Skilled in managing a house

Everything was ready, and everyone in the ward focused their attention on Zhang Yu, wanting to see what Zhang Yu would do.

Even Fang Tao, who was on the hospital bed, was staring at Zhang Yu to see what kind of mystery Zhang Yu could pull off.

Zhang Yu was very calm. He sat on a chair, folded a paper figure out of white paper, and then wrote the name "Feng Lian" on the front and Feng Lian's birthday on the back.

After writing, Zhang Yu picked up another piece of white paper, looked at Fang Tao, and said, "Excuse me, please write a word on this piece of paper. However, it needs to be written with blood."

"Ah? Why do you still have something to do with me?" Fang Tao asked a little unhappy.

"Of course it's none of your business. You are the master of suffering, and only your blood can work." Zhang Yu said.

"What's the use?" Fang Tao said disdainfully.

Zhang Yu didn't bother to explain to him. For a person like this, he probably wouldn't believe him even if he explained. Therefore, Zhang Yu directly handed the paper to Xu Hui and said, "Auntie, I leave it to you."

Xu Hui looked at her son and said, "It's not just for you, please cooperate."

"Okay, okay... I want to see what tricks he can do... But I have to write it with my blood, I am injured." Fang Tao was very reluctant.

"It's so far away from the heart. You've given out so much blood that day, but you still have this to say." Fang Tong was very dissatisfied with his brother's attitude and said this.

"Even if you write one sentence, it doesn't mean there are too many strokes. You can make do with it." Xu Hui said.

"Okay, stop talking. Find a knife and make a cut on my hand. Please tell me how big it is." Fang Tao said helplessly.

"Ten centimeters is enough." Zhang Yu gestured with his hand.

Fang Zhonghua found a fruit knife and made a small cut on his son's finger. Fang Tao followed Zhang Yu's request and wrote the word "口". Fang Zhonghua immediately returned the paper to Zhang Yu, and everyone's eyes focused again.

Zhang Yu placed the folded paper figures in the middle of the word "口". Everyone was puzzled. Fang Tao said disdainfully: "What kind of mystery is this?"

"There is a person in the word "kou". What word do you want to read?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Nian prisoner!" Fang Tong rushed to say without Fang Tao's reply.

Everyone present also thought about it, and they were all surprised that there was such a way.

Fang Tao still disagreed and said, "Is this enough?"

"Of course not. If it works like this, wouldn't it be too simple?" Zhang Yu smiled slightly and took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket.

This time he bit off the fingers on his left hand and started drawing on them. It’s unbearable to rely on my right hand all the time.

Soon, he drew a lucky charm. There are many kinds of luck, including wealth luck, love luck, bad luck, bad luck, etc. But the so-called luck does not mean that it can be brought about easily. What matters is that time is also destiny, and luck cannot be forced. Otherwise, it will easily backfire and double the retribution will be on the caster.

Zhang Yu's luck charm is based on taking advantage of the situation. What he attracts is official Fei from bad luck. But as he said, Guan Fei does not mean to crucify people, but to see whether you have done evil and whether you have harmed the misfortune. If you are innocent, it is impossible to attract official charges. In addition, it also depends on your own destiny. If you have strong luck support, even if you commit murder and set fire, and attract official misconduct, you will still be fine.

He lit the candle, stood on top of the lucky talisman paper figure, and chanted plausibly in front of the candle, "It's hard to distinguish between doing good and doing evil. It's hard to distinguish between doing good and doing evil. It's clear when you attract officials. It's not in vain. It's not in vain. The water is level, and the clouds are moving in all directions." Just like the law..."

After reciting, Zhang Yu placed the entire piece of paper, together with the paper figures and lucky charms on it, on the candle and lit it, turning everything into ashes.

"Okay, you can wait." Zhang Yu said.

"That's it? It's too easy to fool. I thought it could be a big trick." Fang Tao looked at Zhang Yu with disdain.

Zhang Yu ignored him at all, walked up to Xu Hui and said, "Auntie, the matter has been finished. I will leave now."

Xu Hui also felt that it was not very reliable. How could it be so simple? She also thought it could be so mysterious. The result was not like what was shown on TV. It took a long time to work. It was an understatement.

But the money has been given, and now she can only hope that it will be useful. She said: "Thank you then, I will give it to you."

Everyone sent Zhang Yu and Hua Yunong out of the ward together. After the two went downstairs, Hua Yunong said: "Now that we have obtained the Jianyan Yuanbao, should we go back now?"

"This alone won't work. I'm afraid it's too late today. I have to go back and make preparations. How about this? You take me to the bank first and I'll cash the check." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay, it won't be less than this moment." Hua Yunong nodded.

The two got in the car and asked the female driver to drive to the bank.

Zhang Yu now looked at Hua Yunong's face. Hua Yunong smiled and let Zhang Yu look at it casually.

After watching for a while, Zhang Yu said: "After leaving Guangming Mountain, your Yintang will no longer be dark. It seems that your destiny is closely related to that place. I will take a look when we go there tomorrow."

After hearing this, Hua Yunong's heart trembled, but he immediately smiled and said: "Okay, okay, tomorrow will all depend on you, the little god. By the way, the method you just did in the ward can really help people heal." Will it cause official trouble?"

"I don't know either." Zhang Yu smiled.

"You don't even know, this is no longer a lie. You are quite interesting. I asked you to help me with Feng Shui. I'll give you some money, but you don't want it. What's good this time is that I didn't even know if I could do it, but I just said it. One million." Hua Yunong smiled again.

"Who made that guy default on his debt? Now he asks me for help. Of course he can't be polite." Zhang Yu said proudly.

When he arrived at the bank, Zhang Yu transferred the one million to his card. He still owes Xia Yuechan 300,000 yuan. One day he will have time to call Miss Xia and pay her back the money.

After finishing this work, Hua Yunong sent him home. He hadn't finished stringing the money and sword yet. Without this thing, he really wasn't sure about going to the tomb tomorrow.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Yu started to work hard until nine o'clock in the middle of the night.

As Zhang Yu had expected, after the Jianyan Yuanbao was strung together, it gradually emitted a trace of mana after being penetrated by mana. If time passed, Zhang Yu might not be able to tell which one was attached. of.

Yang Ying lay on the bed and watched quietly. This serious boy was really worrying.

The next day, Hua Yunong came to the agency to pick up Zhang Yu as promised, and the two of them took a car and went straight to Guangming Mountain. When they met, Zhang Yu couldn't help but look at Hua Yunong's face, everything was as usual. But after arriving at Guangming Mountain, Hua Yunong's Yintang turned black again.

This kind of change was something Zhang Yu had never seen before. Perhaps it was fate that this place was also the place where heavy rains would bring disaster. If it doesn't come, that's it. As soon as it comes, it will be a calamity.