Chen Zhilin told Lin Xiaoming on the phone that the female killer of the Blood Gate who had been in a coma for two days and three nights finally woke up.
No one thought she was in a coma for too long, because it was a miracle among miracles that she could be saved from cyanide poisoning.
When Lin Xiaoming learned the news, he told her, "Since the person is awake, let's interrogate him quickly!"
Chen Zhilin replied, "It has already been tried."
Lin Xiaoming hurriedly asked, "What's the result?"
Chen Zhilin sighed, "She said she wouldn't say anything unless she saw you!"
Lin Xiaoming was very puzzled, "Why do you have to see me? Is it because I'm handsome? Did you fall in love with me at first sight?"
If you don't look good, you will die, right... Chen Zhilin secretly complained, but she flattered her, "It's not surprising. My brother is handsome, handsome, talented, talented, and knows everything about astronomy and geography. It's simply
The omniscient and omnipotent dragon among men..."
"Haha!" Lin Xiaoming was overjoyed, and his gloomy mood began to dissipate, "Continue, don't stop!"
"My young lady has little talent and little knowledge, so I can only praise you so much for the time being!"
"Read more books on a daily basis!" Lin Xiaoming was obviously still unsatisfied and sighed repeatedly, "Oh, I am so worried about being good-looking. I have no choice but to give up on my natural beauty, so I have to bite the bullet and continue to be handsome."
Chen Zhilin suddenly wanted to beat him to death, but in the end she just asked, "Then you can't make it through?"
"Okay, okay, let me arrange the time and try to make time to meet this female fan."
Lin Xiaoming hung up the phone and returned to the mourning hall. He saw Song Zhien still kneeling there with tears streaming down his face. He felt very sorry for her, but he didn't give up.
You have to be serious when doing things, and you have to be complete when acting!
If she wants others to think that Song Jinde is really dead, as a daughter, she has to act so miserable. At least she cannot be like Song Renjie, who cried and howled for less than half an hour and was already slumped in a wheelchair and fast asleep.
Just as Lin Xiaoming was about to go up and tell her that he wanted to leave for a while, a slogan suddenly came from outside the mourning hall, "Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
The slogans were as loud as a bell, drowning out the mournful music and making people's ears buzz.
Everyone couldn't help but turned around and saw that a middle-aged man wearing a gray monk's robe, a mustache, holding a fly whisk, and wearing cloth shoes with an air of immortality came in.
When the Song brothers saw a Taoist priest coming, they felt a little puzzled. They had indeed invited someone to perform rituals and save the souls of their brothers, but they had invited a monk, not a Taoist priest.
They believe that monks are more reliable than Taoists because they have six pure roots: first, they do not kill, second, they do not steal, third, they do not commit sexual misconduct, fourth, they do not lie, and fifth, they do not drink alcohol.
"Oops!" Before Song Zong came forward to ask, someone at the funeral seat had already exclaimed, "Isn't this the Wukong Heavenly Master?"
Song Zong looked at the relative, "Do you know this Taoist priest?"
"He is not a Taoist priest, but a real heavenly master. He is very, very powerful. I once went to Baliksan to ask God to fulfill my wishes. I was lucky enough to meet him and was given some enlightenment, so I have been going smoothly in the past two years.
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After learning that the Taoist priest in front of them came from the mysterious Balik Mountain and was a heavenly master, everyone finally became enthusiastic.
Song Zong, who was in charge of welcoming and sending us off, did not dare to neglect, and hurried forward, "It turns out that the Celestial Master has arrived, and I missed the greeting from afar. Please forgive me for coming, and I will serve tea to the Celestial Master!"
"Don't bother!" Wu Kong Celestial Master shook his head slightly at him, "I was traveling in the mountains and was planning to return to Baliksan. When passing by, I noticed that there was an evil aura shrouding the benefactor's house, so I came here to take a look!"
Evil spirit!?
The brothers of Song Zong looked at each other.
Song Jinlong hurriedly asked, "What evil spirit?"
Wukong Celestial Master did not answer but asked, "Donor, your family is having a funeral?"
Zhaomei almost couldn't hold back her joy when she heard this, and she leaned into Lin Xiaoming's ear and started teasing her in a low voice.
"Brother, do you think this smelly Taoist priest is a joke sent by the monkey? The mourning hall and wreaths are all placed there. This is not a funeral, but a happy event?"
Lin Xiaoming felt that this Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere, and frowned slightly, "A man's sixth sense tells me that this Taoist priest is not simple, and he smells like good people don't come!"
Men’s sixth sense?
The girl was so sweaty that she asked, "Brother, are you too involved in dressing up as a woman and become suspicious and haven't recovered yet? This stinky Taoist priest is clearly here to cheat food, drink and money. Just wait and see.
He will definitely be selling some kind of dog-skin plaster soon."
Lin Xiaoming ignored her and just took out his mobile phone to send a message.
Song Zong replied to Wukong Tianshi, "Yes, we are indeed holding a funeral!"
The Wukong Heavenly Master asked again, "Whose brother is the deceased?"
There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest is not having an offspring. When Song Lifan learned that the Tao in front of him was the Heavenly Master of Baloshan, he wanted to ask him to calculate for him whether he would have a chance to have a son and a half in this life, so he didn't care.
Eleven started to flatter him.
"The Celestial Master is the Celestial Master. He is really powerful. Once you calculate it, you will know that our eldest brother is gone!"
Zhao Mei was almost amused again. One of them really dared to ask, and the other really dared to take pictures.
There is a posthumous photo hanging in the mourning hall. Song Jinde's appearance is similar to that of Song Jinlong and others. There is also a memorial tablet under the photo, which states the year and month that Song Jinde was born and the day of his death.
Anyone with some common sense can know by calculating their age that the deceased is their brother, not their father!
The Wukong Celestial Master approached the spiritual throne. After taking a look, he pinched it with his index finger. After a while, he shook his head and said, "That's not right. According to your brother's birth date, he should be alive at this time!"
As soon as this statement came out, Song Jinlong and others were not surprised, but Zhaomei, Song Fan, Song Zhien, and Lin Xiaoming were frightened when they knew the inside story.
This Taoist priest seemed unreliable at first, but he turned out to be quite capable. He was able to calculate that Song Jinde was still alive.
The Wukong Celestial Master looked around at everyone, and finally set his sights on Song Zhien, who had been kneeling there all the time, and then shouted over and over again, "That's it, that's it!"
Song Zong asked in confusion, "Master Tian, what's wrong?"
The Wukong Heavenly Master pointed at Song Zhien, "Is this girl your brother's daughter?"
Song Zong nodded, "Not bad!"
The Wukong Celestial Master looked astonished, "That's no wonder!"
Song Jinlong was a little anxious, "Master Tian, what's the reason?"
The Wukong Celestial Master pointed at Song Zhien, "If my calculation is correct, your niece should have been born in the yang year, yang month, yang day, yang time, that is, the horoscope is full yang!"
Song Lifan hurriedly asked, "What about the eight-character Quan Yang?"
"Pure yang cannot be born, and pure yin cannot grow. Only when yin and yang are in harmony, can all things grow. With all due respect, your niece is pure yang, breaking the balance of yin and yang. She is full of evil spirits and is extremely hard-working. She can defeat her father and brother at home.
, married to Kefu Kezi."
"Did you hear that? Did you hear that?" Song Jinlong immediately pointed at Song Zhien and shouted, "I have long said that this wild girl is the nemesis of Big Brother and Renjie. You still don't believe it. Now the Heavenly Master has said so."
Song Lifan asked doubtfully, "Master Tian, according to you, my eldest brother was really killed by this wild girl?"
Wu Kong Tianshi answered ambiguously, "I didn't say that, I just said her numerology. But..."
Song Jinlong hurriedly asked, "But what?"
"But based on her horoscope, face, and evil aura, this funeral is not the end. Within a hundred days, there will probably be more lives lost in your family."
"Oh my God!"
"What should I do?"
"I said she is a lone star in the sky, and it will never do good for her to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan."
"Yes, now my eldest brother has been killed by her, and Renjie has also been crippled by her!"
"That's not all. Didn't you listen to the Heavenly Master? There are going to be lives in our family!"
"..."
"Shut up!" Song Zong shouted to everyone, and then he cupped his hands at Wu Kong Celestial Master, "Celestial Master, you are so kind and compassionate, can you teach us how to prevent disasters from happening again?"
The Wukong Heavenly Master looked embarrassed, "This..."
Song Lifan thought he was asking for money, so he immediately took out his checkbook and said, "Tianshi, how much money do you need? Just give me a price."
"Yes, our Song family lacks everything except money. Heavenly Master, as long as you can resolve the disaster of our Song family, no matter how much money you have, it doesn't matter."
Wu Kong Celestial Master shook his head, "This is not a question of money. This Celestial Master walked into your house out of good intentions, not for money."
Song Zong hurriedly stopped the other brothers and said, "Master Tian, please forgive us for our ignorance, and please give us some advice!"
Wu Kong Celestial Master pondered for a while, and finally looked at Song Zhien, "Daughter, this Celestial Master is not targeting you, but this is your destiny. If you don't want to bring harm to your family, you'd better sever ties with them and marry far away!
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Song Zhien's face was already filled with tears, but when he heard what he said, the tears became more intense.
"Immortal Blessings Celestial Master, I am ashamed!" Wukong Celestial Master sang the syntax chant again, shaking his head repeatedly in self-examination, "I am a cultivator. He has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. I should not be involved in your family affairs. I will say it all.
Here, farewell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.
From this point of view, Zhao Mei has misunderstood me. This Master of the Five Sky seems to be a really good person.
He didn't sell pills or medicines. He gave the Song family a fortune and gave them good advice. He didn't ask for half of the reward, and he left without even taking a sip of the tea. He was completely like an outsider who helped people in need!
But as soon as he turned around, someone had already stopped in front of him...