Chapter 017 Pure Innocent

Zhuang Kangyu made a confident guess, but it turned out that he was wrong, because the next moment, he saw Master Jiang, who had been calm, suddenly squatted down, pried open the mouth of the pig demon, and said angrily: "Spit out the bottle for me."

The bottle was one of the few valuable things the old man left for him, but it was eaten by the pig demon!

Jiang Yiqing even suspected that the pig demon had been thinking about his bottle for a long time.

Jiang Yiqing held the pig demon's head and shook it wildly without any master image. Zhuang Kangyu and his wife were dumbfounded. No, how could it be spit out?

Zhuang Kangyu's wife felt a little guilty. It seemed that the bottle was very important. Why didn't she catch Master Jiang's assistant just now?

What she didn't know was that this was a pig spirit. If the other party really wanted to break free, how could she catch it?

She didn't know if it was shaken or not, but the pig spirit really spit out the bottle.

Jiang Yiqing exhaled a breath, and hurriedly rinsed the bottle with disgust. He opened the cork and found that the ashes that had just been put in had disappeared.

Even though this thing has been burned to ashes, it is also a vicious thing. Jiang Yiqing originally wanted to take it back to deal with it, but he didn't expect it to be eaten by the pig spirit.

Now that he has recovered, he realized that what the pig spirit wanted to eat at first was not his bottle, but the ashes inside.

If an ordinary animal eats that thing, it will probably bleed to death, but looking at the pig spirit, it is obviously fine. Maybe this thing is good for it.

Yes, this pig spirit has lived for more than three hundred years, how could it eat anything randomly.

I didn't expect the pig spirit to have such an effect. He didn't even have to bother to deal with the ashes. Jiang Yiqing looked at the pig spirit with a dim gaze. He felt that he still didn't know much about this pig. Well, I have to study it carefully later.

Although the pig spirit didn't know what Jiang Yiqing was thinking, his fat body couldn't help but tremble when he was looked at like that.

Didn't it just eat some good things from human cubs? Is it necessary to look at it like that? But it would rather die than spit out those good things.

The pig spirit rubbed its belly with its trotters. It was not known whether it was an illusion, but it felt hot inside after eating.

Jiang Yiqing quickly looked away. Since the affairs of the Zhuang family were almost dealt with, he told Zhuang Kangyu some things to pay attention to and prepared to leave.

Zhuang Kangyu's wife saw this and winked at her husband. Zhuang Kangyu then remembered and quickly took out a card and was about to give it to Jiang Yiqing: "Master Jiang, thank you for this time."

Although their daughter had already given three thousand divination fees, the couple felt that three thousand was not enough, it was too little, so they discussed and prepared tens of thousands of yuan to give to Jiang Yiqing after the end.

You know, they believe in Feng Shui when they do business, and Master Jiang is so powerful, and he may need help from him in the future, so he must make friends with him.

Zhuang Kangyu didn't expect that Jiang Yiqing would directly refuse: "Three thousand is three thousand."

Zhuang Kangyu said quickly: "The divination fee is three thousand, but this is the hard work fee for Master Jiang, it's different."

Jiang Yiqing shook his head: "There are rules in our business, it's not that I don't want to accept this money, but I can't accept it."

If the divination fee was high at the beginning, then he should charge so much, but this was not agreed in advance. Although Jiang Yiqing needed money, he could only refuse with tears.

When Zhuang Kangyu heard that there were rules, he immediately didn't dare to force money, but he felt a little regretful. Wouldn't that mean he and Master Jiang had no friendship?

Jiang Yiqing saw through his thoughts. It was normal for Zhuang Kangyu to have such little thoughts, and it was not annoying. He thought for a while and said, "How about this, the temple of my ancestor will be renovated soon, and Mr. Zhuang can come to the temple to take a look." When

Zhuang Kangyu heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. Master Jiang's ancestor sounded very reliable. It didn't matter if Master Jiang didn't accept the money. He could just go back and donate it to the temple as incense money.

"Okay, okay, then I will definitely bring my whole family with me." Zhuang Kangyu's smile got bigger, and he asked, "I wonder when this temple will be open, so we can be prepared." Jiang Yiqing, who

hadn't found the renovation team yet, said, "..."

He decided that he had to go back and bother the old man in his dream. He couldn't fight alone, right?

Zhuang Kangyu, however, interpreted Jiang Yiqing's awkward silence as being unfathomable, and immediately said, "Master Jiang, I understand. I shouldn't have asked."

Jiang Yiqing: "..." Forget it, he didn't have to make up excuses.

So Jiang Yiqing also smiled politely, looking like a hermit, as if the person who just angrily opened the pig's mouth was not him.

"Hey, Master Jiang, I actually know how the person who harmed me got my hair. Now I don't even dare to trust other temples." Zhuang Kangyu couldn't help talking about temples.

Jiang Yiqing was a little curious, so he pretended to be interested.

It turned out that the source of the hair was related to Mrs. Zhuang.

Businessmen are more or less superstitious, and Zhuang Kangyu and his wife are the same. Although they are a little half-believing, they often go to temples to worship, mainly for peace of mind.

And just a few months ago, Mrs. Zhuang went to the temple they often went to alone, and met a monk there.

The monk took the initiative to chat with Mrs. Zhuang.

Mrs. Zhuang said, "In fact, I was a little wary of him at the time, but later I found that his guesses were really accurate. For example, he guessed how many people there were in my family and my age. He even guessed that the neighbor of my second aunt's uncle's granddaughter had a son. I happened to visit relatives there some time ago and had a full moon banquet."

Jiang Yiqing: "..." No, what is going on?

He smiled slightly and exclaimed, "Then the monk you met is really amazing. He can even predict that a neighbor who has nothing to do with you will give birth to a son. It's amazing."

When the couple heard what he said, they knew that they were deceived by the monk. As for the things that the monk "calculated", they could ask them as long as they wanted to.

Jiang Yiqing asked Madam Zhuang again, "Are you sure that the man you met at that time was the monk in the temple? Have you seen him before?"

Madam Zhuang thought about it carefully and shook her head, "No, he looked unfamiliar. I just happened to meet him at that time, and I thought I had never seen him before, so I didn't think much about it."

Jiang Yiqing guessed, "That man is probably not a monk in the temple, maybe not even a monk."

According to Madam Zhuang, the temple had a good reputation. As the saying goes, the monk can escape, but the temple cannot. There is really no need to risk one's reputation by doing such a thing.

As for the possibility that the other party bribed a monk, it is actually unlikely. If the other party is really a monk in the temple, why would he sneak around to find a deserted place to meet Mrs. Zhuang.

Oh, Mrs. Zhuang went to the women's toilet at that time.

Hmm... Thinking about it, the other party's behavior is quite obscene.

"I didn't think so much at the time." Mrs. Zhuang was a little embarrassed. Now she feels speechless when she thinks about it. Why did she believe it at the time?

"Hey, I said you are too easy to believe what others say." Zhuang Kangyu looked at his wife and couldn't help sighing.

Mrs. Zhuang glanced at him and said speechlessly, "You still blame me. When I told you that he calculated that the neighbor of the granddaughter of my second aunt's uncle had a son, you said to me, "It's amazing", right?"

Zhuang Kangyu smiled awkwardly and winked at his wife, hoping to save his face.

However, Mrs. Zhuang didn't even look at him.

Jiang Yiqing thought it was interesting, so she held back her laughter and asked again: "So he only wanted Mr. Zhuang's hair at that time?"

Mrs. Zhuang nodded: "Yes, he only wanted his hair."

Jiang Yiqing was puzzled: "Then don't you think it's strange?" "Well, it's not my fault that I didn't think much about it