The post became lively. Everyones attention smoothly shifted from the topic of the little master to the old man who was struck by lightning, and the discussion was in full swing. Soon the sender of 108th reply posted some video screenshots. Although the pixels were a bit blurry, the scene of the huge thunder hitting people was really recorded.

Just when the opposing side was struggling on the deathbed, the Qindao official site posted news about a huge thunder in the downtown area that killed a passerby. Someone immediately posted a screenshot of the news, and highlighted the last sentence in red: It is reported that the man may have been involved in a murder case. The police are now investigating the case.

Suddenly, the forum became lively, and this post quickly became popular. Everyone who came worshiped the little master. As for the opposing side, no matter how much they jumped, they couldnt get the approval of others. Someone couldnt help but say half-jokingly: You black-hearted people, if you let the little master see this post. Hehe, Im sure the little master will figure out who you are. After that, the opposing side disappeared immediately. Some of them even went back sneakily and deleted the reply they posted. The degree of their guilty conscience can be seen.

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In a villa area on Qindao, a young man named Zou Ning sat on a comfortable sofa searching for information about the little master. At first, he sneered when he saw the post made by Landlord Gou Fugui, but the more he looked back, the more his expression became serious.

Zou Ning stood up from the sofa and quickly returned to his room, then turned on the computer. He located the hospital where the three people were based on a few pictures and called someone to confirm the matter one by one. After half an hour, Zou Ning received the call. The person over the phone not only confirmed that the event that happened was exactly the same as the post. Even the event that happened in the seaside villa was stated.

Zou Ning printed out a few photos and important points in the post, then took the papers to the room on the top floor, and handed it to Zou Hai, who was reading: Dad, I saw a post on the forum. Saying that a fortune-telling master is very effective. I just asked Uncle Ma to confirm this matter, and he said that they are indeed true.

Zou Hai flipped through it for a while and put the pieces of paper aside, then looked at Zou Ning reluctantly: What do you want to say?

I want to ask her to help me find my mothers whereabouts. Zou Nings fingers on her legs trembled slightly: I want to see people if she is alive or see her corpse if she is dead. I dont believe my mother is gone.

Zou Hai sighed: But your mother has been missing for 3 years. You know that our familys capabilities are not small. We cant even find your mother. I dont think this master can find her.

I want to try anyway. Zou Ning closed and clenched his hands into fists: Actually, I wanted to invite the master by myself, but the Chen family and the Wei family both spent 2 to 3 million for the master. I dont have that much money.

Do you think I have it? Zou Hai stood up and threw the newspaper on the rocking chair, then turned and stood in front of the french window and looked out the window: Our family looks prestigious. We have companies and villas, but the funds we can move are not that much at all.