Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

Chapter 13-14

 Chapter 13 Bestie's Public Enemy

"Boom!"

The next second, the New Year's paintings hanging on the wall spontaneously ignited.

Seeing this, the grandfather, father, and grandson trio turned pale with fright.

"Hurry up and get water to put out the fire!" Zhang Qingshan shouted.

The three hurriedly ran to the kitchen and the bathroom to get water.

"Trinkle..."

What happened next was even more unexpected.

While the three men and a housekeeper were about to get buckets of water to extinguish the fire, the massive crystal chandelier above the living room fell.

The crystal chandelier came crashing to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Right after, the painting that was burning turned into ashes instantly.

Faced with the strange things that happened rapidly, everyone in the living room fell into a dead silence.

"All of you... Did you see that?"

After a long time, Zhang Qingshan spoke up with a pale face.

His son, grandson, and housekeeper all nodded with complicated expressions.

"Thank you for saving my life, Master. I salute you."

Zhang Qingshan kneeled on the ground as if he had gone mad.

He kowtowed three times respectfully to the spot where the New Year's painting had been hung.

If it weren't for the New Year's painting that had spontaneously ignited, the three would probably continue to stand and talk.

Once the crystal chandelier fell above them, none of them could escape uninjured.

Even if they didn't die, they would definitely be severely injured.

"Could it be that there really are people who can predict the future?"

Zhang Jianshe, who had deemed Chen Yu a scammer, had his worldview crumble bit by bit.

Even Zhang Xiaobei, still studying and firmly believing in science, was also in a daze.

There was no electronic circuit in the painting, so it was impossible for it to spontaneously combust into flames.

However, the impossible had happened.

At the same time, this saved their lives...

"I understand; I understand now."

Zhang Qingshan stood up after kowtowing, looking crazy.

He laughed foolishly at the wall.

"Dad, did Grandpa suffer a shock and go crazy?"

Zhang Xiaobei tapped his temples.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Jianshe slapped his son's head and asked carefully, "Dad, what do you understand?"

"I can't say. I can't say."

"A master wouldn't say, and those who say are not masters."

Zhang Qingshan was so excited that his body trembled.

No wonder he felt so comfortable when passing Chen Yu's shop.

It was clear that there was a master in the midst of cultivation.