80s: Daughter-in-law Is Sweet and Sassy (My 80's Wife Is Sweet And Cool)

In just five days, Zeng Guoqiang's spirit collapsed. Whenever he closed his eyes every night, bloody words would appear on the wall, as well as strange cries. He did not dare to close his eyes or call anyone all night long. I came to accompany him because I was afraid of being embarrassed in front of my brothers and losing the prestige of my eldest brother.

Even if he managed to fall asleep, he would still have nightmares, dreaming about Wang Damao and the three of them who died tragically that year. Although six years had passed, Zeng Guoqiang could still remember the appearance of the three brothers when they died, and even the appearance of the three brothers when they died. I remember every expression clearly, every hair on my head.

It was because of this that he withdrew from the border, where money was made every day, and came to Shanghai to open a shop and earn a little money. Back then, on the northeastern border, money came so easily, and he earned more than the cornucopia. Zeng Guoqiang had never seen him in his life. Having so much money is like falling from the sky.

But it was a life of licking blood with one's head in the waistband. Although he had a lot of money, he couldn't sleep well at night. Zeng Guoqiang didn't have any psychological burden on other people he didn't know. Only Wang Damao and the three of them made their way into the world with him. The brother of life and death, who was good enough to wear the same pants, died in front of him, and he even stabbed him.

This became Zeng Guoqiang's nightmare. It was easy to deal with during the day, but whenever he closed his eyes at night, he would think of these three brothers. Over the years, he had thought of countless ways, asking eminent monks to transcend, and donating sesame oil money to the parents of the three brothers. He sent money and built a luxurious mansion. Every year during the Qingming Festival, Winter Solstice, New Year's Day, and on his brothers' birthdays, he would burn countless gold ingots, cars, and beautiful women, just to make the three brothers live comfortably there.

But it still didn't work. Six years later, these three brothers still came to ask for their lives. Zeng Guoqiang was so scared that he was scared to death. He didn't want to die. He wanted to live a long life, but he hadn't lived enough yet.

"Boss, do you want to go to the hospital and get a bottle of water?" The man couldn't understand why the boss suddenly fell ill when he was as strong as an ox.

He was still so sick that he felt so weird, as if he had seen a ghost. Of course, he didn't dare to say this. The boss was most taboo about others talking about ghosts and gods, and he couldn't say it in broad daylight.

He and several brothers secretly speculated that the boss might have a ghost in his heart, so he was afraid of hearing ghosts. After all, it was normal for the boss to be afraid of ghosts because of the sinister things he had done in the past.

"No, let me get some sleep."

Zeng Guoqiang shook his head feebly, his eyes were sunken deeply, his eyes were black and blue, his face was sallow and thin, and he was visibly thinner. He lay on the Taishi chair with his eyes closed to rest, and he was covered with a thick blanket, refusing Got the guy's suggestion.

It's useless even if he hangs a ton of water like this. He's just asking for his life. Doctors are useless.

Zeng Guoqiang planned to go to the temple to ask for an amulet when he felt better, or to inquire about a Taoist temple that could come to his home to drive away ghosts. If he continued like this, his life would really be over.

"Boss, do you want to eat soup dumplings?" the waiter asked enthusiastically.

"No, don't bother me!"

Zeng Guoqiang waved his hand impatiently. When he heard about food, he thought of yesterday's wedding eggs. He had no appetite at all. He was afraid that there would be those weird words on the buns, so he would rather be hungry.

The boy walked aside obediently and glanced at Zeng Guoqiang from time to time. The boss's appearance was so unusual. He felt like a ghost as the old man said. It would be best to invite a Taoist priest to take a look.

Just when I thought about it, I heard shouts from outside: "Look at the Feng Shui and test the horoscopes to find auspicious names and explore the treasure holes. If it doesn't work, I won't charge you!"

Although the sound is not loud, it can be transmitted far, just like the sound transmission in martial arts, talking into the ear of the waiter. The waiter's eyes lit up, this is really sleepy and he gave me a pillow. Is it really God's will?

He hurriedly ran out to look for someone, and saw an old Taoist priest with a celestial spirit at the entrance of the alley opposite the store, talking to an aunt. The aunt looked familiar to him. She often passed by the door of the store with a vegetable basket, and she lived there. In the alley opposite.

The Taoist priest was wearing a patchwork robe and had a long gray beard. He was holding a bell in his hand and a signboard, which said "Look at the Feng Shui, test the eight characters, pick the auspicious name, and explore the treasure hole." The calligraphy was also very beautiful. , flying like dragons and phoenixes, this old Taoist priest looked very impressive. The man was moved, thinking that this was the savior sent to the door by God.

But the guy still wanted to hear what the Taoist priest and the aunt had to say, so he walked over and was about ten meters away, just within earshot.

"Master, you're so awesome. I've lost my ring for half a year. I didn't expect to find it just yesterday when you pointed it out. It's under the chest of drawers at my house. Oh, my grandson actually stuffed it into it. You are really a fairy. Master, thank you, you must accept this money!" The aunt said with tears of gratitude, and kept giving money to the Taoist priest.

"We agreed it would be free, but I can't break the rules."

The Taoist priest bowed and refused the aunt's money.

"Then you have to accept this snack. I fried the spring rolls myself. I won't feel sorry if I don't accept any of them."

The aunt gave the Taoist another bag of spring rolls. This time the Taoist did not refuse and thanked the aunt.

The boy was very excited to see this. This Taoist priest is an expert. Even if he lost his ring for half a year, the boss's illness will definitely be solved. As he was about to go over, he saw another aunt coming out in a hurry. She looked familiar. , and often pass by the store door with a vegetable basket.

The two aunts obviously knew each other. After saying hello, the latter aunt said eagerly: "Master, I was just looking for you. Thank you so much. If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known that my old man had given birth." I've been sick for a month because of the scissors under the bed. Not to mention I wasted money and took a lot of medicine. As soon as I took out the scissors, my old man ate two bowls of rice last night and asked me to Making braised pork!"

"How is your old man?" the aunt who came first asked with concern.

"Well, I also had a big bowl of green vegetables and rice cakes in the morning. I don't know who Shaqiandao put the broken scissors. The scissors are facing the end of my old man's sleeping side. How can he not get sick?" The aunt later said with hatred. Hate said.

"It's good to find the reason. Fortunately, I met the immortal master."

"Yes, I came here specifically to thank the immortal master."

Later, the aunt took out ten yuan and forced it to the Taoist priest. This time the Taoist priest did not refuse and accepted it. The two aunts also went home happily. The boy rolled his eyes and turned into the alley. He had to inquire again. Ask around, you must be more careful when doing things for the boss.

"Two aunts, I want to ask you something. Is that Taoist priest just now really that powerful?" The clerk stopped the two aunts.

"Oh, it's so powerful. It's much more powerful than that blind man in Cotton Alley. He knows everything on earth and half of it in heaven. It's amazing!"

"The blind money man is not even half as good as this immortal master. My old man owes everything to him, Amitabha!"

The two aunties were full of praise, their tone and expressions were sincere. The boy was convinced and ran out of the alley happily. He was going to find an immortal master to exorcise the ghost from the boss.