"Xiao Ling."

Wang Zhenzhen knocked on Ma Xiaoling's door, walked in nervously, stood in front of Ma Xiaoling and asked, "Should you believe in the fate of fate?"

The room Ma Xiaoling rented was on Lin Dong's floor. The interior was spacious. On the wall in the center, there was a black and white photo that looked exactly like Ma Xiaoling. It was Ma Xiaoling's aunt Ma Danna. When she was a child, Ma Danna was teaching Ma Xiaoling. Then Ma Danna died. Ma Xiaoling went to Mao's family in Nanmao and Beima. The Taoist technique was guided by the uncle Qiu. Now he is the leader of the Nanmao and Beimao families, and his cultivation is extremely impressive.

"Why did you ask this question suddenly?"

Ma Xiaoling pulled Wang Zhenzhen and the two sat on the sofa. Because of wearing a short skirt, Ma Xiaoling habitually crossed her legs together.

"It's your newly introduced tenant Lin Dong."

Wang Zhenzhen said: "He said that Tianyou and I are both dangerous, especially Tianyou. Now it is a sign of a disaster. Tianyou is a policeman and is engaged in a dangerous industry..."

The ability to predict the future is very disgusting. This is a magical skill that allows the protagonist to suffocate the author and gives the villain the ability to suffocate the protagonist. The ability to see the eyes is similar to predict the future will make people restless. In this world of gods and ghosts, someone suddenly says you want to do anything, just like you are given a critical illness notice.

"Don't believe him."

Ma Xiaoling couldn't help rolling her eyes and said, "When I brought Lin Dong to Jiajia Building, Lin Dong met Uncle Gu downstairs, saying that Uncle Gu had a good reputation but had no wealth, and said that fate would arrange a chance to make money for him, but he would be perfectly avoided, making Uncle Gu so angry that he almost got sick."

"laugh……"

When Wang Zhenzhen heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

Thinking of Uncle Gu's angry look, Wang Zhenzhen felt that it must be very interesting at that time.

"Then I met Mengmeng outside the elevator. Mengmeng was about to go out to work. Lin Dong pulled him and said he wanted to guide a wealth. Mengmeng asked what, Lin Dong said that she would stare at Uncle Gu's lottery number. If Uncle Gu didn't buy that lottery one day, she would buy it."

Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but shook her head and said, "Who doesn't know that Uncle Gu is always staring at a number and buying it all day long? The theory of numerology is that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Lin Dong should not take anything to heart. You, just live a down-to-earth life!"

Ruan Mengmeng is another young woman in Jiajia Building. She wears glasses on her daily life. She has an old mother who is dementia at home. She is diligent and works part-time jobs outside. Ma Xiaoling and Wang Zhenzhen both admire her and are often helpful to her on weekdays.

Wang Zhenzhen nodded.

When Wang Zhenzhen heard her good friend say this, she felt much more relieved.

"Xiaoling, you can also go to him to see his marriage, what if he sees his marriage is really accurate."

Wang Zhenzhen jokingly pulled Ma Xiaoling's hand.

"What kind of marriage?"

Ma Xiaoling pushed Wang Zhenzhen and said, "You actually joked about me..."

The two of them were playing and rolling together.

After playing with Ma Xiaoling for a while, Wang Zhenzhen went outside Kuang Tianyou's door again. After getting tired of Kuang Tianyou for a while, he told Kuang Tianyou to pay more attention to safety topics. After kissing him goodbye, Wang Zhenzhen fell asleep peacefully.

the next day.

Ma Xiaoling got up early in the morning and went to the funeral home to deal with the matter of Kim Jong-chung's body.

The residents of the Jiajia Building, such as Kuang Tianyou, Wang Zhenzhen, and Ruan Mengmeng, all came. After saying goodbye to Kim Jong-jung, Kim Jong-jung's body was pushed into the crematorium. With the scorching heat, a corpse eventually turned into ashes.

Sister Jin Shouzheng cried very badly. After so many years of raising her son, she suddenly passed away, which was a big blow to the old man. The two of them fainted from crying.

Ma Xiaoling gave all the 200,000 yuan she had on hand to Sister Jin and Shouzheng. She originally wanted to keep one rent, but she was so sad that she simply gave it all.

Even though Ma Xiaoling did not shed a single tear when Kim Jong-jung was cremated, her inner sadness was not less than that of anyone.

It was busy at night, and Ma Xiaoling, Kuang Tianyou, and Wang Zhenzhen left together. After Kuang Tianyou and Wang Zhenzhen returned to Jiajia Building, Ma Xiaoling suddenly changed direction and went to another place.

"I'm sorry."

Ma Xiaoling pushed open the door and shouted to the old man inside.

What she came to visit was He Yingke.

He Yingqiu asked Ma Xiaoling to come in, and walked to the computer beside him, manipulated the computer to print out many talismans, and at the same time dealt with the situation of many souls stranded on the ground.

In fact, when comparing the identity of Uncle Qiu, I compare it with the mythical world, which is a position similar to the City God. I usually deal with souls and assist the operation of the underworld. Even after Uncle Qiu died, I directly took the position of the underworld agent and successfully became the highest talker in the underworld.

Ma Xiaoling sat on the side and waited, while He Yingqiu was dealing with the matters of the souls in an orderly manner. After the handling, he hung up the sign for getting off work, and the soul automatically dispersed everywhere.

"Look at what you are frowning today, and are still sad about the death in the middle?"

He Yingqiu sat on the chair next to Ma Xiaoling and explained: "Man cannot be resurrected by death, and the soul can be reincarnated and revolved. This is also a common sense. When we do this, we should be more open to these things."

As a celestial master, the most common thing you see is death.

However, this death is uncomfortable when it comes to one's own people.

He Yingqiu has been raising Ma Xiaoling since he was a child and has a very high status in Ma Xiaoling's heart. On weekdays, he will come to see him if he has any depression or any problems he encounters.

"I'm also thinking that I'm so uncomfortable when I die. If my friends around me have another problem, I don't know what to do."

Ma Xiaoling said.

If there were problems with Wang Zhenzhen and Kuang Tianyou, Ma Xiaoling really didn't know if she could hold on. She originally had no worries about this, but what happened to Kim Jong-jung suddenly made Ma Xiaoling feel the fragility of life.

This life is like God has decided. No matter how much joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, and separation you have, it is time for you to leave, and you will not wait for a minute or a second, and you will not consider whether you can accept it. Suddenly, something you are not ready to face will happen in front of you.

“Everything is the best arrangement.”

Uncle Qiu can only persuade like this.

In the Zombie Dating Trilogy, Uncle Qiu is a very important supporting role, but the first part, death, and the second part, time and space were reversed. After living for two or three years, he still died. In the third part, as a Ksitigarbha agent, he was directly killed by fate.

If everything is arranged, then you can feel the malice of fate in Kuang’s life.

"I'm sorry."

Ma Xiaoling thought of Lin Dong’s fortune telling and asked: “Look at fortune telling and knowing good fortune and good fortune. How much water is there in it?”

As a Heavenly Master, there are many ways in it, just like the Bodhi Patriarch divided the four ways of art flow and stillness in Journey to the West.

If we follow the division of Bodhi Patriarch, Ma Xiaoling and He Yingqiu are moving the door, and asking for divination to be the door is the door of the art. There is still a gap between us, and it is normal not to understand the situation of the door of the art.

"Looking at the face and divination can help you know good fortune and good fortune."

He Yingqiu had a deep look, sighed and said, "I have a younger brother named He Youqiu. He helped people to make demon-subduing weapons when they were less than ten years old. When they looked at people's numerology, they even created the magic of the Yang Forbidden Spell. Then I expelled him from the sect. He believed in fate and was very accurate if he said he could know the future."

"Maybe there is really an unknown god in the dark. He randomly manipulates everyone's lives, making happy things sad, making hopeful things desperate, making beggars become millionaires, and making millionaires sink into the pond..."

Maybe he is old, and Uncle Qiu suddenly feels a lot of emotion.

"Is there really a fate?"

Ma Xiaoling frowned slightly and said, "But if there is really fate, then are all our joys, anger, sorrow and happiness also in his calculations? In this case, what is the meaning of our life? It's just that the procedure has been formulated, as long as it goes to death... I gave all the money to Sister Jin today, that's the arrangement of fate. If I don't give Sister Jin a penny, it can be said that it's the arrangement of fate..."

"This fate is too much."

Ma Xiaoling smiled and said, "I don't believe in fate! If I really have fate, then I will break him!"

When saying this, Ma Xiaoling was determined and determined.

She doesn't believe in fate.

The chat with Uncle Qiu made Ma Xiaoling much more determined.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Qiu, Ma Xiaoling returned to Jiajia Building.

While waiting for the elevator, I happened to see Lin Dong walking in from outside Jiajia Building.

"What a coincidence."

Lin Dong greeted Ma Xiaoling with a smile.

"Um."

Ma Xiaoling nodded, blocked the bag in her hand in front of her legs, and watched Lin Dong press two floors one after another.

"Do you know my floor?"

Ma Xiaoling saw Lin Dong pressing out and asked.

"Ms. Wang told me yesterday."

Lin Dong said: "After I chose the house yesterday, Ms. Wang said you live upstairs."

Ma Xiaoling nodded.

The elevator door slowly closed, and the two of them stayed in the elevator and looked at each other speechlessly. Lin Dong looked down at Ma Xiaoling's legs, and Ma Xiaoling looked up as the floor floated up little by little.

"Ding Dong."

The elevator door opened, Lin Dong and Ma Xiaoling said goodbye, and walked out of the elevator.

"You're very accurate in fortune telling?"

Ma Xiaoling reached out to block the elevator door that was about to be closed and asked Lin Dong.

Lin Dong looked surprised and turned his head.

"You said Uncle Gu has no fortune, so you advise Mengmeng to buy Uncle Gu's lottery... Why don't you buy it yourself?"

Ma Xiaoling asked.

"I'm not short of money."

Lin Dong laughed.

Gold, silver and jewelry are nothing to Lin Dong who has mastered the space of reincarnation. Even Lin Dong’s body’s magical colored sky brocade and portable space have been changed by Lin Dong. Nowadays, the clothes can change their hairstyle, pupil color, and even their own skin color, and the portable space has also been expanded by Lin Dong.

With such a lot of capital, Lin Dong felt that he was very useless to compete with the people here for 30 million.

And holding the Emperor Jingshi Book in his hand, if you want to make money, you can read it casually.

Ma Xiaoling was speechless.

"Let's make a bet."

Ma Xiaoling said: "If Mengmeng really wins the prize, and if Uncle Gu really loses the first prize, we must do something for the other party unconditionally!"

While speaking, Ma Xiaoling was provocative.
Chapter completed!