Zhou Cheng had just sent the weasel away, and Wang Yueqing's father came in again.

"Uncle, is there anything wrong?" Zhou Cheng asked with a smile when he saw Wang Yueqing's father's embarrassed face.

"Xiao Zhou!" Wang Yueqing's father rubbed his hands a little nervously, and asked very hesitantly, "Oh! I, can I still call you that?"

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he sighed imperceptibly, and then slowed down his voice and said, "Uncle, why should I be like this, I am your daughter's friend, and naturally I am your junior, what's not to do?"

"That, Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang feels that something is wrong with me and wants to ask you for help. He also said, how much merit money you want, you just ask!" Wang Yueqing's father said hesitantly, his expression obviously very embarrassed.

"Snort!" Zhou Cheng laughed disdainfully and said, "Uncle, Uncle Zhang's family doesn't have a good reputation in the village!"

When Wang Yueqing's father heard this, he nodded hesitantly.

Seeing the subtle knowledge, how can a person with such a thick skin and not enough to take advantage of it have a good reputation?

I saved him a while ago, and I thought about it with a word of thanks. Even now, you still want to let yourself help, are you really a fool?

Wang Yueqing's father's answer, Zhou Cheng was not surprised at all.

From the heart, Zhou Cheng knew at first glance that Uncle Zhang's face was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The great traitor may be afraid of the king's law, but the greedy and shameless things must be done!

Wang Yueqing's father still values the villagers too much, and even helps convey this kind of thing.

Perhaps at the beginning, Wang Yueqing's family really regarded themselves as Wang Yueqing's friends, and even had a little idea of a future son-in-law. But after knowing a little bit of Zhou Cheng's details, he was in awe, and he also dispelled the previous guesses!

As a result, Zhou Cheng really became an outsider completely, but that Uncle Zhang was a villager for many years, and it was clear who was inside and who was outside.

Zhou Cheng is not strange and not angry. It's just that I can see it too clearly, but I can't help but feel cold!

"That Mr. Zhang, the year is in a calamity, and he is in a bad fate, and it is really when the Lord of Japan is weak. And there is no Indian star to protect it. If you usually do good deeds and accumulate virtue, it is just enough, but you kill unscrupulously, so that you are full of resentment. Even if it wasn't Wong Tai Sin this time, something else would find him. This is the cause of yesterday, the fruit of burden, how can Poor Dao help him?" Zhou Cheng shook his head and replied.

"This, won't this be?" Wang Yueqing's father turned pale when he heard Zhou Cheng's words. Hurriedly asked.

"You go and ask that Mr. Zhang, does he want money or his life? If he wants to ask Poor Dao to help him save his life, Poor Dao also needs to clear cause and effect!" Zhou Cheng said coldly.

Zhou Cheng's meaning is very clear.

There is no human affection here, they are not related to each other, everyone meets each other, and there is no human affection to talk about.

Wang Yueqing's father sighed sadly and went out. Zhou Cheng didn't say anything when he saw this. He picked up a few copper coins and began to deduce the things that the weasel asked for on the table, not paying any attention to the things outside.

What the weasel asked for seemed ordinary, but Zhou Cheng instinctively felt that it was unusual. Since Zhou Cheng was calculated, he is obviously more cautious in doing things now. The path of cultivation is to kill every step of the way. If you make a mistake, it will be the difference between life and death. I can't allow Zhou Cheng to accidentally calculate and carefully figure out the cause and effect!

Zhou Cheng's push took a lot of time, and when he raised his head, Wang Yueqing and his father had been watching for a long time.

"He's leaving?" Zhou Cheng smiled knowingly.

"Whoa! It looks like my family owes him. Help and help out revenge!" Wang Yueqing's father had not yet spoken, but Wang Yueqing complained angrily.

"There is no way for good or evil, but people bring it upon themselves. The retribution of good and evil will follow him like a shadow! He will come back, you don't have to take it to heart!" Zhou Cheng smiled disapprerovingly.

"I'm afraid that he will talk nonsense everywhere and ruin Xiao Zhouli's business!" Wang Yueqing's father said a little uneasily.

"It doesn't matter, he can't break things. And tomorrow will definitely come to the door to admit his mistake!" Zhou Cheng smiled confidently: "No, isn't the business just coming to the door?"

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, are you at home?" Before Zhou Cheng's words fell, there was a call from outside the courtyard. Wang Yueqing's father said yes and hurriedly greeted him. However, Wang Yueqing didn't move, just stood in front of Zhou Cheng, looked at Zhou Cheng fixedly, and asked, "What did you just do in the room?" My father didn't dare to ask you, but he asked me all the way to inquire about you. ”

"It's nothing" Zhou Cheng smiled: "That old Zhang was fascinated by a weasel, and then took a fake fragment to deceive me, but the poor road just saved his life!"

"It's that simple?" Wang Yueqing sighed with an obviously unbelieving expression: "My father is already superstitious enough, and after seeing today's events with his own eyes, he will definitely be even more hopeless in the future, hey~!"

"Uh!" Zhou Cheng was speechless for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Do you still think it's superstition?"

"Of course yours isn't, but the ancient blind man is!" Wang Yueqing sighed.

"Poor Dao will visit him when he has time. The Taoist gate has a clear reputation and cannot be desecrated. If you don't say it, I'll go and see it too!" Zhou Cheng replied.

Taoism has been inherited for thousands of years, and the fish and dragons are mixed, and the mud and sand are all down. And if it is a fortune teller on the street, it is just a joke for Bolai, and it is harmless to cheat a few small money. But this ancient master has obviously crossed the line a bit!

Zhou Cheng shook his head, deeply feeling that the road to the Great Xuanmen has a long way to go!

Just as Zhou Cheng was talking to Wang Yueqing in the room, Wang Yueqing's father had already walked in with a young man. After some pleasantries, he took out two fingernail-sized shards. After Zhou Cheng looked at it, he immediately nodded and said, "This is true, I don't know how much you want to sell?"

"Last time, someone came to collect it, and I didn't sell it for 100,000 yuan!" said the young man.

Zhou Cheng smiled when he heard this and asked, "Then how much do you want?"

"If it's less than 200,000, it's not for sale!" the young man was full of confidence.

"You slaughter people! Just two pieces the size of a fingernail can't be sold for 100,000 yuan, but they cost 200,000 yuan. Are you a fool to think of others?" Wang Yueqing jumped up as soon as she heard the price.

Everyone is a village, a villager. What can be hidden? Others come to collect the fragments, but the weight is calculated, these two pieces are so small, it would be good to sell them for 50,000, and they won't sell them for 100,000?

Fool the ghost!

"It's not you who buy, what do you care so much for? If you want, don't let me leave immediately. The young man was obviously a little unable to get off the stage by Wang Yueqing, and said with a red face.

"Yes, you can ask for 200,000 poor roads, but you have to tell poor people to pass on a word!" Zhou Cheng stopped Wang Yueqing, who was obviously a little excited, and said,

Zhou Cheng is very grateful that she can be on his side. But Zhou Cheng himself didn't care much about the price, but was more interested in where the rest of the fragments went.

In fact, there are many villagers who have dealt with the people who collect the fragments, but the young people in front of them are obviously a little different.

"What's the word?" the young man visibly panicked. I can't figure out how Zhou Cheng knows.

"Don't worry, Poor Dao has no malice, but has a deal to discuss with their boss. Since they have all sent you to test the poor road, it is no problem for you to help pass on the word!" Zhou Cheng opened the travel bag with a smile, took out a large stack of red banknotes, and shook it.