Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall - Chapter 8 Tongsha flyover, give pointers to the maze

  Chapter 8 Tongsha flyover, give pointers to the maze

  Qin Ruan sat on the seat in front of the booth, folded his arms and leaned back lazily on the chair.

  "Since you got this white jade pendant, there have been a series of accidents at home. First, your grandson had an accident at school and broke his leg. He is now lying in the hospital.

   Later, it was your daughter-in-law. Well, it should have been a car accident on the way home three days ago. The accident was not serious and no one was injured, but she lost a lot of money. "

  As early as Qin Ruan spoke, the old man was anxious to take off his sunglasses, revealing his shocked and surprised face, his eyes flashed brightly.

  He couldn't tell whether he was angry, or he became angry from embarrassment.

  Qin Ruan stopped talking, the old man blushed.

  For a while, he angrily pointed at Qin Ruan: "Stop talking! Nonsense!"

   "Next is your son. He was either cut off for cooking or fell on the ground. He made frequent mistakes at work. He should be fired by the company in a few days."

  Qin Ruanhun showed a sense of self-confidence under his body, his posture was indifferent and condescending: "Is it nonsense? You always know it in your heart."

  The old man's surname is Song, and he is known as Song Banxian. He has been selling stalls under the Tongsha overpass for many years.

  He still has some little abilities, and he is convinced of certain things.

  Every word Qin Ruan said was something that had already happened in his family.

  First, the most beloved grandson had an accident, and then the daughter-in-law had a car accident. Recently, the son has also been unsuccessful one after another.

  During this period of time, he suffered from a headache, and his hair turned white.

  I don’t know whether it was the problem with Feng Shui at home or was calculated by someone.

  His little grandson is so good, so sensible, and he broke his leg at school.

  My daughter-in-law is more than ten years old and has a stable driving skills. She actually had a car accident. Although she lost a lot of money, she was fine.

  At home last night, he was thirsty and walked out of the bedroom to find water to drink. He saw his son looking sad in the living room.

   stepped forward to worry about asking, only to realize that his son had messed up an important company project and was in danger of being fired at any time.

  He has never told outsiders about these things. How did the little girl know about it?

  Could it be that the other party is an expert?

  Old man Song shook his head lightly in his heart.

  Qin Ruan is here at his age, and he has no convincing power at all.

  Masters who are admired and respected by others, and the youngest are in middle age.

  In their industry, the older they are, the more popular they are. Even if they are young and light, they are not as good as those old guys.

  When Old Man Song’s face turned pale, Qin Ruan stretched out his hand to him.

   "What are you going to do?!"

  Song Banxian held the pendant under his neck and was concealed in his clothes, with a vigilant face.

  The other party's attitude was too cautious, Qin Ruan narrowed his smile and frowned, "This white jade pendant on your neck is a dead thing. It has just been unearthed, and it is very angry. Your bones can't hold it down."

"You know this as well?!"

  Song Banxian was surprised again.

  The pendant on his neck was actually unknown. It was a group of dumplings who needed money urgently, and he was lucky enough to pick it up.

  If this is sold on the surface, the value of the jade pendant itself, I am afraid that half of his savings will not be able to buy it.

  Qin Ruan curled up the corners of his lips, his expression was unclear: "Since you know it is something dead, you dare to touch it?"

  Be aware that these things that have been buried in the ground for thousands of years are buried because they have the ability to suppress them.

  Buried in the ground all year round, the negative energy absorbed is relatively strong, and the evil spirit it carries is relatively heavy.

  No one knows what these things have experienced before being buried.

  If these things have seen blood, the situation will get worse and life will be lost.

  (End of this chapter)