Chapter 4: Speed of Life and Death in the Funeral Hall
The key point is that his sister hasn't broken up yet! He is still too passionate about love.
"Mom, wait a minute, we will call that charlatan over and return the money! This is pure scam!" Zhang Song said as he was about to make a phone call.
It is because he has met a true master that he hates these liars so much! Ruining their reputation!
"No, no, no! Song, that master is very smart! She knew what happened before just by looking at my face! You must not cause trouble for the master! I beg you!" Mother Song quickly grabbed Zhang Song's hand and wanted to leave.
"Mom! I've already told you, I know a great master, even if you want to give her money, don't give it to a random little shop on the roadside! Apart from anything else, hasn't Zhang Yue's love-brain problem improved?! You're just asking for talisman paper blindly!"
"Song, you don't understand. If you dare to open a store, it means you are not afraid of anything!" Song's mother was also very determined to take back Zhang Song's phone. "What I want is to cut off the rotten peach blossom talisman paper. If it is not cut off, it means it is not a rotten peach blossom!"
"Isn't that just bad luck? I must call that charlatan over here!"
"Oh, what a coincidence, Zhang Song, right?"
While the two were arguing, a clear female voice came from behind them.
Zhang Song and Song's mother were both stunned, and their eyes lit up when they turned around.
"master!"
"master!"
After they finished shouting, they looked at each other in astonishment and said in unison again: "Is this the master you were talking about?"
Zhang Song saw Xia Wange holding a laptop in one hand and taking out the keys with the other, so he quickly walked over. He saw that Xia Wange looked exhausted, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what big business are you doing? Why are you so tired? Master, I didn't expect you to be from City A too. What a coincidence."
"It's really a big business." Xia Wange's eyes were dull, and she felt like she was losing her soul. She opened the door of the shop and said casually, "You guys sit down. I'll upload something. Wait a moment."
Seven days had passed since she offended the Son of Luck. The first six days were fine, except for minor issues like the instant noodles having no seasoning and her motorcycle having a flat tire. Just when she thought her bad luck was about to end, she unexpectedly had a big bowel movement.
Her graduation thesis was randomly checked! She had graduated almost two months ago and had already received her diploma and degree! She had encountered such a chance!
I’m really impressed!
After revising the paper, Xia Wange took out three copper coins and shook them before submitting it. He then looked at the hexagram and felt relieved.
The side effects of being refused luck by the Son of Luck are so terrifying. If I were to borrow it later, I would become incredibly powerful.
On the other side, Zhang Song and Song's mother sat stiffly on the sofa in the shop, not daring to make a sound.
Song Ma had heard from her son about his encounter with a master and the story of how he moved a car door with his bare hands. She never expected that the master she met said the same thing as her son did!
No wonder what you said last time was so accurate!
Zhang Song saw Xia Wange let out a long sigh and his face visibly relaxed. He quickly whispered, "Master, I didn't expect this shop was yours. My mother told me that there was a powerful master here who wanted to take me to meet him. I didn't expect that we would meet you again. I didn't expect that your business scope is so wide, and you also have house cleaning and express delivery businesses. How about I subscribe to the house cleaning business? I will ask you to send all the express deliveries in the future?"
Mother Song glanced at her son who was fawning on her and did not interrupt him. Just now he kept calling him a charlatan, and now he kept calling him master.
He even came to pay his respects, obviously looking for trouble!
"Isn't there a fixed place? It's convenient for others to find me. House cleaning is specifically for haunted houses, and express delivery is for delivering letters or something like that. Chatting is also OK." Xia Wange looked at Zhang Song and Song's mother. "Why are you here?"
Song's mother was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Song's eyes. Then he smiled and said, "It's like this. You told me to pay more attention to my sister before, so I told my mother about this. My mother came to you to ask for a talisman to cut off her peach blossoms. We found that her current boyfriend has not been cut off. It seems that this man is her true love."
"The true love? Your sister?" Xia Wange looked at Song Ma, "Auntie, is he talking about the girl whose horoscope you used to calculate last time?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Song Ma said, "I have always looked down on her current boyfriend. He has no education, no looks, and works as a security guard at the gate. He has no ambition. I don't know why my daughter likes him! He also runs to deliver meals to her every day and buys this and that for her. He is more diligent than a mother like me!"
"That shouldn't be the case." Xia Wange took out the horoscope again and took a look at it. "Her true love should appear when she is 27 years old. Besides, she is confident and strong-willed. She has a good career and high standards. It is impossible for her to fall in love with someone who is inferior to her in all aspects. Can you tell me what's going on in detail?"
Zhang Song wanted to start again, but was glared back by Song Ma.
"Master, I secretly put the talisman in her bag. She was indeed sober during the day. I overheard her calling her friend. She said she wanted to break up immediately and couldn't understand why she fell in love with him and had been in love for so long. It was crazy. But at dusk, my daughter was running around for that guy again. I would have accepted it if that guy was a little nicer to my daughter. The key is that he is not nice at all. I am just worried."
Xia Wange propped up her chin and thought for a while, "Auntie, did you open the talisman paper I gave you?"
Song Ma was stunned, and after hesitating for a long time, she said, "I know you said not to open it, but I was really curious, so I opened it and took a look, then quickly closed it again."
Zhang Song was shocked, "Mom! You actually opened it?"
Xia Wange nodded but didn't say much.
Zhang Song looked at his mother with a look of disappointment, then leaned in front of Xia Wange, feeling heartbroken, "Master, we don't really want my sister to find an excellent man, but you see, that man is the security guard of my boss's company, and my friend is his colleague. He sent me that guy's circle of friends. How can I not be angry when I see such content!"
Xia Wange leaned over to take a look. No wonder. If she had a sister dating a man like this, she would also try her best to cut off this bad peach blossom.
[I got off work today, and my girlfriend was waiting for me at the door. She lit a cigarette for me and wiped my sweat without me saying anything. Wow, that’s what women want. I don’t need a nanny anymore. ]
[Haha, she was crying and arguing with me during the day, but she still cooked for me obediently at night? When I lost something, she cried and bought me a new meal. I ate two bites because she admitted her mistake sincerely. Oh, she was so touched. Women should not be spoiled. If it weren't for the fact that she has a house and a car, who would want a woman over 20 years old? It's hard to recover after giving birth.]
[Women are all so fucking scornful of the poor and love the rich. She insisted on drinking that crappy milk tea. I told her not to drink it because it’s a waste of money, but she turned her face away. Wait, I’ll beat her up the next time I see her. What a bitch.]
[She actually quarreled with me? She is so old, and I have some feelings for her, otherwise who would want her? People of my age are looking for girls who are 18 or 19 years old. I don’t know how to appreciate the blessings I have. If I don’t get married, I will be worthless. ]
Xia Wange took a deep breath and asked, "Do you have his phone number?"
"Yes, yes. Master, I'll send it to you." Zhang Song said quickly.
Xia Wange fiddled with her phone while asking Song Ma, "Even if you opened the talisman paper I gave you, you shouldn't be able to separate them. There must be something else. When you have time, bring her to me."
Song Ma quickly stood up and said respectfully, "Okay, okay, Master, my daughter will be resting at home today, I will bring her over to you now."
As they talked, they hurried out of the store. After walking for a distance, Zhang Song complained, "Mom, why did you open the master's talisman paper? It's a small matter to waste money, but what if you make the master think that we don't trust her?!"
"Oh, I just wanted to show it to another Taoist priest I know. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that this master was so powerful! My friend said that the person who drew this talisman is also ranked high in the circle! If it weren't for his physical condition, he might have become a Taoist priest long ago!" Mother Song regretted her recklessness, "Son, what do you say we should do? The master won't have any ideas in his mind, right?"
Zhang Song thought of how Xia Wange always needed jade, "Mom, give your treasured jade bracelet to the master! It's worth it to exchange the jade bracelet for Xiaoyue's future."
Song Ma, who always believed in these things, nodded repeatedly, "It's worth it, it's worth it."
So the two of them hurried home.
In the shop, Xia Wange communicated with her teacher for a long time. After finally confirming that her thesis was temporarily safe, she quickly sent a message to her equally unlucky university roommate.
May Xia Xia live a hundred years: [I passed it without any danger, look, screenshot.jpg]
Wanwan became rich overnight: [I am still struggling. Today, my mother dragged me to attend the farewell ceremony of my mother's old classmates. To be honest, I came with two mobile phones, see, photo.jpg]
In the picture, there is a folding phone held in one hand, and there is a wreath in the background. It seems that Zhao Wan is huddled in a corner to hand in her paper. The deadline for submission is about to arrive, and now it is a real race against time.
At least she finished it before the other party was cremated.
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