Siheyuan: I can change size at will

Yang Weimin looked at Yi Zhonghai and felt the sincerity in his eyes.

"Master Yi, do you really have a blood feud with Cao Zhengshuang?" Yang Weimin asked.

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "It's a blood feud that will last till death."

Hiss!

Yang Weimin didn't expect that there was such a deep hatred between Yi Zhonghai and Cao Zhengshuang.

"So, Technician Yang, don't worry. As long as it helps to deal with Cao Zhengshuang, I will definitely support it wholeheartedly."

Yang Weimin seemed to have found a comrade.

"Master Yi, I finally found you. Now you are the only confidant in the whole factory."

When Yi Zhonghai saw that he had help, he became more confident.

His two helpers, Jia Dongxu, were lying in the hospital, half dead.

Sha Zhu was locked up in the factory security department and there was no way he could get out within a month.

Thinking about the humiliation I suffered in the courtyard this morning, although the matter was indeed a bit superstitious, Cao Zhengshuang had been fanning the flames.

This made him bear the crime of bed-wetting in the courtyard again.

Now with Yang Weimin as his helper, Yi Zhonghai felt that he could definitely deal with Cao Zhengshuang.

"Technician Yang, how did you become grudge against Cao Zhengshuang?"

Yang Weimin gnashed his teeth and said, "The hatred of having my wife taken away from me is irreconcilable!

He used all kinds of tricks to steal my girlfriend away."

"Your partner? Is he our factory's broadcaster, Yu Haitang?"

Yang Weimin nodded: "Yes, it's Yu Haitang.

I just saw him talking and laughing with Yu Haitang at the factory gate."

Yi Zhonghai was even happier when he heard that Yang Weimin and Cao Zhengshuang had such a deep hatred.

He immediately said, "Technician Yang, we are together by fate. I will treat you to a drink at noon, and we will discuss how to deal with Cao Zhengshuang while we drink."

"Okay, next time I'll host you, I'll treat you."

The two people made an appointment and then dispersed.

Cao Zhengshuang didn't know what was going on. After entering the workshop, he went to find Master Li who had coached him before.

He is now a level 6 fitter, so Master Li has to call him Master whenever he sees him.

"Who is that? Lao Li, come here."

Master Li was repairing a machine tool when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw it was Cao Zhengshuang.

Although he was very unhappy, Cao Zhengshuang was a level 6 fitter and a valuable figure in the factory, so he could only stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

"Hello, Master Cao!"

Although he was saying hello, there was no trace of a smile on Master Li's face.

"Master Li, we also need to keep the work area clean during work. Look at how much oil is spilled on the ground.

Clean it up quickly, or I will report your lack of seriousness in your work attitude to Director Gao."

Damn it, endure it!

Master Li didn't expect that he used to ask Cao Zhengshuang to clean the house, but today he was the one who was ordered by Cao Zhengshuang to clean the house.

Although he was not convinced, what Cao Zhengshuang said made sense.

Master Li had no choice but to put down the work in his hands and clean the surrounding area first.

After looking around and seeing that no one seemed to be looking for him, Cao Zhengshuang prepared to run away.

He used the factory's teleportation array to quickly return to the courtyard.

Then he put on the monk's clothes stolen from Biyun Temple and put on the cassock in the house.

Looking in the mirror, I found that my jet-black hair was a bit too discordant.

Cao Zhengshuang then used disguise techniques to change his face shape and hairstyle, becoming bald.

"Not bad, not bad, that's all right."

Cao Zhengshuang simply shrunk his body, then used telekinesis to fly out of the courtyard, and then restored his body.

He just squatted at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for Jia Zhang to come out.

Sure enough, not long after, Jia Zhang came out of the courtyard, apparently going to the toilet.

But she suddenly saw Cao Zhengshuang dressed as a monk, and her eyes lit up.

She walked up to Cao Zhengshuang respectfully and asked, "Master, what are you doing squatting here?"

Cao Zhengshuang immediately activated the voice changer, and a virtual selection box appeared in front of him.

There are over a hundred sounds to choose from.

For example, a pure little loli, a clip-shaped voice, a lady's voice, no, he wants to choose a boy.

He chose the voice of a mature middle-aged man and said mysteriously to Jia Zhang: “I passed by here today and found that there was a lot of resentment in this courtyard.

Dear donor, I find that you are also full of resentment.

It seems like you have been entangled by some unclean things recently?"

It has to be said that the products produced by the system must be high-quality.

The voice was impeccable and no one could guess that it was said by Cao Zhengshuang.

Jia Zhang was shocked, this monk was so accurate.

She went to Biyun Temple early this morning, and the monk told her that there was no solution.

Even though the monk didn't say anything to him, he could already see the problems in his family.

It seems that he is really a highly respected master.

"Master, please save me. I beg you to help me."

"Donor, it is fate that you met me today. Tell me, or you don't need to tell me first, just take me in and I will know it at a glance."

"Okay, Master, please follow me."

Jia Zhang immediately and attentively led Cao Zhengshuang into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the front yard, he was spotted by the police.

This police colleague had just arrived in the morning, mainly to solve the frequent thefts that had occurred in Hongxing Siheyuan during this period.

"Master, what are you doing?"

The police comrades came up to ask questions.

Being a monk or a Taoist priest is legal these days. No one from above bans them. The only thing they are not allowed to do is engage in feudal and superstitious activities.

Cao Zhengshuang didn't expect to meet a policeman, so he smiled and said, "Hello, policeman. I met a believer who asked me to read a Buddhist scripture for her deceased family member."

"So that's how it is. Master, go and get busy then."

Chanting scriptures is not considered a feudal superstitious activity, so the police comrades let Cao Zhengshuang go.

Jia Zhang brought Cao Zhengshuang home, and Cao Zhengshuang immediately closed his eyes and felt it.

“There’s a lot of resentment!”

Cao Zhengshuang then searched the room, and finally pointed to a blue bundle on the table and said, "There is something full of resentment in this bundle."

Jia Zhang was shocked. This monk was so amazing that he could actually find Old Jia's portrait through the bundle.

And what he said is so accurate.

Jia Zhang naturally knew that it was not good to engage in feudal superstitions, so she quietly closed the door to prevent being seen by the police comrades guarding the front yard, and then told the monk about her experience last night.

After hearing this, Cao Zhengshuang asked, "Has anything major happened in your family recently?"

"My son Dongxu is disabled..."

"My grandson's foot is injured..."

Cao Zheng said in a straightforward voice: "No wonder, the men of your Jia family have been constantly suffering from various disasters.

Your old man will naturally be angry when he sees that you don't take good care of the home.

That’s why I came down to beat you at night.”

"Master, is there any way to help me so that my old man won't come and beat me at night?"

"Of course there is a way, but..."