[MTL] Fortune Teller Master ✔

Chapter 85

At the time of the Chinese New Year, although Shang Jinghua knew that the two younger brothers were dissatisfied with him, they let them in because of the old man’s death, but they didn’t expect these two people to take advantage of this Harmful things. Now Shang Jinghua found that he was really a mallet before letting them in.

Shang Jinghua opened the door and scolded Lao Zhang first: "Do you see what it is? Open the door? Looking back, who is missing the house?"

Shangjing's fake smile in his face froze before he squeezed it out. Some of them didn't have a good taste and gave Shang Jinghua a glance: "Brother, what do you mean? Treat me and the third boy as thieves?"

Shang Jinghua's eyes swept down to the ground. He saw that he was standing on the brick covered with gray, and said with a smile: "I'm not just worried about losing things at home, I'm more afraid that you will drop something. Oh no."

Both Shang Jingzhong and Shang Jingtian looked at each other and both murmured in their hearts, but it was not easy to break the words. Neither the filthy things buried in the yard nor the rune paper affixed to the back of the chair before the two were counted. The dummies under the bed are really harmful, but because the days of release are short and the climate is not yet intact, even if these three things are destroyed, neither Shang Jingzhong nor Shang Jingtian feels much, and also knows Shang Jinghua The hands and feet they have done have been discovered.

It was purely coincidental that they came over this time. The younger brother of the master Yang Jinhai they invited came from Lu province. Yang Jinhai was very complacent about the dummy he made, so he wanted to take him to see his skills, and by the way, see if there are any other places to start.

Yang Jinhai knew that Shang Jinghua might have exposed this attitude, but he did not worry at all, but pushed away from Shang Jing and walked in: "You are Jinghua, I am an old friend of your father. I just smelled bad news when I came home from abroad, so let Jingzhong and Jingtian take me over to worship the old man."

Shang Jingtian followed and said, "Big Brother, you may not know Yang Jinhai. When his father was alive, he often invited Mr. Yang to come to drink tea at home."

Shang Jingzhong groaned next to him, and said slightly ironically: "It's normal for the eldest brother not to know. After all, I haven't returned home for more than ten years. You may not know what friends your father has."

"Yang Jinhai?" Yang Jinghua smiled sarcastically: "My father deliberately handed me a pamphlet before he left, writing about the situation of each of his friends. I was afraid that I wouldn't neglect him. My friend, why don’t I remember Mr. Yang’s name on it?"

Let's not talk about Yang Jinhai here, even Shang Jingzhong and Shang Jingtian could not hold their faces, but no one was sure that the two did not give Shang Jinghua such a book. After all, since Shang Jinghua came back, the old man had never seen them, and only called Shang Jinghua to accompany him all day.

Seeing cheating is impossible, and Jingjing sunk his face: "Why, our brothers are not even qualified to worship their father? The father left this house!"

"Father gave me this house, and now I am the owner." Shang Jinghua blocked the road and refused to give in. "If you are worshipping, I think you would look more sincerely at the cemetery than when you came home empty-handed." Right."

These words were simply hitting the two of them in the face nakedly. When Shang Jinghua saw Shang Jinghua without tearing his face, he tore his face: "You didn't let me go in today, right?"

"Yes!" Shang Jinghua put his arms around his chest and looked at him expressionlessly: "Don't you dare to break through?"

Shang Jing grinded his teeth and said angrily: "Since you don't blame my brother, my heart is cruel." He turned and walked to Yang Jinhai, whispered in a low voice: "Master, you use the thing you buried last time. He teaches lessons."