The blind master is blind but as bright as a mirror. Zhong Mingfa's disciple is not very good to him. He also knows that the world is now chaotic. People's hearts are unpredictable and the sea water is difficult to measure. When they are old, being able to have an apprentice to take care of is also considered a blessing from the previous life.

Every time Zhong Ming sent me, he would work hard for a while. It is certain that he would pick up the folds inside and out. He would have to apply his body to the master after that.

He made it clear for the master, and the topic was also revealed. The master smelled greedily. Zhong Mingfa washed his clothes with a smell of soapberry tree, sniffed his nose and said, "You come to see the master, want to ask about the child's situation, right?"

"Master Mingjian, the rebellious son got into trouble today. He actually tore up the portrait of his ancestor and wiped his butt..."

The master blinked nervously, and then said slowly: "Everything has its own days. If the old ones don't go to the new ones, don't worry about this. Besides, this child is coming strangely, either a disaster star or a blessing star." The master wriggled his lips and tried hard to swell his sunken eyes. He seemed to want to see his disciple sitting beside him, but he sighed helplessly and continued: "Think about it, you picked him up under the bright moonlight. The cemetery also means that it is not a tomb of a villain. It seems that he has been by your side for several years. No major happens, and there is no abnormal situation in the village. It seems that he should have come from the blessing star."

The purpose of Zhong Ming's sending was to find a sense of peace of mind. Master is an elder, so his words make sense no matter how you say it. Since Master said that this child was not from a disaster star, his heart was a little more at ease.

"This child has a mysterious origin that causes trouble, and it will definitely cause disaster in the future." The master raised his hand and touched his bare chin. The wrinkles on the old man's face were like the rings carved by an old tree. Under the reflection of the kerosene light, he clearly saw the sweat lacking star-like luster in the wrinkles.

The heart that was comforted just now was hung up again after being told by the master.

"Please tell me yours."

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. It is said that we are doing our business, and that we will accumulate good deeds for future generations. If we say it badly, it is just digging a pit to harm others. If you accidentally shorten your life. Alas! Only dead people like our industry and living people avoid it. I have worked all my life. Why are you blind? This is the truth. You will understand it after thinking about it slowly."

Zhong Mingfa understood what the master said. The meaning of the master said was that the person who killed the acupoint was something that others dared not see, and the person who did not dare to do it. Short life was an embarrassing thing that would happen if he was not lucky. If the person who cuts the hole and digs a hole and the deceased is resurrected, then the person who killed the hole would have to fill it himself. Speaking of which, nine out of ten cuts were blind, this is not unfounded.

After coming out of the master, Zhong Mingfa had just walked to the reservoir when he heard the dull "pa" sound of the wooden stick hitting his clothes, mixed with the laughter of three women.

"Vanilla little girl, she has been with her mother since she was a child, she is sexy! She actually fell in love with the freak born in the cemetery."

"You can't say that the freak's eyes are a bit different. After looking at them for a long time, you will see that his eyes are green."

"Ph! Who are you scaring!"

Zhong Mingfa stood by the side of the knot, deliberately coughing a few times, and stepped on the ground and made a "dongdong" sound.

Hearing this familiar coughing sound, after a boo, the three-tongued women quickly buried their heads and washed their clothes, and did not dare to look up and greet Zhong Ming.

Zhong Mingfa raised his hands and swayed from the cliff to the house.

At this moment, a person came from Nanbian Village and ran towards Zhong Mingfa in panic, shouting something loudly.

Zhong Mingfa ignored the man and walked straight away with his face. Everyone in the village knew his strange character. No one would care about when his face was happy or when it was gloomy.

But since Zhong Kui, Zhong Mingfa's life has changed a lot. His smile was full of wrinkles, and he walked more proudly than before.

"Master Zhong, wait for me." A young and strong man, when he saw Zhong Mingfa turning to the west village, he hurriedly shouted.

Zhong Ming looked coldly as he watched the person who came running was just about to foam, and he knew that he must have encountered something urgent, or that the dead person at home needed to cut his acupoints. He stopped and still held his hands back, looking proud.

‘Huff~Huff.’ The man gasped, wiping sweat while saying in panic: “Master Zhong, I went to your house to find you and didn’t see you, and then came home again.”

Zhong Mingfa interrupted the other party impatiently and said righteously: "Don't talk about serious matters. Who is dead in your family? How tall is it, or is fat or thin?"

The man squinted his eyes and said, "No! He is not dead yet!"

"Ball! Why are you looking for me if you are not dead?" Zhong Mingfa said as he wanted to leave.

"There is no difference between not dying and death, but it just hangs up and roars, it's quite terrifying. My aunt comes to me to invite you to see what happened."

Looking at the man's appearance, a man with a stubborn and short figure, a man with a face full of flesh and a pig's knife in his hand appeared in Zhong Mingfa's mind. Who is this man? When he thought about this, he couldn't help but ask, "Your uncle?"

The man answered every question: "Yes."

Zhong Mingfa pursued him relentlessly and said, "Your surname is Yan?"

"yes."

"Go and take me to see."

As night fell, Zhong Kui kept looking back and forth in the yard. My father should have been back to Dongbian Village! It was almost dark and there were no people.

Looking at it, I finally saw a figure appearing on the road leading to the courtyard. Seeing that it was my father, Zhong Kui jumped forward happily and shouted: "Dad."

"Yes." Zhong Mingfa replied. Then he asked again worriedly: "I didn't do anything bad today!"

"How dare I, my face still hurts."

"Uh, my dad will give you some mud in the jar of feet, and it will be effective tomorrow."

"Dad, go to grandpa's place, why did you go home so late?"

Zhong Mingfa, who entered the room, uncovered the lid of the pot and looked at the big bowl of sweet potatoes that were hot in the pot. He frowned inadvertently, and then replied: "Grandpa returned very early, and went to another place. The pig slaughtered, and he couldn't die. He just roared until he was dead, making the neighbors uneasy. Maybe it was too painful, and his whole body was deformed, and he couldn't fall down in one breath. I was used to seeing the dead and frightened his calves and cramps."

"It's easy to kill pigs. Tell them that you can put a bloody basin under his bed and a pig-killing knife."

Zhong Kui's words were shocked by Zhong Mingfa, and he was stunned. He looked at this little girl like watching a circus show. What is this child's origin? Listening to his words, no one would believe these words. They were said by a twelve-year-old yellow-haired child who was still stinky.

Zhong Mingfa's eyes were as bulging as a copper bell, and he stared at Zhong Kui and asked, "Who did you hear me?"
Chapter completed!