Chapter 20 The Evil Daughter Who Was Driven Away
Hongxingxuan is also a famous villa area in the old city, but it was built early and has been forgotten in recent years.
After another person entered the complex, Zhang Xiaojia directly said, "Go straight to the end and turn right to the fourth room."
He Chenfeng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, no, he personally sent his parents on the plane.
Another person stopped in front of the iron gate, and Zhang Xiaojia continued, "Just push the iron gate open and go in. I've sent you the gate code. Don't go in, just take pictures at the door. You won't go to jail."
[The moment to witness a miracle is coming.]
[I’m so excited, but I wonder if the anchor’s predictions are accurate?]
[Opened, opened!]
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the huge screen. When the tightly closed door was slowly pushed open, everyone's heart rose to their throat.
Four naked figures appeared in front of everyone. Their behavior was extremely unruly and the scene was extremely disgusting and obscene!
What is even more shocking is that two of these four people are actually He Chenfeng’s parents!
At this moment, his father was hugging a strange woman tightly, and his mother was entangled with another man. Such a chaotic scene made people dumbfounded and they didn't know how to react for a moment.
However, at this moment, the picture that was supposed to show the full picture of the fourth person was suddenly ruthlessly blocked by the live broadcast room.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at He Chenfeng coldly and said, "I'll teach you a little lesson. If you do it again, don't blame me for being merciless. I can make sure you can't stay in Forty-Nine City anymore."
He Chenfeng ended the call directly.
[It’s so exciting, my heart is soaring like a roller coaster, so exciting!]
[Fuck, host, you're amazing! If anyone dares to question you now, I'll be the first to disagree.]
[Gu Shao, I already told you, the anchor's predictions are super accurate. I started watching him on the first day. Now I'm considered socially dead?]
[Master Zhang, please give me the lucky bag. I want to count the money. No matter how much it costs, please!]
Zhang Xiaojia had already calculated three fortunes in the morning, and she went straight off the live broadcast. This time she directly exposed someone's secrets, but Tiandao's father was not angry and did not thunder to scare her.
Can I take advantage of Tiandao's father's good mood and ask him for help in revenge?
Zhang Xiaojia immediately took out three sticks of incense left by the little ghosts yesterday, went to the courtyard to worship, lit the incense, and without extinguishing it, bowed and said, "Father Tiandao, someone wrongly accused me of stealing. Give her a small punishment! Sorry for bothering Father Tiandao."
She stared at the three incense sticks, only to see that the incense was burning vigorously, with no sign of going out. Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaojia couldn't help but burst into laughter, and her laughter echoed throughout the courtyard.
She skipped back to her room and entered the live broadcast room. A smug smile spread across her face as she shouted to the camera, "Luo Ningning, I know you're in this room! I have good news for you. Heavenly Father has promised to bring you bad luck! Oh, it's a pity that I can't witness your misfortune with my own eyes. It's such a pity! Hahahahaha..."
Zhang Xiaojia came to Zhang Xiaoqi's house carrying the tablet, "Brother Xiaoqi, are you there?"
Zhang Xiaoqi saw her and said angrily, "What are you doing here? Little idiot."
"Who was that ghost messenger that day? What punishment would my father receive if he was caught?"
"I don't know him. How would I know what punishment your father received?"
Zhang Xiaojia looked at him and said, "Really? That woman threw the talisman at me and was struck down by the thunder. Brother Xiaoqi, if Master Uncle knew about this, don't you think you would be beaten?"
Zhang Xiaoqi stared at her. "Little idiot, didn't you lose your memory?"
Zhang Xiaojia squatted down, looking ahead with a firm gaze, and said softly, "I have been looking up various information online these days and learned about the Heavenly Master. We can see the ancient Zhang Family Archway bestowed by the emperor. This archway undoubtedly proves that this place is where the descendants of Zhang Daoling live. Although there are no official Heavenly Masters now, there must be one in the Zhang family. The old man is the Heavenly Master of this generation of the Zhang family!
The old man has two sons, Uncle Master and my father.
The position of Heavenly Master in the Zhang family has always been passed down through the family lineage, and the next Heavenly Master should be my father. After all, if he didn't have the rightful qualification, how could he have obtained the Zhang family token that symbolizes the authority of the Heavenly Master? But my father violated the family rules and the Heavenly Rules in order to prolong my life. As a result, the position of Heavenly Master could not be passed on to him smoothly.
The Zhang family has a long-standing tradition of passing the throne to males, not females, and this tradition has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Even if my father lost the chance to inherit the position of Heavenly Master, it wouldn't be my turn as a woman. So, the next Heavenly Master will inevitably fall to you, cousin, am I right?
Zhang Xiaojia continued, "As for that ghost messenger... let's put it aside for now. No matter what, sooner or later, he'll become my 'wild man.' Right now, my biggest concern is my dad. If he's caught breaking the rules, what kind of punishment will he face?"
Zhang Xiaoqi watched the thunder grow louder and louder, and saw lightning flowers shooting out from above his head. "Jiajia, according to the clan rules, my uncle must endure nine lightning strikes. Everything else is up to fate."
Xiao Jia seemed unusually calm. She asked with a firm gaze, "Brother, can I take the punishment for Daddy?"
Zhang Xiaoqi stared at the tablet in silence for a moment before answering, "If the ancestors can agree to this, there might still be a glimmer of hope. Does the thunder sound like you would agree?"
She muttered, "Stingy God."
Zhang Xiaojia was still surprised that she was not drenched by the rain and did not feel chilled to the bone.
A huge, huge, huge thunder came down with a loud bang.
Her eyes widened, she pointed behind Zhang Xiaoqi, and ran away.
Zhang Xiaoqi turned around and saw a hole in his roof. The third floor was on fire. He yelled at Zhang Xiaojia who was running away, "Little idiot!"
Just because she said a few words, her brother's house caught fire. Will she be beaten next?
There’s something wrong with the thunder today. Why is there thunder all over the village?
When I finally ran back home, I saw the old man and the master uncle running over.
The old man asked softly, "Jia Jia, what are you thinking about?"
Zhang Xiaojia was confused and said, "I didn't curse God either."
The old man slapped Zhang Xiaojia on the forehead and said angrily, "Little idiot, hurry up and tell me what you just thought? Otherwise, the whole village will have to be renovated again."
"I was just thinking, could I make a puppet and take my father's place in the punishment of the heavenly thunder? I wanted to deceive Father Tiandao and deceive him. That's all I was thinking about!"
The old man said angrily, "Hurry up and tell the Heavenly Dao that you can't transplant flowers and trees, and you can't hide the truth from the Heaven."
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the old man and slapped him on the back of his head. He squatted down and whispered, "No."
The old man was so angry that he wanted to hit her with a broom.
She added, "Unless the ancestors agree to let me be punished in my father's place."
Zhang Xiaojia's face was full of tears as she looked at the old man stubbornly
The uncle said, "Give it a try! Dad, I took your phone and sent a group message under the order of the Heavenly Master. The whole clan chanted sutras and prayed to the ancestors."
Zhang Xiaojia sat down cross-legged and recited scriptures. All the tribesmen in the tribe and those practicing outside sat down cross-legged and prayed for blessings. The thunder struck for a whole day and a night, and finally stopped.
When Zhang Xiaojia was happy, the entire tribe was hit by the precise rain and was soaked to the bone.
For the next month, every day, the tribesmen were hit by precise rain, and Lin was chilled to the bone.
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