Female President's Ace Soldier

"Zhengxiong, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom—what did you feed me! It made me have diarrhea for a long time!"

Cao Zhengxiong is now sure that there is something wrong with the dumplings, because when he was in the toilet just now, he took a special look into the toilet seat and found that the dirt was some undigested beef...

Have loose bowels?
Hearing these three words, Mrs. Cao felt as uncomfortable as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue sky. She never thought that the almighty Jesus did not bless her, but instead let that old-fashioned crooked talk make sense!Could it be that there has been a bloody disaster in the family recently?
"Cao Dong, there should be nothing wrong with that dumpling, right? You see, I didn't react after eating it?"

Zuo Dong saw the old lady Cao's face was livid, thought she was frightened, and quickly gave Cao Zhengxiong a wink; Cao Zhengxiong didn't want to hurt the old lady's heart, so he changed his words, "It may be that there is something wrong with the lunch. "

"Does your stomach feel better now?"

Granny Cao collected herself, and looked at Cao Zhengxiong anxiously.

Cao Zhengxiong covered his stomach and said, "There is nothing in my stomach, I feel better; Mom, I have something to do, I'm going home first!"

After all, the old fox walked out of the villa without looking back.

Mrs. Cao didn't chase, because she was still thinking about that old-fashioned old man.

Unexpectedly, before Cao Zhengxiong walked a few steps, he felt very uncomfortable in his stomach. With the lessons learned from the past, this guy didn't dare to hold back anymore this time, so he had to quickly turn around and run to the toilet.

Seeing Cao Zhengxiong's distressed appearance, Zuo Dong felt a little funny in his heart.

Granny Cao was extremely anxious, and after seeing her muttering to herself, she quickly ran to the garden outside the villa.

Zuo Dong didn't understand the details, so he didn't follow out, but walked slowly towards the toilet on the first floor, because he was worried that Cao Zhengxiong would encounter the embarrassing thing just now, so he could go out to help buy pants again.

"Old-nosed, old-fashioned, you come out to my old lady!"

After leaving the gate of the villa, Mrs. Cao yelled in the garden of her own compound, "You said see you, hurry up and let me out!"

"Boss, I'm calling you, hurry up and get out!" Seeing Mrs. Cao's anxious figure in the car DVD, and hearing her eager shouts, Lei Jun said to Ma Minghui again with a smile.

Ma Minghui looked at the time on the phone and said, "It's not yet nine o'clock, isn't it a little too early to go out now, I said ten o'clock will be there or not!"

"Haha, hurry up and get out, or it will be too late and the old lady will die in a hurry, and I won't be able to get a penny out!"

"It makes sense!"

Ma Minghui nodded, then pushed open the car door, ran a few more times, and in a flash, he climbed over the wall at the southeast corner of the villa area.

"Old lady, you are calling for an old Taoist!"

After crossing the wall and running a few more times, Ma Minghui appeared in front of Mrs. Cao without changing his face.

At this time, the sky was already dark, because it was cloudy all day, and there were no stars in the sky, but fortunately, bright street lamps were installed everywhere on the roads and paths in the villa area; , or a flash of neon.

Seeing the Ox-nosed old man standing in front of her with a fluttering white beard, Mrs. Cao hurriedly knelt down and begged, "Master, please save me quickly?!"

"Old woman, what's the matter with your son?"

Ma Minghui asked in pretended surprise.

"My son has diarrhea, didn't you predict the future in the afternoon?" Mrs. Cao was still very stunned, and tears flowed from her eyes in a flash.

"Oh—so, the old Taoist divination in the afternoon is absolutely true?"

"It's absolutely true!" Mrs. Cao nodded repeatedly.

"Then you believe me?"

"Believe it, absolutely believe it! Master, hurry up and tell me how to resolve this disaster." Granny Cao grabbed Ma Minghui's wide trousers and begged again.

At this time, Zuo Dongji rushed out of the house to get Cao Zhengxiong medicine to stop diarrhea, because the old boy's buttocks were hurting, and he felt it deeply. up.

"I'm not going to talk about resolving the disaster. The most important thing now is to help your son drive away the devil and calm down his vitality!"

Ma Minghui stroked the long white beard on his chin, and said something decently.

"Yeah, listen to Master!"

Granny Cao nodded again, and at the same time, she was thinking: as long as this old man with a strong nose can cure Zhengxiong this time, then my old lady will not believe in that shitty foreign religion in the future, and she should convert to my Taoism in Greater China!
"By the way, master, how do you calculate this fee?"

Mrs. Cao reckoned that the old man's asking price would not be too low, so she asked this question with special concern.

Unexpectedly, Ma Minghui, a bull-nosed old Taoist, shook his head and said, "The old Taoist has practiced all his life, and it is his mission to save the common people, and he will not accept half a penny from the old woman!"

"What, you don't charge half a penny? Did I hear you right?!"

Mrs. Cao couldn't believe her ears. She knew that those monks would charge tens of thousands of dojo fees for a religious ceremony. Now this rather mysterious old Taoist didn't charge a penny. Could it be that his heart is really Bodhisattva heart?
"It's true that you don't charge a cent, old lady, the old way doesn't tell lies." Ma Minghui nodded solemnly.

"Oh—how can I do it!" In an instant, Granny Cao was moved to tears, and thanked again and again, "Thank you, master, thank you, master."

"You're welcome, old lady, please."

Enough pretending, it's time to get down to business!After Ma Minghui smiled sinisterly, he helped Mrs. Cao up from the ground.

Mrs. Cao was eager to save her son, and hurriedly led Ma Minghui into the spacious and bright living room.

At this time, Cao Zhengxiong went to the toilet for the fifth time, and walked towards the sofa with a panicked face.

Looking at the old boy's walking posture, Ma Minghui knew that his legs were weak and his butt might still be in severe pain, so he couldn't help but secretly laughed again.

"Mom, it's so late, why did you bring the beggar in?"

Because Ma Minghui was wearing makeup, Cao Zhengxiong didn't recognize him, he just thought the old guy in front of him was a liar asking for money.

"Zhengxiong, why did you talk to the master?"

Granny Cao glared at Cao Zhengxiong, and then asked Ma Minghui with a smile on her face, "Master, do you dare to ask your Daoist name?"

"The name of the old Taoist is Tianmenzi."

Ma Minghui stroked his white beard and replied with his head held high.

"Hmph, what kind of shit, if you don't want to be beaten, get out!"

Cao Zhengxiong was furious, but he didn't expect Ma Minghui to hit the gun. Immediately, the old guy killed him several times with his eyes.

"Zhengxiong, how can you talk to the master like this? Hurry up and admit your mistake to the master!"

Mrs. Cao saw that Cao Zhengxiong was so unreasonable to Master Tianmenzi, she hurried to him and tugged at his trousers, then put her mouth next to his ear and whispered, "You know, this is Master Tianmenzi. I figured out that you were going to eat the dumplings I made, and—— figured out that you were going to have diarrhea!"

"Mom, are you not confused?"

Cao Zhengxiong looked at Mrs. Cao in disbelief, and then waved his hand in front of her eyes.

Granny Cao pushed his hand away and said, "Do you think I'm mentally ill?"

"I do not believe!"

"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it. Hurry up and admit your mistake to Master!"

"Humph—Niubi, don't play tricks here! I'll count to three, get out of here, or my bodyguard will come back, and you'll have to go around!" At this moment, Cao Zhengxiong seemed to be out of control.

Faced with the old man's abuse, Ma Minghui was not angry at all. He just smiled and said patiently, "Cao Dong, you are a businessman, why don't you have a belief? Many people like you My boss, you must hang a Ping An Fu on your chest to keep you safe! If you have diarrhea tonight, you have run into an evil spirit, so that the evil spirit found you to vent your anger!"

"Haha, as soon as I heard you say that, I knew you were selling Ping An Fu! Smelly liar, get out of here quickly. Did you see that my bodyguard has returned—"

As he said that, Cao Zhengxiong turned his gaze to the glass door of the living room on the first floor.

At this time, Zuo Dong was quickly walking towards Cao Zhengxiong with a bag of medicine.

"Zhengxiong, how can you talk to the master like that!"

Mrs. Cao was so anxious that she stared at her son fiercely for a few times, and then said to Ma Minghui, the "Tianmenzi Veteran", "Master, please don't be as knowledgeable as a child."

"Xiaodong, you came just in time, hurry up and drive this liar out!"

Cao Zhengxiong was already very impatient when he heard the old mother's scolding, so he directly gave Zuo Dong this order.

Zuo Dong glanced at the old Taoist of Tianmen for a few times, and found that this guy had a very strong aura, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: This person's eyes are so familiar, but he has never seen this face before!Could it be the makeup?
"Dongzi, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and drive me out!"

Seeing that Zuo Dong was indifferent, Cao Zhengxiong felt wildfire in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't pretend to be a monster in the past few minutes, otherwise he was worried that his old mother's money would be cheated by this old man with a nose and nose!
"Cao Dong, this old-fashioned old man is a bit weird!"

While handing the medicine bag to Cao Zhengxiong, Zuo Dong hurriedly whispered a reminder in the old guy's ear.

"If there is anything weird, drive him away quickly!" Cao Zhengxiong was determined to drive Ma Minghui away, so his tone could not be questioned at all.

Zuo Dong was also very helpless, and made a gesture of invitation to Ma Minghui, "Mister, please, it's best not to let me do it."

"Ouch—you two little bastards, don't offend the master!"

When Mrs. Cao said she would not listen to Cao Zhengxiong, she was so anxious that she almost cried.

Looking at the expression on Zuo Dong's face, Ma Minghui couldn't help but sneered, "You might as well try it yourself!"

"Okay, you forced me!"

Zuo Dong also wanted to try this Taoist's skills, and then he used a thunderbolt fist that was as fast as lightning.