Chapter 132

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It was several days after Old Man Song woke up, lying in the intensive care unit with tubes inserted and bandages all over his body. After Old Man Song was approved to return to the general ward, the Fifth Apprentice was full of snot from crying: "Master, the intensive care unit is very expensive. Your savings have been used up. If you don't come out, we will have to sell the villa."

Old Man Song was able to move his arm at least before, but now he can't even move his fingers. He lay on the hospital bed with tears of grief and indignation. They are all engaged in metaphysics. He was slow and didn't think about other things, but this time he was struck by lightning. What else could he not understand?

No wonder in the cave, the stone chased and smashed him as if it was aiming at him. While Jiang Wei's clothes were not even a bit damaged. No wonder he survived even if he fell into the underground river in a coma. No wonder he was struck by lightning when he scolded Jiang Wei. He was the favorite son of heaven, while he was just an adopted son!

No, he couldn't even be counted as an adopted son!

Old Man Song felt sad and wanted to cry when he remembered the time and effort he had spent in these years. He worked all his life for Jiang Wei. Why he didn't think about it and tied him back?

The Fifth Apprentice didn't know what Old Man Song was thinking, so while gnawing on an apple, he said: "Master, Master Zhu was scared after you were struck by the thunder that day. He said that it must be Lin Qingyin trying to take revenge for her apprentice, so thunder struck from the heaven. He will go back to summon righteous people to attack Lin Qingyin and fight with her."

Old Man Song lay on the bed and hummed. He knew that Master Zhu was going to fight for justice, but in fact, he was simply going to bully the young and weak. They have known each other for half a lifetime, and none of them dare to say that they were righteous. Even if he does less bad things in ordinary times, the biggest bad thing he had done was to kidnap Jiang Wei and sacrifice his blood to open a formation for himself. But in the end, he didn't get anything. He was smashed by the stones falling into the cave. Finally, he came back from the brink of death and was struck by lightning.

After thinking about it, Jiang Wei didn't do anything but got the opportunity smoothly. He was so lucky, so what more his master could be? Before, Old Man Song didn't think about this aspect carefully. He just wanted to have a share of the pie. But now that he was struck by lightning, his mind calmed down.

Lin Qingyin was less than 20 years old, but her divination, feng shui, and formation array were all very powerful. The most frightening thing was that girl could learn the skill of summoning thunder from the sky, which killed many people. He heard that some guy who acts mysteriously and likes to play ghosts in Qindao was killed in the street after fighting with Lin Qingyin.

In Qi City, it was winter, but to chop off her enemy, it rained a lot. To have this talent, God must have been protecting so much.

Old Man Song thought that it might be a good thing that he was struck by lightning in advance. At least he could not die. As long as you don't scold that little bastard... ...

Before he finished his words in his heart, Old Man Song felt that the bright weather outside had suddenly turned cloudy. Old Man Song, who was lying on the bed, was so frightened that his urine pipe trembled. He quickly grunted and begged for mercy: "Don't, I dare not do it again, I dare not do it, I am the bastard."

The Fifth Apprentice, who was sitting and eating apples, heard his Master making strange sounds. He thought he wanted to say something, and pulled his oxygen mask down: "Master, what do you want to say?"

Not long after the onset of severe illness, Old Song, whose respiratory function was still poor, felt a sudden lack of oxygen. He felt like a fish out of the water. He rolled his eyes and looked like he was about to have a heart attack

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