Fortune Teller Master

“Using evil things just to get promotions and wealth, your courage is not small.
I don’t know how can you enjoy a life like this.”

Zhang Jianguo’s face paled even more: “You really have the skills, you can even see this.”

Lin Qingyin sneered: “The bad luck on your face is so heavy.
Your life palace was forced to change.
If I can’t even see this, what fate will awaits you?”

Fatty Wang rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhang Jianguo earnestly.
Except for the fact that his face became paler and those dark circles under his eyes were heavier.
He really couldn’t see anything abnormal.
However, hearing Lin Qingyin’s understatement, it explained the things Zhang Jianguo tried to hide clearly.
His chest and stomach suddenly became itchy: Master, you can tell from that look in his face that his family dug their ancestral grave?

Although he can’t see it, Fatty Wang was unwilling to lose his momentum.
Many fortune tellers rely on deception!

Following Lin Qingyin’s words, he said to Zhang Jianguo, “You want to solve the problem, but you don’t want to tell us the truth.
How can there be such a good thing in this world? Let me tell you this, our master is very capable and understands the cause of the disaster in your family at a glance.
If you encounter a two-and-a-half assed person, you can hide things without worry, but do you think such kind of person can help you solve your problem?”

Zhang Jianguo blushed with Fatty Wang Fatty’s words, but those words also shook his heart.
So what if people understand their family problem, they can’t solve it if they don’t have real skills.

Zhang Jianguo stood up and said with a much more respectful attitude than before: “It’s too hot outside, please come to our house and have a talk.”

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The three of them took a taxi to go to Zhang Jianguo’s house.
As soon as he entered the door, Fatty Wang saw a family portrait hung on the wall.
The man standing behind Zhang Jianguo looked familiar.
Fatty Wang thought for a moment, then looked at Zhang Jianguo with some surprise: “Your son is a well-known entrepreneur Zhang Wu? What a big boss!”

Zhang Jianguo shook his head bitterly: “I’d rather he not become a big boss! To tell the truth, he caused the misfortune of our family!”

The cool breeze blowing from the air conditioner dissipated the heat on Zhang Jianguo’s body, but couldn’t remove his worries.
After boiling a pot of white tea, Zhang Jianguo told the story exactly.

“My hometown is Shanbo Province, 40 miles away from the city.
Since my grandfather’s generation, the old people in the family are buried on a slope not far behind our house.
That piece of land is our family’s ancestral grave.
There are more than 20 graves in there.
10 years ago, the province decided to build a highway, my family’s ancestral grave was within the planned scope, and so we needed to remove them.
My cousins moved my uncles and aunts graves in the cemetery in the city, but my father is the eldest son.
According to the family’s rules, he must be buried in the ancestral grave.”