"Call me that traitor! Call me that traitor!"

Rich Master Zhou was frightened and frightened just now, but now he is angry again, fearing that it will be bad for his health and shorten his life.

Lin Zhuming comforted him: "You are already your age, and he is old again. You are weak and he is strong. Now you are filial. If you really offend him, you will not be able to protect yourself in your old age."

This comfort made Rich Master Zhou even more angry: "How dare he!"

However, he still asked me to step down: "Master Lin, you asked me to pay more attention to Yangzhai before and you discovered this?"

"Is there any way to solve this? My son is obsessed with the vixen. Can he change back?"

"As far as Pindao's observation is concerned, your son is probably not obsessed..." Lin Zhuming said, "It will most likely be difficult to change back."

"Then what should we do? The incense of our old Zhou family is passed on to the next generation!"

"Then it depends on whether you and your aunt can have another child." Lin Zhuming whispered: "The feng shui on your ancestral grave shows that if your family can reach the fifth generation, you will not die in the third generation. Don't worry about this."

Rich Man Zhou sighed.

Lin Zhuming asked again: "You haven't asked me your horoscope yet?"

Rich Master Zhou said it one by one.

What a good guy, with a pure Yang in his horoscope, no wonder he is going against his father.

People with pure yang in their horoscopes generally have a masculine and upright personality, especially if they were born in summer.

Why can’t this Zhou Sheng match the number?

Inhaled too much yang energy?

Lin Zhuming said: "Your family's situation is a bit special. I plan to hold a prayer meeting during the Qingming Festival. Maybe Zhou Yuan should save his karma and resolve his injustice."

"This..." Rich Master Zhou heard Lin Zhuming's intention.

"How much silver does this cost? Is twenty taels enough?" Rich Master Zhou looked at Lin Zhuming eagerly.

"Well... Mr. Zhou, just wish yourself well. Since everything is fine, I'll leave now."

"Thirty taels! Thirty taels!" Rich Master Zhou felt extremely pained.

"Executive member Zhou, I will drive out this evil for you today. If you go to Qingliang Temple, I'm afraid even the novice monks won't be able to come to my house."

"Pindao exorcises evil spirits for you and catches demons for you. From the beginning to the end, I never mentioned that I wanted these monsters as a reward. It's just that the Dharma Conference needs your financial support, Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou, you are so heart-wrenching for me."

"Holding a Qingming Dharma Assembly can resolve grievances and accumulate negative virtues. Zhang Jiuyi's apprentice was also given to Mr. Zhou. The more negative virtues your family accumulates, the better the Feng Shui fortune will be and the blessings will continue."

"My father, Zhou Juren, is also a well-known figure in the village, and my father is also a vegetarian and chants Buddha's name. But why is the family house in decline and why are the heirs so few..."

Lin Zhuming shook his head: "Forget it, let's say goodbye!"

Lin Zhuming turned around and took three steps away. Rich Master Zhou was still struggling.

Five steps out, Rich Master Zhou is fighting his inner demons.

Push open the door and step out with half a foot.

"One hundred taels!" Rich Master Zhou exhausted all his strength: "The landlord's family doesn't have any money left."

"Aha! Out of his great compassion and kindness, Zhou Yuan helped me organize the Qingming Dharma Assembly. The merits are bound to be immeasurable. This Dharma Assembly will benefit all living beings and save countless people."

Rich Man Zhou forced an ugly smile: "If it works, I will pay to repair the Taoist temple."

If not, I'm afraid you'll have to spit out as much money as you take, right?

Lin Zhuming laughed and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhou."

After that, he took out two evil talismans: "Burn one in front of the door, and burn one in front of the door of your room, Member Zhou."

"In addition, it is not suitable to have sex, drink alcohol, or gamble during these days, otherwise you may become filthy and dirty the magic talisman."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm really scared." Rich Master Zhou sighed: "Life is still important."

Lin Zhuming nodded and gave the demon-binding rope to Mr. Zhou: "In addition, you can hang this magic weapon in front of the gate."

"I always enshrine the Dharma altar at home, and it has the words "The Black Tiger Marshal's Position" written on it. If the fox demon comes back at night, he will be bound by this Dharma weapon."

"Why does this rope look like a rope for grazing cattle?" Rich Man Zhou asked curiously.

…

This is the cattle rope.

"When Mr. Zhou is in better health, he can come to our temple in person. Our Lord Xu Zhen is the most effective in keeping you safe. Most monsters, monsters, and evil spirits will not dare to enter the temple."

"well."

After saying this, Rich Master Zhou asked Lin Zhuming to call the people waiting outside to come in again.

As soon as Lin Zhuming opened the door, he saw a person "sticking to the wall" who was eavesdropping.

Those people smiled awkwardly and quickly straightened their backs. Without Lin Zhuming's words, they went in holding their throats.

"master!"

"father!"

"Master!"

Lin Zhuming shook his head and did not go in again. Zhao Zhongxin came over and said, "Senior brother, how much does it cost for member Zhou to go out?"

Lin Zhuming stretched out his hand: "One hundred taels!"

Zhao Zhongxin's eyes widened: "Zhou Yuanwai is famous for being stingy. My master can't even get much money from him."

"Last time, the old lady of his family performed a ritual. She invited a monk to read the scriptures for three days, and then she was given twenty taels of silver."

"Perhaps he is overthinking it. After all, the most painful thing in a person's life is dying without spending all the money."

Lin Zhuming patted Zhao Zhongxin on the shoulder.

"What? One hundred taels of silver?" came an incredulous voice from inside the room.

"You must have been fed the ecstasy soup!"

"Female woman, what do you know! This money is to improve our family's fortune."

"Ah ah! I want to give you this money. I won't pay for it. You have money to buy rouge and gouache for that slut, and you have money to go to Lanchun Tower to visit prostitutes. Why don't you have a hundred taels like this?

Silver, why do you have the nerve to ask me for money?"

It can be heard that although there is an old housekeeper in name, the person who really controls the finances is the rich man's wife who eats fast and chants Buddha's name.

"Please calm down!" Rich Master Zhou said, "I have already promised to you. Besides, do you think I am doing it for myself? I am not doing it for your son!"

The rich man's wife asked: "What happened to my son? Isn't my son your son? Why did you just say he is my son, not your son?"

…

"Can I still get this money?" Zhao Zhongxin asked Lin Zhuming carefully: "Uncle, I feel uncertain."

"I didn't expect Mrs. Zhou, who eats fast and chants Buddha's name, to be so aggressive!" Lin Zhuming chirped: "You must get the money. There are so many people now. It's hard for Mr. Zhou to explain the reason. He will wait until his parents-in-law are alone together to explain.

That’s it.”

The two of them listened to the quarrel of such a wealthy family for a while, without feeling embarrassed at all, and even made a few comments.

After there was no sound inside, Mrs. Zhou came out first without even looking at the two of them.

Then came the crying concubine.

The last one was Zhou Sheng, with a heavy look on his face: "Did you tell my father something? Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to the one hundred taels of silver."
Chapter completed!