Qin Ruan was sitting on the seat in front of the stall, folding his arms and leaning lazily on the chair.
"Since you got this white jade pendant, things have happened one after another in your family. First, your grandson had an accident at school and broke his leg. He is now lying in the hospital.
?Then it was your daughter-in-law. Well, she must have been in a car accident on the way home three days ago. The accident was not serious and no one was injured, but she lost a lot of money. "
When Qin Ruan opened his mouth, the old man took off his sunglasses impatiently, revealing his face of shock and surprise, and his eyes flashed with light.
He couldn't tell whether he was angry or annoyed.
Qin Ruan stopped talking, and the old man suppressed his blush.
After a while, he pointed angrily at Qin Ruan: "That's nonsense! It's all nonsense!"
"Next is your son. He either had his hand cut off while cooking or fell down on the ground. He made frequent mistakes at work. He should be fired by the company in a few days."
Qin Ruan had a sense of confidence all over his body, and his attitude was indifferent and condescending: "You know whether this is nonsense or not."
The old man¡¯s surname is Song, and he is known as Song Banxian. He has set up a stall under the Tongsha Overpass for many years.
He still has some skills and is convinced of certain things.
Every word Qin Ruan said was what had happened in his family.
First, my beloved grandson had an accident, then my daughter-in-law had a car accident, and recently my son has been having troubles one after another.
During this time, he suffered from headaches and a few hairs turned gray.
I don¡¯t know if there is something wrong with the feng shui at home, or if someone is plotting against me.
His little grandson was so well-behaved and sensible, yet he broke his leg in school.
My daughter-in-law, who has been driving for more than ten years and has solid driving skills, was involved in a car accident. Although she lost a lot of money, she was fine.
Last night at home, he was thirsty and walked out of the bedroom to look for water in the middle of the night. He saw his son in the living room with a sad face.
When I stepped forward to ask worriedly, I found out that my son had messed up an important project of the company and was in danger of being fired at any time.
He has never told anyone about these things, so how could the little girl in front of him know about it.
Could it be that the other party is an expert?
Old Man Song shook his head gently in his heart.
Qin Ruan¡¯s age is not convincing at all.
The youngest master who is worshiped and respected by everyone is middle-aged.
In their industry, the older you get, the more popular you are. Even if you are young and have some skills, you can't compare to those old guys.
When Old Man Song¡¯s face turned green and white, Qin Ruan reached out to him.
¡°What are you going to do?!¡±
Song Banxian covered his neck with the pendant hidden in his clothes, his face full of vigilance.
The other party's attitude was too cautious. Qin Ruan's smile faded and he frowned: "The white jade pendant you are wearing around your neck is a dead person's thing. It was just unearthed and has a strong evil aura. Your body bones can't hold it down at all."
"You know this as well?!"
Song Banxian was surprised again.
The pendant around his neck actually had an unknown origin. It was a group of scalpers who needed money urgently, so he was lucky enough to pick it up.
¡°If this was sold openly, the value of the jade pendant itself would probably not be enough to buy it even if it was ten times the half of his savings.
Qin Ruan raised the corners of his lips with an unclear expression: "Since you know it belongs to a dead person, do you dare to touch it?"
You must know that these things that have been buried underground for thousands of years are buried because they have the ability to suppress.
Being buried in the ground all year round absorbs relatively strong negative energy and carries heavier evil spirits.
No one knows what these things went through before they were buried.
If these things see blood, the situation will become worse and people will die.
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