The monk was rolling on the ground with a look of pain on his face.
In the monk's Wealth Palace, there is a dark red light, which means that the monk has obtained a lot of ill-gotten wealth. If he obtained the ill-gotten wealth by pretending to be a master to deceive, because he made it up
Some random words may not have caused many tragedies.
Zhang Fan stopped him because he wanted to eliminate harm for the people.
Zhang Fan glanced at the monk rolling on the ground, then pointed to a police room not far away, and said to the woman: "Have you seen that police room over there? Call the police and ask him
Take him away to prevent him from harming others in the future."
"Okay!" The woman said nothing and ran directly towards the police station.
Soon, two policemen and the woman came to the monk's side. After confirming with the woman, the two policemen took the monk away directly.
After the monk was taken away, everyone dispersed, and the woman came to Zhang Fan's side, looked at Zhang Fan and said apologetically: "Little sir, I shouldn't have had that attitude with you just now, I'm sorry.
"
"The matter has passed, so don't mention it again." Zhang Fan replied, "By the way, what I just said about whether your husband has cheated on you is true, so there is no need for you to investigate your husband anymore.
In addition, I advise you not to have any thoughts of cheating. If you have such thoughts, you will be miserable in the future."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the woman's mouth trembled slightly, and then she quickly said: "I will never have the idea of cheating again. The reason why I thought of cheating is actually to take revenge on my husband for cheating. I still
I love my husband very much.”
Zhang Fan glanced at the woman, then turned around and left.
"Sir, please wait a moment." The woman quickly caught up with Zhang Fan.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Can you tell me his face? I should be a member of Xuanmen?" the woman asked.
Zhang Fan nodded. He had already told the woman that he could read faces, so there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Little sir, I have something to tell you. How about we go to this teahouse and sit down?" the woman said, pointing to the teahouse on the side.
Zhang Fan walked around for three hours and was a little thirsty, so he didn't refuse, "Let's go then."
The two of them entered the teahouse and sat down. After Zhang Fan took a sip of tea, he asked directly: "Just tell me if you have anything."
"I have a friend's son who went to Dafeng Temple once before. The child fell into the well of Dafeng Temple while my friend and her husband were not paying attention. Fortunately, he was saved by a nun named Yun Shu in the temple.
"The woman said.
Hearing the woman's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then asked, "When the little boy was rescued, was he holding a wooden fish in his hand?"
"Little sir, how did you know he was holding a wooden fish in his hand when he was rescued?" the woman said with a surprised look on her face.
Then, when he saw the woman touching his own cheek, he murmured to himself, "Is it possible that you can tell something about my friend's son from my face? You are so amazing.
Bar?"
"I didn't see it from your face
Yes, I am good friends with this nun named Yun Shu, and she once told me about this." Zhang Fan replied.
"Oh, that's it." A look of surprise appeared on the woman's face.
"Go on, what do you want me to do for you?" Zhang Fan said.
"The child didn't show any abnormality on the day he returned from Dafeng Temple, but a week later, the child turned into a silly and stupid look, and he remains like this to this day.
My friend's family is in good condition. She took her son to all the major hospitals in the country, but no cause was found. The child's grandmother is more traditional and believes in ghosts and gods, so she found a doctor for the little boy.
Some immortals gave it a try, but they were helpless and even asked my friend and his family to give up.
But my friend did not give up and kept raising this child. It was obvious that he loved this child very much.
I heard that people in Xuanmen are more capable than these so-called immortals. You are a member of Xuanmen, and I have seen your abilities with my own eyes. I want you to help him go over and have a look. Can you think of it?
"The woman asked tentatively.
"Master Yun Shu is also a member of Xuanmen. Why didn't you ask Master Yun Shu to show this child?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Master Yun Shu is also a member of Xuanmen," the woman said in surprise.
"You don't know?" Zhang Fan asked back.
"I don't know." The woman shook her head, "I have also heard that Master Yun Shu has some abilities, but I have never heard that he is a member of Xuanmen. Also, this Dafeng Temple is meant to deceive outsiders. Didn't you follow
Before I said that Master Yun Shu was a Taoist practitioner, I always thought that Master Yun Shu’s so-called ability, like the saying that prayers in Dafeng Temple are very effective, were deliberately fabricated by someone as a gimmick for profit.”
Hearing the woman's words, Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that the Gale Temple would be so unbearable in the eyes of the locals in Sala City.
"Then take me to meet this child." Zhang Fan said.
Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, the woman's eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you agreeing? Come on, I will take you to see the child right away."
Afterwards, the two left the teahouse, got into the woman's Audi A4, and went straight to the child's home. The child's home was indeed in good condition, because the car stopped at the entrance of a townhouse.
Soon, Zhang Fan and others entered the door and came to the living room of the child's house. There were two people in the living room, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. The boy looked good, but he would giggle from time to time.
In addition, there is a woman in her late thirties, with a well-maintained body and face. She has shawl hair and looks very good.
The woman was changing the boy's pants, and the boy's pants exuded a foul smell. The boy must have peed in his pants.
When the boy fell into the well, he was five or six years old. Seven or eight years have passed since that time, which is exactly the age of the boy now.
"Sister Yu, you're here." The shawl-haired woman glanced at the woman next to Zhang Fan, then glanced at Zhang Fan again and continued, "Who is this friend?"
"Xiao Ling, you change first, and we'll talk about it after you've finished changing," said the woman with shawl-haired hair.
Afterwards, Sister Yu invited Zhang Fan to sit down.
After the woman changed the boy's pants, she placed the boy next to the computer, then came to sit down next to Sister Yu and Zhang Fan.