It should be said or not. My fifth sister is really domineering in singing. Don’t say that Han Dawei was scared when he heard it, I had goose bumps when I heard it.

I didn't ask her why she sang this song, but probably, she is also a person with a story, right?

I thought again, since Sister Wei Wu was still not satisfied, why would she ask her to deal with Dong Wei?

But after thinking about it, I still gave up.

After Han Dawei finished his ritual, he did not dream of a female ghost that night. He was safe and sound for three consecutive days.

In fact, at this point, he no longer needed to send ghosts, because the ghost had automatically ran to Dong Wei's house.

Two more days later, Han Dawei called and said that Dong Wei's injury had been healed and he had gone to work in the mall again.

But to our surprise, Dong Wei has been in good spirits these days. He didn't say anything when he saw Han Dawei, as if nothing had happened.

He even recommended Han Dawei to compete for the team leader of the business department.

Han Dawei said that in fact, he understood that if the competition was successful, he had to go to another store to work, which was equivalent to transferring him away.

But after struggling for such a long time, Dong Wei seemed to be unaffected at all, which was very strange and made him very upset.

I know Han Dawei wants to take revenge, but after this, our mission has been completed.

Because Han Dawei spent money to get us out of the female ghost, we did this. As for where the female ghost went and whether it took revenge, it actually has nothing to do with us.

Unless the female ghost came to me and begged hard, I might still consider whether to help her, just like the female ghost in the linen factory.

As the saying goes, a doctor does not knock on the door and does not ask for hexagrams. In this world, there is no one who takes the initiative to take responsibility for others.

Therefore, I can't send Sister Wei Wu to deal with Dong Wei, because it has nothing to do with me.

Even if Han Dawei begs me and helps him revenge on Dong Wei, I can't do it. I only help others resolve cause and effect, but I will never provoke cause and effect.

As the saying goes, Bodhisattvas fear the cause, while ordinary people fear the result.

Dong Wei will naturally have his retribution, but that is not my business, it is God's business.

I can only tell Han Dawei that he can participate in the competition, after all, this is also a good thing. As for Dong Wei's affairs, it can only come to an end for the time being.

In fact, many things in this world are like this, and there is no need to have an ending.

If there is a beginning, a development, a climax, and an ending, it is all stories or novels.

The same is true in reality. Some people scatter as they walk. There may not be any passion, nor do they have to go to the death and cut off their feelings.

But many times, you will suddenly realize that from one day on, it turns out that you have gone further and further.

This is true for love or friends.

Life is like countless intersections. We are all wandering around the road. Perhaps we will never meet again in this life, or we may meet at the next intersection inadvertently.

Who knows what will happen in the future?

Uncle Ma once said that Zhang Wenwen's affairs would turn around within seven days, so I waited at home for seven days.

But on the afternoon of the seventh day, there was no news except Han Dawei who opened a phone call and said that he had successfully competed and was transferred to a shopping mall not far from us.

It seems that Han Dawei has gotten rid of Dong Wei and is about to start a new work and life.

And he told me on the phone that he didn't know what happened these days, but the girls who had been with him seemed to have ignored him much.

The huge sense of gap made him a little disappointed.

I smiled and told him that because his peach blossoms had been cut, it turned out that he was like a blooming flower, with the breath of attracting bees and butterflies everywhere. Now the flowers have faded and are no longer fragrant.

For example, he turned out to be like a beautiful and proud male peacock, relying on his beautiful big tail, he could spread his face everywhere and attract the opposite sex.

Now his tail is cut and his hair is bald. Who cares about you?

Han Dawei was almost crying, saying that I won’t be unable to find a wife in the future, right?

I said that's okay, killing peach blossoms will not kill the righteous fate, and it will not delay your search for a wife.

After hanging up the phone, I always felt uncomfortable, as if something was about to happen.

Uncle Ma was leisurely, lying on the recliner next to him, crossing his legs and listening to the opera and eating melon seeds.

After staying for a while, I couldn't hold back and wanted to use the dragon hunting ruler to predict it.

I had always felt that with the induction of the immortals, the dragon ruler was actually not very effective, but later I found that it was completely different.

Because the induction of the immortal family depends on my own sensitivity, my mood will affect the accuracy, and it will not be like when Huang Tianhua comes to chat with me if she is fine.

Now there are fewer and fewer immortals who come to take care of me.

Uncle Ma said that this is a normal phenomenon. After a period of stability, the immortal family will gradually stabilize and will not appear to the disciples frequently.

Most of the time, disciples have to communicate with the immortals through induction, and they will not be surrounded by their side every day like in the novel.

Therefore, when the inspiration is weak, using the dragon hunting ruler is a better choice.

The reason is that it is more intuitive and visible to the naked eye, so you don't need to guess it yourself.

So I picked up the dragon hunting ruler, muttered to the Qinglong King in my heart, and asked him if he was at home. If he was at home, I would yawn.

As a result, I just muttered twice and I really yawned a big yawn.

I was delighted. I had just put the dragon-seeking ruler in place, and before I could ask a question, I suddenly saw two rays of lights on the entrance of the hall, flying out of the hall solo.

The two lights flashed and disappeared. I was stunned for a moment, thinking that I had read it wrong, but then I had goose bumps on my body and my body was covered in cold weather.

Even the hair was covered with cold sweat.

I know this must be the physical feeling given to me by the immortals. Could it be that something happened?

Just as I thought of this, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door, and a nice sound came.

"May I ask, is this the house of Master Ma?"

The sound sounded a little familiar, so I had to put down the dragon-seeking ruler and walk over to open the door.

It was already late autumn in the Northeast. The weather was a little warmer at noon, and it was very cold at other times, especially at night, which was basically zero degrees.

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon. When I opened the door, a rare ray of sunlight shone in.

A woman stood outside the door, wearing a blue dress, with her hair tied and her eyes curled up at me.

To be honest, this dress is a bit weird, but when I looked at the woman's face carefully, I quickly recognized it.

It was actually the little Taoist nun I met a few days ago.

But she was not wearing a Taoist robe today, so I was stunned for a moment before recognizing it.

The afternoon sun shone on her side face, making her look even brighter.

"Ah... it's you?"

We both spoke in unison and shouted softly at the same time.

Then, they laughed again.

I turned sideways and pointed to Uncle Ma in the room.
Chapter completed!