I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

Outside the apartment building, three people huddled in the grass, looking at the motionless window. Shang Qing glanced sideways and asked them, "Want to see it?"

Meng Huai and You Ziming looked at each other and nodded.

Shang Qing took out a yin-yang mirror and wiped it with his hand, and the mirror showed the scene in the illusion.

Sun Baixiang was in a daze for a moment. His memory ten years later was obscured. He only remembered that he was still an eighteen-year-old student.

The plate in his hand was sticky, greasy, and exuded an unpleasant smell. Sun Baixiang suddenly felt furious. Why did he have to do these tasks of carrying plates and delivering water?

Why was he adopted by a couple who ran a breakfast shop instead of being taken home by a rich boss?

Why are his adoptive parents not willing to give him even 100 yuan for Internet access? Sure enough, he is not his biological son... Ha!

The adoptive father stirred the things in the pot and yelled at the same time: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come over and help!"

Sun Baixiang was so angry that he threw a pile of plates to the ground, "I won't do it anymore! I'll do it to whoever I love!"

The adoptive father was startled. The spatula hit his back, leaving a greasy mark. "You brat, you dare to throw things! Don't you have to pay for the plates?"

Sun Baixiang ducked sideways and said mockingly: "Why, even the plate is more expensive than me?"

The adoptive father wanted to say something more, but the adoptive mother was sweating profusely and urged: "Don't worry about the child for now. Come back to work quickly. There are still two cups of soy milk left!"

The adoptive father didn't care what to say and immediately went back to make soy milk.

Sun Baixiang snorted coldly, brought a breakfast and started eating by himself.

It was busy until about ten o'clock in the morning, and there were few people in the breakfast shop. The adoptive parents were so tired that their whole bodies ached. After pressing each other a few times, they walked to the living room upstairs and found Sun Baixiang watching TV.

The adoptive mother paused and asked: "Xiao Xiang, have you had breakfast? If not, I will make it for you."

Sun Baixiang said lukewarmly: "I'll starve to death by the time you make it for me."

The adoptive father glared at him, "Why are you talking to your mother!"

He turned around and entered the bedroom and took out a wad of money. "School will start in a few days, right? This is the tuition fee. Count it."

Sun Baixiang's face looked happy, but after counting, he frowned, "Why is it just such a small amount, where is the living expenses?"

Adoptive father: "These are not enough? How much more do you want!"

Sun Baixiang: "I go to school in a big city, and my monthly living expenses are at least 5,000, which makes me laugh!"

The adoptive father stood up excitedly, "Five thousand? I just open a breakfast shop, how can I have so many! Do you want these?"

Sun Baixiang looked at him coldly, "I know you don't regard me as your biological son, so I'm surprised. I've been helping in the shop every day during the two months of summer vacation. Even hiring a small laborer for a month costs three thousand yuan, right?" It’s okay if you don’t give me living expenses, just bring me your salary!”

The adoptive mother couldn't help but stepped forward, "What nonsense are you talking about! We don't regard you as our biological son, how can we support you until you go to college? You are a teenager, and you don't help with the work at home during the holidays. You are so lazy and so delicious. Why do you have the nerve to ask for salary when others are laughing at you?"

Sun Baixiang sneered, "Did I ask you to raise me? You want to raise me, but you don't expect me to provide for you in your old age? Didn't you adopt me because you couldn't give birth?"

The adoptive mother looked at him in shock, as if she didn't expect him to say such a thing, "You...you...Xiaoxiang, when will we expect you to provide for us in old age? You have been lazy since you were a child, have you ever cooked a meal for us? ?Did you bring us a bowl of water? We..."

Sun Baixiang was determined not to believe what they said, so he impatiently put the wad of money into his pocket, "Get your living expenses ready quickly!"

Then he went back to the bedroom, closed the door and fell asleep.

Outside the fantasy world, Meng Huai was so angry that his face turned red, "Why is this guy so bad! It's not easy to open a breakfast shop. He asked for five thousand, and it was still five thousand ten years ago!"

You Ziming clicked his tongue twice, "Such a person has no conscience. Even if you give him a hundred thousand or millions, let alone five thousand, it won't satisfy his appetite. This couple has raised a white-eyed wolf!"

Shang Qing looked calm and said, "Keep reading, the heartless ones are still behind."

The fantasy continues.

At night, there was a faint light coming from the couple's bedroom. The adoptive mother wiped away her tears and sat on the edge of the bed. She said softly: "We can't have this child. We have done our best to send him to college. He can walk the rest of the way on his own!" "

The adoptive father smoked and said nothing. In the blue smoke, his brows were furrowed, and his face full of vicissitudes of life was full of sorrow. "Oh, I looked so good when I was a child, but why do I become like this as I grow older!"

The adoptive mother sighed, "It's because we don't have the life to raise a child. This child has a big heart and we can't afford it."

The adoptive father smoked a whole pack of cigarettes before saying: "This time he left after school started, and don't let him come back after that. Give him the five thousand yuan!"

The adoptive mother was also silent, "I made new clothes for him and will bring them with me when the time comes... Sigh! I originally wanted to leave this shop to him in the future, but now it seems that he doesn't like it either..."

The couple comforted each other with a few words, turned off the lights and went to sleep. Little did he know that their conversation was overheard by Sun Baixiang who came out to use the toilet!

Sun Baixiang hid in the dark and sneered: Do you want me or not? I've been acting coquettishly in front of you since I was little to make you laugh. Now that you find out that I'm different from the son you imagined, you want to throw me away? How could such a good thing happen!

There is no way to get rid of me!

At four o'clock in the morning, the adoptive mother went out to the vegetable market to do shopping as usual. Sun Baixiang secretly followed her, strangled her adoptive mother to death, then transported her body to the river in a purchased vehicle and threw her body into the rolling river.

Then he quietly returned home and beat his adoptive father to death with a hammer attack. Then he hung a sign at the door of the breakfast shop that read, "There is an emergency at home, and the return date is uncertain." Then he cut the body into pieces in the kitchen.

Then he went to the building materials market to buy materials, sealed the body in the wall, then walked into the bedroom and dug out the family's savings.

It turned out to be a full 80,000 yuan!

Sun Baixiang spat, "You also said that you treat me as your own son, but you're afraid you'll be on guard against me from the beginning! Two old immortals!"

He waited in the store for two days and found that nothing happened, so he boldly sublet the store and went to school with money.

He used this money to pay his tuition, and after graduation, he used the remaining money as start-up capital to start a business. Within ten years, he became the person in charge of a small company.

This is how things should have developed.

However, this time, there was a difference.

After Sun Baixiang cut his adoptive father's body into pieces, he drove the store's car to buy building materials. When he came back, he found that the body parts piled in the kitchen were missing!

He suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Was he discovered? ! Or was it stolen?

Who would steal a bunch of corpses...

There were heavy footsteps behind him. He turned around in horror and found that it was the adoptive father he had killed!

No, it was his adoptive father who was chopped into pieces and put back together again!

The adoptive father was covered in blood and his body was full of spliced ​​cracks. He came over with a painful expression, "Xiao Xiang, why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me? Are we not treating you well?"

Sun Baixiang screamed, "Ah——! Ghost! There is a ghost!"

The adoptive father dragged his broken foot closer step by step, blood pooling in shallow puddles at his feet, "We worked so hard to raise you so big, we deserve you!"

Sun Baixiang was forced into a corner and collapsed on the ground, "No! Don't come over... don't come over... I was wrong, I shouldn't kill you... I was wrong..."

The adoptive father bent over and brought the broken skull in front of him. Blood flowed down his face. "Xiao Xiang, look at me. Look at me like this. Why don't you dare to look at it? This was not caused by you." Of?"

Sun Baixiang was so frightened that his throat rattled, but he couldn't say anything. He waved his hands wildly and suddenly hit something - the machete he used to dismember the body!

The extreme fear made his heart full of violence. I killed you for the first time, will I be afraid of killing you a second time?

Sun Baixiang raised his machete and slashed at the familiar face with a ferocious expression - "Go to hell! You're already dead, why don't you let me go! Go to hell! Go to hell -!"

A sound like chopping a watermelon sounded, and Sun Baixiang chopped hard until the person in front of him was chopped into pieces!

The ground was stained with blood. He was breathing heavily and his eyes widened. Was he dead? Shouldn't he die this time?

A smile appeared on the face that was spattered with blood. Sure enough, if he could kill this coward breakfast shop owner the first time, he could kill him the second time!

Suddenly, his smile froze——

On the bloody ground, a bloody hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his ankle!

The blood stain turned into a painful face, "Xiao Xiang, it hurts me so much when you cut me..."

Sun Baixiang shouted: "Ah——! Let me go! Let me go!"

The figure made of flesh and blood stood up. Blood was flowing down from the adoptive father's body. The force holding Sun Baixiang down was surprisingly strong, "Xiao Xiang, it's because we didn't teach you well or how to be a good person. This time, let's let him Let me teach you—"

A bloody hand raised the machete.

Sun Baixiang opened his eyes in horror, "No! Don't! Dad, I was wrong! Dad, I know I was wrong! Please let me go! Don't you like me the most? Didn't you say that I am your good son... I , I will never do anything wrong again! Ah——!”

The machete swung down steadily and cut off his left foot.

Then the right foot, calf...

Sun Baixiang felt that he was dreaming, otherwise he would still be alive after his waist was cut off! He wanted to escape. He dragged his bloody wounds around and crawled around, but he couldn't crawl out of this bloody place. He could only watch as he was chopped into pieces, just like what he did to his adoptive father...

A gray shadow flew out of the window of the apartment building and got into the soul-nurturing charm on Shang Qing's waist.

Shang Qing raised his hand and touched it, feeling the strong pain, sadness and regret coming from the talisman.

The illusion ends, and the Yin-Yang Mirror returns to calm.

The two people around him were silent for a while, and Shang Qing frowned, "Don't be afraid, I..."

Meng Huai suddenly raised his head, "Shang Qing, is this what you see every day?"

Shang Qing nodded without knowing why.

Meng Huai suddenly frowned, "How uncomfortable that is!"

You Ziming also put his arms around Shang Qing's neck, "I tell you, buddy, if this happens in the future, call us. What if you are scared alone?"

Shang Qing looked at the two worried faces in front of him and patted his head one by one. "What are you thinking? How can I be so timid?"

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."

The two people behind them looked at each other and caught up, "I didn't say you were timid..."

"It's us, are we too timid?"

"By the way, Shang Qing, let's leave now. What if the bad guy doesn't surrender?"

"This is not easy to handle. If you don't surrender, I will scare him again until he is scared out of his wits!"

Shang Qing walked in front with a faint smile, and the two of them followed behind, playing around. Meng Huai suddenly sighed, "Actually, these two couples are good people. They say good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded. Why don't good people die a good death?"

Speaking of this, You Ziming also panicked, "That kid is so bad, even if he is sentenced to death tomorrow, he still enjoys the blessings of the past ten years!"

The two of them turned to look at Shang Qing at the same time, which meant: Please enlighten me!

Shang Qing thought for a while, raised his finger and pointed to the sky, "You must know that good and evil will be rewarded not as a rule, but as a principle."

He waved his hand and said, "I'm going home first."

The two people behind them looked up at the sky at the same time. What does that mean?