Fortune Teller Master-Chapter 132.1: Little Master Part 1

It was several days after Old Man Song woke up, lying in the intensive care unit with tubes inserted and bandages all over his body. After Old Man Song was approved to return to the general ward, the Fifth Apprentice was full of snot from crying: “Master, the intensive care unit is very expensive. Your savings have been used up. If you don’t come out, we will have to sell the villa.”

Old Man Song was able to move his arm at least before, but now he can’t even move his fingers. He lay on the hospital bed with tears of grief and indignation. They are all engaged in metaphysics. He was slow and didn’t think about other things, but this time he was struck by lightning. What else could he not understand?

No wonder in the cave, the stone chased and smashed him as if it was aiming at him. While Jiang Wei’s clothes were not even a bit damaged. No wonder he survived even if he fell into the underground river in a coma. No wonder he was struck by lightning when he scolded Jiang Wei. He was the favorite son of heaven, while he was just an adopted son!

No, he couldn’t even be counted as an adopted son!

Old Man Song felt sad and wanted to cry when he remembered the time and effort he had spent in these years. He worked all his life for Jiang Wei. Why he didn’t think about it and tied him back?

The Fifth Apprentice didn’t know what Old Man Song was thinking, so while gnawing on an apple, he said: “Master, Master Zhu was scared after you were struck by the thunder that day. He said that it must be Lin Qingyin trying to take revenge for her apprentice, so thunder struck from the heaven. He will go back to summon righteous people to attack Lin Qingyin and fight with her.”

Old Man Song lay on the bed and hummed. He knew that Master Zhu was going to fight for justice, but in fact, he was simply going to bully the young and weak. They have known each other for half a lifetime, and none of them dare to say that they were righteous. Even if he does less bad things in ordinary times, the biggest bad thing he had done was to kidnap Jiang Wei and sacrifice his blood to open a formation for himself. But in the end, he didn’t get anything. He was smashed by the stones falling into the cave. Finally, he came back from the brink of death and was struck by lightning.

After thinking about it, Jiang Wei didn’t do anything but got the opportunity smoothly. He was so lucky, so what more his master could be? Before, Old Man Song didn’t think about this aspect carefully. He just wanted to have a share of the pie. But now that he was struck by lightning, his mind calmed down.

Lin Qingyin was less than 20 years old, but her divination, feng shui, and formation array were all very powerful. The most frightening thing was that girl could learn the skill of summoning thunder from the sky, which killed many people. He heard that some guy who acts mysteriously and likes to play ghosts in Qindao was killed in the street after fighting with Lin Qingyin.

In Qi City, it was winter, but to chop off her enemy, it rained a lot. To have this talent, God must have been protecting so much.

Old Man Song thought that it might be a good thing that he was struck by lightning in advance. At least he could not die. As long as you don’t scold that little bastard… …

Before he finished his words in his heart, Old Man Song felt that the bright weather outside had suddenly turned cloudy. Old Man Song, who was lying on the bed, was so frightened that his urine pipe trembled. He quickly grunted and begged for mercy: “Don’t, I dare not do it again, I dare not do it, I am the bastard.”

The Fifth Apprentice, who was sitting and eating apples, heard his Master making strange sounds. He thought he wanted to say something, and pulled his oxygen mask down: “Master, what do you want to say?”

Not long after the onset of severe illness, Old Song, whose respiratory function was still poor, felt a sudden lack of oxygen. He felt like a fish out of the water. He rolled his eyes and looked like he was about to have a heart attack

The Fifth Apprentice looked down at him with an apple in his mouth for a long time, until the machine that was connected to his body alarmed. The Fifth Apprentice threw down the oxygen mask and rushed out: “Doctor, my master has passed out!”

The medical staff who came in a hurry rushed to give first aid, and finally rescued Old Man Song after a long time. The head nurse glared at the Fifth Apprentice angrily: “Why did you take off his oxygen mask?”

The Fifth Apprentice looked innocent while saying: “My master wants to talk to me, but I can’t hear clearly through the oxygen mask.”

Feeling that the light outside the window was bright again, the frail Old Man Song wanted to cry in despair: I know the reason why I survived after being smashed by stones or struck by lightning. It’s to cut meat with a blunt knife. How frustrating.

God, you better hack me to death! This time, it’s too scary! I’m afraid I can’t stand the excitement!

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“Qingyin, did you do the homework assigned by Mr. Zhang? I have a problem that I can’t work out. Let me take a look at yours!” Chen Zinuo took out a pile of papers from her suitcase, and while sorting them out, she complained: “Usually, there is not much homework to do during the holiday, but now we have too much homework during the winter vacation. You don’t know, when I meet with my high school classmates, they all laughed when they this news.”

Shen Qianqian’s voice was soft and waxy, but she complained ambiguously: “Other colleges don’t assign winter and summer assignments, only our Professor Zhang. By the way, Qingyin, aren’t you very familiar with Jiang Wei? The instructor assistant of our class. Did he say whether Professor Zhang would read the papers we made?”