Although he kept sarcasticating me that day, how could I beg for such a nouveau riche?

"Sit down and talk." I pointed to the chair next to me lightly.

"You are not concerned about villains, so you must save me! That day I must know that you are the famous Master Zhang Jiulin. Even if you use my courage, you will not dare to talk back to you."

Fatty Zhao saw that I was expressionless, and he was immediately panicked and did not dare to get up. He still knelt on the ground and cried with my trouser legs.

"Since you can come to me, it means you have realized the harm, but if I don't understand the truth, how can I help you?" I lifted the teapot and whispered with water pouring it out: "Give me a seat."

"Thank you, Master Zhang!" Fatty Zhao wiped his tears and climbed up from the ground: "Master Zhang, as long as you can help me overcome this hurdle, no matter what price you offer, I will never say anything."

I put down the teapot and said coldly: "Why did this disaster come? Don't you know what happened? Do you think I helped you get rid of the disaster for money? Since you are still so stubborn, it's easy to leave and not send it off."

"No, no..." Fatty Zhao waved his hand quickly and slapped himself two big mouths: "I dare not, I dare not mention it again."

I pointed to the chair.

Fatty Zhao sat down in fear and whispered: "After you finished talking that day, my son was really in a car accident. When I rushed over, I was out of breath and didn't even see him for the last time."

His eyes were red, obviously very sad.

"I know." I nodded gently, "Yesterday I saw a black line running through your hand pattern. As the saying goes: the root is broken and the mother dies, the middle is broken and the wife is sick, and the tail is empty. But you are too seriously infected by the black line, and I can do nothing, so I can only remind you one sentence."

As soon as he mentioned this, Fatty Zhao became even more sad. He wiped his tears while murmuring: "Blame me, it's all my fault! Master Zhang, you must save me."

"I saw that the Five Ghosts of Fortune and Wealth were surrounded by you yesterday. Did you have any special objects in your house?"

"Yes!" Fatty Zhao wiped his tears: "I have a treasure pot at home. I felt a little strange that day I got it, but greed was a bit too much for him and I couldn't bear to throw it away. That's it..."

"Tell me carefully about the treasure pot." I frowned.

Fatty Zhao nodded and started talking from beginning to end.

This matter starts three years ago.

Back then, Fatty Zhao's business was very bleak. Due to investment mistakes and broken capital chains, banks and creditors forced debts one after another.

But his goods are all in the warehouse and there is no sales route at all. If it cannot be completely solved within a month, then the family business that he has worked hard for decades will be lost!

Just when he was anxious, a friend introduced him to a paradise - saying that this person would invert his fortune and have the ability to be extremely prosperous.

Fatty Zhao didn't believe it at first, but he was forced to have no way out at that time, so he met the so-called paranormal with the recommendation of that friend.

The man looked at his face and said, "You should have been a great fortune, but you just lacked a wealthy thing, so wealth is like flowing water, passing without leaving it." It just so happened that I have a treasure-gathering basin here. You and I have a great fate, so I will transfer it to you."

Fatty Zhao has been polished in the mall for many years, so of course he would not be fooled so easily. He immediately put forward a condition: sign a document first and take the treasure pot back first. If it really works, buy it three times the price!

The man actually agreed.

Fatty Zhao followed the man's instructions and placed the treasure pot at the place where Feng Shui meets at home, and then piled up gold bars and Grandpa Mao.

Originally, he was just forced into debt, so he temporarily tried to comfort himself and did not focus all his energy on it.

But just as the treasure pot was filled, he suddenly answered a call and said that the companies that were competing with him had suddenly encountered a change and that all the customers' orders could not be completed. Therefore, all his backlog of inventory became a shortage of goods, and the price was half as high as before.

The customer asked him if he could transfer the goods to the stock? He was willing to sign a long-term order contract and could also pay in advance.

In this way, Fatty Zhao survived the crisis of undoing death.

But just one month later, his mother died of illness.

His mother has always been in good health, can eat and dance, and is an activist in the community's elderly yangko team, but she suddenly died of illness. Even the doctors said that the disease came too suddenly.

At that time, Fatty Zhao also felt something was wrong. How could such a strange thing be?

He wanted to return to the treasure pot, but then he thought that his mother had passed away anyway, and his fortune would not be ruined. So he felt guilty and gave his mother an unprecedented funeral, and then he also paid the full reward from the laity, leaving behind the treasure pot.

The next year, he piled up money in the treasure pot, and then accompanied a few customers to Macau for a trip and tried a few games in the casino. However, he didn't expect that he would win in a gambling game and make a big deal, which was far more profitable than their company made in a year!

Just when he sighed that it was probably a treasure trove, he received another bad news.

His wife is terminally ill!

Although Fatty Zhao occasionally hilariously, he is very good to his first wife. The two started out as a small cart. Fatty Zhao is still very affectionate about his old wife. After hearing this news, he was extremely sad.

He took his wife around to look for large hospitals, but they were unable to treat them. The doctor said that this disease was very rare. Not to mention in China, it has always been a difficult problem in world medicine, and she could only spend the rest of her life well.

Fatty Zhao was so sad that he thought of the disaster caused by the treasure pot. He stood beside him with a sledgehammer in his hand and hesitated for a long time, but in the end he couldn't bear to take action.

He originally thought that this treasure pot brought two wealth and two disasters, so he should be safe, right?

But then, various symptoms appeared in his body: cold sweat at night, pain in the lower abdomen, and sometimes dizzy.

He went to the hospital for examination many times, and all the data showed that he was a healthy person who could not be healthy.

This test result made him even more hairy. His own body naturally knew the most. If such a serious disease cannot be detected, what would be the case if it wasn't an evil person?

So he worshiped Buddha and incense everywhere, but it was still useless.

And his son had another car accident yesterday!

His son has always been a good child. Although he is a rich second generation, he is never ostentatious. He takes the bus to and from school like other classmates every day, and he is about to take the college entrance examination next year.

But yesterday, as soon as his son got off the bus, a large truck that was out of control came over the slope, and was crushing him into two.
Chapter completed!