Chapter 143: Every bite and every drink is determined by fate

Boss Pang held his son, whose breathing was barely audible, and looked around anxiously, as if begging someone to come and save his son.

When his eyes fell on Huiyin, Boss Pang's eyes lit up, as if he had finally grasped a life-saving straw, and begged in a hoarse voice: "Master Huiyin! Please come and see my You'er! What happened to him?"

Huiyin's face looked a little gloomy. He walked forward and looked at Pang Weiyou, who was lying limply and unconscious in Boss Pang's arms. His expression became even worse.

But he still stepped forward, stretched out his finger, and placed it on Pomweyou's pulse.

Boss Pang held his breath, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes.

Mrs. Pang also woke up at this time, as if she remembered something. She was extremely anxious and struggled to see how her son was doing. When she saw Hui Yin checking her son's pulse, she immediately covered her mouth to prevent herself from shouting and affecting the master's efforts to save her son's life.

Last time, it was through a friend's introduction that they met this Taoist priest Huiyin. He used a magic water to barely stabilize You'er's condition, and suggested finding a person with great fortune to suppress the bad luck that was on You'er.

This time, this time it will work!

Mrs. Pang covered her mouth, her body trembling slightly, and looked at Taoist Huiyin with full expectation.

After a while, under the expectant eyes of Boss Pang and Mrs. Pang, Huiyin withdrew his fingers and shook his head slowly.

"Your son will die in these few days."

Boss Pang and his wife were struck by lightning!

Mrs. Pang screamed, unable to accept it: "How is this possible! You'er was fine just now!... Didn't you say that if you find that blessed little girl, you can save my son's life!"

She seemed to remember something and looked around the room frantically.

Xingxing was lying in Mrs. Wei's arms. When she came into Mrs. Pang's sight, her small body trembled and she shrank even further into Mrs. Wei's arms.

Mrs. Pang didn't care. She struggled to get up and walked towards Xingxing. She didn't care that she was still in Wei's arms. She reached out to grab her: "...You, you hurry to my son!"

Her voice was shrill and full of panic, "Go, go!"

Mrs. Wei's face changed and she took a few steps back, protecting Xingxing.

Yu Sanbao and Yu Siyang even stood in front of Wei Pozi.

Mrs. Pang was furious: "Where are the people? Come quickly! Grab the girl and bring her over!"

A servant came forward and wanted to attack Mrs. Wei from behind. The old Taoist priest who had been standing there silently suddenly attacked with lightning speed - no one could even see how he attacked. They just saw the servant who wanted to attack suddenly screamed - his hand was easily pried open by the old Taoist priest, and he could not move at all.

A hint of cruelty flashed in Boss Pang's eyes. He was about to call more guards in, but Huiyin stood between them and shook his head: "Master Pang, stop being so stubborn."

Boss Pang shuddered all over.

He obviously couldn't accept such a result, and hugged his son tightly in his arms: "Impossible! You'er is obviously getting better, obviously--"

He couldn't continue and burst into tears.

Madam Pang suddenly pushed away the maid who was supporting her, stood in front of Huiyin, and asked Huiyin in a sharp voice: "You said that You'er would get better! We also did as you said and found that blessed person. Why, why did You'er——"

Mrs. Pang's face turned blue and she looked like a demon.

Rao Shi Huiyin also took a step back.

The old Taoist priest threw the sneaking servant aside and suddenly said, "Instead of asking this young Taoist priest why, you should reflect on yourselves and ask yourself what evil deeds you have done to make your son be possessed by the evil spirit and be entangled in misfortune."

Boss Pang was about to deny it when he suddenly remembered something. His already extremely ugly face turned even paler.

Mrs. Pang, however, didn't care at all. Her hair and face were messy when she was fighting with Mrs. Wei for Xingxing, making her look a little crazy. She glared at the old Taoist priest fiercely and said in a hissing voice: "Don't talk nonsense! You'er is the only son in our Pang family for three generations. How could he--"

Mrs. Pang also thought of something at this moment and her expression suddenly changed.

"You mean, it's those bastards who are causing this?" Mrs. Pang seemed to be stimulated by something and suddenly raised her voice. "They took money from our Pang family and mined the mines for us. That's their job. If they died in the mountains, can you blame us?!"

Huiyin took a breath of cool air.

He had only heard from his friends that Mr. Pang and his wife donated some money to the charity every year. They looked like a decent family, so he didn't think much about it.

How could he have imagined that the Pang family was so bold as to engage in illegal mining? !

It should be noted that this mine is very dangerous with frequent mining accidents. Some mine owners are cruel and urge the miners to dig, or the protective measures are not in place. Sometimes, mining accidents that could have been avoided will occur.

Huiyin listened to the words uttered by Mrs. Pang in a frenzy, and he always felt that these short sentences were soaked with the blood of countless people!

He was unable to say anything and closed his eyes.

Boss Pang naturally thought of those lives, and he was still a little bit unconvinced: "...Impossible, how is it possible..."

However, Huiyin closed his eyes and seemed to be muttering something.

The old Taoist priest showed no emotion, but his eyes were cold.

Boss Pang's voice gradually faded away.

Mrs. Pang went crazy again, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked like she came from hell: "Okay, you said it was those bastards who did this, right?! Then let them come find me! What's the point of coming to me, You'er?!"

She opened her arms crazily towards the roof, "Come find me! Come find me if you can!"

The situation was really scary. Xing Xing snuggled into Mrs. Wei's arms and hugged her neck tightly.

Grandma Wei patted Xingxing's back gently as if to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, Xingxing, grandma is here."

The old Taoist priest said slowly, "Every bite and every drink is destined by heaven. Your son has enjoyed the ill-gotten gains you made, so he will naturally have to bear the karma brought by this blood-stained money. For example, this time you forcefully deceived Xingxing to come, she is blessed with great fortune, and you are acting against heaven. If you want to steal other people's fortune like this, you will naturally get backlash."

Mrs. Pang seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer and she staggered.

She murmured and shook her head: "No, it's impossible, this is absolutely impossible - my son has been getting better in the past two days."

As if she was looking for some kind of approval, she suddenly looked at Boss Pang and said, "Boss, our You'er is getting well soon, isn't she? This, this can't be true, it can't be true!"

The old Taoist priest said calmly, "Haven't you heard of the last moments of life? This is just a rebound from the bottom of your life span. It's all nonsense."

Mrs. Pang's hair was disheveled, she felt completely exhausted, fell to the ground, and burst into tears.