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The male ghost in red felt that the old monk was very unlucky.

Zhang Youde planned to go out for revenge, but instead he kept trying to preach. Who wouldn't be angry?

Zhang Youde changed his name and surname and hid in a remote place like Wudaogou. Unexpectedly, he was discovered...

"Sure enough, we can't underestimate them too much. The other one also needs to be warned." Zhang Youde walked out of the yard, muttered, and looked far away in the direction of Wudaogou...

...

Wudaogou, Dongshan.

There lives an old blind fortune teller here. No one knows his name, but everyone is accustomed to calling him Blind Man Zhao.

Do you think Blind Zhao is accurate in telling fortunes?

The chain falls off at the critical moment.

Are you saying he is not allowed?

He talks about ten things in a daze, and he always gets one or two right.

Therefore, Zhao Xiazi's business has always been tepid, and he can barely make ends meet. When he is better, he can make money for cigarettes and alcohol.

But Zhao Xiazi didn't care about any of this at all, he just muddle along day by day and live leisurely.

"How's it going? Master Zhao, can I succeed in this business? You tell me!" A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears looked eagerly at Blind Zhao who was sitting on the kang, hoping that Master could give some advice.

Zhao Xiazi's house is very shabby, even worse than Zhang Tiezhu's house. It's a little better than the bullpen...but definitely not much better.

"Baba...this cigarette is good, do you have any more?" Zhao Xiazi said cheerfully, smoking happily.

"And, and..." The middle-aged man anxiously handed a box of cigarettes to Blind Zhao.

Blind Zhao nodded with satisfaction, thought for a while, and said: "Your business..."

"Hmm, Master Zhao, you said..."

"Half chance of success, half chance of failure..." Zhao Xiazi said calmly.

"Is it possible or impossible?" the middle-aged man urged, feeling that Blind Zhao was farting.

"Uh... Well, if it succeeds, it's actually not a good thing. If it doesn't, it's actually not a bad thing. You have to think about it from another angle, understand?" Blind Zhao thought for a while and said.

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man looked confused and confused.

"For example, if things work out and you become rich, then you learn bad things and cheat, and the family breaks up, do you think this is a good thing?" Blind Zhao said, touching his chin.

"What if it doesn't work?"

"You have no money, but you still have to cope with life. Your family is poorer, but you can still survive." Blind Zhao showed a smile full of wisdom.

The angry middle-aged man almost rolled up his sleeves and started to fight...

"Just tell me whether it can be done or not!" the middle-aged man said with suppressed anger.

"Does it matter whether it succeeds or not?" Blind Zhao showed an enigmatic smile.

"Nonsense, of course it's important!" The middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore. He had been here for half an hour, and it turned out that Blind Zhao kept talking nonsense!

"Hehehe... Young people are frizzy, this is not good, not good... Bah bah... This cigarette is good, how much did it cost?" Zhao Xiazi smoked.

He took a few puffs of cigarette and asked with a smile.

"..."

"Damn it, what a bad luck, why am I here!" The middle-aged man got up and turned around angrily and left.

So damn infuriating.

The more anxious he gets, the more irritated Blind Zhao becomes!

"Hey, don't leave, you haven't paid me yet!" Blind Zhao yelled.

"Damn, you still have the nerve to ask for money!" The middle-aged man was very angry. He took out a 10-yuan bill from his pocket and threw it on the ground. He cursed and left the room: "Zhao Zhao, you will be punished for doing this.

!”

The middle-aged man is so angry, Blind Zhao is so hateful!

"Sigh... Young people are frivolous. What's the good thing if they get rich and lose their family." Blind Zhao sighed and continued to smoke, feeling very comfortable.

And at this time...

"boom"

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky and hit the roof of Zhao Xiazi's house. The house collapsed...

"Holy shit, shit!!" Blind Zhao was buried alive on the spot, screaming repeatedly.

"Fuck...retribution comes so fast!" The middle-aged man who had just walked out of the house was startled and looked back in disbelief.

Is his mouth open?

Blind Zhao's retribution came too suddenly!

How could such a thing as thunder in March happen in Yi City?

The snow has not yet been cultivated...

"Blind Zhao, he's not dead, is he?" the middle-aged man said in shock.

"boom"

At this time, Blind Zhao jumped out of the ruins, leaving him stunned.

"Damn it, Master Dao, what did I do? Why did I get robbed..." Zhao Xiazi was disgraced and cursed. He was about to count with his fingers when an old voice came from his ears, which frightened him.

His face twitched.

"Pay attention to your identity, know what you should do and what you shouldn't do..." Zhang Youde's voice lingered in Zhao Xiazi's ears, and Zhao Xiuzi was so frightened that he sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

"You almost killed me. This temper is so... nice." Blind Zhao immediately changed his words as he spoke, fearing that Zhang Youde would continue to attack him!

He was shocked, he didn't expect Zhang Youde to be so powerful!

Seeing that Blind Zhao was fine, the fat middle-aged man burst into laughter: "Hahaha... retribution, your retribution, Blind Zhao!"

Blind Zhao: "..."

...

After beating Blind Zhao, Zhang Youde went to the sky above Zhang Tiezhu's house, looked at his grandson with his legs crossed in the house, and smiled bitterly: "Silly boy, he doesn't even have a decent look."

"Master, are you really not going to tell the young master the truth?" the man in red said.

"No, it's useless to tell him. Besides, don't you know this kid's temper? If you tell him, will he be able to hold it back?" Zhang Youde said with a bitter smile.

"That's... right." The man in red nodded.

What kind of temper does Zhang Tiezhu have?

If he knew his life experience, knew that his parents had been killed for more than 20 years, and knew that he would not survive 30... he would easily take the gas tank and run to play with his enemies and blow himself up!

"My master's words make sense..."

"..."

Zhang Youde looked towards Widow Wang's house, cupped his fists and bowed.

In the room, Widow Wang returned the gift...

Zhang Youde sighed softly, turned around and left.

To make a living for my grandson.

...

"I feel so empty in my heart, weird..." Zhang Tiezhu curled his lips. His grandfather had been gone for a few hours, but the feeling of emptiness in his heart was getting worse.

"That's weird, is something going to happen?" Zhang Tiezhu touched his chin: "Could it be that my grandfather..."

In the room, Miao Fu and Wu Xiaocui looked shocked. Did Zhang Tiezhu guess the truth based on his own IQ?

Your grandpa is awesome!!

"Did he...do something worse than a beast to the little girl next door? That's why he was beaten?" Zhang Tiezhu muttered, startled by his bold guess.

Wu Xiaocui: "..."

Miao Fu: "..."

The most brilliant person in Wudaogou is definitely Zhang Tiezhu!


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