Sister-in-law comes for treatment

Seeing that Wang Tiezhu didn't speak, Shen Sanshi reminded him again: "Xiao Wang, did you hear me?

I said those people might live a long life.

You can't calculate it accurately. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from the distance, and the pedestrians on the road fled in all directions as if they were running for their lives.

The posture was like if you were slow to escape, you would get into big trouble.

Shen Sanshi turned around when he heard the noise, and everyone on the road ran away.

A large empty space was left on the road.

In the middle of the open space, the few people he had just survived fell to the ground, rolling around, and screamed from their mouths.

Soon their movements became muted and their shouts became inaudible.

Everyone's mouth and nose were bleeding, and their bodies were twitching.

After a while, the body stopped twitching and lay motionless.

Several men in uniform went up to check and found that they were all dead.

Shen Sanshi's scalp felt numb and cold sweat broke out down his back.

There was only one voice left in my mind.

"The calculation is really accurate..."

Wang Tiezhu's expression was cold, and he quietly watched all the people who had kidnapped his parents die, and said silently in his heart: "Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil.

If God doesn't repay you.

I'll pay it myself! "

He took out his phone and called an ambulance. The doctor checked and said that all those people had cerebral hemorrhage.

Confirmed dead, with no hope of salvation.

The onlookers on the street stood at a distance and kept talking.

"Those who suffer from cerebral hemorrhage are all elderly people, and young and old people rarely suffer from cerebral hemorrhage."

"There's something fishy about this today. Several young men suffered a cerebral hemorrhage together."

……

Not only were they puzzled, but even a few people in uniform thought it was unusual.

They made several phone calls and finally pulled the body away.

Without the excitement, the pedestrians watching the excitement on the road gradually dispersed.

Business has returned to normal.

Wang Tiezhu continued to sell tomatoes for a while. Most of the people near Muyang Town had already tasted the taste of tomatoes.

After the novelty wears off, some wealthy people who like the taste will continue to buy it.

But most people are still reluctant to buy it.

Nowadays, the people who come to sell tomatoes are in twos and threes, and there is no longer a spectacular sight of queuing up.

Shen Sanshi was pacing beside him like a puppet.

It has been in this state for half an hour and it hasn't stopped yet.

As I said just now, if Wang Tiezhu's calculations are accurate, he will become his master and serve Wang Tiezhu tea and water.

But Wang Tiezhu is only in his twenties.

Do you really want to become a disciple?

There is another important question, why is Wang Tiezhu so accurate?

He has learned the fortune-telling skills passed down from his ancestors for decades, but his practice is still limited.

He can only look at luck, and he can only look at a small category of luck.

A person's fortune includes wealth, love, officialdom, luck, fortune, good luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad omen, bloody disaster, and death.

But all he could see was bad luck.

He couldn't see any other fortunes at all.

He suspected that Wang Tiezhu could see the calamity of death.

He was even surprised that last time Wang Tiezhu said that he was destined to have no children and would be alone all his life.

I also saw his destiny.

But in the profession of fortune-telling, becoming a disciple is like recognizing a father. Even if times have changed, there is no need to retire in old age.

But the ethical relationship between master and disciple still exists. Once he becomes a disciple, he must perform the disciple ceremony when he meets Wang Tiezhu.

Stopping, he saw Yang Jun calling "Master" and respectfully asking for medical advice.

He made a decision.

He walked up to him and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Master, disciple Shen Sanshi pays homage to the master."

Pedestrians passing by saw this and immediately stopped to watch.

Several vendors nearby also forgot to sell and looked at this scene curiously.

Wang Tiezhu was chatting with Yang Jun. When he saw this, he hurriedly reached out and said: "I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?

It’s not good to have so many people around watching. "

Shen Sanshi shook his head: "Disciple admires the master's superb skills, he can tell the fate of a person's death at a glance.

The disciple admires you so much that he asks the master to accept him as a disciple. "

The moment he knelt down, he made up his mind not to care about the eyes of the people around him.

This……

Wang Tiezhu was worried. He didn't understand the fortune-telling business.

Although he has thousands of methods, it is only a medical method, and the knowledge in it is as vast as the ocean. He has just begun to get a glimpse of the door, and he may not be able to enter the palace for the rest of his life.

Fortune telling was unfamiliar and obscure, and he had no energy to dabble in it.

Seeing the people around him pointing and pointing, he looked a little confused: "There are so many people watching, you should get up first."

Next to him, Yang Jun was smiling from ear to ear. A few days ago, Shen III even laughed at him, saying that he was apprenticed to a young man.

It's not embarrassing either.

Unexpectedly, this guy was more than ten years older than him and wanted to become his disciple.

He also felt excited thinking about calling him Senior Brother: "Master, Junior Brother is so sincere.

Just accept it. "

Junior Brother?

This is because I want to be a senior brother.

Shen Sanshi frowned when he heard this. This guy was more than ten years younger than him. How could he say "senior brother"?

But in order to become a disciple, he could only hold his nose and admit it: "Brother is right, please accept me as a disciple."

Wang Tiezhu saw more and more people around him.

I felt like I was being watched like a fool. I felt very uncomfortable and waved my hands impatiently: "

Don't be like this, okay? We are treated as crazy, and I can't even sell tomatoes. "

Shen Sanshi knelt still and said, "I won't get up unless you accept me."

Seeing that there were more and more people watching, Wang Tiezhu said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll take it, get up quickly.

Shen Sanshi was overjoyed when he heard this: "Thank you, master, thank you, master."

Wang Tiezhu turned around, pretended not to notice, and continued selling tomatoes.

Yang Jun accepted two apprentices in a daze, and it was okay. He taught him some medical skills and allowed him to harm fewer people, which was considered a good deed.

But what's going on with a fortune teller?

The pedestrians on the road dispersed and the tomatoes were almost sold out.

Wang Tiezhu chatted with two apprentices.

Yang Dajun was a little excited: "Junior brother, is your fortune telling true or false?

I treat infertility, and I still have a 20% cure rate.

Is your fortune telling true or false? Come on, come on, tell me your fortune. "

The corner of Shen Sanshi's mouth twitched. Looking at his face, he could only see bad luck: "Are you sure you want me to show it to you?"

Yang Jun nodded: "You used to always push back, but now there is no reason to refuse."

Shen Sanshi became a junior disciple and felt a little dissatisfied: "Since you asked me to tell your fortune, I won't be polite.

Let’s say it first, don’t be angry if you say something bad. "

Yang Jun had seen Shen Sanshi tell fortunes, and he always coaxed every guest to leave with a smile.

So he didn't take it seriously at all: "I'm not angry, you just figure it out."

Shen Sanshi nodded and said to Wang Tiezhu, "Master, I've made a fool of myself."

Wang Tiezhu nodded. He was also a little curious about how Shen Sanshi did his fortune telling. According to what he learned from Wandao Jue, you must first become a fortune teller before you can be qualified to learn fortune telling.

Shen Sanshi is an ordinary person and cannot really tell fortunes.

He wanted to see how this guy could lie.

Shen Sanshi's expression gradually became serious, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Jun's face.

As he watched, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, he shook his head slightly and sighed: "Senior brother... you are full of bad luck."

Yang Jun's face suddenly dropped: "What do you mean?"

Shen Sanshi's face turned bitter. He only looked at bad luck: "Senior brother, I don't care if your hall is dark and you are plagued with bad luck. Be careful with your words and actions in the near future."

Yang Jun gritted his teeth after hearing this and grabbed Shen Sanshi's collar: "Old Shen, what do you mean? When you tell others' fortunes, every time you tell others' fortunes, you always get good fortune, great official luck, good luck, and peach blossoms...ever I've never seen you say an unpleasant word.

When you come to my place, you are plagued with bad luck.

Are you looking for trouble on purpose? ! "

Shen Sanshi looked gloomy. This was the reason why he was unwilling to use his ancestral skills. Otherwise, he would get beaten easily.

"Brother, what I said is true!"

Yang Jun angrily pushed Shen Sanshi: "Get out of here."

Wang Tiezhu looked at it for a while, this was different from the fortune telling he imagined: "Show it to me too.

I am not angry. "

This……

Shen Sanshi looked embarrassed: "Master, you can even calculate the calamity of death.

Just don't embarrass me. "

Death robbery?

Wang Tiezhu knew that this guy really believed that he could tell fortunes, so he coughed and showed his master's style: "If I ask you to tell fortunes, you can tell them, there is so much nonsense."

Shen Sanshi confirmed again: "Are you sure you're not angry?"

Wang Tiezhu hummed: "I promise you won't be angry!"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Shen Sanshi took a deep breath and began to observe Wang Tiezhu's facial features. After looking at it, he said with a troubled face: "Master, let's not talk about the result..."

Wang Tiezhu was a little displeased: "Why are you dawdling?

Say it faster! "

Shen Sanshi swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "Master... you... you have bad luck, endless and endless."

Wang Tiezhu's face turned livid when he heard this: "Get out of here, I'm a teacher, you're a bastard teacher, get out!"

This……

Shen Sanshi frowned: "Master, didn't you say you're not angry?

I am telling the truth! "

Wang Tiezhu said angrily: "I told you to get out because I was telling the truth!"

When Shen Sanshi saw that his master was really angry and walked quietly to the side, he knew that he couldn't tell fortunes.

He almost got beaten when he opened his mouth.

He couldn't figure out why he only learned to look at bad luck among so many fortunes.

Isn’t this asking for trouble?

Wang Tiezhu was very angry at the fortune telling. Seeing that the tomatoes were sold out, he was not in the mood to go to the front office of the clinic.

Driving back.

As soon as I got home, I saw Zheng Fang at home.

Wang Tiezhu remembered Shen Sanshi's words and had bad luck again and again.

It turned out to be bad luck.

It's never good to meet this guy: "Why are you at my house?"

Zheng Fang's expression was a little unnatural. Every time he met Wang Tiezhu in the past, he would always be arrogant and speak in a condescending manner.

Now in order to cure his illness, he must bow his head.

He forced a smile: "Tie Zhu, I'm here to apologize to you.

You cured Xiaolu. I have thought about the past two days.

I found that I was wrong, terribly wrong.

I put food and wine at home and invited you to dinner, which is considered a formal apology to you.

I hope you can enjoy it and move on. "