Before leaving, I peeled off the little paper man on his forehead, took a drop of blood from his forehead, dotted it on the head of the little paper man, and quickly stuffed it into the bowl in my hand, and then covered it with a white cloth, and took a small bundle of incense and went out.
Wang Zhengtang kept asking me what I was going to do, but I just shook my head and said nothing.
He always followed me like a follower. People were coming and going on the street, and most of the young women in different clothes had exposed their snow-white thighs, but I looked at myself holding the bowl and found that I was getting farther and farther away from the modern metropolis in front of me. I sighed, maybe this is fate.
After coming to his senses, he asked me where I was going several times, but I beat him back with a stinky face. Then I took him to Wuai Street, found some of the cheapest hairbands and wholesaled a bunch of them. After leaving Wuai Street, I went to the loading place and picked up a big plastic bag. Holding a bag of hair bands, I searched around for a long time and finally found a relatively quiet street. This is the driveway between two residential areas, but because of the subway construction outside the residential area, there are few passers-by here.
Sitting under a tree, spreading the hair bands on the ground, the two of us began to set up a stall in an extremely unprofessional way, but I sold it at the same price as I bought it. A few cents per item was very cheap. Every time I sold a penny, I would let him put it in the bowl.
Looking up, I saw the sun gradually passing over the treetops. I felt that the time was up, so I picked up the bowl, touched it with my hand, took out all the pennies, and covered the bowl with a white cloth. To be honest, it was not bad to sell a few cents for 20 yuan.
However, I gave him all the money at once and walked forward without saying anything.
Wang Zhengtang chased me and shouted: "Hey brother, slow down, what's going on? You said you would help me get rich, but this is 20 yuan."
But no matter how he talked to me, I just ignored him, and my pace was very fast. Wang Zhengtang just chased me to the intersection, and suddenly a little girl who was less than ten years old ran past Wang Zhengtang with a book and bumped into him accidentally.
The little girl said timidly: "I'm sorry, uncle, I was just walking and reading the questions left by the teacher, and I accidentally..."
"Get lost, little brat, stay away from me!" Wang Zhengtang cursed.
The little girl hurriedly ran away with her schoolbag on her back, and then he continued to chase me. No matter how he ran, I always kept a distance of less than 10 meters from him. Listening to the abuse, I just shook my head and sighed. After crossing the road, suddenly a sanitation worker accidentally bumped into him.
The sanitation worker was at least 60 years old, with wrinkles all over his face and dirty clothes. He held a small notebook in his hand and said, "I'm sorry, young man. I'm old and my eyesight is not good. I want to make a phone call, but I can't see the number clearly. Can you help me look for it?"
"I don't have time to care about you, old man. You can't see well. You don't open your eyes when you walk. You may be hit by a car when you cross the road!" Wang Zhengtang cursed and pushed the old man away and started chasing me.
I turned the corner and entered the alley. Wang Zhengtang continued to chase me. Suddenly, a young man in his 20s on a bicycle scratched him.
"I'm sorry, brother. Are you okay?" The young man apologized quickly.
"Why are you okay? Your arm is all scratched. Hurry up and give me the money." Wang Zhengtang cursed.
As soon as he stopped, I would stop and wait for him. Listening to their conversation, the young man said he didn't bring any money, and took out his mobile phone: "I'll tell you my phone number, I'll get it for you later, isn't it okay?"
"No money?" Wang Zhengtang stared, waved his hand and gave me an electric cannon: "Damn it, I'm busy today, I don't have time to care about you, get out of here."
Then he pointed at me and cursed: "Don't let me catch you, damn it, I didn't go to work all day today, just to make 20 yuan from you? Stop right there!"
This time I didn't move, but when he just caught up with me, a middle-aged man in his forties was kneeling on the side of the road, holding a little boy in his arms, and a girl of the same age was standing behind him, looking very sad with her head down. In front of him was a piece of information, which said to raise money for treatment. My son is eight years old and suffers from congenital heart disease. I need to raise 200,000 yuan. I hope kind people can help.
In front of me was a medical record sheet magnified to the height of a person. The test date written on it was 2007/03/17/18:28, and the age was 8 years old.
This time, I didn't continue walking, but was caught by Wang Zhengtang. He suddenly lost his previous arrogance and said breathlessly: "Why are you running so fast? I'm so tired, brother, please lend me some money. I don't want much, just 10,000."
I smiled and said nothing. I happened to look at the father holding the child. From his eyes, I got what I wanted to know.
I lit a cigarette and did nothing, just looking at Wang Zhengtang. About a minute later, Wang Zhengtang said unnaturally: "Why are you staring at me? Give me a straight answer whether you want to lend it or not. Don't stand there like an idiot. It's hot."
"Nothing." I smiled and turned my head to look at the begging father and son again.
Wang Zhengtang was attracted by my gaze, then he spat, stared at the money in the bowl, and said greedily: "Fuck, it's really profitable. If I kneel there, I will definitely act better than him. Damn it, these days, I deliver water for 80 yuan a day, and you see him, he can make hundreds of dollars a day just sitting there, it's really unfair."
Wang Zhengtang's voice was very loud, which also attracted the middle-aged man's attention, but he still said arrogantly: "What are you looking at! What's wrong with you? You think you are awesome for making a fake medical record? And heart disease, damn it."
The middle-aged man said excitedly: "My son is seriously ill, and the date of admission is clearly written on it. If you don't donate money, you can leave. Don't talk nonsense here and insult my personality!"
Wang Zhengtang took out his anger on the other party. He walked over aggressively and pushed the medical record sign that the middle-aged man used to display, scaring the man's daughter to cry loudly, but Wang Zhengtang still said angrily: " Insult you? I'm lucky that I didn't hit you. You're here to cheat with your two children. To be honest, I hate people like you in my life. Look at you. You're dressed better than me and fatter than me. I don't even beg for food, but you come to beg for food. "
Then Wang Yi patted the man's donation box: "I can't make so much money in a month, but you make it in a day. You still say you're poor?" He smacked his lips and said, "How about this, I'll give you 20 yuan, and you teach me where I hired this kid. He's such a good actor!"
The middle-aged man was so angry that his lips trembled and his face turned blue. He overturned the donation box excitedly and cursed Wang Zhengtang: "How can there be such a vicious person like you in this world! Do you think I want to beg for food? I can't help it because my child is sick. If you want to beg for food, you can beg for food in the future. Let's go!"
The middle-aged man left angrily with the boy in his arms, followed by the girl. As for the donation box in front of him, the middle-aged man didn't take it.
Wang Zhengtang picked up the box with a smile, grabbed it with his hands, and shouted to me: "You are really good at Feng Shui. There must be several hundred dollars in it. The liar ran away because he was scared of me. You are not allowed to fight with me for this money."
I shook my head and sighed. It is true that you can survive if it is a sin sent by heaven, but you cannot survive if it is your own sin!
Just when he was looking at the money in the donation box, his feet were unstable and he fell to the ground. Suddenly, a motorcycle came from nowhere and ran over his legs!
You know, motorcycles are banned in Shenyang, but he was actually run over by a motorcycle.
There were constant wails, blood oozing out of his thighs, and soon it soaked the donation box. Wang Zhengtang shouted for help in pain.
I didn't call 120, but put the bowl on the ground, took out the incense I brought with me, lit it, bowed respectfully to the east and said: "I am Zhang Dabao, a disciple of Sanmao Zhenjun, and I beg the immortal to let him live. This person is the only flesh and blood of my master in the world. I will be a straw man to save his life and protect him from this disaster. I will never interfere with this person's karma again in the future." The wind suddenly blew up, and the three incense sticks burned very quickly. Suddenly, in the mouth of the bowl, the small paper man I cut came out from under the white cloth. A gust of wind blew, and the paper man was carried by the wind to the air and swayed left and right. Finally, the wind suddenly accelerated, and I watched the paper man being torn into pieces by the strong wind. When I lowered my head, four big words "never again" appeared on the soil in front of me. The middle-aged man was the incarnation of Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth. He was the guardian of Taoism, meaning the four great marshals of Taoism. He was also the general of the Thunder Department of the underworld and one of the five plague gods. It is also said that he is the God of Wealth, in charge of the wealth of the world.
This Zhao Gongming is both the God of Plague and the God of Wealth, so his wealth will mostly be scattered on diseases. I used the paper man to increase the blessings of Wang Zhengtang. The money earned today is the wealth of heaven and earth. The little girl who met on the way sat down and the girl transformed. The result of the question he answered is the money he will get.
But the girl thought Wang Zhengtang was too fierce, so she didn't appear again. The second middle-aged man was the boy transformed. He asked Wang Zhengtang to help look at the phone number. As long as he dialed it with his own phone, the length of the call was his wealth.
Originally, the boy didn't want to care about him, but I bet on wealth in Wang Yi's soul, which would mislead the God of Wealth to think that he should have money, so the boy came the second time and hit him on a bicycle. This time he deliberately paid him money. As long as Wang Yi said a number, the boy would naturally go home to get it for him.
You should know that the money given by the God of Wealth is not in RMB, but in gold and silver. One hundred yuan is one hundred taels of gold and one hundred taels of silver.
The last one is even more extraordinary, which tests kindness. If he gave the only 20 yuan in his hand to the middle-aged man, he would get the string of numbers 20, 07, 03, 17, 18, 28, and the special number 08 in return, which is the winning number that night.
Don't think that the God of Wealth has a good temper. He is a killer. How can a god known as one of the five plague gods be a merciful person? So I begged in time and brought up Sanmao Zhenjun, and then he gave me this face.
When the paper man was broken, I immediately asked people to let Wang Zhengtang live. Sure enough, a large truck hit the electric pole, and the entire electric wire fell down, landing less than 10 centimeters away from his forehead.
No matter how Wang Zhengtang wailed, I could only say that this was his life, and the 20 yuan became his survival capital in the future.
Lao Zhang briefly mentioned what happened later. Not long after, the driver involved was found by surveillance. He was a rich second-generation. In order to avoid being arrested, he paid Wang Zhengtang a lot of money, and his legs were disabled from then on.
His wife did not divorce him for the money. Later, the child was born, and it was still a big fat boy. But as soon as the child was born, the woman took the child and took away Wang Zhengtang's compensation and left Shenyang. Wang Zhengtang, who had no source of income, used 20 yuan to make a begging poster and started his begging career standing on the roadside. Needless to say, he made a lot of money that day.
Now, I called 120 and took Wang Zhengtang to the hospital. I paid him a deposit for admission and left Shenyang with a bowl. Because I was afraid that my master's grandson would suffer, I had to set up this situation for him, and I also wanted to give an explanation to my master's spirit in heaven.