The god-fortune boss wears an early-dead female supporting role in the chronology

Chapter 641

Wang Jiafu's three consecutive questions made Wu Laosi excited, so Master Qiao really saw something in the private house?
The third son next to him gave Wang Jiafu a hand: "Village chief, why are you telling them this?"

Wang Jiafu hurriedly said to the third son: "You kid, don't be ignorant of real people, this Miss Qiao in front of you is a real god."

The third son looked at Wang Jiafu and said worriedly: "You can't be deceived by them, village chief. You said that you rented the mountain before, so it couldn't be them. Then don't rent it. They will be liars at first sight."

Wang Jiafu was so angry that he almost hit someone.

Qiao Muyue looked at the third son from the side and asked, "Did the incidents in your family happen only in the past ten years?"

Hearing Qiao Muyue's words, the youngest son looked at Wang Jiafu instead.

Wang Jiafu said angrily, "I didn't say anything."

Qiao Muyue went on to say: "If your family went to the hospital for an examination, they couldn't find out the cause. They only said that it was a genetic disease, and it was passed on from female to male. If there is no accident, the doctor said it was a genetic disease..."

Now Qiao Muyue and Song Wanwan's biological company's biological laboratory in Huaqing University has been popularizing genetic diseases since last year. It stands to reason that this place is close to City B, so it should be the first to come into contact with the concept of genetic diseases.

It was only then that the third son looked at Qiao Muyue seriously. He had studied for several years, so when the doctor told him about the genetic disease, he didn't understand it for a long time. He asked a lot of people to find out the specific situation. He didn't tell the people in the village about this genetic disease, so the people in the village didn't know about it, but the girl in front of him actually knew about it.

"who are you?"

The third son asked seriously.

Looking at this, Wang Jiafu didn't know that the master in front of him was completely right. He patted the third son on the head: "Stinky boy, call him a master, this Miss Qiao is a real master..."

Without waiting for the third son to speak, Wang Jiafu smiled and said to Qiao Muyue: "Master Qiao, you don't know, the third son's family is really suffering. He has two older sisters above him, and the family of five is still living well. Not bad, but 13 years ago, the father of the third son had an accident and left all of a sudden..."

"Little Sanzi's mother is also a strong person. It was good to raise the three of them by herself, but five years ago, his mother became insane for no reason. First, she couldn't remember things and often lost her way. I know someone..."

"Afterwards, the elder sister and second sister of the third son also had the same situation. The third son took them to the hospital, but the doctor couldn't find out what the disease was..."

"The little third son is pitiful. He has to take care of his mother and sister every day, and has to work to support them. He has become like this at a young age..."

Wang Jiafu sighed, obviously very sympathetic to the third son.

Wang Jiafu's words made Wu Lao Si next to him slightly moved. He glanced at the third son, and then apologized seriously: "It was my fault just now, I am sorry for you!"

The third son shook his head: "It's because I overreacted, and my attitude is not good."

Seeing this, Wang Jiafu looked at Qiao Muyue again: "Master Qiao, have you discovered anything?"

Qiao Muyue also nodded at this time: "Actually, something happened to his family because he didn't choose his private house well..."

Qiao Muyue pointed to the tomb next to her, "Is this the third son's father's tomb?"

Wang Jiafu was surprised at first, then nodded again and again: "Yes, this is the grave of the third son's father, who has been dead for 13 years."

At this time, the third son was a little disbelieving: "It's been 13 years since my father passed away. It's been a few years since my mother and my sisters had accidents. How could it be related to some grave? It's nonsense."

Qiao Muyue smiled, and didn't care about Xiaosanzi's questioning, but looked at Wang Jiafu and asked, "Did the creek behind Village Chief Wang's tomb be formed in the past few years? Before your mother went crazy?"

Wang Jiafu frowned. He really didn't pay attention, because there was a small lake on the mountain, and a small stream would often form from the lake to flow down the mountain. There were four or five streams like this stream, so he really didn't care.

The third son next to him said, "Almost five or six years!"

He still knows this, after all, he visits his father's grave every year, and he will notice it.

Hearing what Qiao Muyue said, Wu Laosi's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and then he took the compass and went to the grave to look at it for a while, and then his face changed suddenly.

"Master Qiao, I see a problem..."

Wang Jiafu and the third son looked at Wu Lao Si, but Wu Lao Si walked up to Qiao Muyue and asked, "Is this shady house guilty of being showered?"

Qiao Muyue nodded slightly.

Wu Laosi suddenly realized, and then said: "It's a pity..."

Wang Jiafu and the youngest son were agitated by the conversation between Qiao Muyue and Wu Laosi. The youngest son was still skeptical just now, and it was not easy to open his mouth to ask at the moment, but Wang Jiafu was different, and asked directly: "What is it?" Get drenched?"

Wu Lao Si said: "The yin house of the ancestors is related to the future generations, so you must be careful when choosing a yin house, and you must choose a yin house that hides wind and absorbs energy. This yin house is actually a good choice. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was originally a yin house to protect future generations. But there's something wrong with this vampire..."

Wu Laosi pointed to the mountain in front of the grave and said: "First of all, the mountain in front of the grave is a three-story water-shaped mountain, just like waves."

Wang Jiafu didn't understand these things, but looking in the direction of Wu Laosi's finger, the mountain in front of him did feel like waves.

The third son retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, there is another grave about ten meters away from my father's grave, which is the second uncle of the village head. His old man's grave can also see the wave line mountain. Why is the village head's house okay?"

Wu Lao Si smiled and said, "Young man, don't worry, listen to me."

Wu Laosi finished his speech without waiting for the third son to continue, pointing to the creek behind the tomb and said: "It's strange that there is this creek behind this tomb. The creek left from the mountain just flows past the tombstone. It has formed the drenching water in Feng Shui Sha, which in a more popular sense means that a basin of water is poured down on the head, will people still be awake after a long time?"

Wang Jiafu was thoughtful, and felt that what he said made sense.

But the young man retorted again: "Nonsense, then why am I fine? I've always been fine. Could it be that my father is not my real father?"

This question stopped Wu Lao Si immediately, Wang Jiafu looked at Wu Lao Si and waited for him to answer.

Fourth Wu looked at Qiao Muyue next to him in embarrassment, asking Master Qiao for help.

Qiao Muyue received Wu Laosi's call for help, she smiled and stepped forward and said, "Because this drenched feng shui evil is originally aimed at women."

(End of this chapter)