cheng ying7

Everyone has secrets in their hearts. There will be no perfect people in this world. There is darkness in your heart and mine, but we control ourselves under the cloak of law and morality. I don't feel happy, and you won't feel happy. You never know what it is. Your heart is always unsatisfied, always empty, and hope is filled.

When what I can know is not bound by the law, the evil in my heart is fully exposed. Just like this time, my revenge, to be honest, I don't know what the result will bring, but I don't even have any regret in my heart. Although this is a derogatory to myself, I really long for this full power and very eager for my ability.

This is a common problem. I am weak, but I am not willing to be weak. I hope that one day I will have an unexpected life. He is an alien, who can be omnipotent and pretend to be an ordinary person like a certain countryman in his trousers. In fact, the sense of superiority in my heart is incomparable.

Just like my previous ordinary people, I suddenly felt that I had a lot of secrets. These secrets have always given me hope, feel that my life is still valuable, my natural good luck, and so on give me a slight sense of superiority. But the more you do this, the more afraid you are of the unknown.

"Bell Bell."

The phone rang, and I picked it up and looked at the number. In fact, I have never remembered the old man's number, nor is it in my phone book. But I was born with numbers**, and I can't remember them at a glance.

"Hey." I picked up the phone very flat.

"Beibei, come and have a look. Aunt's son is not good." The old man was very anxious on the other side of the phone.

"What's the use of going to the hospital?" I know it in my heart and pretend to be confused.

"... Beibei, anyway, come and have a look." The old man's tone was a little tough.

"Why, that's not my home. Didn't you get kicked out last time?" Hard-line to me? It's okay if he doesn't kneel and beg me now.

"Beibei, be obedient, come and have a look." The old man has nothing to say. I think he will talk a lot, but now his words seem to be very urgent, a trap? What kind of trap can trap me? You might as well go and have a look. When the entertainment is all of a sudden.

"Okay." Hang up the phone and call the red ticket immediately.

In a short time, I stood downstairs and waited. From afar, I saw half of the body stretched out of the window and greeted me. This stupid girl came again.

When I got on the car, I had nothing to say: "Why are you here again?"

"Sister, don't do this. I heard that there are interesting things again." Jinshang completely ignored my indifference and leaned on me desperately.

"Go and go. Don't be so close to me. Stay away." I can't stand being so close to me early in the morning.

"I know that my sister is the best for me. What are we going to do today?" Jinshang is much more normal next.

"Go to the acceptance, our results." I rubbed her head and enjoyed it like a kitten. I almost cried out.

"Okay, you two, here we are." The red ticket can't stand it anymore. The excuse is that we are about to stop fighting. In fact, we have just entered the community. I think he is distressed by me and embarrassed to say it.

This face has to be given. I asked Jinshang to sit down and sort out my emotions.

When I came to the house where the old man lived with his mistress and wife again, my mood was still relatively complicated. As soon as he knocked on the door, the old man looked at me with a complicated look.

"Why don't you invite us in?" I sneered.

"Come in." The old man turned around and felt that his back was much more hunched.

As soon as I entered the door, the air was dirty and turbid that almost made me cough up my lungs.

"Sister Guozi? What's wrong?" When Jinshang saw that I was holding my breath and was extremely uncomfortable, he asked.

"It's okay." I bowed to her and reassured her that they couldn't see it. The black particles with mold floating in the air are very disgusting. This room is full of molds, and these molds are all negative emotions of their family. I didn't expect it to be so many in a few days.

"What did you ask me to see?" I try not to pay attention to the differences in the air. Relax and breathe.

"Look at your aunt's son." After saying that, the old man led the way in front of him.

I found that he looked wrong. Is there any conspiracy? Even if there is any conspiracy, I'm not afraid. I won't kill people openly. As long as I don't use manpower to cause harm to me, what am I afraid of in those aspects? Born with good luck.

When I came to one of the rooms, I knew it must be his son's room when I came last time. Now that I come in this time, I see an extremely thin young man lying **. The skin of the whole body is pigmented, sweating, and bloodless. The young man heard someone come in, opened his weak eyes, and his eyes were all yellow and dyed.

"Beibei, what's the reason?" The old man suddenly asked me.

He suspected that I was the one who did it. Originally, the old man's IQ was not low. If you think about it, you must know that I did it.

"Do you doubt me, my tampers?" I looked at him sideways.

"Since you left, this family has become more and more unfamily. Who aren't you?" The old man talked about it.

"What's wrong with you? Everything is on my head. This is too ridiculous." I don't admit it, but the expression on my face is not like that at all.

"A few days after you left, your aunt's son was diagnosed with liver cancer. As a result, the doctor said that there was nothing he could do in the hospital, so he came back." The old man said.

"That's the doctor's, no matter what mine is, can I make him get liver cancer?"

"Who are you?" The old man must have said it was me.

"If I have this ability, will you still be alive?" The bomb made the old man tremble on the spot.

"I don't care what method you use, I must make him good." The old man said fiercely.

"There is liver cancer in the first place. Do you think it can be controlled by manpower? If you don't look at other masters, there's nothing I can do. Spreading his hands seemed helpless.

"You think I haven't looked for it, and other feng shui masters said they couldn't find the reason. I warn you, don't think that I'm not prepared today. You are obedient today and we can talk about everything. If you are disobedient, there is nothing you can do. He turned around and went out of the door, bowed and said, "Master, please do everything."

I knew I had a backhand, so I waited for the people outside the door to enter.

came in, with a face like jade, wide sleeves and cold clothes, and a good man with elegant demeanor. It's a pity - unfortunately he is a monk, and I also know this monk.

"We met the female benefactor again. Last time we said goodbye, the poor monk felt that there would be a chance to see you again. I didn't expect this opportunity to come so soon, Amitabha."

" Monk, don't talk nonsense. What on earth do you want?" Deliberately pretending to be panicked.

"Please raise your hand." The monk put his hands together.

"What if I don't want to? If you have the ability, you can help yourself." I covered my mouth and smiled.

"It's really a shame to say that, monk, I really don't know how the donor did it."

" Monk, if you insist on interfering in this matter, it is not very good for your practice." Buddhism pays attention to closeness and incompetration. This monk has not been able to reach the realm of transformation. In addition, he is so beautiful that I don't want him to lose everything.

"The donor is not allowed to worry. If the female donor is stubborn again, the monk will make a bad decision." After saying that, the monk began to recite the scriptures. Soon there was another picture of clothes in the Western paradise, with gold paving white jade as a fence, dragons traveling in the sky, flying in the sky, and white lotus blossoms. The monk is solemn in the middle.

"Great monk, you know that these illusions don't work for me." I said coldly that he was going to brainwash me. After brainwashing, I was not me.

"Western bliss, Amitabha."

" Monk, you have crossed the boundary. Buddhism pays attention to quietness and incompetence, and you don't set foot in the world, and you are too persistent and competitive to subdue me."

"No need to say much." The monk read the scriptures.

There's nothing I can do. This is in the realm of a monk. It's no longer in the world. I don't know if Chengying can be used. I took out the Chengying sword from my pocket. As expected, the sword had a sword body. As soon as Chengying came out, the whole fantasy trembled, as if it was afraid of the power of Chengying.

"Famous Sword - Chengying." The Buddha statue on the monk's face can't hang up.

"Good eyesight." I held Chengying in both hands and stood majestically in front of the monk.

"The monk has heard of the famous sword Chengying, which specializes in breaking the realm. Unexpectedly, he has a chance to feast his eyes today, but the poor monks don't believe in the power of Chengying, so let's try it today." After saying that, he attacked me, with his hands leading the wind. He made his decision in his field, and his power was magnified thousands of times and split at me with earthly power. The palm wind brought a few blood stains from my face.

I avoided this blow. The first palm of the monk's sword fell empty, and the second palm came. I couldn't avoid it. I met the monk's palm with Chengying. The monk did not dare to touch its edge. I withdrew my palm halfway. I split an empty and immediately stood up.

He didn't stop. He raised Chengying and was about to cut into the void. His back was exposed to the monk. When the monk saw the opportunity to take advantage of it, he saw that I was cutting into the void and suddenly hit my back with all his strength. At the moment I slapped behind my back, Chengying had also been cut down, and the whole fantasy shook and unstable. Finally, they all began to collapse...

When we returned to reality, I hurt my lungs. The monk's hand was so strong that I vomited a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong, sister?" Jinshang ran over to help me up, and the shadow in his hand quickly disappeared because he returned to the real sword body.

"Master, master..." The old man shouted behind me. I looked back and saw that the monk was not much better than me. He was bleeding. Sure, he is the king of his own field, but his field is destroyed by tens of millions of times.

" Monk, you're not worth it. Come here with a red ticket." I called the red ticket over and said a word in his ear. Because the strength was not well controlled, I suddenly sprayed blood on his face. For this, I apologized to him, but Fortunately, he didn't care.