The little Daoist nun failed to change her fate, and when she woke up again, she had become a fake young lady, schemed against by her adoptive family, deeply in debt, and on the verge of being univ...
Suddenly, I couldn't say anything more.
"Don't think that just because I'm old, I don't know you're imitating a cat and cursing!"
His mind suddenly went blank and he started arguing with the weasel in anger.
"Master, help!"
Who knew that before the work here was done, the village chief came over with Lin Pingting.
"Wow, Master, why don't you answer the WeChat call?"
When Lin Pingting saw Qiao Qiao, she burst into tears without saying a word, feeling extremely wronged. "You don't know, there are ghosts targeting our family again recently."
"If you ignore me, you won't see me anymore..."
“…”
Chen Dingrong felt something was wrong and turned to look at his elder brother Chen Huai, who he thought was not very smart.
Sure enough, when Chen Huai saw such an "explosive" scene, his eyes lit up in an instant.
"As expected of the master I trust, he can not only tell fortunes, but also catch ghosts!"
He was thinking about it, and happened to see Qiao Qiao bringing a donation box. Without saying anything, he was about to take out his wallet.
"Wake up!"
Chen Dingrong was just like Chen Huai yesterday when he faced Ma Dashan and his wife. His head was buzzing! He covered his head and helplessly wanted to explain to Chen Huai what "telecom fraud prevention" was.
Lin Pingting, who had been crying loudly in the south, seemed to have been prepared. She took out a bundle of bricks containing "money" from the small backpack on her back.
Chen Dingrong: “…”
Chen Dingrong once wanted to call the police.