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When they were silent, Chen Xi said, "You guys step back a little."
Everyone nodded, stepped back to a certain distance, and watched the master's smooth movements.
Chen Xi made hand gestures and formed a seal, then uttered a riddle. He pointed at the package and shouted, "Go!"
"Sizzle"!
The contents of the package caught fire on their own without any need for fuel, and a sound like a baby's screaming could be heard from the flames.
It's creepy to listen to!
The master broke the rules again, and everyone had become accustomed to it. They felt that even if the master performed some powerful moves again, they would be able to accept it.
After all, the master is not a human being, but a god!
As the baby's cries died down, the contents of the package turned into powder.
But what shocked everyone present was that the wrapping cloth was actually intact, which effectively covered the powder perfectly.
Chen Xi looked at the old lady and said, "Put it away. You should go meet that person!"
The old lady nodded, and with a heavy expression, she carefully wrapped the package. Her movements were very delicate and careful, for fear that any powder would be scattered in the house!
Soon, everything was ready.
Before leaving, Chen Xi looked back at their house, her brows furrowed.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, he walked a few steps along the four corners of the yard and then said, "Okay, I've changed your feng shui. From now on, your life will be smooth sailing!"
This is the gift Chen Xi gave them. I hope they can live a happy and fulfilling old age!
People should always try some sweet things. They can't spend their whole lives suffering.
They have suffered all their lives, but they are still able to maintain their original aspirations. It is really not easy!
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"Brother, you are so old, why don't you find a woman?"
"Are you bored out of your mind? Stop worrying about things that shouldn't be your concern, or you might die without even knowing how."
Xu Cheng held the wine glass and looked coldly at the person who spoke.
The man who was challenged was so frightened that his soul almost dispersed. He immediately raised his glass and said, "Brother, I was too talkative. Come on, let's go!"
Xu Cheng stared at the wine glass lazily, his brows gloomy, and drank it in one gulp.
When another person, Wang Er, saw this, he thought of an incident that happened many years ago and his hair stood on end.
It was a snowy day, and Xu Cheng came to find him because his grandmother was a famous fortune teller in the village, specializing in some unorthodox magic.
Xu Cheng didn't know where he got all this information from, but on a snowy night, he stood in front of his house like a ghost, waiting from night until morning.
Although many years have passed, the situation at that time is still as clear as if it were yesterday.
The moment he opened the door, he found a frozen person lying at the door. He thought it was a dead person at the time, and he screamed in fear and almost couldn't breathe.
Later, grandma came out to check on the patient's breathing and dragged him back home. He recovered after three or four days of nursing.
After waking up, Xu Cheng pulled his grandmother to beg her to teach him the art of cursing. Although his grandmother knew it, it didn't mean she would teach it to others, especially before she knew its use to others.
Xu Cheng was rejected.
He knew Xu Cheng well. He knew that Xu Cheng was a proud man who couldn't stand any setbacks. He thought that he would go home immediately. But who would have thought that the man who was so proud before going to prison would change after he was released.
Xu Cheng actually knelt at the door of his house.
He was there for a whole day and night. If I hadn't covered him with a quilt, he would probably have died.
He asked Xu Cheng: "Why does it have to be like this?"
Xu Cheng did not answer, but he still saw "hatred" in Xu Cheng's eyes.
At that time, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only watch as his grandmother sighed, took the child back, and taught him step by step for a week.
Later, he secretly inquired and found out that as he expected, Xu Cheng had used this spell on his former lover.
Sometimes, he felt that he had done his best for Xu Cheng, but not for Wang Mei. If it weren't for his grandmother, Wang Mei and her husband wouldn't have had such a hard time.
The more I think about it, the sadder I feel. That couple is a good person and they love each other very much.
After a few drinks, Xu Cheng noticed that Wang Er, standing across from him, was in a depressed mood. He asked lazily, "What's wrong? Is it because my wine is bad, or is it because the food I prepared is bad, that you're unhappy?"
Wang Er was pulled back to his thoughts. He looked him in the eye, sighed, and said, "After all these years, your resentment still hasn't subsided?"
"I know what your purpose is. Don't you just want to see what choice they will make when disaster strikes?"
"But decades later, not only have they not divorced, but despite such difficult circumstances, their relationship has only grown stronger."
"Xu Cheng, you lose!"
Wang Er stared at him steadily and said in a deep voice.
“Crack!”
The wine glass in Xu Cheng's hand broke into pieces, and blood flowed down bit by bit from his clenched palm.
Wang Er and another person frowned, but Xu Cheng looked calm, with deep eyes and brows, revealing emotions that others could not understand.
Lost?
That's impossible. As long as they are not doing well, it's good.
Xu Cheng thought about the last time he saw Wang Mei. The once beautiful woman had been worn down by life and turned into an old woman. She was so ugly.
This is the price of betraying him!
The corners of Xu Cheng's mouth widened a little bit. In a good mood, he changed a wine glass, filled it up for himself, and filled up the glasses for the other two as well.
"I'm in a good mood today, let's do another one."
Wang Er and the other man exchanged a glance, both puzzled, but he still raised his glass and clinked it with Xu Cheng's. Just as he was about to enter, the door was knocked open by someone from outside.
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