Chapter: 2871
The man in the peaked cap stood in the corridor, leaning on the railing with both hands, muttering to himself.
In the past few days, he visited all the middle schools in Songhai, but none of the teachers knew Yuanshi Tianzun.
Obviously, the Five Elements League "erased" the existence of Yuanshi Tianzun, making him a reality channel where there is no such person.
But Master Chunyang was not discouraged. As a native of Songhai, Yuanshi Tianzun must have his traces left in Songhai. Even the government cannot completely erase it, which cannot be done by manpower.
As long as you find that thread, you can follow the clues to find out the real identity of Yuanshi Tianzun.
"If all the teachers at school have been hypnotized, then, as for the teachers who have retired in recent years, among Song Hai's retired teachers in recent years, there may be some who still remember Yuanshi Tianzun."
"Yuanshi Tianzun, you must, must die."
In the depths of Master Chunyang's seemingly calm eyes, madness on the verge of getting out of control is brewing.
Songhai, just after dinner, the sun sank into the horizon, stubbornly revealing the last afterglow, dyeing the clouds in the sky into golden red.
Jiang Yuyi stepped out of the room in pink slippers and hurried into his nephew's room, only to be missed.
"Mom, where's Yuanzi?" She yelled, calling for grandma who was washing dishes in the kitchen.
"I just went out, and I guess I told the fortunes of the elders in the community again." Grandma responded with an even louder voice.
"He doesn't know how to tell fortunes. He can't cheat the old men and women in the neighborhood. Mom, you beat him to death when he comes back."
"It's not wrong to cheat money, but it really deserves to be shot to death." Grandma said through gritted teeth.
"Mom, I'll sleep for a while, call me when he comes back, tomorrow weekend, I'm going to play games." Jiang Yuyu yawned and went back to the room.
At the stone table in the community, Zhang Yuanqing was sitting with a big horse and a sword, surrounded by a group of old men and women, and opposite him was a half-bald old man.
The old man said sadly: "Master Zhang, your calculations are really accurate. The stocks I bought really hit the limit. Oh, my liver hurts because of the loss."
Hearing the words, Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and sighed:
"Uncle Wang, you are the life of a leek. You have been harvested from childhood to adulthood, and from big harvest to old age. You will never make a fortune in your life. If you continue like this, your old age will be miserable."
Uncle Wang turned pale with fright, held Master Zhang's hand tightly, and said, "Master, you must save me."
Zhang Yuanqing was sitting upright, as if he was an expert outside the world: "It's easy to handle, let your wife take care of the money from now on."
"This way we can avoid being cut leeks?" The uncle asked expectantly.
"The one who is cut off in this way will be your son."
"Master, please change our fate for our family."
Listening to the conversation between the two, the uncles and aunts next to each other said "Oh", and they all showed shocked expressions.
"Is it really a loss?"
"It must have been a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."
"The kid from the old Chen family can really tell fortunes?"
The grandpas and aunts chattered in amazement. Recently, it has been widely rumored in the community that the grandson of the old Chen family left home in the summer vacation to visit a teacher, and learned the skill of fortune-telling from an expert.
The reason is this. Last week, old man Fei in the community was playing chess with old man Chen. Old man Chen's grandson suddenly came and pointed at old Fei and said: JrNovels.com
In the past few days, he visited all the middle schools in Songhai, but none of the teachers knew Yuanshi Tianzun.
Obviously, the Five Elements League "erased" the existence of Yuanshi Tianzun, making him a reality channel where there is no such person.
But Master Chunyang was not discouraged. As a native of Songhai, Yuanshi Tianzun must have his traces left in Songhai. Even the government cannot completely erase it, which cannot be done by manpower.
As long as you find that thread, you can follow the clues to find out the real identity of Yuanshi Tianzun.
"If all the teachers at school have been hypnotized, then, as for the teachers who have retired in recent years, among Song Hai's retired teachers in recent years, there may be some who still remember Yuanshi Tianzun."
"Yuanshi Tianzun, you must, must die."
In the depths of Master Chunyang's seemingly calm eyes, madness on the verge of getting out of control is brewing.
Songhai, just after dinner, the sun sank into the horizon, stubbornly revealing the last afterglow, dyeing the clouds in the sky into golden red.
Jiang Yuyi stepped out of the room in pink slippers and hurried into his nephew's room, only to be missed.
"Mom, where's Yuanzi?" She yelled, calling for grandma who was washing dishes in the kitchen.
"I just went out, and I guess I told the fortunes of the elders in the community again." Grandma responded with an even louder voice.
"He doesn't know how to tell fortunes. He can't cheat the old men and women in the neighborhood. Mom, you beat him to death when he comes back."
"It's not wrong to cheat money, but it really deserves to be shot to death." Grandma said through gritted teeth.
"Mom, I'll sleep for a while, call me when he comes back, tomorrow weekend, I'm going to play games." Jiang Yuyu yawned and went back to the room.
At the stone table in the community, Zhang Yuanqing was sitting with a big horse and a sword, surrounded by a group of old men and women, and opposite him was a half-bald old man.
The old man said sadly: "Master Zhang, your calculations are really accurate. The stocks I bought really hit the limit. Oh, my liver hurts because of the loss."
Hearing the words, Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and sighed:
"Uncle Wang, you are the life of a leek. You have been harvested from childhood to adulthood, and from big harvest to old age. You will never make a fortune in your life. If you continue like this, your old age will be miserable."
Uncle Wang turned pale with fright, held Master Zhang's hand tightly, and said, "Master, you must save me."
Zhang Yuanqing was sitting upright, as if he was an expert outside the world: "It's easy to handle, let your wife take care of the money from now on."
"This way we can avoid being cut leeks?" The uncle asked expectantly.
"The one who is cut off in this way will be your son."
"Master, please change our fate for our family."
Listening to the conversation between the two, the uncles and aunts next to each other said "Oh", and they all showed shocked expressions.
"Is it really a loss?"
"It must have been a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."
"The kid from the old Chen family can really tell fortunes?"
The grandpas and aunts chattered in amazement. Recently, it has been widely rumored in the community that the grandson of the old Chen family left home in the summer vacation to visit a teacher, and learned the skill of fortune-telling from an expert.
The reason is this. Last week, old man Fei in the community was playing chess with old man Chen. Old man Chen's grandson suddenly came and pointed at old Fei and said: JrNovels.com
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