Chapter 107: Colorful Divine Line

Wu Ming saw Chang Kun, Chang Kun lived a good life in prison, and he looked a lot warmer, especially his ass was getting bigger and bigger. This is something that can't be helped, genetic problems, doesn't his dad still have a nickname for his ass?

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Wu Ming was too lazy to ink, and asked straight to the point.

"Xiao Ming, you are still too young to understand human nature."

"What nature, you must have a plan."

Chang Kun smiled when he heard it, and smiled very happily: "Xiao Ming, let me tell you a story, there was a pair of sisters whose mother died, and a grand funeral was held, and there was a particularly handsome guy who attended the funeral, and both sister and sister fell in love with this handsome guy at first sight." Not long after the funeral, my sister also died suddenly, why is this? ”

Chang Kun looked at Wu Ming after speaking, Wu Ming was a little puzzled, he didn't want to answer, but the answer suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he couldn't help answering: "Could it be that my sister killed my sister." ”

Chang Kun applauded lightly when he heard it: "Yes, my sister killed my sister, because only when there is a funeral at home can I see that handsome guy." ”

Wu Ming understood this insinuation technique, and couldn't help frowning.

"In fact, revenge is a very empty thing, hatred is the sustenance and motivation of a lifetime, when you complete this hatred, the whole life will collapse, just like a meal without salt. I also thought that if I worked hard to live and earn money, my business was on the right track, and even if I was in prison, I would not be short of money to spend. I tried to get myself out and continue to be beautiful, but the outside was not as good as the prison, and I could not find peace and joy in life. My real transformation, in that doctor, she is not absolutely smart, but she is indeed a rare genius in the professional field, but unfortunately, she met you, and finally had a heart attack and died with hatred. ”

Wu Ming couldn't help but say, "That's the result of her own evil." ”

Chang Kun snorted coldly when he heard this: "Xiao Ming, you are still too young, always speaking from your own point of view, and from my point of view, she is not self-inflicted, she was defeated by you, and defeated by the invisible connection between your mourners and heaven and earth." ”

Wu Ming opened his mouth, but he couldn't find a rebuttal, Chang Kun saw it, and laughed nervously: "Do you know? You are the true meaning of the world, I have never believed in the cycle of cause and effect, the retribution of heaven, because you believe, because of you, I feel that cause and effect have laws to follow, which has become the driving force for me to live. ”

Looking at Chang Kun's exaggerated expression, Wu Ming couldn't help but say, "You shouldn't stay in prison anymore, you should go to a mental hospital." ”

Chang Kun laughed when he heard this, slapped the table excitedly, and even the prison guard next to him asked Chang Kun to calm down. Chang Kun finally laughed enough, he looked at Wu Ming: "You are really powerful." ”

Wu Ming looked at himself in wonder and said, "What the hell did I do." ”

"I heard about a woman named Lin Ke in prison, so I tried to meet her, originally, Lin Ke was sentenced to death, and she should be shot in a few days, but I accidentally stimulated her, she was mentally ill and admitted to the hospital."

Wu Ming's eyes widened in surprise when he heard the news, Lin Ke's woman was ruthless, she almost killed herself with plastic wrap, she didn't expect her to become mentally ill.

When Wu Ming came out of prison, he always felt that Chang Kun gave him this news for a reason, so he pondered whether he should call Jin Zhiai, and as soon as the phone passed, Jin Zhiai rushed to say: "Wu Ming, I was about to call you?" ”

"What's wrong, Lin Ke, do you remember, this woman was originally executed, but she suddenly became mentally ill and was sent to the hospital for treatment, the measures of the mental hospital are far inferior to the prison, she escaped."

Wu Ming was a little stunned, knowing why Chang Kun was smiling so happily, these should have been Chang Kun's arrangements, but he was hit by his own unintentional words. Wu Ming also understood Chang Kun's thoughts, this bastard regarded himself as entertainment.

The police pursued Lin Ke on a large scale and did not find Lin Ke. The police suspect that Lin Ke has fled the city, and Wu Ming always thinks that Lin Ke will come to find him, which makes him a little worried.

More than half a month has passed, and there is no news of Lin Ke, so Wu Ming believes that Lin Ke really escaped this time.

After a period of worry, Wu Ming also began to familiarize himself with the work of the processing plant, and he was brought to him in the processing factory by a master named Tang Qiang, fifty years old, talking about retirement every day, the only way to joke is to say that his name is wrong, if he adds a country in the middle, he is also a rich person, (Tang Guoqiang, a national first-class actor)

Working all year round, I have a problem with my waist, and I often go to the orthopedic department, which is also a repeated offense. Wu Ming recommended Li Deshun's blind massage to Master Tang Qiang, Tang Qiang said thank you, but he didn't mean to go, he didn't believe these orthopedic surgeons in his heart for a long time.

Recently, Master Tang Qiang even muttered a topic of hell on earth, saying that the hospital is hell on earth, the hospital has all the knives and saws, there are brain-breaking, heart-changing, and lung-taking things, and he was about to die with a kick on his legs, but in the end he was made by the hospital that he couldn't survive, couldn't die, and could only suffer and suffer in the world.

If he kept chattering, Wu Ming wouldn't care. However, from time to time, Master Tang Qiang came out of his mouth a scripture: Shenlow Emperor Tu Suzha, Aromi Emperor Wuduzha, Shen Qizha, Bolai Emperor, Yemiruzha Wuduzha, Kuluo Emperor Jaima Jaima, Sha Po Ha.

I have to read it many times a day, and Wu Ming's ears are almost calloused. Later, Wu Ming carefully observed that Master Tang Qiang did not have time to read, but only read it when he had back pain. He reads it so many times a day that it's time for a thorough treatment of his waist.

"Master, don't go to the blind man to have a look, let him press it once, I introduced it, the blind man won't take your money."

"I'm willing to spend some money, it's nothing, I don't want to owe you a favor. Besides, this massage can't cure my old waist, and all the money in my medical card has been spent on it, both massage and acupuncture, and it hasn't been cured. ”

Tang Qiang said that his back hurt again, so he put his wrist on his waist and put it on his waist. Recite the scripture that made Wu Ming's ears calloused. Wu Ming saw clearly this time that Tang Qiang's wrist was wearing a piece of multicolored thread, which was the kind of thread used by the old people in the family to sew clothes, and it was taken in five colors.

"What is this?"

"The colorful divine thread offered to the Moonlight Bodhisattva is particularly useful, put it on the waist and chant the mantra, the pain will be reduced, and it will slowly stop hurting."

"This thing is psychological."

"You know, it's better than the doctors in the hospital."

After Tang Qiang finished speaking, he took the tea jar to fetch water to drink, Wu Ming scratched the back of his head, looked at Tang Qiang's difficult back, and thought: If this old man doesn't go to the hospital again, he will have to stay on the bed one day and won't be able to get up, so he has to find a way to help him, don't be so superstitious. (To be continued.) )