Fortune Teller Master

Zhou Zihao’s hometown was a county next to Qi City and was only more than fifty miles away. It only took them an hour to drive back. Since the old couple didn’t want to live in the city, the grandchildren took turns to serve the old couple. Whoever had available time will stay with them for several days. Zhou Zihao started a small company and was very busy. It took him more than half a year before he could have time to live in the villa. But the first time he lived in it, he felt uncomfortable everywhere. all He felt like someone was spying on him secretly.

On the first day, Zhou Zihao simply thought he couldn’t sleep because he was in a different place, but when he fell asleep the next night, he felt that something whizzing through his ears, next to the wall behind him. He was shocked. His hairs stood up, his sleepiness disappeared without a trace, and he didn’t fall asleep all night.

He felt that something was wrong with the villa. After he got up in the morning, he asked his grandparents how they slept at night. Both of them laughed and said that they slept well until dawn. The two also said that the countryside was quiet and peaceful at night, unlike the noisy places in the city. They couldn’t sleep well in such a place.

Zhou Zihao was puzzled and didn’t dare to tell the old couple what he experienced. When he came back, he asked the family members who had been there. Everyone felt the same. They also couldn’t sleep well at night. As if the newly built villa was evil. The more Zhou Zihao thought about it, the more worried he became. He was afraid that something might happen in the villa, but he didn’t know what to do with this kind of thing.

Yang Dashuai and Zhou Zihao had a very close relationship. If there was something bothering them in the heart, they would talk about it. So he naturally mentioned it to him. However, at that time, Yang Dashuai still purely believed in science. He simply laughed at Zhou Zihao’s suspicion. But it didn’t take long for him to be slapped in the face. What he encountered was more terrifying than what Zhou Zihao experienced.

Lin Qingyin rescued Yang Dashuai Yang. After he calmed down, he immediately thought of what his good brother Zhou Zihao had said to him. This time, he believed that the villa in Zhou Zihao’s hometown was weird, so he made up a few horrifying stories to hastened the appointment with the little master for his brother.

However, at that time, Lin Qingyin told him that he didn’t need to worry about this, and she would go on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. Zhou Zihao had spent half the month in fear. So when the scheduled time arrived, he hurriedly urged Yang Dashuai to pick him up. He was afraid that something might happen to his grandparents.

Lin Qingyin walked out of the school with a bag full of snacks and sat in the back seat. Zhou Zihao, who was in the co-pilot turned his head and introduced himself to Lin Qingyin, and then said: “I know that little master likes food, so yesterday, I bought a lot of snacks. These days, it was my uncle who was taking care of my grandparents. My uncle was a graduate of Xindongfang School. He cooks delicious foods, especially deserts.”

Lin Qingyin’s eyes lit up, and her face was full of admiration: “A graduate of Xindongfang School? Doesn’t Xindongfang teach English?”

Zhou Zihao couldn’t help laughing when he heard the words: “He is a chef. He studied in Xindongfang specializes in cooking!”

Lin Qingyin exclaimed with a look of envy: “I thought Xingdongfang School teaching English and cooking at the same time, but later I realized that they weren’t.”

Yang Dashuai, who was driving, silently glanced at Lin Qingyin in the mirror. He seemed to understand why Lin Qingyin always looked resentful every time she came to study English… …

Little Master, you came to eat. Learning English was simply a secondary reason, right?