The old man clicked his tongue and the computer went offline for a second.
I was so excited about eating the melon just now that I forgot to stir the water.
Now that everyone's eyes were on him, the old man started using the same tactics again.
"Little girl, don't think we'll believe you just because you say a few bluffs. You look so decent, but I didn't expect you to be so young and deceive people!"
"I'm such a pity! How can I still be bullied in my old age? What's wrong with young people nowadays?!"
Song Shanshan snorted coldly and looked around.
"Is there anyone from Murakami here? Tell everyone the truth!"
Song Shanshan has a natural ability to speak without any instruction, and every word she says is meaningful.
It doesn’t matter whether there are villagers at the scene or not. We need to create a good atmosphere first so that we can slap them in the face.
Anyway, she knew everything about the old man.
After these words were spoken, the crowd was silent for a second, and then an old voice sounded.
"I, I am."
Everyone looked over.
An old woman stepped forward and said, "Old Qin, I didn't expect you to come here to have your fortune told. If you don't do bad things during the day, you won't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door at night."
"Have you ever taken care of your daughter? You never let her go to school, and you even beat and scolded her. Everyone in the village knows it. Isn't it retribution for her not coming back?"
"Your son, spoiled by you, never came home all day. He got drunk and crashed into a streetlight and died. And you actually blamed his death on the fruit pickup driver! He just parked his car there overnight, and it was quite a distance away! And you extorted him out of 50,000 yuan just like that."
Everyone gasped when they heard this.
"Hiss, you're not a human!"
"The little girl is right, he really deserves it."
The old woman continued:
"And your wife, she obviously ran away because she couldn't stand your beatings and scolding, but you said she was with another man. Do you still have a conscience?"
"Depend on."
A curse word erupted from the crowd, and everyone looked at the old man with extreme contempt.
"The fortune teller was being cryptic and even left you a clue. You're really good at creating a persona for yourself!"
"Damn it! I was actually sympathizing with him just now. You really can't just believe someone's one-sided story."
"So, that little girl does have some skills?"
After hearing this, the uncle looked at Song Shanshan with even more respect.
Xu Jiang stroked his beard and squinted his eyes as he asked, "Old man, do you still want to spend money to ward off disaster?"
He tapped a bowl of water with his hand and wrote the number "nine" on the table.
Then he leaned close to the old man and whispered in his ear, "Old man, if you want to escape your fate, you must go through nine life tribulations before you can enjoy a peaceful old age. These are the so-called ninety-nine eighty-one tribulations. The evil you have done is infuriating to the gods, and this is God's punishment for you."
Everyone said that the old man did not feel guilty at all, but after Xu Jiang's calculations, he broke out in a sweat.
He was still hesitating, but now he made up his mind.
"Yes! I have 20,000 yuan in my hand. Is that enough?" The old man looked at him expectantly.
Xu Jiang frowned, made a hissing sound, and made hand gestures with his fingers.
"Old man, you're almost dead, and you're still so reluctant?"
Hearing this, the old man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you 50,000 yuan. This is my last savings."
Although the two people's conversation was in public, it was whispered to each other and no one could hear it clearly.
Seeing this scene, Song Xiner sneered.
Song Shanshan immediately pricked up her ears.
[Tsk! It really is true that evildoers will be punished, and this old man's "retribution" is coming.]
How to say it? How to say it?
Song Shanshan was so itchy that she wanted to stick her head into her little sister's belly and be her cute worm.
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