novelaction Chapter 118 Fearful
Chapter 118 Fearful
"You and Grandpa Feng must be extra careful in the near future. I have a bad feeling about this." Rong Huan reminded him.
"What did you figure out?" Feng Ji's tone became more serious.
Although he found Rong Huan's abilities incredible, he couldn't help but believe them.
"It hasn't been calculated. This kind of warning cannot be calculated." Rong Huan said.
If she could figure it out, she wouldn't have to worry so much.
"Don't worry about me. I will also arrange for help from Grandpa. Just don't act tough when you encounter problems."
After Feng Ji finished speaking about his side, he asked, "How about I arrange a few bodyguards for you?"
"This is not impossible."
Rong Huan thought, why not make arrangements for all the members of the Jiang family?
Feng Ji smiled after hearing her answer: "Okay, I'll help you arrange it."
After ending the call with Feng Ji, Rong Huan thought about the time when Jiang Mi had a car accident. Her eyebrows twitched for several days.
It doesn’t have to happen today.
Rong Huan's face darkened. Who would be in danger?
The face of Wan Pengzhi that he saw today flashed through Rong Huan's mind.
is it him?
If it was him, then wouldn’t it be Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin who would be in danger!
Rong Huan had just returned to the Jiang family for a while when he rushed to the community where Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin lived.
She will be with them all this time!
Guard them!
Old Master Jiang looked at Rong Huan's anxious look and sighed.
Why is this girl so irritable today?
......
Wan Pengzhi looked gloomy.
He was fired by Lou Yuzhen's artist management company.
Lou Yuzhen fired Wan Pengzhi not entirely because of Rong Huan.
But Wan Pengzhi's eyes looked very bad.
Not to mention that Rong Huan was invited by her today, even if someone else had a grudge against him.
Unless he is the murderer of his father, the look in his eyes is too straightforward and he is not suitable to work in an artist agency like theirs.
She also asked the senior who was supervising Wan Pengzhi during his internship, and that senior also said that he did not think highly of Wan Pengzhi, saying that he was too selfish and held grudges, and that he would not be able to pass the probation period.
It would be better to let him go earlier.
However, Wan Pengzhi didn’t think so.
He saw Rong Huan with their boss this morning, and he was fired in the afternoon. It is hard not to suspect that Rong Huan was the one who got him fired.
Lou Yuzhen didn't think too much about it when she did this. She just hired whoever she wanted for her company.
"Want a fortune-teller? Ten dollars."
When Wan Pengzhi was passing by the overpass, a fortune teller squatting in the corner grabbed his trouser leg and said in his extremely hoarse voice.
Wan Pengzhi had no intention of telling fortunes. He looked at the fortune teller fiercely and said, "Go away and don't bother me!"
"Sir, judging from your face, you've been having a lot of bad luck lately, and someone in your family died not more than two months ago."
The fortune teller saw that he was rude to him, but he was not angry. He continued: "You were just fired by the company today, and the reason you were fired was because you met a villain."
After hearing this, Wan Pengzhi looked at the fortune teller as if he had seen a savior.
I quickly squatted down and said to him excitedly, "Master, you are amazing! That's right, I've been very unlucky recently. Someone really died in my family. It was my sister. Also, I was fired from the company today. Someone got me fired!"
When the fortune teller saw that he admitted it, he nodded slightly, but was not in a hurry to speak like before.
"Master, do you have any solution? Please help me get rid of my bad luck."
Wan Pengzhi took out a fifty-yuan cash note from his pocket and handed it into the fortune teller's bowl.
He originally only wanted to give ten dollars.
But apart from the fifty-yuan note, he only had a hundred-yuan note left in his pocket, so how could he be willing to give it?
The fortune teller didn't look at the fifty yuan in cash that Wan Pengzhi handed him in the bowl.
His gaze stayed on Wan Pengzhi's face for a moment, and then he slowly said in his hoarse voice: "It's because someone blocked your luck that you have been having bad luck recently.
How about this, you come with me to my house and ask for a statue of the deity, place it at home, burn incense and kneel before it every day, and I guarantee that your fortune will improve within seven days.”
"Really?" Wan Pengzhi's eyes lit up.
"You'll know if you try it."
As the fortune teller spoke, he stood up and walked towards the underpass.
Wan Pengzhi hurried to follow.
It was not until late at night that Wan Pengzhi returned to the community carrying a wooden box big enough to fit a baby.
When Mrs. Wan saw her son bringing back such a large wooden box, she asked curiously, "Son, what's in it?"
"A statue of a god." Wan Pengzhi said with a happy face: "Mom, you must not open this. Tell Dad not to open it either, otherwise it will anger the statue of god."
Seeing how much he treasured this thing, Mrs. Wan also became nervous: "Can this statue protect our family?"
"Of course!" Wan Pengzhi looked at the wooden box with his eyes full of piety: "Within seven days, our family's fortune will definitely improve."
Mrs. Wan was skeptical. It was not like she had never seen people worshipping Buddha before, but it was useless.
"Mom, we have to burn incense and kneel down to worship him every day. He will bless us!"
Wan Pengzhi found a good spot at home and placed the wooden box on display.
However, it looks weird no matter how you look at it to see such a medium-sized wooden box being worshipped.
From a distance, it looks like a small coffin placed there.
......
Rong Huan now lives in the same community as Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin.
When she woke up in the morning, she felt something was wrong with the neighborhood.
Rong Huan walked around the community but couldn't find the source.
The space between her eyebrows still twitches from time to time.
She told Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin about what was wrong with the community and suggested that they move to another place.
"If I don't live in this nice house, where else can I live?"
Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin looked at Rong Huan and asked.
Rong Huan had told them before that she could now read faces and other things, which was taught to her by the lame old man.
But she was still young at that time and didn’t understand many things, so she never knew how to read faces.
Now she understands and can read it.
Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin believed in these things, and the lame old man that Rong Huan mentioned was Cao Qifan.
When they first picked up Rong Huan, Cao Qifan had already figured it out, and they were very convinced of the old man's abilities.
When Rong Huan was a child, he and a group of other children often asked this old man to tell them stories.
Perhaps it was at that time that the old man accepted Rong Huan as his disciple.
"Mom and Dad, I have another house. It was given to me by my grandfather on my birthday. You can go and live there for a few days and then come back to live here after a while." Rong Huan said after thinking for a while.
Rong Zhilin and Liu Xiuqin looked at each other and finally nodded.
The child is already worried, so they might as well move in and live there for a while.