My uncle is Lin Zhengying

After finishing speaking, she took out another compass, closed her eyes, pinched the magic formula with her hands, and began to forcibly calculate Zhang Jing's fate.

After a while...

"puff!"

Wang Hui opened her eyes, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Her originally good-looking face turned pale, and her breath instantly became sluggish.

It looked like he was seriously injured.

Fortune-telling and counting, how could he still be injured!

"Master Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jing asked quickly.

Conscience in heaven and earth, he didn't do anything, and he didn't take the initiative to ask the other party for help in fortune-telling!

What's going on now?

Don't seriously injure this Mrs. Wang just because of fortune-telling for yourself, and let her husband Zhuge Kongping settle accounts with you, that would be very wronged.

He still has to rely on Zhuge Kongping to earn merit points by killing zombies!

"No...not in the way..." Wang Hui reluctantly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, panting and reluctantly said.

Her eyes were full of shock and unwillingness, she scratched her head, and muttered: "How could this be! Why can't I figure it out! Why can a person's fate be so strange? I, Wang Hui, have fortune-telling For so many years, I have never encountered such a situation! Even my husband, the heads and masters of those famous schools, no one's fate is so amazing!"

Zhang Jing heard the words and expressed helplessness.

In this world, I am afraid that no one's fate can be more surprising than him.

Wang Hui muttered to herself for a while, but finally she looked up at Zhang Jing and asked, "Fellow Daoist, if you dare to ask Gao's name, who is he from?"

Zhang Jing arched his hands and said, "Maoshan sect, Zhang Jing."

"Maoshan School...Maoshan School..." Wang Hui began to mutter again, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhang Jing stared for a moment, then simply took this opportunity to explain the purpose of coming straight to the point, saying: "The next time I come to Jichuan, I actually have a main purpose, which is to pay a visit to Master Zhuge Kongping. I don't know if Wang Daoyou can help introduce you. "

"Meet him? What's so good about him, a big fat man..."

Wang Hui replied subconsciously, and then she smiled awkwardly and said with a cough, "You want to see my husband, no problem, no problem. I can take you to see him now."

"That's troublesome." Zhang Jing said thanks.

But he thought silently in his heart, Master Zhuge Kongping, is he really a big fat man?

Chapter 409 Bronze Armor Corpse!

"Zhang Daoyou, have you had any adventures in the past?"

"Or have you encountered some fairy enlightenment?"

"Who are your parents?"

"Oh, it turns out that your father is Henry Zhang! I heard that he was the first genius disciple of Maoshan back then, and his reputation was quite loud even in the north. However, even your father's fate is not so surprising, right?"

On the way home, Wang Hui kept asking about Zhang Jing's past.

It seems that she is very determined to win or lose, and she is worried about Zhang Jing's fate because she cannot calculate Zhang Jing's fate.

Her home address is very close to her fortune-telling shop, and it takes only a few minutes to walk there.

It is a large mansion with a vast area. There are a lot of vegetables in the yard, and there are gardens and rockeries. Although the decoration is not very luxurious, it reveals exquisiteness and elegance everywhere.

"Here we are, fellow Daoist Zhang, please come in."

Wang Hui opened the gate and led the way, while Zhang Jing walked behind.

Ok?

As soon as Zhang Jing entered the room, he raised his eyebrows and looked forward, only to see a zombie flying towards the two of them with a menacing aura.

Before he had time to think too much, Zhang Jing subconsciously prepared to make a move due to conditioned reflex.

Good luck, right?

Could it be that there are merit points that can be earned when you just come here?

However, Zhang Jing immediately resisted the urge to make a move.

How could there be zombies in Zhuge Kongping's house?

He used to think that Wang Hui was a charlatan with no name, and he thought Zhuge Kongping might be too.But later it turned out that Wang Hui was indeed a master of the Book of Changes, gossip, and fortune-telling. Naturally, Zhuge Kongping would not be in vain.

really.

Seeing the zombies rushing over, Wang Hui was not flustered at all, instead she kicked her eyes, her face straightened, and she sank into her dantian, as if the injury she suffered during the fortune-telling just now had healed up a lot, and she roared like a river lion: "Zhuge Kongping! Zhuge Xiaofang! What the hell are you doing!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his right leg and kicked the zombie flying over.

puff!

The zombie was kicked to the ground, and there was a scream of 'ouch' from the house inside, and soon a boy about thirteen or fourteen came out clutching his chest, and shouted, "Mom, be gentle!"

This person is Zhuge Xiaoming, the son of Wang Hui and Zhuge Kongping.

They also have a daughter named Zhuge Xiaohua.

One son and one daughter, the twins born at the beginning, were very lucky.

It's just that the name is a bit too casual.

Xiao Ming, Xiao Hua...

It's too easy.

Wang Hui glared at her son and said, "It's none of your business if I kick a zombie. Why are you covering your chest?"

Zhuge Xiaoming said aggrievedly: "I'm not a father yet. He then conducted experiments on me and did some 'human zombie psychic'. Now he has made me psychic with zombies. I can control zombies now, and I can do whatever I want to do with zombies, but just now I also feel pain when the zombie is kicked by you."

Wang Hui and Zhang Jing turned their heads at the same time and looked at the zombie that was kicked away just now.

Sure enough, the zombie moved in sync with Zhuge Xiaoming, and was covering his chest with his hands, looking in pain.

Seeing this, Wang Hui was furious, and the Hedong Lion yelled, "Zhuge Kongping, get out!"

"What's the matter, what's the matter? What's the matter? Didn't you just go out for a while, why did you come back so soon?"

While talking, a short, chubby man came out from the inner room. His height was estimated to be less than 1.7 meters, but his weight was estimated to be more than [-]. He had a big head and a big belly.