Chapter 1189 Causal Tree
Wei Zheng?!
"Why is he here too?" Lu Xi was shocked and speechless. Seeing Wei Zheng in the Rong family cemetery late at night, she didn't know whether to say it was a coincidence or that Wei Zheng was mentally ill.
He ignored his own daughter but cared so much about his enemy. He should let him know that Rong Bin was the culprit behind all this. He should know that it was Rong Bin who killed his most beloved son and destroyed his most beloved daughter!
Shen Pingting was also speechless, her face became even colder than before. She glanced at Lu Xi and prepared to go up.
Lu Xi grabbed Shen Pingting's wrist and lowered her voice, "Sister, it's not worth it."
The group did not go up, but watched Wei Zheng chatting with a man in his sixties from a distance.
The old man was wearing a striped short-sleeved polo shirt and black shorts. His dark face showed the simplicity of a farmer. Although his rough and cracked hands were covered with calluses and there was mud in his untrimmed nails, as if he had just come back from working in the fields, he was carrying top-quality bird's nests and abalone.
The appearance of these things among the tributes is already strange, not to mention that they are expensive supplements, which makes it even more incredible.
"You've spent a lot of money." Wei Zheng sighed. He had seen and eaten these things, so of course he knew the prices of them.
The old man sighed, "It won't work unless you spend a lot of money. This is something our family has scraped together and borrowed from all over the village. We don't know how to pay it back yet."
Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows, "If that's the case and you're still so extravagant, it seems that the master can really tell your fortune?"
The old man put down the offerings, kowtowed respectfully, and then nodded seriously, "Of course it is. When you ask a master for advice, you must be sincere. As long as you are pious enough, come back the next night, and the master will definitely tell you the answer."
The so-called piety means that the offerings must be in place and cannot be perfunctory, like the three snacks, five bananas, or an apple in front of other tombstones, which are too shabby.
Wei Zheng's eyes lit up, "Is it really that effective? If the master is still alive, I would definitely believe you, but the master has been dead for many years. How can a dead person still tell fortunes?"
The old man was immediately horrified: "Don't dare to speak nonsense, the master can hear you."
Wei Zheng's face tense and he quickly covered his mouth.
The old man continued, "I came to ask for advice last year. I asked the master if my eldest daughter-in-law could give birth to my grandson. The master only left me one line of words: difficult labor, 500 grams of gold bars, hurry up. The price of gold at that time was more than 900, which was like asking for my life. Where could I get the money? Because of this, my eldest daughter-in-law had a difficult labor a few days later, and the baby was deprived of oxygen in her stomach. If I had been willing to spend money at that time, maybe it would have been fine. This time I have to be more sincere. My youngest daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and I want a big fat grandson. Even if I lose everything, I have to keep my grandson."
When Wei Zheng heard this, he became even more excited, "Then how do you ask questions?"
"Kneel down and pray. If the master senses it, he will give you the answer when you come the next day. Do you see that tree? It's called the cause and effect tree. The answer will be on the cause and effect tree, but you can only come at night, and it must be at midnight. You can't wait after the deadline."
After hearing what he said, Wei Zheng became even more convinced. He already had admiration for the Rong family, and now it was even more so.
He immediately knelt down, mumbling, "Master, I'm here to see you. Do you still remember me? When you were alive, we were good friends. I came here today to ask if my son-in-law Fu Heng and grandson Fu Xizhou can control the Fu family? Now the Fu family is in the hands of my grandson-in-law. How can I get him to give power to my son-in-law and grandson?"
The old man looked at Wei Zheng in astonishment and asked, "How can a master tell you the answer to this?"
But that had nothing to do with him, so he turned and left, waiting for the master's message.
When passing by Lu Xi and the others, the old man paused for a moment, not for any other reason, but because he thought that except for the old man and the big fool, the three young men were really good-looking, just like they came out of a painting. How could they be so handsome?
The old man is Uncle Liu, and the big fool is Dahai.
Lu Xi watched the old man leave, his mind filled with what he had just said.
She didn't believe that there was such a mysterious thing, but seeing the old man's serious look, it seemed as if Rong Bin really had the ability to go to heaven and earth.
These fortune tellers in the folks always make it seem like it’s real. They tell fortunes and change fates while saying “Heaven’s secrets cannot be revealed”, and sometimes you can’t help but believe them.
It makes sense that Rong Bin had this ability when he was alive, but how come he still has this ability after he died? It can't be that the so-called cause and effect tree can lead to the underworld, right?
The cause and effect tree is just to the south of the tomb. It is a sturdy Bodhi tree with a huge crown extending to the surroundings, as if covering the sky and earth. The trunk, which requires two people to hug, is hung with red prayer bags with various wishes written on them. There are also many burnt incense sticks under the roots of the tree.
Wei Zheng muttered something mysterious, knelt down in front of him and talked for a while. He also went to hang a prayer bag under the Bodhi tree, and then looked through what others had written one by one.
Lu Xi had been observing her surroundings until her phone vibrated, and then she came back to her senses.
"Sister, let's go." Lu Xi said softly and pulled Shen Pingting away first.
Shen Pingting nodded, and then they went down the mountain together.
Lu Xi did not go to the hospital with Shen Pingting, but went to the Diyun Hotel in the city center.
The Fu family's businesses cover all walks of life. Although the real estate industry is not doing well now, it was once the glory of the Fu family, and the Fu family's hotel group has never declined.
After entering the presidential suite, Lu Xi locked the door and sent a video to Fu Nanzhou.
At this time, Fu Nanzhou was still awake. He didn't know if his daughter missed her mother, but she was still crying after drinking milk. As a father, he felt so distressed that he just held her in his arms.
But I was afraid that my baby would get prickly heat, so I put cold compress gel on my arms and chest. It can be said that I have completely become a slave to my daughter.
Lu Xi was surprised, "Why do you still hold her to sleep? Don't hold her to sleep. You will feel hot and she will feel hot too. And once you develop a habit, you will always have to hold her in the arms in the future."
Fu Nanzhou snorted, somewhat resentfully, "What can I do? Jiabao misses her mother."
Lu Xi glared at him coquettishly, "Don't give me that. Maybe she drank some air while drinking milk. Do some air-relieving exercises for her."
Fu Nanzhou obediently placed the phone on the stand, then stood by the bed, bending over to do exercises for the baby while talking to Lu Xi, "My great detective, did you find anything today?"
Although his tone was full of teasing, Lu Xi still replied seriously, "I went to the Rong family's cemetery in the evening."
"You go to the cemetery at this time? You are so brave." Fu Nanzhou was stunned.
Lu Xi nodded, "I know you will definitely scold me, but it was not in vain. Today I met Wei Zheng and an old man who went to Rong Bin for fortune-telling. I have heard of people going to fortune-tellers for fortune-telling, but I have never heard of going to a dead person for fortune-telling."
Fu Nanzhou slowed down his movements, looking sideways at the phone screen, doubting that he had heard wrongly, "Looking for Rong Bin to tell your fortune?"
"Yes. Rong Bin's tomb was built very luxuriously, and it would cost at least 18 million. I saw a lot of tributes in front of the tombstone, all of which were very high-end supplements, without ordinary snacks and fruits. It doesn't feel like a tomb. The most important thing is that the old man said that the answer would really appear, so I doubt..."