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Chapter 1461 Raising your head three feet, there is a god

While everyone was busy, Liu Yunkun quietly came outside and took out his cell phone to call Yang Ting.

Yang Ting had just finished her business with Fan Jianming, and was lying on Fan Jianming's shoulders resting with sweat.

When he saw that it was Liu Yunkun's phone call, he first said to Fan Jianming: "It was Liu Yunkun's call. I'm afraid they have already come back. Should I send you back to the villa first?"

Fan Jianming said: "Let's talk after answering the phone?"

Yang Ting nodded and still sat face to face on Fan Jianming's lap, putting her face on Fan Jianming's neck with one hand, and holding her cell phone with the other.

"Hello--"

"Wife," Liu Yunkun said anxiously: "I'm an eye-opener today. Have you heard of the Qingyun Tianshi Master of the Sanqing Temple?"

"I've heard of it."

"He is simply a god. He can actually reappear the scene and show all the murder of Chen Lingling in front of us. After a long time, Chen Lingling was killed by his father-in-law!"

"Ah, can't you?"

Yang Ting said this, but she was thinking in her heart, was it because Huang Hanbin knew that Chen Lingling had worked in a nightclub and didn't want her to be her daughter-in-law, so she killed him?

"Can I talk nonsense about this kind of thing?"

Liu Yunkun told Yang Ting vividly everything she saw, and Yang Ting blurted out and cursed: "It's simply a beast!"

"There is one more thing you don't know!" Liu Yunkun lowered his voice and said, "No wonder Sanqingguan is so majestic now. It turns out that it is all donated by Fan Jianming, all the money you earn in your community..."

Yang Ting smiled and said, "I know this! I used to do it in the hands of Duan Yunbo, but now I have transferred it to me. In terms of finance, except for daily expenses, all the money has been transferred to the Sanqingguan account."

"Ah, why haven't you heard of it in the past?"

"What are you going to say to you?"

"Hey, wife," Liu Yunkun lowered his voice again and said, "Anyway, Fan Jianming doesn't care about the community account, why are you so stupid? You can't..."

"I said Liu Yunkun," Yang Ting immediately interrupted him: "Can you learn something better? You just said that Qingyun Tianshi is a god. Mr. Fan donated money to the Sanqing Temple to accumulate merits, so he has all his skills and is rich enough to rival a country."

"You even think of making an idea about this kind of money donated to the Taoist temple, so aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

When Fan Jianming heard this, he thought to himself: Is this boy Liu Yunkun crazy about money? I have to teach him a lesson.

"No, I mean...Ouch!"

"What's wrong?"

Liu Yunkun was pacing back and forth while calling Yang Ting. Fan Jianming's Dharma body tripped him, and Liu Yunkun fell to eat shit.

The cell phone flew a few meters away in one go.

Liu Yunkun got up from the ground and looked back at the place where he fell, but there was nothing.

Moreover, he was pacing back and forth before, but he had never tripped.

He subconsciously glanced at the Main Hall after his birth, and suddenly felt that the Main Hall was extremely majestic and full of murderous aura.

He was so scared that he trembled all over. He ran over to pick up his phone and said in a trembling voice: "God, did you hear my words by some god? He just tripped me up."

Yang Ting looked stunned and half-believing: "Is it true or false?"

"Are you still lying to you? I just walked back and forth here and it was fine, why did I trip over when I said that, and there was nothing on the ground."

Goosebumps all over Yang Ting's body.

The main reason was that Huang Hanbin was possessed just now, Yang Ting was worried that those dirty things would not be possessed by Liu Yunkun.

"Have you ever heard of a god who raises his head three feet high? I just told you that you dare to make any decisions about the money Mr. Fan donated to the Taoist temple?"

Liu Yunkun smiled with lingering fear: "I just say it so well, don't take it seriously."

"You remember," said Yang Ting: "I didn't believe these things in the past. You saw Huang Hanbin with your own eyes. Be a good person in the future. Don't do bad things, otherwise..."

"I understand, I understand."

When Liu Yunkun saw Li Qianqian and the others coming out of the guest room, he quickly turned off his cell phone and immediately went up to meet him.

After Yang Ting turned off her phone, she asked Fan Jianming: "You said, are there any gods in the world?"

"Of course there is!" Fan Jianming smiled and said, "Look at Liu Yunkun's virtue, it is simply a bad thing in the world. There is only one he can't think of, and nothing he can't do. Maybe God has seen it long ago, otherwise, how could I have put such a cuckold on him?"

"I hate it!" Yang Ting pouted her mouth, smiled again, and kissed Fan Jianming: "I like you when we are together, okay? What does it have to do with God?"

Fan Jianming pinched her face: "Everything in the world is arranged by God, how can you say it is not his business? Okay, take me back to the villa, I guess they will come back soon."

"good."

Yang Ting got up from Fan Jianming's leg, simply cleaned up a personal hygiene, then sat in front, and drove directly to the small western-style building in Minshan.

After Li Qianqian and the others came out of the guest room, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. In front of Zhou Yaping and Huang Yaowu, she told Liu Yunkun not to tell what happened today. Liu Yunkun nodded repeatedly.

Afterwards, Liu Yunkun ran to the side hall, folded the stretcher and placed it in the trunk of the car parked outside the gate.

Because Lu Yuxin was a little scared, she didn't follow them in and kept listening to songs in the car.

After they left Sanqing Temple, Li Qianqian first asked Lu Yuxin to send Liu Yunkun home, and then sent them to the funeral home according to the wishes of Zhou Yaping and his son, and finally rushed to the villa with Lu Yuxin.

Huang Yaowu and Zhou Yaping arrived at the mourning hall, and they kept burning paper money for Chen Lingling.

Huang Yaowu kept silently thinking in his heart that he was sorry for their mother and son.

Zhou Yaping silently said in her heart: "Lingling, good boy, you are wronged. We all know that it was Huang Hanbin, the beast who harmed you. Now he is in Sanqing Temple, praying for your mother and son to be free every day, so you can let her have a way out!"

In fact, Fan Jianming had already played back everything that happened outside after they left the funeral home in the form of a video to Chen Lingling.

Although Chen Lingling felt happy, she couldn't relieve her hatred. At the same time, she was more concerned about her and Fan Jianming's children and cried and asked Fan Jianming to save the children as soon as possible.

Because of her soul, she could vaguely feel that Fan Jianming was a great god, who was fully capable of saving their mother and son in the sea of ​​suffering.

Of course, she wouldn't let Huang Hanbin go like that.

She vowed to take revenge.

And it's personal revenge!

Li Qianqian sat in the passenger seat and recalled everything that had just happened, and felt indescribable.

Especially her judgment on a man has given her a new positioning.

It is said that tigers are poisonous and don’t eat anything. Even if Huang Hanbin is a scumbag, he wouldn’t have to put his ideas on Chen Lingling, right?

It seems that men are all the same virtues, and Fan Jianming, I really hope he will not become the second Huang Hanbin.

"Yu Xin," Li Qianqian suddenly asked, "How is the relationship with Jinsong after returning to China?"

Lu Yuxin smiled: "Just like in the past."

Li Qianqian glanced at her and asked again: "Are you still thinking about Mr. Fan in your heart?"
Chapter completed!
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