Little Taoist Priest Live Broadcasts to Raise Funds

Chapter 98 Who is this kid from?

Zhan You's words made Mr. Zhan very angry: "I told you to find someone to save him. If you dare to take the opportunity to hold a funeral, you really don't take my words seriously, right?"

"Where is Xiao Chen? If you dare to cremate him, old man, I will donate my family property to the country and I won't leave you a cent!"

When Mr. Zhan walked toward the small coffin angrily, Yaya was staring at a little ghost with her big round eyes.

That was a very beautiful little boy, he looked to be only five years old.

Probably because he didn't know what happened, the little boy's eyes were full of confusion.

Knowing that the child was Mr. Zhan's great-grandson, Yaya walked towards the child and said in a sweet voice, "Hey, my name is Yaya."

When the little boy heard someone talking to him, he blinked twice, but did not reply to Yaya. He just stared at Yaya quietly.

Yaya knew that the child was wondering why he could be seen, and replied with a smile: "Yaya is a Taoist priest, so Yaya can see you, and Yaya can help you return to your body."

As soon as Yaya finished speaking, the little boy frowned and glanced at his biological grandfather, then at his great-grandfather Zhan.

In the end, he shook his head silently.

Yaya: "Oh, you don't want to be resurrected."

Because she was outside, Yaya's tone was calm, but she was actually very anxious inside.

She calculated that Mr. Zhan was here because of his great-grandson's soul-leaving syndrome, but she didn't calculate that Mr. Zhan's great-grandson didn't want to return to his body at all.

But she took Mr. Zhan's money, and the cause and effect has been attached to her. What should I do?

When Yaya was distressed, Mr. Zhan there had already opened the coffin and took out the great-grandson's stiff body, regardless of the obstruction.

The old man looked happy. Fortunately, his stupid son did not expose the body of his great-grandson Zhan Beichen directly to the air. The weather is hot now, and if the coffin does not cool down, the body will soon deteriorate.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhan showed a bitter expression again.

He was eighty-five years old, but he was still happy that his great-grandson's body had not deteriorated.

When Mr. Zhan took his great-grandson's body out of the coffin and walked outside, the surrounding guests had already gathered around him.

One of the old couple and young couple came over to show off. They were Zhan You, the son of old man Zhan, and the young wife Zhan You forced his first wife to death and married another.

Zhan You persuaded Mr. Zhan earnestly: "Dad, Xiaochen has really passed away. We also asked the abbot, and the abbot said that there was no way to save him. Even if he was saved, he would still leave his soul, so we arranged a funeral for him. I hope he leaves in good condition.”

The woman echoed: "Yes, Dad, let Xiao Chen rest in peace?"

Mr. Zhan ignored the two of them and continued to walk towards Yaya with his great-grandson in his arms.

The other guests also kept talking.

"If a child dies, he dies. Why doesn't Mr. Zhan just accept his fate?"

"That's right, that's right. I don't know what Mr. Zhan is thinking. He insists on writing the name of a child who will die at any time in his will."

"What a pity. Here is a great-grandson, and there is a biological son and biological grandson. What does it mean to leave your inheritance to a child who is about to die?"

There were also those who agreed with Mr. Zhan and said with emotion: "Oh, Zhan Beichen is a pitiful child. He lost his parents at a young age. As a great-grandfather, I should protect him."

"On the contrary, Zhan You, my biological grandfather, has gone too far. He only thinks about his son who was born into the mistress, and now he wants to give the family property to others."

Listening to everyone talking about his family's dirty things, Mr. Zhan didn't have time to care.

They were right after all.

The son of their Zhan family had indeed done the disgusting thing of doting on his mistress and forcing his first wife to die, and now he is still looking forward to the death of his own blood.

He silently carried the body of his great-grandson Zhan Beichen to Yaya, and prayed with tears: "Little Buddhist Master, please save my great-grandson."

"The abbot of Anguo Temple once said that he couldn't cure Xiao Chen's Soul Leaving Syndrome because he didn't practice Taoism enough. If someone has enough Taoism, there will definitely be a way." "You are a heavenly master at a young age. You must be If you can save my little Chen, I’ll kowtow to you, old man!”

As he said this, the old man was about to kneel down.

Yaya didn't dare to ask the old man to kneel down.

She could see that Mr. Zhan had the merits gained on the battlefield, but because he was older, his killing aura had become less intense.

Being worshiped by such an old man will in turn damage her merits.

Yaya stopped him from kneeling down, so Mr. Zhan really couldn't kneel down.

He stared at Yaya expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer from Yaya's mouth.

Yaya could only sincerely say to the old grandfather in front of her: "Grandpa, it's not that Yaya doesn't want to help you, it's that your great-grandson doesn't want to return to life."

Mr. Zhan was shocked by Yaya's answer. He looked down at his great-grandson's pale face, and for a moment he forgot to talk to Yaya again.

The topic of discussion among the people around him has changed now.

"What's the matter with being alive? Isn't Zhan Lao's great-grandson already dead?"

"Is Mr. Zhan an old fool? How can he ask a child to save his great-grandson? The request is also to ask a doctor."

"Yes, people become more and more confused as they get older. What can such a little kid do?"

"Mr. Zhan, I'm afraid he was deceived."

Everyone began to say that Yaya was a liar and asked Mr. Zhan to be careful.

The poor fat man who just said Zhan Beichen saw Lu Xingzhou at a glance, approached Lu Xingzhou and started to have a relationship with him.

"Mr. Lu, are you also invited to the banquet? As the leader of Beicheng's leading enterprise, you must help us crack down on these scammers. This has started to make children come to cheat."

The friend who came with him saw the fat man running to have a relationship with Lu Xingzhou, and hid behind the fat man and pulled his clothes.

The fat man was busy eating just now and didn't see it. The little milk baby was so small that he walked alone, and was blocked tightly by adults, so he couldn't see it unless he lowered his head.

But he dropped his cell phone and happened to see it when he picked it up. He was still wondering why the Lu family came here with a child.

No matter what the identity of the little baby is, he is always acquainted with the Lu family and Mr. Zhan.

Of course, it is up to these big guys to decide whether someone is a liar or not. They, the little shrimps, can just take a look.

The fat man's name was Zhu Da. He thought his friend was pulling him because he didn't bring his friend with him to introduce him to the person in charge of the Lu family, so he quickly stepped aside to let his friend out.

After letting him out, the fat man said cheerfully: "Mr. Lu, my friend Lin Kai thinks the same way. You must make our Beicheng business district clean, and we can't let these scammers make money from us."

"Oh? Do you all think she is a liar?" Lu Xingzhou glanced around the guests and suddenly frowned.

Zhou Wenbai was actually among the guests eating at the table, and he deliberately hid himself tightly, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Also, the Zhou family's business is in some trouble now. The Zhou family can't rely on the Lu family, so they will naturally want to rely on others.

It’s just that mud is always mud, and you can’t get into a relationship with the right person.

Mr. Zhan has made it clear that he wants to draw a clear line with his son Zhan You, who dotes on his wife and destroys his wife. How could he help the Zhou family?

Lu Xingzhou asked the bodyguard behind him to pay attention to Zhou Wenbai. After glancing at Zhu Da coldly, he knelt down and spoke to Yaya: "Little temple master, let's find a quiet place to chat with Mr. Zhan?"

Seeing Lu Xingzhou talking to a child like this with a very respectful expression, a group of guests who were criticizing Ya Ya were dumbfounded.

Where does this kid come from?

(End of chapter)