sighed slightly, looking at Chen Zaicheng's birthday, but he was full of emotion in his heart.

This emotion has nothing to do with Chen Zaicheng's birthday, but Qin Xianglin is lamenting that he has to lie and deceive people.

The first two steps in Chen Zaicheng's eight-character fate game were extremely poor, but after the age of twenty-four, he was already in transit. The good luck changed from bad to good, and began to be prosperous.

Wang Qingmei heard Qin Xianglin's sigh, and was suddenly frightened, and was about to open her mouth to ask, when she suddenly saw the money on the table, so Wang Qingmei seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a card, threw it aside, and then said: "Go out and withdraw 500,000 yuan!" ”

"Yes!" When the bodyguard heard this, he walked outside.

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he hurriedly stopped: "If this money is for me, I don't want a penny!" ”

Wang Qingmei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't get me wrong, this is a little bit of my heart!" ”

For people of Wang Qingmei's status, they have long been accustomed to taking money to open the way.

"I know, however, we cultivators also have our own principles, I said that free fortune telling is free fortune telling, you can also take the money on the table!" Qin Xianglin said. When Wang Qingmei heard this, she hurriedly said: "Master, this is a little bit of my heart, you must accept it!" ”

"Eight-character numerology, I will say whatever I calculate, not for money!" Qin Xianglin turned his back to Wang Qingmei and said.

Wang Qingmei listened to the increasing respect for Qin Xianglin, and asked in a more respectful tone: "Master, is something happening to my son?" ”

Qin Xianglin was silent for twenty seconds as usual, and then slowly spoke, saying, "Judging from the eight characters of his birthday, there are villains around him!" ”

"Villain?" Wang Qingmei frowned, "Master, what does this mean?" ”

Qin Xianglin didn't explain, and still said calmly: "Within three days, there will be a bloody disaster, and it is inevitable, but fortunately, it will not endanger your life!" Go back and come back in the evening in three days, and I'll find a way to help you out! ”

Wang Qingmei wanted to ask something more, but Qin Xianglin had already gotten up and left.

"In three days, the Bloody Plague?" Wang Qingmei remembered it in her heart, and returned home with someone in shock.

When he returned home, his son Chen Zaicheng just got up and drove to get ready to go out. Wang Qingmei saw it and hurriedly stopped it. But there is no mention of the Bloody Plague. Wang Qingmei knows that her son has always been rebellious, especially not believing in ghosts and gods, if it is said that the fortune teller says so, he must not believe it, but fortunately, Chen Zaicheng is very filial to Wang Qingmei, Wang Qingmei said that she was uncomfortable, and asked Chen Zaicheng to stay by her side to talk, although Chen Zaicheng was unwilling, but he was still obedient and stayed.

Seeing her son sitting on the sofa, playing with her mobile phone with a hanging, Wang Qingmei always couldn't let go. That Mr. Qin only said that there would be a bloody disaster within three days, and it was inevitable, what the hell was going on, but he didn't say a word, so as not to make Wang Qingmei's heart uneasy, thinking about it, he decided to go to Lingguang Temple and find Master Zhiguang.

So, Wang Qingmei arranged for the car to go to Lingguang Temple, and found Master Zhiguang, the highest monk in the temple, and Wang Qingmei told Master Zhiguang "Mr. Qin's Sayings".

Although Master Na Zhiguang is a monk, he traveled all over the world when he was a teenager, and he also studied with the master of numerology.

Master Zhiguang listened to Wang Qingmei's description of Mr. Qin, and asked Wang Qingmei to report Chen Zaicheng's birthday on the spot, Master Zhiguang calculated it, then looked up to the sky and laughed, and said to Wang Qingmei: "Don't worry, that Mr. Qin is pure nonsense!" Your young master's fate and fortune to enter Wangdi is smooth sailing, and it is better to be able to turn evil into good fortune when encountering problems! ”

Master Zhiguang does know the knowledge of eight-character numerology, he is telling the truth, while Qin Xianglin is telling lies. However, Jiang Xiangpai's greatest ability is to make fake things more real than real, and make real things become fake.

Although Wang Qingmei trusts Master Zhiguang, she also believes in Mr. Qin, which makes her more and more worried.

And Chen Zaicheng, who listened to his mother the most, also drove away after his mother Wang Qingmei left home.

Wang Qingmei walked on the front foot, and Chen Zaicheng started the car on the back foot. Although Wang Qingmei instructed the housekeeper to watch Chen Zaicheng, how could a mere housekeeper look down on the eldest young master?