When Lin Kun was young, he lived in the countryside with his grandfather. Many people in the country liked Feng Shui and numerology. At that time, there was an old blind man who told fortunes in the village. He usually earned money for food by divination. The old blind man had no children and was alone. His only relative was his elder brother. Gradually, he occupied his own property and the old house.

When people in the village ask him to divine, most of them will bully the old blind man and cannot see it, so they secretly exchange the gold of the hexagram for a small denomination.

The old blind man always pretended not to know, but his grandfather told Lin Kun that although the old blind man's eyes were blind, his heart was more clear than anyone else. Moreover, this old blind man was not simple. Feng Shui and physiognomy had reached his level and could be called a half-immortal. He shook his head and sighed that the villagers in the mountains were too ignorant and were clever in front of the half-immortal.

After the old blind man was driven out of his home by his brother, he lived in a dilapidated house at the entrance of the village. The dilapidated house was left by an old widowed man who died. Lin Kun didn't know what Feng Shui and numerology was at that time, and he had no interest in it on the one hand, but his grandfather asked him to work for the old blind man often, such as helping to pick up some water and wash clothes.

The children in the village like to go to the old blind man’s yard to play naughty. They either steal tomatoes from the old blind man’s yard or pull out the flowers and plants that the old blind man planted. The old blind man always cares about the children, but they often say: “Every flower and every grass are all things…”

The children could not understand the words. They were bustling like bandits entering the village, which harmed the old blind man's courtyard. However, since Lin Kun often went to the old blind man's place, the children in the village have become more honest. They have done the destruction before and gradually began to take the initiative to help with the work.

When the old blind man is fine, he always likes to talk about Feng Shui and other things to Lin Kun. Lin Kun is not interested, and he is afraid that he will not sit down and listen. The old blind man will feel sad. He often goes in his left ear and comes out of his right ear. However, even so, he still knows a little about some common knowledge and knowledge about Feng Shui.

For example, the gravekeeper who looks fierce in front of him looks ugly and has a loud voice. This kind of human and heavenly life style is a bad person, and most of them do not believe in ghosts and gods. He put him at the gate of this cemetery to guard him. According to what Lin Kun has heard of, it can shock the fools in the cemetery and dare not walk out of this gate easily. Ghosts become after death. People are afraid of evil people, and the same is true for ghosts.

听林昆说完,龙大相和八指都觉得诧异,两人都是刀尖上舔血的人,根本就不信鬼神这一说,如果是别人跟他们这么说,两人一个不高兴,都能动手把对方给揍了,再扣上一个妖言惑众的帽子.

However, when Lin Kun said this, the two believed it. Long Daxiang asked in confusion: "Brother Kun, is the old blind man you just said reliable?"

Lin Kun smiled and said, "I don't know if that old blind man is reliable. I remember that when he died, many people came to the village, driving luxury cars worth more than one million. The old blind man was buried in a prosperous place. The cemetery was built in the most grand manner in the village. Unfortunately, a mountain torrent later washed away his grave and disappeared even the shadow of the coffin."

Speaking of this, Lin Kun sighed and said, "The old blind man told me before he died that he had leaked too many skyscrapers in his life. When he was young, his eyes were not blind. Later, because he helped someone to light the cemetery, he was blind. He also considered that after his death, he would definitely be corpsed in the wilderness. I don't know if it was a coincidence."

Hearing this, Bazhi and Long Da were surprised and said, "Damn, this old man is so evil."

Lin Kun smiled and said, "Who can tell me the matter of Feng Shui and numerology? My grandfather told me that the old blind man was not an ordinary person, and I didn't believe it. I went to his place to help with his work, but I just thought that he was pitiful. When he passed away, when I saw those who came, I really believed my grandfather's words."

As the three of them talked in the car, the old man in the guard room stopped doing it. Lin Kun said right. This old man was born a fierce man, and in the words of the industry, he was called a demon star. In society, such people either often fight and be detained or just a butcher. If they are worse, they may be a murderer.

"What do you mean? I drove to block the gate of our cemetery early in the morning and were sincerely looking for trouble, right?"

While speaking, the old man walked out of the guard room. The big brim on his head turned back and suddenly looked very social and came over with anger.

When Lin Kun wanted to dissuade him, Long Daxiang had already pushed open the car door and got out of the car. His tall body stretched his face in front of the old man, opened his hand and slapped the old man, and bounced the old man away.

When the old man came, he committed murder and stared at him. He was so fierce that he was coming with great force. However, when Long Daxiang was criticized by this, he looked up and looked at Long Daxiang's big body, and he immediately had no donkey temper.

"What are you arguing about?"

This time, Huanlong shouted loudly.

"I……"

The old man shivered, and his tone of speaking was not smooth, "I, I, I..."

"What are you? You are so old and have such a bad temper. How can you stare at me and have a big throat? Try calling me one more. Believe it or not, I will suck you?" Long Daxiang shouted loudly, and took a step forward as he said, frightening the old man stepped backwards, his feet unstable, and he almost staggered.

"Bah!"

Long Daxiang spat on the ground, "I'm still standing still, so hurry up and open the door for me, hurry up!"

"oh……"

The old man quickly turned around, but hesitated again, turned around with a embarrassed expression, looked at Long Daxiang with a bitter taste, "Little brother, you can't make things difficult for me, our boss specifically told me that someone was coming to bury today, and he would not let me open the door no matter what."

"Old guy, I really think I've given you a shame and I don't dare to deal with you, right?" Long Daxiang rolled up his fists and came over.

The old man was also smart enough. His eyes suddenly turned, then he raised his hand to cover his heart, and his face looked painful, "Oh, oh, oh, I have a heart disease, oh..."

As he said that, the old man slowly sat on the ground and then lay down. As long as he was not blind, he could tell that the old man was pretending on purpose.

Lin Kun and Bazhi had already got off the car at this time. Long Daxiang turned around and cried and couldn't see it. "Have you seen it? This old guy is still playing tricks with me here."

After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked the old man's butt. This is really unacceptable. The old man was lying on the ground and pretended to be dying, but he was kicked by Long Daxiang and jumped up. He covered his butt with both hands and shouted, "Oh, it hurts so much!"

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Chapter completed!