Chapter 40 Zhe Liu, Three Nine Great Auspiciousness
And just when Tang Sanmu was reciting these four sentences, Jiang Lu made a strange sound, his eyes were dazed, and his whole body could no longer exert any strength.
The twitching of Jiang's mother's fingers stopped abruptly, and the thread-like Gu worms in her hair fell to the ground, rising into black smoke.
Miki shook his head helplessly: "You have doted on him all your life, but it was this doting that gradually pushed him to where he is today.
So I said, you two are destined to be at odds with each other, and he really couldn't beat you in the end.
The depth of love is the weight of calamity.
When this love reaches its extreme, it will be the final moment of disaster.
This is fate."
"By the way, let me tell you one more thing. Jiang Weiwei and you are not compatible. You need to stay away as much as possible, otherwise the bad luck will continue."
Jiang's mother stared at the camera unwillingly, but did not dare to say anything more. She turned around and called the moving company from outside to come in and carry her son away.
In the live broadcast room, a group of equipment fans shouted for joy.
But among them, there are also different voices:
"Tang Sanmu, you are instigating disharmony in other people's families. Isn't this unethical?"
"Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you made this young man half-dead?"
"Haha, you really have nothing to be ashamed of. Master Tang has already said that this is all destiny, he is just following God's will!"
"That's right, the gold was hidden by his mother, and the moving company was found by his mother. You should tell us who caused the harm!"
After Jiang's mother left, Jiang Weiwei bowed and thanked Tang Sanmu.
"You don't need to thank me. You're taking money from others to eliminate disasters. Didn't you pay the money?
Ah, you haven't paid yet, the starting price is five hundred, and the token is one hundred, and you will pay as a reward."
After Jiang Weiwei gave Tang Sanmu a reward of 600 yuan, she sighed: "Master taught me a lot. I should have rewarded him more, but I'm really not rich..."
"It doesn't matter, looking at your devastated look, there's actually no need to be like this.
As friends said, the reason why your daughter has reached this point is because of her own fault, and Yunu has nothing to do with it.
Live a good life and happy birthday." After saying that, Lian Mai hung up.
But Tang Sanmu, who hung up Lian Mai, didn't smile at all. His face was serious and slightly dazed.
After a moment of silence, he muttered softly: "This is not a good era."
"Friends, it's been a long day today. I only see two people. I'm a little tired."
Message from friends:
"I know Master Tang!"
"Master, have a good rest!"
After hanging up the live broadcast, Tang Sanmu rubbed the bridge of his nose.
Then he made a straw man stand-in for himself and slapped the straw man three times on the mouth.
This is the industry of loose communication.
Things between yin and yang should not be played with or joked about, but Tang Sanmu just lied.
Jiang Weiwei has a soft destiny, and there is no such thing as punishing her mother.
Jiang Lu is not dead, he is just harmed by the magic, and he is afraid that he will lie in bed forever.
Mother Jiang's life was shortened by the poisonous insects, and her health will become worse and worse in the future.
If Tang Sanmu hadn't been deterred by these words, these two people would still be vampires around Jiang Weiwei in the future.
When he first came down from the mountain, Tang Sanmu was a little happy when he saw that the world had changed and sorcerers could be seen everywhere.
This is tantamount to a kind of revival for metaphysics. It is hard to imagine that such a scene can appear in the age of science and technology.
But recent events made him change his view.
The younger brother poisoned his elder sister because men were believed to be superior to women.
Men use women to lure their souls, just for soft food.
Those who practiced in the past should first practice virtue before practicing the magic method, and their moral character was respected.
Even if there are two treacherous people, everyone in the Taoist sect will punish them.
As it is now, the world is in chaos.
"This is not a good era..." Tang Sanmu muttered again.
It was getting late, so I tidied up and lay on the bed, tossing and turning late at night.
And somewhere in the distance, the body of a tall and thin man was lying on the ground, and the police were collecting evidence in the room.
This corpse is none other than the "victim" of today's first live broadcast, the one who used his girlfriend to lure the soul.
After rummaging around in the man's pocket, he found several fresh-keeping bags.
There are bright red flowers standing there. The flowers are so coquettish that they look like they are stained with blood.
If fans of Tang Sanmu's live broadcast room see it, they will be able to recognize that this flower is the same as the flowers blooming on the corpse in the corpse robbery incident.
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The next morning, at three o'clock in the morning, Tang Sanmu was still at home carefully looking at the illustrated manual of hundreds of arts.
At this time, there were rapid knocks on the door. Tang Sanmu went out to open the door, and it turned out to be one of Jiang Feng's bodyguards.
The bodyguard was out of breath and said intermittently: "San...Brother Miki, our brother Feng invites you to come over!"
He's in trouble, big trouble!"
But seeing this man panting, Tang Sanmu waved his hand: "Don't worry yet."
After he finished speaking, he lightly touched the bodyguard's face: "Did you get this bump on the side of your eye on the way here?"
There was a blood-red mark on the bodyguard's eye socket, which was red with blue in it.
"When I came out, I ran too fast and bumped into the door frame."
Tang Sanmu nodded, then walked into the yard calmly and sat on the steps.
He broke off a willow branch and pulled off the leaves one by one, no more and no less. There were twenty-seven leaves on this willow branch in total.
“Nine is the ultimate number, and three is great auspiciousness.
Just break a willow tree and count three or nine, and all the ominous things will become auspicious." Tang Sanmu said with a faint smile.
The bodyguard stood at the door, his eyes red: "Master Tang, I am very anxious, can you hurry up?"
Tang Sanmu shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, wait for another five minutes."